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Chapter 1150 Sword Tournament Sacred Artifacts
In his anger, Dongfang Daqian's body reacted naturally, the wounds squeezed together and healed.

But a strange thing happened: the wound wouldn't heal. Even with his Heavenly Sect level physical strength, he was helpless against this palm-sized wound.

It should be understood that from the level of a powerful martial artist to a grandmaster, the transformation of the golden body signifies reaching the realm of "equaling heaven and earth, unifying the universe."

This physical body breathes in wind, rain, and mist, and travels with thunder and fire, already touching upon a trace of the concept of 'immortality'.

The so-called immortality means not only that the physical body is difficult to damage, but also that the self-healing ability is extremely strong, and that one is immune to all poisons and plagues in the world.

But true immortality belongs only to the Martial Saint; even if the Heavenly Sect gets close, there are still flaws.

The wound on Dongfang Daqian's face, which was a fatal injury to Tianzong's physical body, could not heal on the spot.

He felt waves of excruciating pain on his face, and he could clearly feel a tenacious force fighting against his body's self-healing power.

"What means?"

Zhou You, of course, wouldn't tell him that this was a small application of the Time Butterfly, and that this wound, which fell into the future, was constantly at work.

From a micro perspective, once the wounds of the Eastern Great Thousand Worlds have healed, the conditions for triggering the 'future' will cause the wounds to reappear automatically.

No matter how many times it heals, the wound will eventually reopen.

Before comprehending the Great Thousand Seal, Zhou You could at most extend the power of techniques, transforming current attacks into 'future' damage.

But damage is only done once and cannot last; it will eventually heal.

Since comprehending the Great Thousand Seal, I have been able to go a step further and directly stabilize the result of 'damage'.

Dongfang Daqian was the first person he tested his skills against after leaving the pass.

Blood was flowing, hot as lava, causing Dongfang Daqian's facial muscles to twitch and throb.

This wound is a great disgrace, undoubtedly announcing to the onlookers that Dongfang Daqian is inferior to Zhou Daqian.

"Holy Artifact Dawn, close up my wounds!"

The flame patterns that stretched for kilometers in diameter suddenly receded, and the air became clear.

He pressed the Holy Artifact Dawn to his left eye with his palm, and it hissed and steamed. When he removed his palm a moment later, a circle of bright red flame patterns, like flowers, surrounded his left eye socket.

A wound runs through the left eye and is surrounded by patterns, making it extremely conspicuous. Through the gap, you can see the flesh and blood inside.

This shows that the wound had not healed; it had simply been forcibly compressed and closed by the sacred artifact to stop the bleeding.

After this incident, the Holy Artifact Dawn is no longer usable and must be embedded in his body to suppress the wound, unless he doesn't want that left eye.

The atmosphere was extremely tense. Everyone could see that Dongfang Daqian had met his match.

Zhou Daqian not only fully mastered the semi-saint power of the Yin Blade, but also mastered the supreme swordsmanship of the Tiannan Divine Sword, well, it has risen to the concept of swordsmanship.

The Tiannan Divine Sword, now universally acknowledged as the number one person in the Tianzong sect, has most likely reached the level of a half-saint.

In other words, even if his overall combat strength is not as good as Tiannan Divine Sword, it is not far off.

"Hehe, I underestimated the Heavenly Southern Divine Sword."

Dongfang Daqian remained stubborn, preferring to admit that he was inferior to Tiannan Divine Sword rather than acknowledge that Zhou You was more powerful than him.

He believed that Zhou You's strength was due to the secret training he received from the Tiannan Divine Sword, and that he had actually lost to the number one person in the Tianzong Sect.

Zhou You chuckled to himself, realizing that even among those who practiced the Great Thousand Seals, there were differences in their levels of understanding.

It's obvious that Dongfang Daqian's Daqian Seal is far inferior to his.

While Zhou You was still using the Great Thousand Seal to study the 'Tao' and answer questions, Dongfang Daqian was obsessed with infinite power and misunderstood the Great Thousand Seal as martial force.

Such a clear difference in skill level meant that Dongfang Daqian was no match for Zhou You.

In this world, only the Heavenly Southern Divine Sword and Zhou You himself knew that Zhou You possessed the Great Thousand Seal; no one else knew. After comprehending the Great Thousand Seal, Zhou You tried it out briefly, mastering the magnificent intent of the Half-Saint Yin Blade and transforming the sword intent of the Heavenly Southern Divine Sword into his own, merging it with the Half-Saint Yin Blade.

This is the correct way to use the Great Thousand Seal, which is far more efficient than crudely extracting power.

"Zhou Daqian, your strength has its limits, but mine is unfathomable and unattainable."

Dongfang Daqian reached out and grasped, the shock from Zhou You's slash to his left eye having a dual effect on his body and will.

The intent of the fist was further stimulated and enhanced...

His strength surged again, almost doubling, giving him even greater confidence.

As expected, destiny is on my side. With the Great Thousand Seal as my safety net, no matter how strong the enemy is, they are no match for me. All setbacks will be transformed into nutrients for my growth. Zhou Daqian, you are doomed.

"call!"

The temple masters of the Shishen Sect looked at each other, and no matter how they looked at it, they felt that Dongfang Daqian was no match for them!
Han Yusou shook his head. "Could it be that we made the wrong choice?"

The implication is that he favors Zhou Daqian, with whom he has a better chance of finding a partner.

Unfortunately, Zhou Daqian ignored their overtures and remained wary, while Dongfang Daqian was much more proactive.

"Don't think too much about it. The Great Thousand Seal chooses its master, which means that the Great Thousand in the East is the future."

The Western Palace Master sighed, "I prefer Zhou Daqian; he suits my taste, but there's nothing we can do; we have no other choice!"

The operation of the Shishen Sect is all aimed at expanding the sect, and it is bound to rely on the goal of unifying the world.

Unfortunately, time waits for no one, and ultimately, the two Great Thousand Thousands had to cooperate with the Eastern Great Thousand Thousand.

"Don't worry too much. Even if the situation changes, we still have the Five Heavenly Kings..."

The conversation gradually turned private...

"Good, good, good!"

Although Mu Sigui was seriously injured, he felt extremely pleased to see Dongfang Daqian suffer repeated setbacks.

Wu Luoye walked over quickly and whispered to him, "We've discovered the whereabouts of Duke Chongyang."

"After he instigated the Wulin Stele to launch a surprise attack, he secretly left for some unknown reason and broke into the Sacrifice Heaven Palace to search for ancient books and materials."

Mu Sigui nodded emphatically, "That old dog, he was also involved in the plot to harm the great gentleman."

"It wasn't easy. We've finally caught him red-handed. Come on, let's go kill that old dog!"

Wu Luoye did not object, but instead looked towards the battlefield and asked, "Don't you care about winning or losing?"

"The result is not in doubt; Zhou Daqian will undoubtedly win. There's no need to watch any further!"

When Mu Sigui made this move, the other mixed-blood witches followed suit. Many people saw it, but no one stopped him.

Although Mu Sigui was badly beaten by Dongfang Daqian, his strength was not something that ordinary sects could easily match. In addition, he was clearly aligned with Zhou Daqian and was an ally of him.

Lian Feihong's side wouldn't make things difficult for him, and the other two sides were too busy to care; at most, they would send people to keep an eye on him.

Once they were some distance from the edge of the battlefield, Wu Luoye spoke up, "There's something I kept from saying earlier."

"Hmm, but you're worried about others hearing you? Now you can speak freely."

“We were watching the personnel at the sacrificial palace when we noticed that one more person had appeared, which was quite unusual.”

"Who?"

"Zhou Nanwang, who should have been the governor of Lihuo Prefecture in the southern border region!"

(End of this chapter)