I tricked you into thinking you had the makings of an emperor, but you actually did it?

The second level of the pagoda.

"Your Majesty, I will not continue."

After searching through several more treasure rooms with Shen Ming, Chen Dong decided to stop.

Human nature cannot withstand the test; greed stirs within him, which frightens him.

He voluntarily went into a prison cell, locked himself inside, and locked away his emotions and desires.

"It's okay, I understand," Shen Ming said.

Whenever this senior brother Chen Dong sees a treasure, his breathing becomes heavy and his eyes turn red.

Shen Mingdu was prepared to fight them.

Fortunately, Senior Brother Chen Dong managed to control himself in the end, which is commendable.

It is impossible for a person to be without desires; the important thing is to subdue one's inner self.

Upon hearing Shen Ming's words, Chen Dong realized just how obvious he had been.

“Your Majesty, I…” Chen Dong thought for an explanation.

"Judging by actions, not intentions, and no one is perfect by intentions. Your behavior determines who you are, not the thoughts that come to mind," Shen Ming interrupted him.

Chen Dong was shocked, as if he understood why Shen Ming was able to enter the Pagoda and why he could ignore the illusion of the prayer wheel.

This state of mind surpasses that of countless others in the world.

……

Outside the pagoda, the monk Wuhua put aside his suffering and focused on observing the various beings inside the pagoda.

"Judging by actions, not intentions, for no one is perfect when it comes to intentions."

Shen Ming's words echoed in his ears.

Shen Ming had almost crushed his sea of ​​suffering with one kick, which made him quite concerned.

Under his watchful eye, Shen Ming reached the third floor, continuing to ignore the illusion of the prayer wheel, and arrived at the door of a secret treasure room.

"Oh?"

The monk Wuhua remembered that this treasure room was guarded by a demon general.

After being converted, the demon general mastered the "Forbidden" technique, one of the secret arts of the Lesser Western Paradise, which is extremely powerful and has endless uses.

Just as Monk Wuhua was wondering if Shen Ming could defeat the Demon General, another group of people appeared outside the Treasure Chamber.

……

"Xuan Tianzi, you really aren't afraid of death, daring to come in here."

Ji Xuan strode forward, followed by two attendants.

He didn't see Shen Ming break through the sea of ​​suffering; he assumed he had broken his head to crawl in.

"I'm in a good mood right now, so I'll give you a chance. Get as far away from me as possible."

With the treasure before him, he didn't want to waste time with Shen Ming and shouted at him loudly.

Shen Ming raised an eyebrow. He had come at the perfect time; he was looking forward to experiencing the power of the Maha Boundless through actual combat.

"What? You want to fight me? Are you crazy?!"

Ji Xuan was furious, feeling offended.

"Even here in this Floating Pagoda, the gap between you and the Divine Son Ji Xuan is as vast as an insurmountable chasm!"

"Under the power of the Maha Boundless, the essence of martial arts remains unaffected! The true secrets and techniques remain unaffected!"

Ji Xuan's two henchmen played their part, speaking up one after another.

The third realm of the Innate Realm, the Yuantai Realm.

There are six floors in total, with nine steps on each floor.

Ji Xuan is at the fifth level of the Yuantai Realm, ninth rank, and possesses one unique skill and one secret technique.

His unique skills and secret techniques were all the result of countless hours of research and accumulation at each level of cultivation.

Upon entering the Floating Pagoda, he discovered that the difference in Maha Boundless Power among the top geniuses was not significant.

The key is whether or not the power of the Great Immeasurable can be brought into play.

If the mastery of a unique skill or secret technique is insufficient, even if the power of the Maha Boundless Force surpasses the original cultivation level, its power will not reach the same level.

Ji Xuan was proud that his Maha Boundless Power had reached the sixth level of the Yuantai Realm.

The ultimate skills and secret techniques are even more powerful!

Shen Ming is at the second level of the Innate Realm and has never reached the Yuantai Realm.

It is impossible to access the martial arts realm corresponding to the Yuantai realm.

Furthermore, the power of Maha-Boundless is related to each person's performance in the Sea of ​​Suffering, and Ji Xuan does not believe that his Maha-Boundless Power is greater than his own.

"Even if you have 840 million Dragon-Elephant Particles and a clear sword heart, you have never been to the Yuan Platform, and your original true energy has not been transformed. You cannot unleash even half of the power of the Maha Boundless!"

Ji Xuan is not saying this to look down on Shen Ming; these are the truths of the world and the foundation of martial arts.

Asking him to believe that Shen Ming currently possesses a unique skill or secret technique comparable to the late stage of the third realm of the Innate Realm is less advisable than asking him to believe that Shen Ming is the reincarnation of an emperor.

"So much nonsense."

Shen Ming was getting impatient.

Ji Xuan's words make sense. When he drew his sword just now, under the clear sword mind, he only exerted one-third of the power of the Maha Boundless.

Equivalent to the early stage of the third realm of innate cultivation, easily defeating the Flying Yaksha without being affected by illusions.

Logically speaking, the power of the Maha Boundless should be sufficient to unleash the Sword Thirteen of the Limitless Sword Technique!

Because he failed to master the martial arts outside, and now, under the immense power of the Great Void in this Floating Pagoda, he has no way to comprehend the Dao of martial arts.

This is what Ji Xuan meant by these words.

Therefore, Shen Ming could understand Ji Xuan's fearlessness.

This would certainly be the case for others, but unfortunately, you've run into me!

"you wanna die!"

Seeing that Shen Ming was still so annoying despite all his words, Ji Xuan was burning with anger and could no longer hold back.

Sometimes, a fist is worth a thousand words.

"Dragon-Slaying Hand!"

Ji Xuan let out a low shout and his right fist struck out like lightning.

In an instant, a blazing light burst forth from the fist, as if it were about to tear the void apart.

This is his ultimate skill, which he comprehended during the Yuanling Baptism when he was at the fifth level of the Yuantai Realm, thus activating his True Dragon Bloodline talent.

Now, with the power of the Great Immeasurable Power, its power has been increased to an even higher level!

Shen Ming slowly raised his right fist, and an invisible force began to gather on it.

It is the boundless power of Maha that is constantly gathering...

One percent!

Thirty percent!

Seventy percent!

……

100%!

All of Maha's boundless power was gathered in this punch, and the power it unleashed was in no way inferior to the Dragon-Slaying Hand.

"Ancient King Fist!"

A single punch, with the force of a thunderbolt!

Ancient King Fist is a fist technique that is simple yet profound, unleashing all of one's power in a single punch.

Regardless of one's cultivation level, one must unleash their full power.

Outside, there is neither the wondrous power of the Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Force nor the sharpness of the swordsmanship.

Under normal circumstances, Shen Ming often uses this to take down those who don't know their place.

Before meeting Ji Xuan, Shen Ming had already realized the problems he mentioned, and then he remembered the Ancient King Fist.

Regardless of one's level, the Ancient King Fist can unleash its full power, and it's likely that the power of the Maha Boundless is the same.

With this firm idea in mind, he stepped forward and threw a tentative punch, instantly turning a flying yaksha into dust!

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! It's fake! It's fake!!"

For a moment, Ji Xuan thought it was an illusion brought about by the prayer wheel.

He tried his best, but it felt like he was hitting an indestructible mountain.

The force of the recoil surged forth like a raging torrent, instantly shattering the momentum.

A sharp pain shot through Ji Xuan's arm, instantly turning his face pale. The pain, like an electric current, coursed through his arm, causing it to tremble uncontrollably.

The pain told him that all of this was true!

"Such a fist technique exists in the world! Isn't this comparable to supernatural powers? Who is the Ancient King? What kind of deity is he? He breaks the logic of martial arts and shatters the limitations of martial arts!"

Ji Xuan was incoherent and appeared to be insane.

On the Spirit Beast Mountain of the Xuantian Sect, an ancient ape that was sleeping sneezed, looked around with a puzzled expression, then turned over and continued sleeping.