This Is Qin Wudao

The "All Things Are Impermanent Incarnation" Dharma Manifestation raises its right arm high, condensing Spiritual Qi —ultimately transforming into an impermanent Impermanence Law Sword that appears both real and illusory.

The Giant Sword slashed down fiercely at Qin Wudao below!

Boom--!!!

Before the sword even touched the ground, the Sword Qi and Gale Wind swept out in all directions with an absolutely destructive force!

Towering ancient trees instantly turned into sawdust and dust, majestic rocks were flattened in mid-air, the ground was torn up layer by layer, and even space itself groaned and twisted under this pure violence.

Within a radius of a hundred miles, the sky and earth lost their color, and all things wailed in despair.

However, the aftershocks subsided.

At the very center of that ring of destruction, a strange and pure land appeared.

Qin Wudao stood still, without moving an inch.

With just a slight spread of its five fingers, that hand easily blocked the full force of the Dharma Manifestation's attack.

Even the ground beneath his feet was completely undamaged.

Qin Xuanji's gaze sharpened slightly as he looked at the space Dharma Manifestation's brows.

Although this sword strike was not executed with full force, it was still enough to destroy mountains and rivers and reshape the landscape.

He blocked it with one hand?

The next moment--

Qin Wudao suddenly clenched his five fingers!

"Snap--!!!"

The magic sword, formed from the Principle of impermanence, was crushed by his palm amidst several mournful cries!

Qin Wudao slowly released his hand, letting the last sliver of light slip through his fingers.

He raised his head, his gaze first sweeping over Qin Qingzheng, who stood in the distance holding a sword, before settling back on Qin Xuanji, whose brow was adorned with Dharma Manifestation. He muttered to himself:

"I see... So everyone's here."

"Your plan is to prevent me from using magic?"

As he spoke, a wildly arrogant smile slowly crept onto Qin Wudao's lips:

Why go through all that trouble!

No Dharma Manifestation appeared around him, nor was he entangled with tribulation lightning, yet the aura he naturally exuded was even more terrifying than when he summoned the Heaven and Earth Law before!

"Sword, come!"

A low shout.

An ancient, weathered, sheathed longsword appeared out of thin air—it was the sword, Dao Ji.

The longsword hovered for a moment before falling into his hand.

Qin Wudao gripped the middle of the scabbard, flicked his wrist, and slammed the entire sheathed longsword into the ground beneath his feet like a javelin!

Clang!

The scabbard was embedded three inches into the ground, standing firmly.

"Today--"

He took a step forward, and the ground beneath his feet cracked and crumbled!

Absolute confidence swept across the entire world like a tangible force, causing vegetation to bow low and space to tremble.

"I, Qin Wudao, will not use magic or swords—"

"I'll still crush you!"

The moment he finished speaking, Qin Wudao lifted his foot again, but his figure vanished from the spot.

It's not a magic trick, nor is it Divine Ability.

It's about extreme speed!

Qin Qingzheng's pupils contracted sharply, and the Frostsky Sword responded by resonating, its clear Sword Intent blooming like an ice lotus to protect his body.

The anticipated attack did not occur.

"Boom--!!!"

A deafening explosion erupted dozens of feet to her side!

Turning his head, he saw Qin Xuanji's "All Things Are Impermanent Incarnation" Dharma Manifestation tilt backward as if it had lost its support, and its body rapidly turned into light dust and dissipated from its chest.

A huge hole was clearly visible in the chest area of Dharma Manifestation.

The edge outline is as clear as a fist imprint.

It was as if an invisible giant fist had passed right through it.

The light dust manifested by Spiritual Power swirled like snowflakes.

In the center of those scattered, shimmering white light spots, Qin Wudao's figure stood in mid-air, appearing where the original Dharma Manifestation's chest had been.

He didn't look at the dissipating Dharma Manifestation, nor did he pay attention to the falling dust.

He simply turned his head slightly.

Their gazes pierced through the scattered, shimmering white fragments, meeting Qin Qingzheng's eyes.

Even after countless bloody battles and the defeat of many powerful enemies, Qin Qingzheng's fingers still unconsciously tightened around the hilt of his sword.

It does not rely on Divine Ability or external objects.

With a single punch, the Six-Character Heaven and Earth Law was instantly destroyed.

This is the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, Qin Wudao.

A monster that uses its body as its path and its strength to break all laws.

Just moments before the Deathly Stillness of impending storm--

"Wow... that's really impressive."

A sigh tinged with a helpless smile suddenly rang out from the side.

Qin Xuanji's figure had somehow appeared to the side, not in a disheveled state after her Dharma Manifestation was broken, but standing there calmly, even with a somewhat leisurely demeanor.

He didn't look at Qin Qingzheng or Qin Wudao; his gaze fell directly on the Dao Ji Sword that was deeply embedded in the ground.

"Did you hear that? Eldest Brother said he doesn't use magic or a sword..."

Qin Xuanji was clearly looking at the sword, yet his voice drifted clearly to the other end of the path.

It's as if you're talking to someone at the end of that deep, secluded path.

"Fourth brother."

As soon as the words left his mouth...

Footsteps echoed from the depths of the path.

It wasn't heavy, yet every step it took was perfectly timed to reflect the heartbeat of the battle.

"Um."

The newcomer's voice was calm, yet carried an unwavering certainty:

I heard it.

It was none other than Qin Kuangge, one of the four Dao Child of the Qin Clan.

As Qin Kuangge walked, he removed the dark metal ring from his left wrist and tossed it aside casually.

"Boom--!!!"

The ground collapsed, causing a ring to form.

The entire earth trembled.

He kept moving, removing his shoulder armor, throwing his belt, and unfastening his knee pads... Each seemingly ordinary "burden" landed with a deep crater and a deafening roar.

When he stood before the crowd, he was free of any burdens.

All that remained was a pure aura as solid and imposing as an ancient mountain.

Qin Kuangge raised his eyes and looked calmly at Qin Wudao.

"Eldest Brother."

He slowly lowered his center of gravity, assuming an ancient boxing stance, his aura solid and tangible, like an ancient volcano that could erupt at any moment.

He then raised his hand and casually beckoned in Qin Wudao's direction.

There was no mockery in that gesture; rather, it was more like a silent invitation.

"Let's fight!"

"Fight until one side can't get up anymore."

Before he could finish speaking, Qin Wudao had already stepped through the air and landed silently a few feet in front of him, stirring up a circle of dust.

Those calm eyes stared directly at Qin Kuangge, her voice devoid of emotion:

"Are you going to stop me too?"

Qin Kuangge met his gaze, but didn't answer. Instead, he repeated, "Let's fight."

The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

In the end, Qin Wudao walked towards Qin Kuangge and silently accepted the invitation.

Qin Kuangge also moved, and the two walked towards each other at the same time.

The distance quickly closed.

Then--

The battle erupted suddenly and silently.

There was no Divine Ability light or dazzling light, no booming of Daoist magic.

Only the most savage physical clashes!

"Bang!!!"

The first punch was Qin Wudao.

Quick! Heavy! Strike straight at Qin Kuangge's face!

Qin Kuangge neither dodged nor evaded, but instead blocked the attack with his left arm!

A dull, teeth-grinding impact rang out, sending shockwaves ripped out in a ring, and a layer of the ground was scraped away!

Almost at the same instant, Qin Kuangge's right fist slammed into Qin Wudao's abdomen like a cannonball!

Qin Wudao pressed down with his elbow, his fist and elbow clashing!

"Thump--!!!"

The second loud bang was even more muffled and heavier than the first!

Both of them shuddered, and the ground beneath their feet collapsed with a deafening roar!

No tricks, no frills.

One punch after another.

It was so fast it became a blur, so incredibly heavy!

"Bang! Thud! Boom!!!"

Fist to fist! Shoulder to chest! Knee to knee!

Each collision produced a thunderous thud, and each clash created a visible, milky-white gas explosion ring!

The movements were so fast they became blurry phantoms, and the force of the punches transformed into a cage of Gale Wind that tore everything apart.