The Heavens: From Film and Mythology to Conquering Myriad Realms

The square in front of the Sanqing Hall of the Quanzhen Sect.

The two figures clashed repeatedly, their energy whipping up a fierce wind that swept rapidly past the surroundings.

Huo Du brandished his folding fan and kept attacking Guo Jing, but Guo Jing easily dodged each of his moves.

"Hmph! What kind of skill is it to just dodge? Dare to take a few of my moves!"

Huo Du was furious that Guo Jing had dodged his attacks several times.

The Quanzhen Sect disciples watching the battle couldn't help but whisper among themselves.

"This Huo Du is incredibly powerful; his moves are so unpredictable."

"Hmph, Master Guo will surely defeat him!"

After figuring out Huo Du's martial arts style, Guo Jing no longer hesitated.

Guo Jing shouted loudly and thrust out both palms, unleashing a surge of pale yellow true energy.

Guo Jing's true energy condensed into a blurry dragon shape, which roared fiercely towards Huo Du. It was none other than the world-renowned Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms.

The palm strikes whistled like the roar of a dragon and the howl of a tiger, their momentum overwhelming.

Huo Du's expression changed drastically. He tried to dodge, but it was too late. He was struck by Guo Jing's palm and had to retreat repeatedly.

"it is good!"

The Quanzhen disciples cheered in unison.

Huo Du's face darkened. Knowing he was no match for Guo Jing, he gritted his teeth.

"Brother, your martial arts are superb. I, Huo Du, concede defeat!"

Having said that, he decided not to stay there any longer and embarrass himself, and turned to leave with the men he had brought to besiege the Quanzhen Sect.

A cheer erupted from the crowd, and Guo Jing smiled and clasped his hands in a gesture of greeting to the crowd.

Guo Jing then returned to the Sanqing Hall and exchanged pleasantries with the Seven Masters of Quanzhen.

Seeing that the competition was over, Lu Yao dispersed like the other disciples.

"Guo Jing was clearly holding back."

Lu Yao thought to himself as he recalled the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms that Guo Jing had just used.

Guo Jing's martial arts skills are among the top tier in The Return of the Condor Heroes, second only to the Five Greats.

Even if Huo Du's master, the Golden Wheel Monk, came, he would probably only be able to fight Guo Jing to a draw.

and many more!

Lu Yao looked up in the direction where Huo Du and his group had left, and a thought struck him.

After leaving Chongyang Palace, Huo Du and the others went straight to the Tomb of the Living Dead.

Before the Tomb of the Living Dead, Huo Du tidied himself up and, feeling good about himself, stood at the entrance of the tomb and shouted loudly into the Tomb of the Living Dead.

"Prince Huodu of the Mongol Kingdom has come today to congratulate Miss Long on her birthday. He has prepared some gifts and requests that Miss Long appear to meet him."

Huo Du smiled warmly and bowed towards the tomb.

"I've heard that Miss Long has declared that she will hold a martial arts contest to find a husband today. I come from a distinguished family and am handsome. I'm sure I won't disgrace the young lady."

Huo Du gently shook his folding fan, his words tinged with self-satisfaction.

Lu Yao, who was hiding in the shadows, rolled his eyes when he heard Huo Du's words.

Huo Du is really narcissistic.

Lu Yao no longer concealed himself, channeling his Nine Yin True Qi and throwing out a pebble.

With the blessing of the Nine Yin True Qi, the pebble, carrying a streak of blue light, shot towards Huo Du.

Huo Du, who was still talking loudly, felt a sense of danger approaching and immediately rolled over, narrowly avoiding the attack.

"Who dares to ambush me!"

Huo Du was in a very bad state after being hit. After getting up, he quickly looked around and shouted loudly with a very ugly expression.

Li Mochou, who was hiding in the forest, frowned, surprised that someone was hiding there.

"Master, look! That person is coming out."

Hong Lingbo leaned closer to Li Mochou and whispered, pointing to a figure that had appeared.

Li Mochou couldn't help but look at the person who had appeared.

A young man dressed in white strolled leisurely out of the woods, his face serene.

Who else could it be but Lu Yao?

"Everyone, you should go down the mountain. This is not a place for you."

Lu Yao looked at Huo Du and the others with a slight smile on his face.

Huo Du looked at Lu Yao, who had appeared, with a very gloomy expression.

"You've also come to propose marriage? How dare you ambush me! I'll kill you!"

Huo Du assumed that Lu Yao was also a martial arts practitioner who had come for Xiaolongnu, and looked at Lu Yao with a cold gaze.

Lu Yao was also taken aback; he had actually been treated as a rival in love by Huo Du.

"Think what you want. I'll count to three. If you don't leave, you'll die here."

Lu Yao smiled and shook his head, looking at Huo Du and the others calmly, his tone revealing no hidden killing intent.

Huo Du sensed Lu Yao's killing intent and was startled. His gaze towards Lu Yao also changed.

"Brother, it's unreasonable of you to let us leave as soon as you arrive. Do you dare to have a match with us?"

Huo Du carefully examined Lu Yao for a few moments, becoming somewhat wary, and decided to have someone test Lu Yao.

"one."

Lu Yao ignored Huo Du, his expression becoming very calm, and calmly stated a number.

What do you mean, brother?

Huo Du's expression changed, and he stared at Lu Yao warily.

"two."

Lu Yao's expression remained unchanged as he continued counting the numbers in a calm tone.

"Arrogant! All of you, charge! Kill him!"

Huo Du finally couldn't hold back any longer, clenching his fists and glaring at Lu Yao through gritted teeth.

"Hmph! I've disliked this kid for a long time!"

"Dare to steal a woman from a prince? You're asking for trouble!"

Huo Du's henchmen were already itching for a fight, and at Huo Du's command, they all brandished their weapons and charged towards Lu Yao.

"It's a good opportunity to test the martial arts in the Nine Yin Manual on these people."

Lu Yao narrowed his eyes and began to circulate his Nine Yin True Qi.

Lu Yao's footwork was as smooth as flowing water. He closed in on one of Huo Du's men, and with a sudden jerk of his right arm, he unleashed the Great Subduing Demon Fist.

The fist strike was fierce and unparalleled, like a dragon emerging from the sea, roaring out with powerful energy.

The person who was hit in the chest was thrown dozens of meters away, coughing up blood, as if struck by a huge impact.

The others who were about to rush towards Lu Yao were stunned by this sudden turn of events, unsure whether they should continue.

Lu Yao nodded slightly. The power of this Great Subduing Demon Fist was not bad. He wondered how it compared to the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms.

Seeing this, Huo Du also decided to make a move. His men were clearly no match for Lu Yao, and going up against them would only result in them being killed.

"Senior brother! Let's attack together!"

Huo Du gave a light shout to the fat man Darba beside him, and then brandished his folding fan to attack Lu Yao.

"Ah! I've finished a stick!"

Upon hearing this, Darba roared and, wielding his golden staff, followed closely behind Huo Du, aiming a powerful blow at Lu Yao.

Seeing this, Lu Yao did not dodge, but kicked Huo Du's folding fan, knocking him back two steps.

He then channeled his Nine Yin True Qi, and the Great Subduing Demon Fist, carrying powerful energy, clashed with Darba's golden staff.

"boom!"

The two men's internal forces clashed on the golden staff. Darba felt the immense force coming from the staff, his expression changed, and he almost dropped the staff from his hand.

Lu Yao glanced at Darba strangely, not expecting that Darba possessed such divine power, managing to bridge the power gap between the two when their true energies clashed.

Darba gritted his teeth, forcibly circulated his internal energy, and separated himself from Lu Yao. His large hand holding the golden staff trembled slightly.

"Junior brother, I can't beat him."

Darba looked at Lu Yao and said in a muffled voice.

Huo Du's face was also very ugly. Just as he was about to speak, a new situation arose in the Tomb of the Living Dead.