Narration System for the Journey of Martial Arts

Just as everyone was shocked, the prophet, who was hiding somewhere, suddenly appeared beside Liu Ye, grabbed his shoulder, and swept him to the other side of the square.

At the same time, the Grand Eunuch Hong Si also protected Emperor Ming behind him.

At this moment, Liu Ye's expression changed completely. He suddenly remembered that the fact that Emperor Ming was a Grandmaster was still a secret, at least to Ku Zhu Zi and Si Gu Jian.

As for Ye Liu, Fan Xian hesitated.

He knew that Ye Liu had made a move when the people from the Divine Court came that day. The prophet uncle had said that Ye Liu was likely invited by Emperor Qing. Liu Ye wasn't sure if Ye Liu knew that Emperor Ming was a Grandmaster.

The sudden brainstorming left Liu Ye's mind in complete disarray.

Fortunately, there are still prophets.

"Go do what you're supposed to do," the prophet said, patting Liu Ye on the shoulder.

Liu Ye nodded. He still had a wife and children, and Liu Ruolan to protect. At the very least, there was still a Barrett rifle there that could stop the fighting.

As Liu Ye's figure disappeared into the depths of the dense forest, the fight finally began.

The first to strike was Si Gu Jian. When he raised his sword, all emotion vanished from his eyes, leaving only killing intent and murderous intent.

With just one step, Si Gu Jian was already in front of Su Yuchen, his simple sword aimed at Su Yuchen's throat.

With this sword strike, boundless killing intent reverberated across the mountaintop, and the invisible yet tangible sword energy raged around Su Yuchen, piercing the hard rock with countless tiny holes.

"You're more powerful than I thought, with only pure killing intent. You've completely rid yourself of hatred, leaving only pure killing."

Su Yuchen looked at the sword strike and still had the leisure to comment.

The next second, two fingers appeared at the tip of Si Gu Jian's sword. The ordinary fingertips gently pinched the sword tip, allowing the sword energy and killing intent on the sword tip to run rampant. However, it was like a ferocious beast caught in a cage, only able to whimper helplessly.

Si Gu Jian's emotionless eyes lit up, his killing intent intensifying. He casually tossed aside the longsword in his hand as if it were a burden, his entire being becoming the strongest sword.

With a simple forward thrust of his fingers, a sword intent that disregarded everything else surged forth. At that moment, from the heavens above and below, from all directions, an invisible sword aura filled with killing intent pierced towards Su Yuchen.

Chapter 527 The Battle of Grandmasters 2

Facing Si Gu Jian's deadly sword, Su Yuchen flicked his wrist, and the longsword that had been between his fingertips landed in his hand. He then drew a circle around his chest with the sword.

The next second, Si Gu Jian's sword energy flowed like a myriad of streams, all pouring into the circle without being revealed.

Su Yuchen's longsword trembled, and the encircled sword energy surged to the right like flowing water. There, Hong Si's old figure appeared, pointing a finger at Su Yuchen.

Before he could react, the domineering true energy contained in his fingertips collided directly with the sword energy of the Four Directions Sword at the tip of Su Yuchen's sword. With a "hum", Hong Si's old figure was swept backward in a circle of energy waves.

Su Yuchen didn't glance at him once from beginning to end. With a twirl of his longsword, it stood upright on his left, like a towering mountain. There, the murderous intent of the Four-Looking Sword technique, "Looking Left, Not Right," was aimed at Su Yuchen's heart.

The finger sword, filled with murderous intent, collided with the longsword. With a 'clang', Si Gu Jian's body trembled and he immediately retreated.

"Boring! It only has the artistic conception. Although the moves are free and unrestrained, lacking the constraints and craftsmanship, it ultimately lacks the depth."

Ignoring Si Gu Jian and Hong Si, who were coughing up blood, Su Yuchen threw down his longsword and said, "Come at me all at once. I'll only give you one chance to make a move."

Seeing Su Yuchen, who seemed to be playing with a child from beginning to end, the expressions of the grandmasters present and Liu Ye, who was observing from afar, finally changed.

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"Do it!"

As Ye Liu spoke, his body and sword became one. The short sword in his hand, combining orthodox and unorthodox techniques, possessed a majestic and imposing presence, yet also contained a sinister and eerie quality, enveloping Su Yuchen's chest.

At the same time, the silent Ku Zhuzi moved like drifting clouds, his right palm flowing like water, free and natural, calmly and unhurriedly striking Su Yuchen's back.

Si Gu Jian, coughing up blood, reached out and a long sword landed in his palm. His eyes were completely illuminated by killing intent and murderous aura. He followed his instincts and thrust out a sword, aiming at Su Yuchen's brow.

Hong Si, who was coughing up blood, chuckled and pushed his domineering and kingly true energy to its limit. His blood and qi filled his head, his hair and beard stood on end, and a bright light appeared at his fingertips. He then leaped and pointed at the back of Su Yuchen's head.

Under the Emperor's watchful gaze, an iron rod slipped from the sleeve of the prophet who had been standing quietly to the side. He paused, and the hard rock shattered instantly. The powerful impact propelled the prophet toward Su Yuchen, and the iron rod in his hand was aimed at Su Yuchen's waist.

In the distance, Liu Ye's forehead was covered in sweat, his eyes were fixed on the battlefield, his fingers were loose but not relaxed.

Faced with the combined attack of everyone, Su Yuchen remained unmoved, showing neither joy nor sorrow, and was even too lazy to display any expression.

"You are the strongest martial artists in this world, so I give you my final respect."

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Yuchen waved his right hand as if swatting away a fly, and pointed his sword. A sword intent descended like a celestial river, with surging undercurrents, and together they overwhelmed Ye Liu's sword intent and sword energy.

With a casual flick of his right hand, the fingertips bloomed like orchids, brushing across the palm of the bitter bamboo and moving upwards along his right arm;

With his remaining strength, he pointed his little finger at Si Gu Jianjian. A light and graceful sword aura seemed to linger and dissipate the killing intent in Si Gu Jianjian's heart. At the moment when his sword aura was at its weakest, it deflected and stabbed towards Hong Si behind him.

His right hand fell, and his naturally hanging palm struck the iron rod with unparalleled force, like a meteor.

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In an instant, Ye Liu fell into the sword energy that seemed like an endless celestial river. His short sword was instantly submerged, and the sword energy, like maggots clinging to bones, entangled his meridians. He was forced back while spitting out blood.

Ku Zhuzi's right arm crackled and popped as the bones inside broke one by one, leaving a bloody hole in his palm that wouldn't stop bleeding. It hung limply at his side. Si Gu Jian and Hong Si, both coughing up blood, were like two rolling balls, entangled and thrown into the distance.

Just as the iron rod in the prophet's hand was twisted into a pretzel shape, a loud 'boom' was heard in the distance, and the Barrett rang.

At this moment, Emperor Ming smiled, and the next second, a true energy that was even more domineering and powerful than Hong Si's, along with Emperor Ming's finger, crossed the distance and pointed at Su Yuchen's brow.

As the gunshot rang out, Su Yuchen's eyes were filled with coldness. The bullet, faster than the speed of sound, struck Su Yuchen's right arm with a 'ding'. In Emperor Mingwu's horrified gaze, the bullet bounced like an ant hitting an elephant, landing limply on the ground.

Su Yuchen pointed his right hand together, and a fingertip of his finger, imbued with supreme strength and yang energy, resonated with Emperor Mingwu. In Emperor Mingwu's terrified gaze, a burst of energy spread along his fingertips toward his arm, and after a series of crackling sounds, Emperor Mingwu was also thrown out.

Su Yuchen looked at the group of seriously injured Grandmasters with indifferent eyes. He kicked out with a light and ethereal kick, but the Prophet was kicked out like a cannonball and slammed hard into an ancient tree.

Su Yuchen reached out and spun his hand, and the bullet on the ground fell into his palm as if he were holding an orchid. With a flick of his right hand, the bullet flew away into the distance with a whistling sound.

The next second, a loud explosion rang out where Liu Ye was. Liu Ye, who had just tackled Liu Ruolan and Li Ying'er behind the rocks, watched helplessly as the Barrett was blown into a ball of black smoke and scrap metal.

Liu Ye gave a silent, bitter smile, knowing that Su Yuchen had shown mercy, and also knowing that the last bit of affection between them had been completely exhausted.

But he didn't regret it; for the sake of the prophet, it was all worth it.

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Su Yuchen's eyes were cold and indifferent. Liu Ye's shot completely severed the last trace of karmic connection between Su Yuchen and the Liu family. Unconsciously, Su Yuchen's primordial spirit became more and more active, and the eighth transformation of the primordial spirit could be completed in an instant.

“I have given you the respect you deserve. Now, I should let you know what it means to be able to defy or reverse the will of Heaven.”

Amidst the horrified gazes of the crowd, a five-colored divine light shone from Su Yuchen's chest and abdomen, watching as he soared through the air, standing in the void.

His primordial spirit was released outwards, and his divine sense swept across the area. All the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a radius of a thousand miles was forcibly captured by Su Yuchen and its master was changed.

Ignoring the changing winds and clouds above, Su Yuchen raised his right hand. As he did so, the primordial energy within a thousand miles and the energy clouds on the mountain peaks rapidly gathered into an enormous palm, and a five-colored radiance appeared on the cloud-like hand.

At the mountain peak and cliff edge, the clouds for dozens of miles around had completely cleared, and through the mountain peak, one could see the terrified elite troops of the Northwest Camp at the foot of the mountain.

With a blank expression, Su Yuchen waved his hand, and a giant hand of primordial energy descended from the sky, like a god pressing down with his palm. With a 'boom,' a hurricane formed, the heavens and earth tilted, and everything of the five elements vanished without a trace as the giant hand passed by.

With a 'whoosh', the earth trembled, the earth dragon turned over, countless rocks tumbled down, the hurricane howled, and broken rocks and vegetation were thrown haphazardly in all directions;

The Northwest Camp was torn open the moment the giant palm struck, and was repeatedly ravaged by various natural disasters. When everything subsided, at the foot of the Glazed Golden Mountain, an enormous palm print was imprinted before the eyes of everyone on the mountaintop.

Chapter 528 After the Battle of the Grandmasters

Ignoring the deafening cries from below and the terror of those atop the mountain, Su Yuchen soared through the air, watching the newly appearing narration...

You severed the last vestige of causality in this world, your bloodline becoming independent.

You have gained a new understanding of cause and effect, and your path to destiny has improved.

Within the body, amidst the blood that resembled purple-gold, a flash of glazed sword light appeared, and a certain indescribable feeling vanished, as if some kind of constraint had been completely severed.

In his divine vision, Su Yuchen seemed to see countless dense threads intertwined between heaven and earth, and the movement of any one of them would cause the entire network to change.

As Su Yuchen watched this scene, it was as if he had seen the workings of the universe.

The next second, a thunderclap exploded in the sky, as if a thunder dragon was flying in the sky, and all the threads disappeared completely.

Su Yuchen chuckled and sat cross-legged in the void. An energy cloud drifted down to his bottom, and beneath him lay countless ruins, mountains of corpses, and seas of blood. A yin-yang divine light and a five-colored divine light hung above his body, truly a display of divine grace as vast as the sea and divine might as deep as a prison.

With the last trace of physical karma severed, Su Yuchen's primordial spirit became increasingly connected to his physical body. A mysterious spiritual energy and divine light merged, as if Yin and Yang and the Five Elements were manifested in this place.

Su Yuchen sighed, his voice like a Daoist chant, awakening countless people while also bringing with it a sea of ​​resentment and fear.

Su Yuchen's eyes were cold and indifferent. The will of Heaven was manifesting around him. At this moment, he represented the boundless will of Heaven. There was divine punishment, and there should also be divine grace. People feared his power but did not appreciate his virtue, and were grateful but feared his power.

In short, a combination of kindness and severity is needed.

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With a wave of his hand, the turbulent energy of heaven and earth was instantly calmed, the smoke and dust dissipated, and peace returned to the world.

The yin and yang energies behind his head radiated outwards like a wheel. With the insistence of Heaven's will, the illusory giant wheel, towering two thousand meters high, rotated between heaven and earth. With each rotation, the malevolent energy brought by the countless people who died tragically on the battlefield dissipated.

With a pinch of his five fingers, five-colored rays of light appeared, and endless primordial energy of heaven and earth poured into it. A primordial elixir, shimmering with five-colored light, floated on his fingertips and spun around.

With a thought, a harmonious breeze, like a spring breeze, blew in from the sea, and clouds rolled in like the ocean. Above the nine heavens, a thunderclap exploded, and the five-colored Yuan Dan at Su Yuchen's fingertip flew into the nine heavens, where it was blasted apart by the thunder.

The next second, the endless drizzle, shimmering with five colors, fell at the foot of Mount Dadong. Under everyone's astonished gaze, the bones healed, the wounds shrank, and the sea of ​​blood faded away.

A sea of ​​vitality overwhelmed Dadong Mountain. The broken vegetation was restored to life, and new buds sprouted from the ends of ancient trees. On the mountainside buried by rubble, new shoots emerged from the soil and swayed in the wind under the drizzle.

Immediately afterwards, Su Yuchen lowered his gaze and, taking advantage of the fact that the city gate guards brought by Emperor Ming were disheartened, his primordial spirit took advantage of the situation and, with the blessing of Heaven, altered their memories, turning them into Dao soldiers.

Having done all this, Su Yuchen sat upright on the cloud and spoke:

"Though I intervened, all causes and effects ultimately return to Heaven and Earth."

"From this day forward, Mount Liuli Jinshan will be my sacred site. Ten months from now, I will spread my teachings throughout the world from this place. All those who are destined may enter the mountain to hear my teachings. Anyone who obstructs me will be killed without mercy."

As soon as Su Yuchen finished speaking, the will of Heaven surged forth, and an invisible voice resounded in the hearts of countless people in the Ming Dynasty, the Northern Barbarians, and the East Sea. Although they did not understand why, everyone stopped what they were doing and looked towards the direction of the Glazed Golden Mountain. In the darkness, a voice told them that there was a destiny there.

Some believe, and some don't.

The believer smiled and strode towards the direction of the wind where the Golden Glazed Mountain was located; the non-believer shook his head and continued with what he had been doing.

Heaven's will is impartial and selfless; those who receive it are fortunate, and those who miss it are not fortunate at all.

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Su Yuchen's gaze swept over the four half-Grandmasters. With a flick of his sleeve, a stream of true essence transformed into an invisible wind, sweeping the four of them, along with a group of eunuchs, civil officials, and imperial guards, down the mountain path.

Then, Su Yuchen looked at Liu Ye and his group approaching from afar and said calmly, "Your earlier intervention has severed the last ties between me and the Liu family. This dojo will have no further connection with the Liu family from now on, so you may all leave the mountain now!"

As he spoke, Su Yuchen didn't even look at them, letting Liu Ye and Liu Ruolan leave with the prophet with wry smiles.

Su Yuchen looked at the temple priests who were walking slowly and looking uneasy, and said, "This mountain will belong to me in the future, but I don't need faith. However, the temple will have to be moved. You all should go down the mountain."

The five old men gave a wry smile, dared not refute, and hurriedly followed the prophet down the mountain.

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Once all the bystanders had left and the will of heaven had receded, leaving only Su Yuchen and his former servant on the mountaintop, he swayed and landed on the edge of the cliff.

Seeing the anxious looks in their eyes, Su Yuchen simply smiled, looked at the ant-like crowd below the mountain, and said indifferently:

“I will preach here for three years. Although I have no teacher-student relationship with you, I share the sentiment of passing on my teachings.”

"Xia Zhu, you have done the most these days. These Dao soldiers will continue to be under your command. When I leave, this Dao temple will also belong to you."

"Qiuju and Dongmei, you two can stay and help Xiazhu manage the temple and recruit successors; if you don't want to, then do what you want to do."

“Zhang Yi, I’m setting you free now. Ten months from now, I will preach here, and you can come and listen. After three years, when the preaching ends, you can decide for yourself where you go.”

After speaking, Su Yuchen vanished like a cloud, leaving behind only a mess. The group looked at each other for a moment, then Xia Zhu called on the soldiers to begin cleaning up the battlefield.

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Time passed quickly as Su Yuchen resumed his secluded cultivation.

In the inexplicable battle at Liuli Jinshan, all four Grandmasters, including Emperor Mingwu, were seriously injured. The Ming Dynasty's Northwest Camp, with its 30,000 elite troops annihilated and nearly half of them seriously wounded, was almost completely destroyed.

Just as the world was in uproar and the people of the Ming Dynasty were worried about the invasion of the northern barbarians, the northern barbarians remained unusually silent. There was no resumption of war, nor any invasion.

Amidst the silence of countless people, Emperor Mingwu returned to the imperial palace in the capital, issuing only an edict to reorganize the Northwest Camp and to open the Dongshan Road, allowing anyone with a valid permit to enter Liuli Jinshan.

Before anyone could even begin to speculate, news spread rapidly throughout the world that a mysterious deity resided on Mount Liuli and was spreading his teachings there.

While everyone hesitated, countless people had already set off for Liuli Golden Mountain. With the arrival of the East Sea Sword City forces led by Yun Zhijian of East Sea Sword City, and the Northern Barbarian martial arts masters led by the disciple of the Northern Barbarian Bitter Bamboo and the Holy Maiden Haitang Yijiu, there was no longer any doubt about this matter.

As time went by, more and more people arrived at the foot of Liuli Jinshan Mountain, but none of them went up the mountain, simply because the mountain gate was not open and the hundred or so ninth-rank martial artists guarding the gate did not allow it.

Chapter 529 Preaching

Over the course of ten months, as more and more martial artists gathered at the foot of Liuli Golden Mountain, along with many ordinary people who harbored dreams and were unwilling to settle for mediocrity, a town gradually formed at the foot of Liuli Golden Mountain.

Everyone was waiting for the mountain gate to open, so that the carp could leap over the dragon gate and become the next grandmaster.