Invincible in Every Direction, Using Everything to Its Utmost

Before the three masters could even hear those two sentences clearly, they felt their bodies suddenly sink.

They were each standing on a large rock.

At that moment, the fall forcefully pressed the Shitou, the size of a water buffalo, into the ground.

A terrifying suction force continued to pull them deeper into the earth.

As the suction force takes effect, it also causes their body surface temperature to rise rapidly.

A layer of red light enveloped them from their feet to the top of their heads.

Silk garments and delicate hair began to curl and smoke.

"He buried his True Qi underground?"

In a flash, Song Zixian straightened his back and tried to lift himself into the air.

For a moment, the man's body was stretched by three or four inches, but he failed to break free of the ground and was greatly alarmed.

"Just how much internal energy is buried underground?!"

The excessive heat generated by the accumulated sunlight on the quarry surface masked others' awareness of the intense yang True Qi underground.

Song Zixian understood this in an instant.

But there was one more thing he didn't understand immediately.

The biggest difference between those Attaining the Dao enlightenment and those who Attaining the Dao not is that even after their power leaves their bodies, it still subtly forms its own cycle.

The power contained within a palm print or a knife mark can be preserved for a considerable period of time, as long as it is not triggered or neutralized.

However, the power retained from such methods is often limited.

Limited force and limited inertia are necessary for precise operation to prevent loss of control and automatic dissipation.

The power that Chu Tianshu buried in this land was probably being consumed and replenished simultaneously, continuously outputting energy.

The total amount of underground skill he has accumulated should exceed his normal skill reserves.

With such a large quantity, even just controlling its movement is not easy.

How could it have formed such an exquisite technique and emitted such a specific suction force in the blink of an eye?!

In fact, Chu Tianshu was Spirit Communication Aperture Opening and entered the martial arts path through body refinement. When he started practicing internal energy, his first wisp of internal energy was already Yellow Sprout True Qi.

With the aid of the token, he was able to selectively optimize his cultivation method each time, matching it to his own strengths and mastering his own nature, refining it through countless trials.

The purity of his power was enough for him to kill a Taboo martial artist back in the wasteland world, before he had even broken through to the next level.

Now...

As long as the power he outputs is within his sensing range, it can cause changes in an instant.

When the three of them unleashed their palm strikes from a distance, Chu Tianshu used the underground suction force to deplete their expended power.

Their combined attack fell far short of expectations.

It wasn't as powerful or as agile as expected.

It should be understood Attaining the Dao even if the attack of a master is seemingly powerful but ineffective, once someone actually touches it, they will feel an instant increase in pressure and be targeted.

At that moment, Chu Tianshu's figure disappeared from the pavilion, instantly piercing through the giant waves.

On the transparent giant wave, a human-shaped void appeared, but there was no time to react.

Chu Tianshu struck Song Zixian with a palm strike, using the shortest route and the most unrestrained and direct method.

Although this move uses a palm strike with the palm facing forward, it feels like a deadly divine sword.

The first deadly sword strike!

The first sword strike, though an introductory one, is the most illuminating and straightforward strike of the swordsmanship, and the cornerstone of all future changes.

Without hesitation, Song Zixian held the tail of the Ruyi scepter in his right hand and pushed his left palm against the top of the Ruyi scepter to parry the attack.

As he made this parrying move, his arms grew thicker, his sleeves stiffened, and he became round and pillar-like, but his body seemed to become longer and thinner.

Solid arms, but an empty body!

He intended to use this collision, like a swallow skillfully piercing through the clouds, or a piece of iron breaking through the long wind, to fly backward out of the suction range.

However, just as Chu Tianshu's palm was about to strike the Ruyi, the surface of the brass Ruyi suddenly turned black.

Bang!!!

Chu Tianshu's palm strike first hit the black blade, and then slammed into the surface of the brass ruyi.

Both weapons vibrated and hummed loudly when he struck them together.

Song Zixian's face turned pale.

This palm strike clearly carried the Sword Intent, yet it was inexplicably heavy. Even stranger, there was no vibration when it was struck, and it only erupted at the moment of impact.

For someone who practices martial arts, it is easy to make the thin, sharp edge of a sword vibrate.

But holding a meteor hammer, even when the chain is swung to its longest point and the meteor hammer has already flown out, the hammerhead still vibrates in mid-air.

This is no longer a human skill, but rather a divine skill.

It was a resonance caused by thunder from the heavens, rather than the technique performed by a mortal wielding a hammer.

This move is a masterful transformation of the Death-Claiming Sword and Vajra Palm into Palm Thunder.

If it weren't for Fa Wendao intervening, he wouldn't have been able to stop it.

Song Zixian's attempt to create a real arm while maintaining a virtual body will likely only result in his torso being torn apart. Even so, his heart meridian was damaged by the shock.

Fa Wendao's lips twitched slightly; his strike was originally aimed forward.

Chu Tianshu's palm will directly collide with the blade.

But when Chu Tianshu actually pressed his hand down, the blade was forced to rotate a quarter of a turn.

This turn caused the Fa Wendao to ache, and a faint trace of blood appeared at the base of the thumb.

"This person's pure foundation alone is enough to overpower any one of us; we must join forces!"

When the Fa Wendao and the mind is moved.

Chu Tianshu turned her face toward him, her eyes turning from blue to red, bright and terrified.

"You're the strongest?"

The ashes of ninety-nine tribulations, the embers beneath the embers, the Sword Intent piercing the eyes and wounding.

When Fa Wendao met that gaze, he felt as if his eyes had been branded with a hot iron, a burning, stinging sensation that made his eyelids involuntarily close.

Although his eyelids were closed, his two-foot-six-inch-long sword moved at will, observing every subtle change in his surroundings.

The blade followed those changes, then suddenly swept to the right.

At this point, one thing needs to be emphasized.

Chu Tianshu has three enemies.

In Xiao Shexin's eyes, after Chu Tianshu launched a surprise attack with a palm strike, his gaze swept across the room.

His gaze first swept over Fa Wendao, and then landed on Xiao Shexin.

With that gaze, Chu Tianshu's aura reached its peak.

The surrounding aura of heaven and earth is like many lines that are difficult to discern with the naked eye, fluttering restlessly and rolling rapidly.

In an instant, his aura formed a phantom identical to himself, bursting forth from his body and carrying with it a powerful aura of heaven and earth, charging towards Xiao Shexin.

Xiao Shexin also struck out at this moment.

His palm technique was wondrous; the power did not erupt from the center of his palm, but rather was forced out from between his two palms.

The prayer beads in his hands were now spinning rapidly between his palms, forming a ring of golden light that obscured their original shape.

The golden halo even had a very obvious metallic luster and seemingly clear Sanskrit patterns.

This is his magical artifact; though it resembles a rosary, it is actually called the "Golden Dragon Heart-Renouncing Ring."

By sacrificing a period of painstaking effort, one gains a golden dragon in return, bringing great wealth, wisdom, intelligence, and courage.

The golden ring has not yet been fully formed.

Chu Tianshu's illusory figure slammed directly into the golden ring with his chest.

A black blade swept across at that moment, striking the surface of the gold ring with utter abruptness.

Back then, Fa Wendao at the White Horse Temple, specifically the "Great Monk Scripture-Cutting Saber."

In ancient times, some monks were not wealthy. In order to spread the scriptures, they would write the scriptures on a piece of paper. After writing, they would use a knife to cut the paper into more layers so that it could be passed on to different people.

The requirement for warp cutting knives is to achieve high precision with low profit margins.

Later, he practiced the Wood-Burning Saber Technique at Shaolin.

Ordinary monks strive to cleave a piece of dry wood 81 times without touching it, relying on frictional heat to ignite the wood.

After the eighty-one strikes of the Fa Wendao were completed, the wood did not burn; instead, it grew larger, as if it had swelled up from being soaked in water.

Because his strikes were not only fast, but also dense, they carried away every last trace of residual airflow, creating a brief vacuum.

The wood expands when the air pressure is removed, but it gradually returns to its original size after the cutting stops.

Today, relying on his intuition, he struck his target with a single blow and also realized how stubborn and difficult the target was to deal with.

That's normal. Given the foundation Chu Tianshu just demonstrated, it would be strange if this strike could easily chop off this person's hand.

After being forced to close his eyes, Ke Fa Wendao ultimately lost a sense of security, and unknowingly, this strike had reached its peak.

The iron blade, ignited by the extreme emotions of the demonic power, seemed to spontaneously combust, and impurities instantly transformed into purple flames, emanating from the back of the blade.

The blade was so thin that it flashed by and sliced the gold ring in two.

Chu Tianshu's illusory image wasn't actually struck by the blade; it was merely grazed before collapsing.

Xiao Shexin's face twisted instantly. "The law is in its question..."

But when the illusory image's vital energy dissipates.

Chu Tianshu's true form had arrived, and his palms, like lightning, passed through the opening and struck Xiao Shexin and Fa Wendao in the chest.

The Sun-Boiling True Scripture, Ultimate Power.

Boom!!!

Both of them shot off and crashed into the gray-white mountain wall, embedding themselves more than four feet deep in the rock.

At this critical moment, Fa Wendao's left hand was still held horizontally to his chest. Suddenly, his eyes snapped open, bloodshot, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Xiao Shexin's chest caved in, his limbs rested on the Shitou, and he could no longer cough; only blood continued to flow from his mouth.

Many cracked rocks on the mountainside, which had been previously quarried, were affected by the violent impact and fell from the heights, rolling and crashing down.

The rumbling sound of rocks colliding was incessant for a while.

Fa Wendao, amidst the shadows of the scattered rocks, strained to see Chu Tianshu.

Chu Tianshu claimed to be the strongest, and he himself believed so. He never imagined that Chu Tianshu would choose to mislead him, the strongest.

Moreover, he practices demonic arts, so his spiritual perception should be extremely sharp.

However, in Chu Tianshu's view, although demonic arts are good at changing and light and agile, they are also murky.

The Demonic Dao's spiritual perception, instinctively focused on discerning only the degree and speed of change, not "real" or "false."

When Chu Tianshu's intentions were imbued with the illusory energy, all changes and intense killing intent were contained within the illusory image.

But at that moment, his true form moved as slowly as a stubborn rock trapped in a dream.

Therefore, those who don't rely on their Demonic Dao are actually more difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake than other masters.

Song Zixian, however, retained her naked-eye vision.

When Chu Tianshu blasted those two people away.

In his shock, Song Zixian displayed the unpredictability of the Demonic Dao. Even though his outward emotions had not recovered, the extreme emotions within his internal energy refused to let go of any opportunity to kill living beings.

Especially a pure and powerful being like Chu Tianshu.

His Ruyi scepter split into four small brass snakes, which flew silently and stealthily towards Chu Tianshu's neck, navel, and genitals.

In an instant, Chu Tianshu drew his sword and stabbed it into Song Zixian's palm.

Even with Chu Tianshu's speed, he couldn't kill Song Zixian with a single sword strike after defeating those two people, let alone use four sword strikes to repel the four small snakes separately.

The sword strike was blocked by Song Zixian's palm.

Song Zixian had already realized that even if he concentrated all his power in his hand, and the power of his Attaining the Dao made his hand more than ten times harder than refined iron, he still wouldn't be able to stop this sword strike; he could only slow it down slightly.

However, the extremely sharp tip of the Sanqi, when it pierced his hand, felt like a raging torrent of ocean waves.

Song Zixian broke the sound barrier and was instantly sent flying into the distance.

This sword strike used the utmost intent and energy, but deliberately used no force.

The sharp, solid sword tip remained completely unaffected.

His aura overwhelmed Song Zixian, failing to break through his protective aura or pierce his palm. Instead, it strengthened Song Zixian's power.

The connection between him and the four golden snakes, which was originally faint and indistinct like smoke and mist, suddenly became like a strong golden thread.

As he was sent flying backward, the four golden snakes were also pulled away by his body.

"If things are hopeless, running away is the best option!"

Song Zixian was still in a helpless retreat, but he had already made up his mind to go with the flow later.

After Chu Tianshu sent him flying with a single sword strike, he finally got a chance to catch his breath.

"Call!!"

The remaining power from underground surged back into the young man's body in the blink of an eye.

After the prayer beads were broken in two, they fell to the ground and rolled away. At this moment, they were also carried by the airflow and floated into the air.

Chu Tianshu lifted the Sanqi rosary, and the two broken beads were caught by the tip of the sword, merging into a complete rosary.

Under Chu Tianshu's gaze, the prayer beads spun rapidly, gathering vital energy.

The perfectly round prayer beads, spinning at an extremely high speed, created a Taiji symbol the size of a fingernail.

Buzz!!!!!

Song Zixian was shocked when she saw the small dot that seemed to be golden, yet also black and white.

This distance, this difference in starting speed.

Whether Chu Tianshu came in his true form, or with Sword Qi Sword Intent, or even threw the entire sword at him, Song Zixian was confident that he could handle its large size with ease.

Other trivial matters are insufficient to bear witness to the battle between two Attaining the Dao beings.

However, there were also fragments of magical artifacts at the scene!

Was everything planned out in advance, or was it impromptu, yet every single factor on the battlefield was utilized to its fullest potential?

Song Zixian had no time to think about anything else. With a wave of his hands, four golden snakes merged into a Ruyi (a scepter symbolizing good fortune).

A single rosary bead had already struck out during the brief moment when the golden snake was forming the Ruyi scepter.

Shoot through his navel, break his lumbar vertebrae, and shoot out from behind.

When you go in, there's a small hole; when you come out, there's a hole the size of a bowl.

Puff!!

Song Zixian's legs went weak, and she collapsed to the ground, her face showing disbelief.

"How do you have so many tricks up your sleeve...?"

No, having many methods is nothing; Song Zixian has learned many methods as well.

However, it's rarely actually useful in combat.

The person in front of me seemed to be able to use anything at all.

"Using any means necessary" might refer to those who engage in scheming.

The person ahead... could use anything to its fullest extent.

Chu Tianshu remained standing there, took out a pill, and popped it into his mouth.

The Sun-Boiling True Scripture does not rely on medicine, but using some medicine can still have the added benefit of enhancing its effects.

This pill was a highly concentrated Qi-replenishing pill that he created himself using the Nanhua Origin Canon, based on Lu Yuande's formula.

He walked silently to the mountain wall.

You won.

Fa Wendao with difficulty, "Once the news spreads, all parties will consider tolerating your residence on Mount Denglai..."

Puff!

Chu Tianshu stabbed Xiao Shexin to death with a single sword strike.

Fa Wendao exclaimed in surprise, "What are you doing?"

"Don't you want to leave any room for negotiation at all?!"

The vitality of Attaining the Dao is extraordinary; none of the injuries sustained earlier were truly fatal.

Even Song Zixian, given enough time to recuperate, could recover his fighting strength.

"Only after the complete loss of three Attaining the Dao will they truly consider... negotiation!"

Chu Tianshu plunged his sword into Fa Wendao's heart, and blood splattered onto his tiger's mouth.

Sanqi obediently emitted a cool breath, helping to absorb the bloodstains from his tiger's mouth.

Chu Tianshu smiled.

After entering the Taboo, there is a stage where one must recognize the true nature of one's own Dao Path. Through the wasteland world and the War of the Seven Souls, one must constantly brush away the dust and fill in concrete references.

With this battle today, his martial arts style has been thoroughly solidified and taken shape.

"Besides, you evil people and demons, now that you're in my hands, how could you possibly think you can still go free?"

(End of this chapter)