Swords emerge from Mount Hua, sweeping across the heavens from the world of Swordsman.

The moment he killed the four holy monks, he sensed Ning Daoqi's hidden aura.

Chapter 198 Overpowering Ning Daoqi

The recluse Ning Daoqi, with his tall hat and wide belt, five long wisps of beard, and a brocade robe embroidered with a Tai Chi pattern, stood out from the crowd, appearing taller than the average person and exuding the air of a free and detached hermit.

As a Taoist figure, his understanding of Taoist philosophy can be described as reaching the level of comprehending the workings of heaven and earth.

His unique skill, "Eight Strikes of Sanshou," was created based on the "Nanhua Jing" written by Zhuangzi and his disciples.

In the world of Twin Dragons, Ning Daoqi is an absolutely indispensable top expert.

Today, he is ranked alongside Fu Cailin, the master swordsman of Goguryeo, and Bi Xuan, the martial arts master of the Turks, as one of the three great martial arts masters in the world. However, in the later Grandmaster Battle at the Round Table Banquet, he slightly surpassed the two in strength and became the well-deserved supreme master of the martial arts world.

Such a highly accomplished person, yet he insisted on becoming a lackey of Cihang Jingzhai, which made Yue Zhuoqun feel utterly ashamed.

Ning Daoqi's face darkened, and he said with dissatisfaction, "Cihang Jingzhai takes the stability of the world as its responsibility. I am helping Master Fanzhai for the sake of the righteous path. How can you call me a traitor?"

As one of the three great martial arts masters, he wielded immense influence in the martial arts world. Especially in the Central Plains, who didn't show him the utmost respect?

He was very dissatisfied with Yue Zhuoqun's traitorous assessment.

"Heh, as a Taoist, you insist on helping Buddhism. What else can I call you but a traitor? A bootlicker?" Yue Zhuoqun was handsome, and after his rise to power, he possessed an air of unparalleled nobility. Even his calm voice was filled with majesty.

Ning Daoqi helped Cihang Jingzhai by claiming that he had to agree to Cihang Jingzhai's conditions in order to borrow the "Cihang Sword Manual".

But Yue Zhuoqun believed that he was in love with Fan Qinghui and was willing to become her devoted admirer.

The disciples of Cihang Jingzhai all possess an indescribable charm that unconsciously inspires admiration in men of the world.

Fan Qinghui was a famous beauty in her youth, with countless admirers and suitors, the most dazzling of whom were Ning Daoqi and Song Que, the Heavenly Blade.

However, Fan Qinghui preferred Song Que, and they did indeed have a genuine relationship.

The two strolled arm in arm, discussing current events, the rise and fall of dynasties throughout history, but unfortunately they did not end up together.

Because of this relationship, Song Que did not marry an ugly woman until middle age. From then on, he devoted himself to martial arts and did not indulge in the pleasures of the bedroom, which is why he became known as the Heavenly Blade Song Que.

In contrast, Ning Daoqi received no response to his emotional investment, yet he continued to help Fan Qinghui tirelessly.

What a sycophant!

If the label of "traitor" made Ning Daoqi lose face, the term "sycophant" deeply stung his heart.

“You arrogant brat, how dare you criticize what I have done?” Ning Daoqi said coldly. “I only showed myself to protect Qinghui’s life, but since you speak so arrogantly, I have no choice but to get rid of this demon for the sake of the world.”

His aura suddenly surged, like a towering mountain that seemed impossible to climb.

In the next instant, an unassailable aura surged forth with his hands, transforming into a raging torrent that swept over Yue Zhuoqun.

Eight-handed pouncing move!

Although this martial art only has eight moves, when he uses it, it is as if it were perfectly natural, with countless variations contained within it.

The same move can be executed in different ways, freely and without any fixed method. It can be described as unrestrained imagination, transcending the constraints of ordinary conventions.

The surging, raging energy filled the area, creating a magnificent and awe-inspiring scene.

But if you try to counter with your own strength, you'll land in empty space, with no foothold.

But if you don't resist, the waves are truly waves, washing away everything in their path.

This is the essence of the Eight Strikes of Sanshou—the unpredictability of reality and illusion.

However, Yue Zhuoqun paid no attention to the feints and realities in his attack, and with his fingers like a sword, he broke through the heavens and earth with one force.

If you are false, then use the light of your sword to shatter your illusion; if you are real, then use the energy of your sword to smash your obstacles.

Rumble!

The fiery sword energy, like a unified force between heaven and earth, swept across the universe, cleaving the raging waves in two and opening a path of light.

At the same time, cracks spread across the ground where Yue Zhuoqun was standing, the air paused, and his figure disappeared from the spot, appearing above Ning Daoqi's head in the next instant.

"What is real can be made to appear unreal, and what is unreal can be made to appear real. The changes between reality and illusion can never transcend the techniques themselves; they are all applications of force."

For me, force is merely one of the means to control it.

He opened his palm and slapped it down at Ning Daoqi's head.

hold head high!

The dragon's roar resonated, and true energy and physical power combined to form a divine dragon that crushed down.

The Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, Flying Dragon in the Sky!

Ning Daoqi emphasized the variation of moves, so he used force to overcome it.

Ning Daoqi's breath hitched, and he felt as if the entire sky was pressing down on him, his shoulders feeling heavy.

Before the Dragon Subduing Palm's power even landed on him, the ground shattered, and his feet sank deep into the mud.

Faced with such a powerful and brutal attack, trying to meet it with feigned strength would only lead to trouble. Instead, concentrate your power in your hands and strike upwards with full force.

We won't comment much on Ning Daoqi's character, but his strength is indeed formidable, far surpassing the combined power of the four holy monks.

By abandoning the use of deception and relying solely on brute force, he was able to withstand Yue Zhuoqun's attacks head-on.

bang bang bang...

The powerful energies collided, creating a deafening roar.

With each breath, the two exchanged blows more than a dozen times.

The sound waves rippled outwards, like rolling thunder, making the eardrums of everyone around them ache.

Zhu Yuyan, Fan Qinghui, Xu Kaishan, and Xi Ying were all figures who had roamed the martial arts world for decades, but this was the first time they had ever witnessed such a shocking battle scene.

Zhu Yuyan's beautiful eyes were filled with admiration, rippling with a captivating gentleness, and her admiration for Yue Zhuoqun was amplified infinitely.

Xu Kaishan and Xi Ying were mostly filled with lingering fear, but also relieved that they had acted quickly and wisely.

There is nothing shameful about submitting to such a powerful figure.

As for Fan Qinghui, her feelings were more complicated than anything else.

Ning Daoqi became the last person she could rely on; if she won, everything would be fine.

If they suffer another defeat, Cihang Jingzhai will truly be in dire straits, facing either annihilation or...

Feed the devil with your body!

The four words that Cihang Jingzhai disciples had always regarded as a disgrace came to mind.

She used to loathe those four words, but now that the sect was facing a life-or-death situation, she found them not so unacceptable.

Temporary humiliation is better than annihilation.

The Cihang Jingzhai tradition has been passed down for hundreds of years, and we cannot allow it to be lost in our hands.

His eyes couldn't help but glance towards Shi Feixuan's secluded cultivation spot.

She could tell that Shi Feixuan was currently in a state of deep meditation, as if she had entered a death trap.

If Shi Feixuan can successfully break through the barrier, she will be the most outstanding person besides the founder of the sect, Dini.

Moreover, Yue Zhuoqun was not a disciple of the Demonic Sect; he merely assumed the position of Holy Lord.

After yielding, Zhu Yuyan used Yue Zhuoqun's power to unify the various sects of the Demonic Sect.

Why can't Cihang Jingzhai do the same?

Ultimately, it's just a matter of changing the target of support. Yue Zhuoqun's ability to get the He Shi Bi to recognize its owner certainly shows the qualities of a monarch.

Once Shi Feixuan has mastered martial arts, with the help of Yue Zhuoqun's power, Cihang Jingzhai will one day regain its former glory.

As her thoughts shifted, the great battle on the field reached its final stage.

Yue Zhuoqun's spirit and energy reached their peak. Under the unification of the imperial will, all kinds of martial arts and Taoist principles merged into one punch, which crashed down.

Bang!

Divine light flashed, and chaotic energy surged continuously.

Once the dust had settled, Yue Zhuoqun landed on the field with his hands behind his back, his domineering aura completely subdued, and he transformed back into an impeccably handsome young man.

Ning Daoqi's lower body was buried in the ground, his brocade robe was tattered, and his aura was weak.

Chapter 199 Planting the Dao Embryo

"It seems that not only will you fail to eliminate me, but you'll also risk your own life," Yue Zhuoqun said calmly, looking at the weakened Ning Daoqi.

Ning Daoqi appeared to be out of danger, but in reality, his internal meridians had been severely shattered and his heart and lungs were seriously damaged. Even if he could recover from his injuries, he would lose 80% of his cultivation and would never be able to return to his peak.

His expression was dejected, and he said bitterly, "This old Taoist has been renowned throughout the world for decades, but I never expected to be defeated so thoroughly. Enough, enough, please grant this old Taoist a quick death!"

Since creating the Eight Strikes of Sanshou, his spirit and energy have become refined and profound, enabling him to achieve a state of carefree inaction and profound understanding of all things.

But Yue Zhuoqun's imperial will is truly domineering, commanding countless Dao intentions and suppressing heaven and earth with force.

No matter how many variations his methods had, he couldn't unleash their full potential and could only passively resist force with force, ultimately being crushed.

Such a defeat was a huge blow to my morale.

His own era has ended, and in his desolation, he feels a death wish.