Jiang Ming heard Hua Yunfei trying to shift trouble onto him. Of course, this was also one of Hua Yunfei's tests, meant to see what Jiang Ming's cultivation had reached.
After all, the world had changed. If a cultivator broke through and drew tribulation lightning, they were undoubtedly an exceptional talent, a genius of an entire region.
The Eastern Wasteland was already lively enough.
It was said that the Yaoguang Sacred Land had produced an extraordinary Yaoguang Sacred Son.
The current 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 someone cultivated the Immortal Heavenly Art, it naturally countered the Heaven Devouring Demon Art. The stronger one's Heaven Devouring Demon Art became, the more they would instead become a human-shaped great medicine needed by the Immortal Heavenly Art, helping its inheritor achieve their Dao Fruit.
Thus, Hua Yunfei had become an abandoned pawn of the Ruthless Lineage. Back then, people from the Ruthless Lineage had secretly sought him out and deceived him into cultivating the Heaven Devouring Demon Art, claiming it was Ruthless's inheritance.
In truth, they were raising him as human-shaped great medicine, waiting for the inheritor of the Immortal Heavenly Art to harvest him.
Then there was Ji Haoyue, the Eastern Wasteland Divine Body whose identity had long since been exposed.
And now, there was Sanzang, the Western Desert monk who had broken through in cultivation and drawn tribulation lightning.
Of course, Hua Yunfei remained very confident. He believed that he was no worse than anyone else, having obtained Ruthless's inheritance.
Only in the future, as his cultivation grew stronger and he learned some truths about Ruthless's inheritance, would he understand his own situation.
Ruthless had simply lived too long ago. Not everyone understood the secrets surrounding her inheritance.
Even the cultivators of this age did not know whether Ruthless had been a man or a woman.
"If Brother Bright Moon 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 so.
As the Eastern Wasteland Divine Body and heir of a Desolate Ancient Family, Ji Haoyue naturally had his own ambitions. First, he wanted to become invincible in the Eastern Wasteland, and then even throughout the entire Northern Region.
It had been ten thousand years since the Demon Emperor's death. The world's Dao laws had begun to revive, and in the future, Holy Master-level strength might no longer be the strongest power upon this land. A brilliant and brutal Golden Age was about to begin once more.
"Then, Brother Sanzang, let us go up there and have a proper battle."
Ji Haoyue pointed at the sky and spoke solemnly.
Seeing Jiang Ming's demonic aura and the temperament of an unmatched old demon, Ji Haoyue actually had many doubts. This was completely different from what they had investigated regarding Monk Sanzang's first appearance in Flame City, as well as his experiences after entering the Taixuan Sect, including the images recorded by interested parties.
Perhaps it was related to this breakthrough. In any case, the Sanzang monk Jiang Ming had transformed into looked very young, and his cultivation should not yet have entered the Four Extremes Secret Realm.
No matter what, Hua Yunfei was delighted. This time, not only could he sit back and observe Ji Haoyue's progress over the past year, but he could also let Ji Haoyue force out Monk Sanzang's true abilities.
"Enjoying alone is not as good as enjoying together. Why not have Brother Yunfei join in as well, so we can spar with one another?
"And since we are sparring, 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 not be good."
Jiang Ming's thoughts raced. If they really fought, they were all young and hot-blooded, and it would be troublesome if they revealed some secrets. Especially the Ruthless inheritance—it was a taboo on this land. 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 mortal body to suppress many powerful divine bodies and demon bodies before becoming a Great Emperor.
Back then, there had also been an invincible Divine Dynasty, 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 as well. Follow me to the place where I usually train. There is an abandoned secret realm there. It is broad enough to support a battle between us."
Hua Yunfei had not expected Monk Sanzang to suddenly drag him into this, but he had no intention of refusing. Constant bitter cultivation could inevitably leave a young man restless, wanting 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 with Ji Haoyue and Monk Sanzang, he was somewhat older.
He was merely an ordinary mortal-bodied cultivator, not someone with a powerful physique. Naturally, his cultivation speed could not compare with the famous Eastern Wasteland Divine Body.
Still, Monk 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. But go ahead and attack without holding back. Even if your cultivation is a little higher than mine, that small gap means nothing to me."
As if he knew Hua Yunfei's thoughts, Jiang Ming said arrogantly.
He was telling the truth. The monk he had transformed into was a First Generation possessing two kinds 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 Jiang Ming possessed the Heavenly Tyrant Body could he sustain this transformation into a Western Desert First Generation and borrow sixty percent of his innate 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 monk 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 suited his demonic appearance.
Soon, the two followed Hua Yunfei to a cave residence on Star Peak. Upon arriving, 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 watch over you, lest you youngsters fail to know your limits and someone gets hurt or killed. Remember, you are still young. This is only a spar, so stop at the right time."
Ji Hong, his white hair draped over his shoulders, spoke casually.
"Yes, yes, we are only here to watch and keep guard for you."
The master of Star Peak, Hua Yunfei's grandfather, also spoke with a kindly expression.
"Amitabha Buddha, do as you please, seniors."
Jiang Ming was the first to state his position, smiling warmly.
However, his demonic appearance made the old men and women scrutinize him closely, as though considering whether they needed to eradicate evil and defend the Dao.
"I have no objections either."
Ji Haoyue shrugged and said brightly.
"As long as the elders are pleased."
Hua Yunfei was naturally tranquil and carried himself with jade-like grace. More beautiful than most women, he looked at Jiang Ming and Ji Haoyue and smiled helplessly.
They had all come, and the three of them could not defeat these old men. Could they possibly drive them away?
The stone doors opened wide. After entering the cave residence and walking about ten meters through a stone passage, mist appeared before them. The next moment, the view suddenly opened up, transforming into an ancient battlefield with uneven, pitted ground. The earth was covered in marks left by blades, spears, swords, and halberds, and the entire land exuded a heavy, desolate air.
"This fragment of a secret realm was picked up by us in the Primordial Ruins. There are mountains here, but they are barren mountains. There is water, but it has already dried up. The secret realm is sustained entirely by the Formation Patterns within, which absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, as well as the essence of the sun and moon.
"Even so, it cannot withstand clashes above the Four Extremes Secret Realm.
"As for little ones like you, fight as you please."
The master of Star Peak, his hair gray and dressed in spotless white, stroked his beard as he introduced the place.
Jiang Ming did not put on airs. He strode forward, with Nannan still seated on his shoulder, until he reached the center of the ancient battlefield within the secret realm. Only then did he turn to Ji Haoyue and Hua Yunfei. "Amitabha Buddha. The mind is like an unruly monkey and a galloping horse, difficult to subdue. I hope to borrow the hands of you two to aid this poor monk's cultivation."
"Xiao Nannan should rest to the side and eat some spiritual fruits first."
Hua Yunfei glanced at Nannan and could not help reminding him.
"It does not matter. If you can get near 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? Beat him up. Beating him up was helping him, was it not? Had he not said so himself?
As for Nannan, Jiang Ming was unwilling to put her down, so they could not say anything more.
Ji Haoyue immediately used a secret art from the Ji Family Emperor Scripture. With the Great Void Technique, his entire body seemed to be branded into the Void in an instant, becoming intangible. It was truly an unfathomable technique. His figure rapidly appeared in different positions, disrupting Jiang Ming's state of mind while waiting for an opportunity to strike. Such a supreme secret art could not be predicted or caught. Against such a divine ability, a cultivator's divine sense was practically useless.
Hua Yunfei's blue robes fluttered as he used the Star-Dipper Steps. With one step, he aligned himself with the arrangement of the stars of heaven and earth, stepping upon the seven stars. He became like an azure shooting star, tracing mysterious paths as he rapidly closed in on Jiang Ming.
Naturally, Jiang Ming could not hide his strength. Across three lifetimes, he would never allow himself to show off and then get beaten instead. He raised one palm before his chest and smiled as though holding a flower. In an instant, a black Divine Pattern the size of a cinnabar mole appeared between his brows, glimmering with dark light. A black great sun dharma wheel rose behind him, as large as a millstone, and Nannan was protected within the black great sun as well.
The moment the black great sun appeared, both Jiang Ming and Nannan were cloaked in burning Netherworld Demonflame. Demonic radiance shone everywhere, as though an unparalleled Great Demon had descended upon the world to corrupt all living beings.
Black radiance covered a range of ten miles. Within its illumination, Jiang Ming seemed immune to all laws, with all evil retreating and nothing capable of breaking through. The area around him became a 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 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 situation. How could Star Peak's inheritance compare with the Great Void Technique? He was directly engulfed by the Dark Demon Soil and endless black radiance, frozen in place. Without using some trump cards, the battle would end just as it had begun.
"Sorry, you two. I only know how to use ultimate moves?"
Jiang Ming silently sighed. The drawback of the Seventy-Two Transformations was that he could not obtain every secret art and treasure technique learned by the original body, unless his cultivation advanced further and his mastery of the Seventy-Two Transformations deepened.
However, after ordinary divine abilities and treasure techniques were weakened by sixty percent, they had little power left. It was better to directly use the First Generation treasure techniques nurtured by the First Generation and unleash ultimate moves!
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