"Boom boom boom..."
The sounds of collisions echoed in the sky, the powerful auras clashing as if trying to tear the heavens and earth apart.
This sudden battle also left Bu Ruochun and the others completely bewildered.
What's going on?
Weren't you here to discuss something?
Why did they suddenly start fighting?
However, none of them were weak, and with the help of technology, they were able to keep up with the aerial combat.
"Third Master, it seems to me... that Master Zhao's disciple is no match for that powerful figure?"
After observing for a moment, Bu Ruochun said in a low voice.
"I can tell without you saying it."
The middle-aged man said solemnly, "As a staff member of the Martial Dao Research Institute, I believe I have some knowledge of Martial Dao."
"But from that... powerful figure, I only saw the shadow of Spirit Martial Arts."
"Furthermore, the opponent's application of Martial Dao techniques is not particularly profound."
"Therefore, the other party is very likely a Heavenly Mandate Demigod!"
With that, the middle-aged man looked at Bu Ruochun and said coldly, "While you have this opportunity, give the order immediately!"
"Erase all your shady dealings!"
"If this senior wants to pursue the matter against you, let me tell you, even if the family does everything in its power, it won't protect you!"
"I told you then, you're too young to get involved in this kind of thing!"
You just won't listen!
"And your dad too, he's a complete idiot!"
"They insisted on this self-reliance training program, and now look what happened—they've created problems!"
Bu Ruochun remained silent upon hearing this, like a child who had made a mistake.
Now that a problem has arisen, if you call on your family elders to handle it, wouldn't you be burying your head in the sand?
"Old Bu, I think it's more than that!"
Beside him, a man who had come along suddenly said, "Didn't you notice that the powerful figure seemed to be instructing the disciple of the founder?"
"And I always felt that this old powerhouse looked somewhat familiar?"
Am I just imagining things?
"No way?"
"It feels like I've seen this person somewhere before."
The middle-aged man paused, then observed carefully for a moment before glancing at Bu Ruochun, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
Meanwhile, the battleground was in the air.
With the repeated training from the Battle Master and the combat guidance from Master Rui, Su Wen's combat strength, while not outrageously strong, is more than enough to crush a Demigod with the Battle God's Power.
In particular, the Organ Martial Dao are not the kind of cultivation system that has evolved and been repeatedly tested and revised over millions of years; there will inevitably be some problems along the way.
Who knows, in the Sub-Space-Time Organ Martial Dao might be completely overturned and rebuilt.
After all, the basic Qi and Blood Martial Dao, the Secret Medicine System, and the Spirit Martial Arts —aren't they all darlings of the times, the fruits of the blossoming of Martial Dao?
But now, aren't they being phased out one after another?
Only through repeated innovation and elimination can a true cultivation system unique to the Ninth Era be created.
Therefore, he looked forward to all changes in Martial Dao.
Are you insulting me?
The blood-red figure roared angrily, because every time he unleashed his secret technique, Su Wen would suppress him again in a very short time.
As a result, the stronger the burst of power, the more intense the feeling of being suppressed.
"Insult?"
Su Wen raised an eyebrow. This kid, hasn't he ever experienced the harsh realities of life?
He's practically Demigod, how can he say such childish things?
His eyes flashed instantly, and his killing intent was fully unleashed.
That terrifying abyss-like, hellish presence instantly caused the opponent's suppressed power of rules to become restless.
Is it a problem with the Organ Martial Dao, or a personal issue?
Su Wen was somewhat disappointed to see that the other party had shown a slight dejection simply because of the murderous aura surrounding him.
But since they've already started fighting, how can they just stop halfway through?
Others might consider Zhao Tianhan's feelings, but does he need to?
In other words, he noticed the strangeness of the Star Spirit and became wary of them.
Otherwise, the person standing in front of him right now would be Zhao Tianhan himself!
Tianhan is a fairly polite child.
"Zhi'er, stop!"
Suddenly, a voice rang out nearby.
The next moment, a majestic man in a golden robe appeared in the center of the battlefield, bracing himself with both hands, attempting to stop the battle.
Su Wen burst out laughing upon seeing this.
Without holding back, the Battle God's Power, which had Blessing many times, unleashed an extremely powerful strike that instantly sent the majestic man flying millions of miles away.
Then, Su Wen flicked his right hand, and the blood-red spear vanished.
"Zhi'er, that's enough!"
Just as the blood-red figure was about to attack again, the imposing man appeared instantly.
"Master!"
"On what grounds?"
The imposing man was taken aback upon hearing this, then straightened up and looked in the direction where Su Wen was.
Bow!
Salute!
"Teacher, you're back!"
These words were like a thunderbolt from the blue!
Who is Zhao Tianhan, the teacher of Master Zhao?
It's obvious!
But that person, didn't they pass away a few years ago?
These past few years have been spent in weeping and howling throughout the entire Human Alliance.
People constantly remember the image of the God of Wealth of Wealth, and they cannot imagine why such a kind-hearted deity would perish.
Isn't it said that those Divine Mandate Bearer, that the lifespan of the True God is infinite?
"Teacher, please forgive me. Zhi'er is not only my student, but also my little daughter."
After Zhao Tianhan stood up, he quietly transmitted his voice, "It's just that due to special circumstances, I cannot acknowledge the other party's identity?"
Su Wen raised his left eyebrow. From Zhao Tianhan's few words, he seemed to foresee a melodramatic plot that could be made into hundreds of episodes on television.
However, it's not too late to ask about this kind of thing after we've finished dealing with the important matters.
"You didn't alert anyone when you came, did you?"
Su Wen's eyes flickered, and he asked telepathically.
"The information I received is that there's been a problem in the battle on Zhi'er's side, and it only involves Demigod, so I created an avatar to handle it."
Zhao Tianhan said, "However, I don't know whether it alerted anyone else."
"Teacher, as you know, your comrades-in-arms, apart from the Battle God, are not so easy to fool."
Su Wen: "..."
Five hundred years have passed, and it seems the Battle God's simple and honest nature remains unchanged!
"Greetings, Grandmaster!"
Zhao Zhi'er bowed and said apologetically, "This junior... this junior truly did not know, did not know it was Grandmaster in person, Grandmaster... that, Grandmaster..."
Zhao Zhi'er was so nervous that she stammered and couldn't speak properly after that.
"It's nothing. I just saw that you've achieved some success in Martial Dao, so I was itching to test my skills."
Su Wen smiled gently; he could understand the younger generation's nervousness.
After all, this time and space has witnessed five hundred years of vicissitudes.
Its influence has been sustained for nearly five hundred years.
Given the influence over such a long period of time, it's normal to feel nervous when meeting someone you know.
Although I'm only in my twenties now, well... a junior who's four or five hundred years old, and an ancestor in his twenties.
That sounds a bit strange.
"Tianhan, let's not catch up now, there'll be plenty of time later. First, answer some of my questions."
While comforting Zhao Zhi'er, Su Wen asked telepathically, "Is there a problem with the Star God and the Star Grand Array?"
"And how did I die?"
"Why do I feel that the order within Huaxia and the Human Alliance is very chaotic?"
"What exactly happened over the years?"