Destiny is ashes

Chapter 749 Platinum Fist (4400)

On the ground, An Jing stood with his chest folded, while a war god in armor, surrounded by golden light, appeared behind him vaguely.

This human-like figure of the God of War is formed by the extremely strong Taibai evil spirit, like a platinum-colored star descending to the earth. Although the facial features of the God of War are a little blurry, one can vaguely see the outline of An Jing. He is wearing a mighty battle armor, and his eyes have no pupils, only flickering flames, just like the heavenly general in the Taoist legend.

Ordinary people can only see the majesty and courage of this god of war, and the momentum that fills all directions. They unconsciously want to bow down to him, as if they were worshiping an eternal god. But in the eyes of true masters, they are even more surprised.

Because they can see that inside the Taibai battle armor, within the illusory human figure constructed by the Taibai evil spirit there are veins outlined by thunder. These veins are like mountains and waters, containing endless vitality and mysteries. These are exactly the 'Inner Scene of the Huangting' described in the ancient Taoist scriptures, which is also the 'inner realm of the body' which is the foundation of today's martial arts!
"This is me in the mirror! Has An Jing actually mastered the fundamental magical power of the Mingjing Sect?"

The leader of the Dachen envoys narrowed his eyes and looked serious: "How old is he? When did he start practicing the Mingjing Sect's methods? Such talent..."

On the other side, Yuan Longhai's leader nodded thoughtfully: "Using the mirror self as the core to control the innate divine weapon is indeed the method of the Mingjing Sect. If you want to attack, you can let the mirror self put on armor and attack. If you want to defend, you can merge with it. It is indeed both offensive and defensive."

In just a short moment, the crowd watching the conflict between An Jing and Kan Youli moved nearly ten miles away and left the Yingke Peak. However, the expansion of the circle did not make the crowd seem sparse, because of the huge dark clouds in the sky, countless warriors from inside and outside the sect gathered around curiously, wanting to join in the fun and watch what was happening.

"It's Master An Feng!" someone exclaimed, and when he saw purple-red lightning snakes flashing through the dark clouds in the sky, he exclaimed again: "It's the real person from the Taiming Sect!"

"Oh my god, they're fighting at full strength! Something big has happened!"

Indeed. Something serious has happened.

No matter what the reason was, before the ceremony, there was a conflict between the Mingjing Sect and the Taiming Sect at the level of real people. This matter is definitely going to get out of hand!
The more people who come to watch, the more people will know the whole story. As a result, the Mingjing Sect, whose disciples were injured, will never let things go peacefully, and the Taiming Sect will never give in because of this matter. The relationship between the two sides will deteriorate sharply.

But, this is An Jing’s purpose!

Before, An Jing was in the main hall of Mingjing Mountain, monitoring all suspicious elements within the sect and members of other sects through puppets and drones placed in various places.

The drones obtained from the Tianyuan Realm are so easy to use and have various shapes. They can be disguised as various floating lighting tools, lotus and lantern decorations placed in the corners, etc. The spies from the Huaixu Realm could never have imagined that those things with almost no mana fluctuations could actually record audio and video, so naturally they were able to catch them all.

The closer they got to the grand ceremony, the more frequent the spy activities became, and the various sects and forces were increasingly testing the Mingjing Sect, on the verge of a full-scale fight.

Most of the captured spies and secret agents who intended to spy on the Mingjing Sect's secrets were repatriated to be exchanged with other sects for their own internal spies. This was also the tacit rule for communication between the sects.

Originally, this conflict would have been resolved in this way.

According to Chen Yinzi, those Taiming Sect disciples who participated in the conflict should be repatriated directly to avoid further trouble.

But An Jing shook his head.

"No, Master, don't hold back."

He said calmly: "Soon, the entire Mingjing Sect and even Chenli will be turned upside down by us. Why should we endure these trivial matters?"

"Let me go over and test the power of the Taibai Battle Armor and cut off the arm of the Taiming Sect that is trying to attack me."

"……it is good."

How could Chen Yinzi refuse? He stared at An Jing who had already stood up and was ready to go, and couldn't help laughing: "You are right, we are going to turn the world upside down soon, why should we be stingy here!"

"Don't worry, no one will disturb you, no matter whether it is the Taiming Sect or other people in the sect, no one will interfere!"

Just like it is now.

In fact, Kan Youli didn't want to fight with An Jing at all. He was a Shenzang Zhenren fighting against An Jing, a Wumai. There was no reward for winning and there was a punishment for losing. The opponent's War God of Armor was completely at the Shenzang level. If he accidentally lost a move, he would definitely become a laughing stock like He Wuchang.

Not to mention, the ceremony was about to begin and he had another mission to do. If he injured An Jing during the fight and was expelled from the country, some things would be difficult to handle.

Therefore, the moment he was knocked away by An Jing, Kan Youli wanted to call on his 'companions in the sect' to come and settle the matter, but he could not get in touch with them. It was obvious that a True Lord had taken action and cut off all contact.

At this point, he has no other choice.

Abandoning all illusions of a ‘good ending’, surrounded by the endless clouds of Hades, Kan Youli let out a long breath: “I didn’t mean to make such a big fuss.”

Zhenren looked at An Jing, a deep darkness flashed in his blue-gray pupils. He raised his right hand, and a small bronze tripod appeared in his palm, then quickly grew larger: "Boy, you asked for this."

An Jing is indeed very powerful. With the Taibai Battle Armor, he is indeed a real-life-level fighter. The speed of his burst is so fast that even he himself finds it difficult to react. However, Kan Youli has never thought that he would lose. This is not simply arrogance, but the confidence that has made him invincible over the years. From an abandoned beggar to where he is today, he has never failed in any challenge. This confidence is engraved in his bones.

He pressed his hand downward, and the bronze tripod tilted slightly, dropping streams of inky aura that fell from the dark clouds like a waterfall. This was the magical power [Nine Springs Flooding Water], which was the purest condensation of the power of death and silence. Only a cup of it could be spread out to massacre a town. As long as the essence had not reached the realm of a true person to reshape himself, even a martial arts master would be killed instantly. It was just right for dealing with An Jing, who had a martial arts meridian that relied on external forces.

But this move had no effect on An Jing at all. He activated the Taibai Haoling Divine Prohibition, and liquid Taibai Lingsha flowed in his body. Highly compressed gold energy circulated inside his meridians, and the platinum-colored sheen on the outside solidified into layers of shining spiritual patterns around his body.

"Is this the only boring trick you can use?"

An Jing raised his hand, and Zhan Kai also raised his hand, and with a slight wave, they dispersed the mist of Nine Springs Floodwater that kept escaping. "This little trick has no effect on me, Kan Youli, do you want to hit me twice and then say that you don't bully the weak, and then run away in disgrace and declare yourself victorious? Are all warriors of Taiming Sect like this?"

Having said this, An Jing's voice was like thunder, spreading in all directions and into the ears of all the onlookers: "I advise you not to have such petty thoughts, otherwise, the next time people mention your name, the impression that comes to their minds will definitely be that of me, An Jing, who was defeated by them!"

Kan Youli had a blank expression on his face, but in fact the veins on his neck were bulging. He sneered and said nothing more. Instead, he lifted the bronze tripod in his hand, locked onto An Jing, and began to infuse spiritual evil with all his strength.

The name of this tripod is 'Cheng You Wan Fa'. It is a magic weapon that Kan You Li spent hundreds of years designing and forging bit by bit. It is the weapon that best suits his fate and fighting method of [Yang changes into Yin]. It specializes in the two abilities of 'change' and 'shaping'.

The dark clouds in the cauldron surged, and in less than a breath, under Kan Youli's control, it instantly burst out nearly a thousand completely different spells, including dozens of "Flame Cloud Breaking", dozens of "Melting Gold Thunder", hundreds of "Solid Rock Falling", dozens of "Binding God Chains", and hundreds of "Underworld Mist". There are many other magical powers, [Light of Dusk Stone] can petrify people, even if they resist petrification, part of the body will be unable to move; [Karma Flame Burning] can burn the soul, and those who are not firm enough will be burned by their own karma in an instant.

This is the improvement that 'Chengyou Wanfa Ding' gives to Kan Youli. Taiming Sect, like Mingjing Sect, is a martial arts sect that focuses on internal energy training, and Kan Youli is even more so. His talent lies in his astonishing spiritual evil reserves and instantaneous burst ability. In contrast, his close combat is mediocre.

But the Chengyou Wanfa Ding is different. In essence, it is a magical weapon that solidifies all the magic techniques practiced by Kan Youli. It only needs to receive spiritual evil spirits and can bombard the enemy with overwhelming firepower and the principles of the Way of Death hidden in it without any thinking.

At this moment, the magic spells released by nearly a thousand Shenzang Zhenren exploded with terrifying power. The whistling shock waves set off an extremely hot mushroom cloud. It can basically be said that the entire Yingke Peak Square has been pierced, not to mention An Jing who was at the core.

"Humph."

Seeing this, Kan Youli was not worried that An Jing would die. He was very clear about the power of the Taibai Battle Armor. After all, he was just knocked away by a punch. With the protection of such a battle armor, An Jing would be seriously injured at most, but would definitely not die... But it didn't matter. Anyway, this possible trump card of the Mingjing Sect, the divine destiny that would rebuild the sect in the future, would be completely isolated from subsequent actions!
Without the interference of divine orders, their plan will definitely succeed!
However, as the smoke gradually dissipated, a platinum-colored figure stood in the center of countless high-temperature and high-heat explosions. It was the undamaged An Jing and Taibai armor. He had somehow managed to break free from Kan Youli's lock and was not affected by the attack of Wanfa Ding.

An Jing moved his arms and fists. He calmly looked at Kan Youli who was activating the Wanfa Cauldron for the second time without hesitation: "The power is enough, but it's useless if you can't hit anyone."

"Kan Youli, next, I'm going to slap you in the face."

hum!
"what?!"

The next moment, the figures of An Jing and Taibai Zhan Armor disappeared from the spot, and Kan Youli, who was about to release magic in mid-air, once again lost his lock on An Jing, which made him extremely unbelievable and he shouted "Impossible" in his heart!
As a Shenzang who has achieved the status of a true immortal, he had already set up his own domain of law long before the battle began. However, this domain of law was so huge that it had almost no impact on the heaven and earth. It was a purely auxiliary domain of law.

However, with this domain of magic, Kan Youli can completely lock down anyone within his territory, and no matter who it is, he will definitely suffer a fair share of fatal magical bombardment.

But, how could An Jing disappear from under his nose so easily? This is impossible! Unless...

Unless he can teleport?!
It's not teleportation, but a kind of 'stop time'!
Blood and tears flowed from his eyes, and his body and soul were overloaded! Semi-fused with the Taibai Battle Armor, and with the Taibai Haoling Divine Prohibition also breaking through the foundation, his mind and soul were extremely tenacious. At this moment, An Jing could use the Heavenly Time to force his thoughts and actions to accelerate to twenty times, and last for a full minute!

Even though Kan Youli's strength was actually far beyond that of an average beginner Shenzang, and An Jing, a Shenzang who relied on the fusion of divine weapons, was completely no match for him in terms of hard power, but with An Jing's beginner Shenzang's twenty times acceleration, he would absolutely not be able to react to An Jing's attack!

At the same time, even though his thinking was relatively slow, Kan Youli vaguely guessed the direction of An Jing's attack based on his simple intuition.

It's above!
At this moment, he barely raised his head, Kan Youli shouted loudly, the Cauldron of Ten Thousand Laws started spinning, and the spiritual evil surged, ready to condense thousands of spells once again and bombard him on the head.

But it's too slow, too slow.

An Jing and Taibai Zhan Kai’s fists have arrived!
His body turned into a stream of light and he leapt to the top of Kan Youli's head - then, he retracted his arms, clenched his fists, and smashed down!

There were no fancy special effects or unnecessary visions; it was just a simple straight punch.

All the details of this punch were reflected in Kan Youli's slowly widening eyes: An Jing's body was completely integrated with the Taibai battle armor and became one. The golden Taibai evil spirit was condensed on the surface of this punch, covered with fine blade-like sharp aura, and the Yinghuo blood evil hidden underneath was surging like lava, containing incredible destructive power.

The fist advanced inch by inch, carrying the most violent, primitive, dangerous and terrifying violence, and it hit his head unreasonably!

Like a star falling from the sky, unstoppable!

"what!"

With a roar, layers of translucent shields made of gray-black clouds condensed in front of Kan Youli. On top of it, the Nine Bends of Yellow Springs pattern flashed. It was the most famous self-defense formation of Taiming Sect. As a real person of Taiming Sect, Kan Youli had already learned this defense formation by heart. Even in front of an enemy that was twenty times faster than him, he still had a little ability to resist.

But it was just a struggle, the barrier was completely shattered before it could be fully formed, and the fist touched flesh.

Then, it was...

boom! ! ! !

The extremely heavy platinum fist smashed down on Kan Youli's face. One could clearly see that the tremendous force that was enough to move mountains and overturn mountains had caused the Taiming Sect's handsome face skin to dent and crack, and it shrank like an orange being squeezed for juice. The muffled sound of shattered bones echoed, and teeth fell out and flew everywhere.

Everything happened in a short moment. Accompanied by a violent explosion, a gray-black meteor fell from the sky, causing a huge explosion in the Yingke Peak Square.

But this is not the end! Even after being hit like this, Kan Youli still hadn't lost consciousness. He wanted to fight back, but An Jing and Taibai's battle armor suddenly accelerated, and a huge vacuum hole suddenly appeared in the atmosphere. He suddenly exploded again, and punched Kan Youli in the face again as he tried to struggle to get up and was trapped in the pit!

"you……"

boom!
"damn it……"

Boom boom boom!
"I……"

boom! !

For a full ten breaths, the continuous roar of explosions did not stop, and the entire Yingke Peak was shaking. All the real people and warriors who were watching this scene were watching this scene in astonishment and silence.

When the smoke cleared, only a human figure was left standing.

Even though his eyes were shedding tears of blood and his overloaded flesh was oozing red sweat, even his fists that were fused with battle armor had bones exposed due to the ultra-high-speed beatings.

But compared to the center of the pit, where you could barely make out a human figure, the horrible blood and flesh...

There is no doubt that An Jing won!

(End of this chapter)