The Rebirth of Bai Qi: The Way of Qi

Bai Qi gazed at the vast sky, his mind wandering, and looked at the boundless sky that had been deposited for thousands of years, feeling endless emotions.

I felt as if I were carrying a heavy burden in this endless world.

As he took a deep breath of the crisp, cold air, feeling the coolness brought by the frost and morning dew, he was completely oblivious to the endless danger that was slowly creeping towards him.

On the horizon, a glimmer of light broke through, and wisps of dawn cleaved through the air like sharp swords.

The earth has not yet fully awakened from its slumber; a thin mist hangs in the air, like a dream, floating among the mountains and exuding a faint air of mystery.

Bai Qi paused, focused his mind, tucked the Hidden Dragon Diagram into his robes, and turned to leave the tent.

He looked up at the sky, and the light that had returned to the eastern summit was accompanied by a chilling coldness, as if an ominous premonition was quietly surrounding him.

The Qi in the air gradually became heavy, and Bai Qi could almost feel the undercurrents lurking within it.

This is an instinct honed through countless battles, an extremely keen sense that can detect impending danger.

If he had any sense, he could vaguely see a blurry yet startling figure standing on the horizon not far away.

It was him, Li Si—the strategist who moved through the shadows like a ghost.

Li Si, clad in a green robe, stood atop a hill, surrounded by a hazy, shimmering halo, seemingly brewing a grand scheme.

At this moment, Li Si was like a god, his aged face radiating absolute power, his eyes filled with confidence and composure.

Bai Qi's heart was as still as water, a rare tranquility, yet this serenity concealed countless turbulent waves.

His eyes never left the figure of that familiar enemy. Li Si's presence was like a snake in a dish, cold and untamable.

However, in this turbulent and unpredictable world, only by outwitting and outmaneuvering the enemy can one find a safe haven amidst the global situation.

However, Li Si remained calm and composed, yet he delivered a result that caught both sides off guard.

Just as it was about to be turned upside down, a dazzling light suddenly appeared in the sky, and a thunderous roar swept in!

In an instant, thunder roared through the sky, followed by a furious roar, as if a god from the ancient sea had descended to punish them.

The fierce winds all around suddenly stopped, and everything in the world seemed to freeze in that instant.

Thunder roared, lightning flashed across the sky, and flames, like tongues, surged with incredible speed.

As if struck from nowhere, it roared and opened up a rift like that of ancient mythology, tearing the earth and sky apart.

The Heavenly Thunder is a test in response to the endless strife in the world.

The overwhelming pressure of the laws of heaven and earth has already formed, as if the heavens are on patrol, intending to cleanse the sins of this mortal world one by one.

Bai Qi knew he was at the center of this enormous phenomenon, enveloped by an inexplicable sense of oppression, feeling suffocated even under the pressure of this boundless power.

"General, at this critical moment, please do not hesitate!"

A familiar voice rang out, and Han Fu was already beside Bai Qi without realizing it.

Her eyes were bright, her armor shimmered in the lightning, and her expression was incredibly resolute.

"This divine might is impartial and boundless, and it will inevitably affect all of us. Only by joining forces can we break through and find another way out of this life-or-death situation!"

Bai Qi nodded slightly, his hand already gripping the hilt of his sword, his body radiating with Qi.

If he were to fight now, he would stand against the wind, letting the boundless thunder engulf him in the heavens and earth.

At this moment, Bai Qi is once again the one who bravely faced this strange phenomenon.

Before him lay the wrath of destiny, more powerful than any enemy.

The surrounding air was filled with a scorching energy, as if the power of heaven and earth had transformed into countless swarms of thunderbolts.

"Don't panic when you arrive at Linji, for there is a cause and an effect," he said slowly, his eyes piercing and resolute.

Li Si's figure in the distance, though etched in ink, gradually seemed to vanish without a trace.

He too became a participant in this divine punishment.

The thunder roared like a plague, the energy flowed violently, and my mind and spirit felt as if they were being struck so hard they were about to fall apart.

Bai Qi's mind was in turmoil, and after only a short time of escaping, he chose the path he was most determined to take.

For him, this was not only a divinely ordained test that transcended worldly conventions, but also the ultimate purgatory for the cultivation of his own inner energy.

As long as the mind is as still as water, and is not shaken, the illusions within the consciousness will crumble on their own.

Han Fu and the others surrounded him, each standing in their positions, forming an unbreakable array based on the flow of Qi. This was Bai Qi's most powerful protection, which he was very proud of.

"The wind comes and the Dao follows." Bai Qi walked lightly, and where his feet treaded, it seemed as if life was standing on a tripod, and the Qi flowed like a tsunami.

"Gentlemen, Heaven's will will not prevail against a single axe; Heaven's general will bring down the Thunder Court. We must not lose our formation!"

His voice called out, and his words contained both immense awe and encouragement.

Sharp eyes pierced through the dust and mist, cleaving through the layers of cold haze that disturbed the world.

Amidst the roaring thunder, it was as if a colossal dragon with wings that blotted out the sky was descending upon the sinful realm of the mortal world.

This was Bai Qi's answer to these internal grudges at this moment. He was a powerful and famous ruler throughout the ages, but in the end, he could not fight against those who were on his side and had to kill them without a decision.

In that fleeting moment, as the heavenly lightning blazed fiercely, he remained calm and composed.

This is like a battle where victory or defeat is inevitable, emphasizing the importance of striving for a thousand miles ahead.

Li Si's mocking expression as he looked up at the sky seemed to hold everything in the palm of his hand.

However, the current situation is far from ordinary, and its circumstances are not as common as those of King Wu's ordained destiny.

The thunder was already approaching, carrying an indescribable suffocating force that no mortal dared to discuss.

However, Bai Qi never wavered, because of the limitations in his heart, his path of cultivation would inevitably reach its ultimate point through repeated advancements.

An endless flow of Qi lurked around him, ready to strike. His heart, like a brocade, willingly collapsed, guided by the forces of heaven and earth.

Thousands of lightning bolts seemed to transform into dancers, disappearing without a trace with unparalleled resilience.

Such thunderous rage, if it could be transformed into unrestrained power, to control the world's movements and maintain balance above, without abandoning those who would sever it.

Compared to the long-term, ceaseless struggle, it is the pavilion of destiny that stands in battle, and its beginnings are as clear as ever.

Heaven and Earth open together, the spiritual platform reaches the Zhongyuan Palace, and together they strive and resonate. The Qi that is both empty and real is governed by its spiritual awareness.

Bai Qi stands proudly, needing no aid, his power unchallenged. He reigns supreme, and all around him follow suit.

Just then, Li Si suddenly strode out, holding a scroll in his hand, and smelled a long-lost chill.

He waved his hand in the air, as if reciting an ancient book of elixir in a drunken stupor, seeking to defy the dreamless realm of the Great Clarity.

Li Si's schemes surged like waves. She was saying, "The calamities that will follow are said to be extraordinary. Those who have not yet seen the strange things will find them strange, and now they will summon thunder."

Upon seeing this, Bai Qi's gaze suddenly sharpened, and a stern and unapproachable expression appeared on his face.

Despite the lingering echoes, the glint of swords, and the crisscrossing paths, his gaze remained piercing—his spirit as sharp as a hoe could be spread out.

"Today's situation is about using strength to exploit weakness, like a drop in the ocean trying to survive while trying to perish."

Bai Qi spoke softly, his aura as imposing as a mountain, engraved with an unyielding vow.

"However, that fierce momentum is not limited to my work; it is an enmity against all paths, and a mirror-like heart that is unintentional and without anger."

Having said that, Bai Qi exerted all his strength to gather the Qi within his body. This Qi, like a seedling transforming into a soul lamp, materialized into a shadow. The thunder that stretched across the sky moved, preventing the echoing sound from breaking through this illuminating light.

The flow of Qi, like a mountain peak or a great river, rises in response to the call, seeking to break through the dangers beyond the boundaries!

Although this experience may seem illusory, it is by no means merely a dream.

Heaven and earth have been transformed into an irreversible great war. Bai Qi stopped speaking, gazing at this scene, though seemingly peaceful, with all the common people flowing towards him, and the city walls about to be extinguished.