Sorry, I Only Know How to Use Ultimate Moves

Jiang Ming heard Hua Yunfei trying to redirect trouble his way. Of course, this was also one of Hua Yunfei's tests, meant to see just what level Jiang Ming's cultivation had reached.

After all, the world had changed. If a cultivator's breakthrough could draw down tribulation lightning, they were certainly an exceptional talent, a prodigy of their region.

The Eastern Wasteland was already lively enough.

Yaoguang Sacred Land was said to have produced a remarkable Yaoguang Sacred Son.

At present, Hua Yunfei had no idea that the other person cultivating the Ruthless Empress's Heaven Devouring Demon Art and Immortal Heavenly Art was the Yaoguang Sacred Son.

Moreover, once one cultivated the Immortal Heavenly Art, it naturally restrained the Heaven Devouring Demon Art. The stronger the latter became, the more it would become a human elixir needed by the former, perfecting the Dao Fruit of the Immortal Heavenly Art's inheritor.

Thus, Hua Yunfei had become an abandoned pawn of the Ruthless Lineage. Back then, its people had secretly approached him and deceived him into cultivating the Heaven Devouring Demon Art, claiming it was Ruthless's inheritance.

In truth, they had only wanted to raise him into a human elixir, awaiting the day an inheritor of the Immortal Heavenly Art would harvest him.

There was also Ji Haoyue, the Eastern Wasteland Divine Body whose existence had long since been exposed.

And now, there was Sanzang, the Western Desert monk whose breakthrough had drawn tribulation lightning.

Naturally, Hua Yunfei remained confident. He believed he was no less impressive, having obtained Ruthless's inheritance.

Only when his cultivation grew stronger in the future and he learned some truths about Ruthless's inheritance would he understand his own predicament.

Ruthless had simply lived too far back in time. Not everyone knew the secrets surrounding her inheritance.

Even present-day cultivators did not know whether Ruthless had been male or female.

"If Brother Haoyue is willing, I would not mind exchanging a few moves with you."

Seeing Ji Haoyue indeed look over with eager eyes, Jiang Ming smiled calmly and said this.

As the Eastern Wasteland Divine Body and an inheritor of a Desolate Ancient Family, Ji Haoyue had ambitions of his own. First, he wanted to become invincible in the Eastern Wasteland, and perhaps even across the entire Northern Region.

Ten thousand years had passed since the Demon Emperor's death. The world's Dao laws were beginning to revive, and in the future, Holy Lord-level combat power might no longer be the strongest force on this land. A brilliant yet cruel golden age was about to begin once more.

"Then, Brother Sanzang, let us go up there and fight to our hearts' content."

Ji Haoyue pointed at the sky and spoke solemnly.

Seeing Jiang Ming's sinister demonic aura and the bearing of an unmatched old demon, Ji Haoyue actually had many doubts. This was entirely unlike the records they had gathered regarding Sanzang's first appearance in Flame City and his experiences after entering Taixuan Sect, including the images recorded by attentive observers.

Perhaps it was related to this breakthrough. No matter what, the monk Jiang Ming had transformed into looked very young, and his cultivation should not yet have entered the Four Extremes Secret Realm.

Regardless, Hua Yunfei was delighted. This time, he could not only sit back and observe Ji Haoyue's progress over the past year, but also have Ji Haoyue force out Sanzang's true capabilities.

"Enjoying alone is not as good as enjoying together. Why not have Brother Yunfei join us as well? The three of us can exchange some pointers.

"Also, we cannot simply fight openly like this. It would be best to find an ancient battle platform or a secret realm. If someone uses a recording stone to capture our trump cards and secret arts, then spreads them around, that would be troublesome."

Jiang Ming's thoughts raced. If they truly fought, youthful high spirits might lead them to expose some secrets, which would not be good—especially the inheritance of Ruthless. On this land, it was taboo. The Heaven Devouring Demon Art could seize the origins of others for cultivation. Everyone knew that Ruthless had relied on this demonic art, using an ordinary body to suppress many powerful divine bodies and demon bodies, eventually becoming an emperor.

There had once been an invincible divine dynasty as well, the Feathered Deity Dynasty. Its Feathered Deity Bodies, Tribulation-Transcending Divine Bodies, and other invincible physiques had all become nourishment for Ruthless's Heaven Devouring Demon Art.

Because of her ruthless methods, later generations preferred to call her the Ruthless Emperor.

"That works. Follow me to the place where I usually train. It is an abandoned secret realm, broad enough to support a battle between us."

Hua Yunfei had not expected Sanzang to suddenly speak up and drag him in, but he had no intention of refusing. Constant secluded cultivation could easily stir a young man's competitive spirit, making him want to find a suitable opponent and fight without restraint.

Yet such opponents were hard to find. Now that two had appeared, he was indeed tempted.

Besides, compared to Ji Haoyue and Sanzang, he was somewhat older.

He was merely an ordinary mortal body, not some powerful physique. Naturally, his cultivation speed could not compare to the famous Eastern Wasteland Divine Body.

But Sanzang looked no older than sixteen. How could he possess such terrifying cultivation speed as well?

"Let me tell you, I only broke through recently. Still, feel free to attack without holding back. Even if your cultivation is a little higher than mine, such a gap means nothing to me."

As though he knew what Hua Yunfei was thinking, Jiang Ming spoke with direct, wild arrogance.

He was telling the truth. The monk he had transformed into was a first-generation being with two types of Innate Divine Runes—or rather, Supreme Divine Runes. In the novel Perfect World, the only one openly known to possess such talent was Little Six, the Six-Crown King.

Only because he possessed the Heavenly Tyrant Body could he sustain this transformation into a first-generation being from the Western Desert and borrow sixty percent of his talent imprint.

Sixty percent was already enough. It was simply not something a second-rate physique like the Eastern Wasteland Divine Body could compare with.

Ji Haoyue gave Jiang Ming a deep look. This Sanzang from the Western Desert was truly arrogant. He did not look like a monk at all—no wonder he had taken on such an appearance.

Hua Yunfei, meanwhile, felt that Brother Sanzang's temperament after leaving seclusion this time truly matched his demonic appearance.

Very soon, the two followed Hua Yunfei to a cave residence on Star Peak. When they arrived, they saw seven or eight old men and old women smiling at them, as though they had merely happened to pass by.

"You three, hurry inside. We will stand guard for you, lest you young people fail to know your limits and cause casualties. That would not be good. Remember, you are still young. This is only a spar, so stop before it goes too far."

Ji Hong, his white hair draped over his shoulders, spoke casually.

"Yes, yes. We will only watch and stand guard for you."

The master of Star Peak, Hua Yunfei's grandfather, also said kindly.

"Amitabha. Seniors, please do as you wish."

Jiang Ming was the first to state his position, smiling warmly.

Yet his sinister demonic appearance made the old men and women scrutinize him intensely, as though considering whether they needed to eliminate evil and defend the Dao.

"I have no objections either."

Ji Haoyue shrugged and said brightly.

"As long as the elders are happy."

Hua Yunfei was naturally tranquil and graceful as jade, more beautiful than most women. He looked at Jiang Ming and Ji Haoyue, then smiled helplessly.

Since they had all come, what could the three of them do? They could not defeat these old people, nor could they drive them away.

The stone doors swung wide. After entering the cave residence and walking roughly ten meters through a stone passage, mist rose before them. The next moment, the scene suddenly opened up into an ancient battlefield with uneven, cratered ground. The earth was covered in marks left by blades, spears, swords, and halberds, and the entire land carried a heavy, desolate air.

"This fragment of a secret realm was found in the Primordial Ruins. There are mountains within it, but they are barren mountains. There is water, but it has long dried up. The Formation Patterns arranged inside maintain the secret realm by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, along with the essence of the sun and moon.

"Even so, it cannot withstand clashes above the Four Extremes Secret Realm.

"As for little fellows like you, fight as you please."

The master of Star Peak, his hair grizzled and dressed in spotless white, stroked his beard as he introduced the place.

Jiang Ming did not put on any airs. He strode forward with Nannan still sitting on his shoulder, walking all the way to the center of the ancient battlefield within the secret realm. Only then did he turn toward Ji Haoyue and Hua Yunfei. "Amitabha. The mind is like a restless ape and a wild horse, difficult to subdue. I hope to borrow the hands of you two to help this poor monk complete his cultivation."

"Little Nannan should rest to the side and eat some spiritual fruit first."

Hua Yunfei glanced at Nannan and could not help reminding him.

"No matter. If you can get close to Nannan, it means this poor monk has already lost."

Jiang Ming waved a hand.

Ji Haoyue and Hua Yunfei exchanged a glance. Since that was the case, why should they be polite? Beating him up would be helping him—had he not said so himself?

As for Nannan, Jiang Ming was unwilling to put her down, and they could not say much about it.

Ji Haoyue attacked with a secret art from the Ji Family's Emperor Scripture—the Great Void Technique. In an instant, his entire body seemed branded into the void and transformed into nothingness. It was truly an unfathomable art, ghostly and divine. His figure rapidly appeared in different locations, disturbing Jiang Ming's state of mind while waiting for an opportunity to strike. Such a supreme secret art could neither be predicted nor captured. Before this divine ability, a cultivator's spiritual sense was as good as useless.

Hua Yunfei's blue robes fluttered as he performed the Star-Dipper Steps. With a single stride, he aligned himself with the celestial arrangement of heaven and earth, treading the seven stars. He became like a streak of azure light, carving out mysterious trajectories as he rapidly closed in on Jiang Ming.

Naturally, Jiang Ming could not hold back. Across three lifetimes, he would never allow himself to fail at showing off, only to get beaten up instead. He raised a palm before his chest and smiled as though holding a flower. In an instant, a black divine rune the size of a cinnabar mole appeared between his brows, gleaming with dark light. A black sun dharma wheel rose behind his head, as large as a millstone, with Nannan protected within it.

The moment the black sun appeared, both Jiang Ming and Nannan were covered in a layer of burning Netherworld Demonflame. Demonic light shone everywhere, as though an unparalleled great demon had descended upon the world, seeking to corrupt all living beings.

Dark radiance spread over a range of ten li. Within its illumination, Jiang Ming seemed impervious to all techniques, with all evil forced to retreat and nothing able to break through him. The area around him transformed into Dark Demon Soil, an invincible domain capable of imprisoning even space and time.

Ji Haoyue immediately felt that the void enhanced by the Great Void Technique had become like a pool of black asphalt. His movements could no longer be as elusive and unpredictable as before. Had the Great Void Technique not been powerful enough, he would likely have been unable to move at all. Even now, though he could move, he had lost his former advantage.

Hua Yunfei was in an even worse state. How could Star Peak's inheritance compare to the Great Void Technique? He was directly enveloped by the Dark Demon Soil and endless dark radiance, frozen in place. Without using a trump card, the battle would end just as it had begun.

Sorry, you two. I only know how to use ultimate moves?

Jiang Ming sighed silently. The drawback of the Seventy-Two Transformations was that he could not bring over every secret art and precious technique learned by the original body, unless his cultivation improved further and his mastery over the Seventy-Two Transformations deepened.

Besides, after ordinary divine abilities and precious techniques were weakened by sixty percent, they had little power left. It was better to directly use the first-generation precious technique nurtured by the body and unleash an ultimate move!