Would a Qi Circulation Sixth Floor Dare Strike at Me?

Chen Lingxi had been running around for a long time, constantly circulating the Six-Qi True Method Greater Celestial Circuit.

As the spiritual energy circulated through the Qi Sea, the stagnation caused by Consort Chun's Divine Sense killing technique quietly dissipated.

My previously drowsy brain felt as if it had been washed in a cool spring, and my senses became sharp again.

He opened his eyes, his gaze piercing through the clouds and mist, looking at the two figures at the end of the mountain path.

Lin Suri was in front, Xi Yuan was behind.

The two, one in front and one behind, had already crossed the ridge of the third mountain.

Chen Lingxi dared not get too close and followed the two from a distance.

Lin Suri stopped running on a mountain peak.

He probably realized that only Xi Yuan was chasing after him.

He turned around, the Fierce Tiger Token at his waist lying there, and the Two-Foot Jade Sword hanging at his side, with faint phantom images of cranes swirling on its blade.

He stood there with his hands behind his back before the mountain peak, his aura as solid and imposing as a mountain.

Xi Yuan arrived, carried by the mountain breeze.

He still had the same ordinary appearance, his Daoist robe fluttering in the night wind, and the Divine Ability of the majestic Longevity Bridge beneath his feet had been withdrawn, leaving only a faint spiritual light flowing around him in the night.

His unfathomable eyes were fixed on Lin Suri, his face expressionless.

"Brother Lin isn't running away anymore?" Xi Yuan asked. "In that case, hand over the Mother Qi."

Lin Suri did not answer.

Xi Yuan stopped talking nonsense.

He took a step forward, and the faint spiritual light around him suddenly blazed brightly, like a bright moon that had been suppressed for a long time finally breaking free from the shackles of the clouds, shining with clear radiance!

Chen Lingxi had been watching quietly, but the moment the spiritual light around Xi Yuan fully bloomed, his pupils suddenly contracted.

Spiritual Qi.

The fluctuations of that spiritual energy were far too profound.

The waves emanated from Xi Yuan in waves, one after another, like the tides, each surge more profound and powerful than the last.

"This is some kind of True Intention Mystery Mechanism; this Xi Yuan is actually at the Eighth Floor of cultivation!"

The Qi Circulation Eighth Floor.

He involuntarily held his breath.

The descriptions of the Qi Circulation Eighth Floor in the Six-Qi True Method flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern.

The spiritual liquid in the Qi Sea of a cultivator at the Qi Circulation Eighth Floor has undergone several condensations, each drop as heavy and turbid as mercury. When activating spells, the spiritual Qi flows like a tangible torrent, overwhelming and unstoppable.

More importantly, the Qi Circulation Eighth Floor has already mastered the profound Mystery Mechanism [True Intention], and both Divine Sense and spiritual Qi have brewed True Intention.

The so-called True Intention is the cultivator's understanding of their own Qi Circulation Realm Dao Path, which has been condensed into substance and integrated into every wisp of spiritual Qi and every strand of Divine Sense. Every gesture contains the cultivator's understanding of the Great Dao, and the power of their spells is thus greatly increased.

In addition, the cultivator on the Eighth Floor also mastered the [Divine Might] Mystery Mechanism.

The so-called Divine Might is based on one's own True Intention, merging Divine Sense and spiritual energy into one, transforming into an invisible yet tangible pressure.

Once this oppressive force is unleashed, it acts like an invisible cage, completely enveloping the surrounding Void.

A cultivator surrounded by Divine Might will be subject to constant restraint if their True Intention is inferior to that of their opponent. It will be like being in a sticky swamp, where every movement will require several times more effort than usual.

"This Xi Yuan is indeed no ordinary cultivator at the Qi Circulation Seventh Floor."

Just as Chen Lingxi was lost in thought, Xi Yuan made his move.

Divine Might pervades!

It was like an invisible tide that suddenly spread out from the Void, sweeping in all directions.

Wherever it passed, the air became thick and sticky!

Even the movement of clouds in the Void slowed down considerably.

Its Divine Might enveloped the surrounding Void, which was hundreds of feet wide.

"The Divine Might of the Eighth Floor is indeed extraordinary."

Chen Lingxi couldn't help but marvel.

However, what surprised Chen Lingxi even more was Lin Suri.

Lin Suri stood on the mountain peak, only a few dozen feet away from Xi Yuan.

He was right in the center of that Divine Might, yet he stood there, completely still.

His extremely pale face was expressionless, except for a pair of eyes that shone with an astonishing brightness.

His body was filled with surging spiritual energy, and the Six-Qi True Method was operating at its peak within him.

As the Spirit Pool in his Qi Sea churned, an incomparably sharp aura burst forth from his body, tearing an invisible gash in the Divine Might might that enveloped him!

Qi Circulation Seventh Floor.

Lin Suri was clearly only at the Qi Circulation Seventh Floor stage.

However, the aura he exuded was completely unlike that of a Seventh Floor cultivator.

He raised his right hand, fingers slightly spread, palm Heavenward Realm.

A burst of Purple True Treasure Aura erupted from his palm. The purple qi energy was as thick as an arm and condensed to the point of being almost tangible. It was like a purple true dragon that had been imprisoned for a long time finally breaking free of its restraints, roaring and surging in his palm.

The purple light was so bright that it bathed the entire valley in a beautiful purple glow.

Following the Purple True Treasure Aura, another stream of bluish-green spiritual energy surged from his body.

That spiritual energy shared the same origin as the Six-Qi True Method he cultivated, but it was purer and sharper than ordinary spiritual energy.

The spiritual energy circulated around him, like countless fine cyan sword threads, each emitting a chilling glint.

Following the Azure Qi, a thick, dark aura rose from the depths of his Dantian.

The aura was as deep and powerful as a mountain, condensing into a faint, dark light shield around his body. Countless fine lines flowed across the surface of the shield, like the patterns on a tortoise shell, layer upon layer, making it indestructible.

Three distinct streams of Treasure Qi were simultaneously brewing within him.

The purple qi was sharp as a sword, the Azure Qi was continuous as a river, and the Dark Qi was thick as a mountain.

The three elements intertwine and resonate with each other, yet do not interfere with one another, just as three rivers from different sources flow into the same vast ocean, circulating in parallel within his body, making him appear like a deity who simultaneously wields three powers.

Chen Lingxi was horrified by what she saw.

"Lin Suri has also refined that Purple True Treasure Aura into his own Six-Qi True Method! Combined with the Sharp Treasure Qi he recently acquired..."

Each of those three streams of Treasure Qi contained an astonishing spiritual power.

What surprised Chen Lingxi even more was the Two-Foot Jade Sword hanging at Lin Suri's waist.

The jade sword was not yet drawn, but the crane pattern on the scabbard, poised to take flight, had already lit up, as if a real crane had been startled awake and was flapping its wings on the scabbard, ready to fly.

And that Fierce Tiger Token.

The tiger stripes on the token, depicting a tiger descending the mountain, had fully illuminated, and amidst the flowing golden light, the faint phantom of a divine general appeared behind Lin Suri.

The phantom was clad in golden armor and wore a golden helmet. Its face was indistinct, with only a pair of majestic eyes slowly opening in the golden light.

As soon as the phantom appeared, Lin Suri's aura changed abruptly. A fierce and imposing aura burst forth from his body, like a divine general commanding thousands of troops descending to earth, exuding authority without anger.

Xi Yuan stood on the stone bridge, looking at his opponent who was clearly a floor below him, and his brows finally furrowed slightly.

He said no more, but simply raised his right hand and made a loose clenching motion in the Void with his five fingers.

With that grasp, a dazzling spiritual light emanated from behind him.

Then, a magnificent Longevity Bridge extended out from it, its body over ten zhang long, constructed entirely of spiritual light condensed to the extreme.

The bridge surface is engraved with intricate and ancient patterns, which seem to flow slowly across the bridge like living things, exuding a profound and weighty spiritual light.

As soon as the Longevity Bridge appeared, it crashed headlong into Lin Suri.

As the bridge passes, the air is compressed into visible white rings that spread outwards in layers.

Lin Suri.

He moved at the very moment the Longevity Bridge was about to collide with him.

With a flick of his right hand at his waist, the Two-Foot Jade Sword was drawn, transforming into a streak of azure sword light that shot into the sky.

The sword light was initially only about two feet long, but in an instant it swelled to more than ten feet. The bluish-green light flickered erratically, and the intensity of the sword intent made Chen Lingxi was in the distance, feel a stinging pain in his eyes.

Lin Suri gripped the jade sword, and with a swift movement, he faced the Longevity Bridge that crashed towards him.

His sword-drawing movements were extremely simple and unadorned, without any fancy moves. He simply swept the jade sword diagonally from the lower right to the upper left, drawing a beautiful yet cold arc of light in the night.

The sword flashed and struck the bridge.

The supposedly indestructible Longevity Bridge was actually cleaved open by this sword strike.

The flowing spiritual light on the bridge shattered inch by inch when the sword light swept across it, turning into countless light fragments that scattered and fell from the sky.

Xi Yuan frowned slightly, and pressed his right hand down in the Void again. The shattered bridge body then healed itself as if it were alive, and even more intense spiritual light surged from the crack, pressing back towards Lin Suri.

Lin Suri's swordplay continued unabated.

He held the sword in his right hand, while his left hand had already formed a hand seal.

The three streams of Treasure Qi circulating within his body lit up simultaneously at that moment, intertwining purple qi, Azure Qi, and Mystic Light, flowing down his arm and into the jade sword.

The azure sword light on the jade sword suddenly changed, transforming from pure azure into a magnificent triple-layered radiance.

The outermost layer is the sharpness of the Purple True Treasure Aura, the middle layer is the continuity of the Azure Qi, and the innermost layer is the thickness of the Dark Qi.

The three layers of light overlapped, transforming into a three-foot-long, three-colored sword aura.

He drew his sword again.

This sword strike was faster, heavier, and more decisive than the previous one.

The sword energy struck the Longevity Bridge, but this time it didn't just cut a gash; it cleaved the entire bridge in two.

The Longevity Bridge suddenly broke apart, and spiritual light leaked out wildly from the break, like two torrents of spiritual light bursting from the dam, dyeing half the sky a dazzling silver-white.

Xi Yuan's expression finally darkened.

He used both hands simultaneously, flicking his fingers in the Void. The two broken sections of the bridge exploded with each flick, transforming into countless chains of spiritual light as thick as a child's arm, which coiled around Lin Suri from all directions.

The chains seemed to awaken simultaneously like hundreds of giant, silvery pythons, each containing terrifying power.

At the same time, the mountain peak beneath his feet lit up.

When Xi Yuan infused his True Intention and Divine Might into it, the entire mountain seemed to come alive. The moss on the mountain peeled off in a rustling sound, turning into ancient patterns. These patterns, layer upon layer, faintly formed an extremely complex magic array.

As the magic array activated, an even more profound and heavy pressure descended from the sky, pressing down on Chao Lin Suri.

Lin Suri's aura faltered slightly.

He raised his head, his gaze sweeping over the chains of spiritual light surging from all directions, then over the mountain peak above him that had transformed into a magic array, and for the first time, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

He gently pressed his left hand on the Fierce Tiger Token at his waist, and the phantom image of the divine general behind him suddenly solidified.

The phantom raised its hands and pressed them lightly in the Void. A thick golden barrier appeared out of thin air around it, blocking all the incoming chains of spiritual light from three feet away.

The chains struck the golden light barrier with a dull, thunderous thud, causing the barrier to tremble violently, yet it never shattered.

His right hand had already raised the jade sword high.

Even before the sword was unleashed, the sword intent alone made Chen Lingxi, who was watching from afar, feel a jolt in her heart.

At this moment, the three-colored sword energy on the jade sword completely subsided. All its brilliance, sharpness, and power were compressed to the extreme, making the entire sword look like an unsharpened piece of ordinary iron, dull and without luster.

However, Chen Lingxi could clearly see that the power contained in that sword was several times more terrifying than the sword that had just severed the Longevity Bridge.

Lin Suri suppressed all his sword intent within the sword, as if sealing a volcano about to erupt in a small box, waiting for the lid to be opened to unleash its destructive power.

Xi Yuan's pupils contracted slightly.

For the first time, a hint of seriousness appeared in his unfathomable eyes.

He clasped his hands together in front of him, his fingers interlaced, and the spiritual light surging from the broken Longevity Bridge converged before him like rivers flowing into the sea, condensing into a thick shield of spiritual light in his palms.

The shield was octagonal, and its surface was covered with intricate patterns, each pattern radiating a deep and profound spiritual light.

At the same time, the magic array on the mountain beneath his feet also reached its maximum operation. The patterns on the mountain lit up simultaneously, and a thick pillar of spiritual light descended from the sky, enveloping Xi Yuan entirely.

Lin Suri's sword finally fell.

The jade sword silently traced a perfectly formed arc in the Void, slashing down towards Xi Yuan.

Where the sword passed, a visible rift was torn in the Void, its edges gleaming with a faint golden light.

The sword's edge struck the shield of spiritual light.

There was no earth-shattering roar, only a very soft and faint... hiss.

It was like a sharp blade slicing through silk.

The shield of light split open, the break smooth as a mirror, the intricate patterns on the shield shattering inch by inch, turning into countless specks of light.

Xi Yuan grunted and his body darted back several feet.

After stopping, he looked up at Lin Suri standing opposite him, and for the first time, a look of genuine surprise appeared in his eyes.

Lin Suri was also having a hard time.

His face paled even more after he unleashed that sword strike.

The luster on the jade sword had dimmed considerably, and the crane pattern on the blade had stopped flowing. It was now just an ordinary jade ritual object, devoid of its previous earth-shattering power.

The phantom of the divine general behind him also thinned out a bit, the golden light appearing and disappearing as if it might vanish at any moment.

The circulation of the three Treasure Qi around him also slowed down, clearly indicating that activating these treasures was extremely taxing on his spiritual energy.

Even so, he still stood there, his back straight as a pine tree.

Chen Lingxi hid in the crevice of the cliff and witnessed the entire battle from beginning to end.

His heart was churning, and his thoughts were racing.

"Both of them possess extraordinary and profound foundations. I originally intended to take advantage of their weakened state before launching my attack... but now, looking at the situation..."

If these two are pushed to the limit, they'll be seriously injured, and killing me would be extremely easy for them."

Chen Lingxi narrowed her eyes. "Moreover, for people like these, to say they don't have any trump cards to protect themselves... is simply laughable."

Just as Chen Lingxi was pondering, another change occurred on the battlefield.

Xi Yuan seemed to be losing patience.

He no longer used the Longevity Bridge to deal with Lin Suri, but instead clasped his hands together in front of him, and the spiritual energy around him surged wildly between his palms like water bursting its banks.

He muttered incantations in a very low and deep voice, as if someone were beating a giant drum from a great distance.

As he chanted, the spiritual energy between his palms began to condense into a small spiritual bridge.

The spirit bridge was only about a foot long, crystal clear, like a delicate treasure carved from the finest spirit jade.

However, the spiritual energy emanating from that bridge was terrifyingly powerful, several times more concentrated than the Longevity Bridge that spanned more than ten zhang.

Lin Suri's pupils contracted slightly.

He moved almost at the same time that Xi Yuan was condensing the small bridge. He flipped his right hand, drew his jade sword, and three streams of Treasure Qi surged toward Xi Yuan.

Xi Yuan gently tossed the small spirit bridge in his palm toward Lin Suri.

After the spirit bridge left his hand, it grew longer in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it transformed into an immortal Longevity Bridge exactly the same as before.

But this bridge is completely different from the one we just saw.

The patterns on the bridge were no longer flowing light, but solidified, almost tangible golden runes.

Each rune exudes an indescribable, profound aura, as if someone had refined the essence of a true ancient divine mountain into this bridge.

As the bridge passed, the Void crumbled inch by inch, revealing the dark, ethereal fissures beneath.

The Longevity Bridge collided with the Jade Sword.

In that instant, an astonishing commotion erupted! Even Chen Lingxi couldn't help but frown slightly!

The jade sword and the Longevity Bridge remained locked in a stalemate for about a few breaths.

The sword Sword Qi from the jade sword eroded the bridge, peeling away and dissolving the golden runes piece by piece.

Meanwhile, the Longevity Bridge, relying on its heavy and powerful pressure, relentlessly crushed towards Lin Suri, inch by inch.

Ultimately, the Purple True Treasure Aura and the Longevity Bridge exploded simultaneously.

Like two blazing suns extinguishing each other, a terrifying shockwave swept wildly in all directions.

Lin Suri and Xi Yuan were each forced back dozens of feet.

A trickle of blood spilled from the corner of Lin Suri's mouth, staining the front of his black brocade robe a dark red.

The phantom of the divine general behind him had completely vanished, and the golden light on the Fierce Tiger Token at his waist had dimmed to the point of being almost invisible.

He landed on the mountain peak, panting heavily. The fluctuations of his spiritual energy were chaotic and weak, clearly indicating that the hard impact had seriously injured him.

Xi Yuan is the same.

His Daoist robe was riddled with holes from the jade sword, revealing the spiritual armor underneath.

The armor was also covered with fine cracks, clearly damaged by the residual force of the Sword Qi.

However, the Divine Might emanating from him did not dissipate; instead, it became even more profound than before.

He raised his head and looked at Lin Suri, who was leaning against the mountain wall. There was no sign of fatigue in his eyes, only an even stronger killing intent.

He used the Longevity Bridge Divine Ability to forcefully deplete most of Lin Suri's spiritual energy, and also forced out Lin Suri's two rare treasures, both of which fell into silence.

Now that Lin Suri's spiritual energy is greatly depleted and his treasures are dimmed, it is the perfect time for him to strike.

Xi Yuan stepped forward.

He clenched his right fist, the spiritual light on the knuckles condensing to its fullest extent, like a small bright moon held in his palm.

He intended to use this punch to completely obliterate Lin Suri.

Chen Lingxi hid in the crevice and witnessed the entire scene.

He took a deep breath.

We can't wait any longer.

Lin Suri was killed by Xi Yuan!

If Lin Suri dies, the Mother Qi will fall into Xi Yuan's hands.

Xi Yuan, a cultivator at the Qi Circulation Eighth Floor, possesses extraordinary foundation. Even if he is injured, I'm afraid I won't be able to compete with him for Ancestral Qi!

"This Xi Yuan must have some hidden strength, just like... that Xi Yu Talisman on Xi Mu's body!"

He had to take action.

Chen Lingxi looked up at the Twin Luminous Mirrors in the sky.

Numerous images of Lin Suri from the past flooded my mind.

Dao-Below Academy, Pool-Soul Institute, Immortal Husk...

Chen Lingxi a deep breath.

He was a local cultivator, without any support or sect.

Everything he possessed was earned step by step through his own hard work.

Now that the fortuitous opportunity the Mother Qi is right in front of him, he will have to use his brain if he wants to get a share of it!

Without further hesitation, he stood up.

He suddenly retracted the Concealed Edge Method within his body, causing the Spirit Pool in his Qi Sea to surge, unleashing all the spiritual energy he had suppressed for so long without reservation.

He reached his right hand into the Hongdong Bag, and with a slight thought, the wooden box appeared in his palm.

The lid popped open, revealing twenty-four dark golden Mystic Pearl lying quietly inside.

Prefect Lord's Demon-Breaking Twenty-Four Mystic Pearls!

Chen Lingxi's spiritual energy fell into one of the Mystic Pearl, and the patterns on the Mystic Pearl seemed to be ignited, changing from dark gold to brilliant gold, then from brilliant gold to blazing white, and finally settling on a nearly transparent pale golden light.

At the same time, the remaining twenty-three Mystic Pearl in the box also lit up, like twenty-four tiny stars shining brightly in the night.

A heavy and powerful force flowed among the twenty-four Mystic Pearl, just as twenty-four small streams flowed into the same lake, the water filling up and becoming heavier and heavier.

Mystic Pearl possessed extraordinary power and spirit.

Just as Xi Yuan was about to kill Lin Suri with a punch, he suddenly turned his head.

For the first time, a genuine look of surprise and doubt flashed across his unfathomable eyes.

He sensed the energy rising from the cracks in the mountain wall.

Although that aura was not as profound as Lin Suri's, nor as powerful as his own, it possessed a fierce and fearless momentum.

What chilled him even more was that the aura contained a power that made him feel a vague threat.

Because Lin Suri posed such a great threat, Xi Yuan was unable to deal with this sudden change while simultaneously guarding against Lin Suri.

He had no choice but to retract his punch, and with a sway of his body, he was already facing Chen Lingxi. He clasped his hands together in front of him and activated the Longevity Bridge Divine Ability once again.

A majestic spiritual bridge extended from the Void behind him, about to crash into Chen Lingxi.

But this was the moment Chen Lingxi had been waiting for.

He moved the instant Xi Yuan turned his head.

With a flick of his right hand, the twenty-four Mystic Pearl shot out simultaneously, like twenty-four pale golden meteors, trailing long tails, hurtling towards Xi Yuan.

As the Mystic Pearl pierced through the air, it emitted a sharp whistling sound. The sound was not harsh, but rather carried a kind of indescribable rhythm, as if someone were chanting ancient scriptures in the Void.

"Qi Circulation Sixth Floor? You dare to covet Mother Qi and attack me?"

Xi Yuan's murderous aura shook the heavens.

Chen Lingxi, riding the Twenty-Four Mystic Pearl, snorted coldly, "What is there to be afraid of?"