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The commotion here was noticed by other martial artists as well. Those who had previously paid attention to Ren Pingsheng, the King-Level Expert, were all astonished to find out that he was merely a Half-Step Monarch. However, this had nothing to do with them; as for Ying Yitian's uncle preparing to forcibly seize the Treasure, they only regarded it as a spectacle.
"Boom..." The power of this grab was extraordinarily terrifying. Before the move even reached him, the momentum had already firmly locked onto Ren Pingsheng, causing his face to turn slightly pale. At a critical moment, he flickered and six Phantom Bodies appeared, narrowly avoiding the attack. Ying Yitian's uncle's strike only shattered one of the Phantom Bodies.
"Is that all?" Ren Pingsheng appeared more than ten feet away and said lightly. However, in his heart, he was fully alert. He understood the terrifying strength of a high-level King-Level Martial Artist very well.
"Very good, very good. As expected of the unparalleled genius ranked first in the Rising Dragon Conference; you indeed have some strength. But you have offended me today, and you are destined to die without a burial place. Die!" He laughed in anger, and this time he swung a Long Sword downwards, an astonishing edge piercing through the Void, the terrifying blade light rushing towards him. From afar, it gave the illusion of splitting a person in half.
"Hmm? It seems he has comprehended three points of the Golden Principle." Ren Pingsheng's expression changed as his aura erupted. The Windscar Sword flickered continuously, and countless Cloud Mist rose and spread out. Hundreds of white Cloud Mist threads shot out, colliding with the terrifying blade light.
Although they shattered after just holding on for a moment, fortunately, the Cloud's Profound Meaning was endless. Not only were there white threads but also those rising Cloud Mist that continuously consumed the terrifying blade light.
"Bang bang..." Suddenly, the blade light shook violently. Just as it was about to be exhausted, it broke through the obstruction of Cloud Mist and struck Ren Pingsheng.
"Cough cough... A high-level King-Level Martial Artist is indeed extraordinary." Fortunately, with the protection of Thousand Silk Armor, that last bit of blade light was already at its limit; most of its power was gone. After being weakened by Thousand Silk Armor, its force only made him spit out Blood but did not cause serious injury.
"Hehe, kid, go die! Let's see how many moves you can withstand from me." He grinned maliciously as he unleashed wave after wave of blade light without giving Ren Pingsheng a chance to react.
"This guy is much stronger than the Heavenly Saint from the Evil Sect back then. With high-level King Level Boundary cultivation and three points of Golden Principle comprehension, he's not weak at all." He thought while defending himself.
It should be noted that martial artists at King Level Boundary often have good cultivation but find it difficult to comprehend Profound Meaning. Without significant opportunities, relying solely on comprehension often takes decades to achieve even ten percent of Profound Meaning. Thus, some martial artists at King Level Boundary may have advanced their cultivation early but have low comprehension of Profound Meaning.
Ten percent comprehension of Profound Meaning corresponds to initial King Level Boundary; however, Intermediate or even high-level King Level Boundary might only achieve two or three percent comprehension at best. As for four percent comprehension, that would be an extraordinary Monster because at full King Level Boundary, one can only comprehend up to fifty percent of Profound Meaning. To break through King Level Boundary requires sixty percent comprehension of Profound Meaning; other conditions are not considered.
"It's a pity my comprehension of Profound Meaning is only at twenty percent; otherwise, I wouldn't fear him." Ren Pingsheng struggled to defend himself.
"Damn it, I can't hold it back anymore." Although Cloud's Profound Meaning was continuously surging under the Windscar Sword, facing thirty percent of the Golden Principle was still quite challenging. At that moment, several beams of sword light finally broke through Cloud's Profound Meaning and swiftly attacked.
"Boom..." Even though Ren Pingsheng reacted quickly, the sword light was too powerful this time, directly sending him flying and causing him significant injuries. For a moment, he felt the Golden Principle continuously eroding within him.
"Absorb it for me!" He spat out a couple of mouthfuls of blood and shouted angrily with a pale face. The Initiate Seven-Colored Cyclone in his Dantian suddenly spun violently, invading the Golden Principle in his Meridian, which was immediately pulled into the Dantian and ultimately merged with that golden light, making it shine even brighter.
"Die!" In that brief moment of hesitation, Ying Yitian's uncle had already arrived before him, swinging down his Long Sword. The momentum was terrifying, and the immense pressure caused Ren Pingsheng to stagger.
As the blade was about to strike Ren Pingsheng, someone suddenly charged out from the side. It was the same Golden Principle, but its power was significantly weaker—only about ten percent.
This person's Sword Qi managed to hold off for a moment, allowing Ren Pingsheng to raise his sword in defense. Although he was still sent flying, most of the force was dissipated, and combined with the energy consumed by the Sword Qi, he avoided a serious injury.
"However, the person who saved him was in dire straits; they were struck directly by another beam of sword light and fell through the air, scattering a series of blood droplets—an alarming sight. The person flew far away, their life unknown.
"Uh... Tang Danqing? Why did he save me? We don't seem to have any connection!" As Ren Pingsheng flew away, he clearly saw that the one who saved him was Tang Danqing, one of the Four Dark Horses from the Rising Dragon Conference.
Although Tang Danqing's strength was considerable and he now possessed Half-Step Monarch power, he was still somewhat lacking against high-level King-Level Experts. Not to mention that he had acted in such a hasty situation; it went without saying that he must have been seriously injured.
"Very well, someone actually dares to help you. I'll kill him first and then deal with you." He roared angrily; being unable to take down a Half-Step Monarch consecutively infuriated him. He immediately directed his rage towards Tang Danqing and lunged at the severely injured Tang Danqing on the ground.
"Damn it! How dare you!" Ren Pingsheng narrowed his eyes and shouted anxiously. However, upon catching sight of Ying Yitian in the distance, he quickly devised a countermeasure. His aura changed dramatically as Demonic Energy swirled around him; he was preparing to fight with all his might. He vanished in an instant and reappeared right in front of Ying Yitian.
"Hmph, you genius from Heavenly Martial Academy will be staying here today!" His blood-red eyes fixed on Ying Yitian as he spoke coldly. With a twist of Windscar Sword, green Sword Qi flashed and enveloped Ying Yitian in an instant.
"Haha, Ren Pingsheng, your strength is impressive, but do you really think you can take me down instantly? Just wait for my uncle; you're dead meat." When Ying Yitian saw Ren Pingsheng charging over, he was initially startled but then laughed instead.
Although he knew that the current Ren Pingsheng was much stronger, he still believed that he could hold on for a while due to their previous encounters. He thought that as long as he could last a few breaths, his uncle would arrive.
"Foolish!" Ren Pingsheng sneered slightly, and the green Sword Qi suddenly twisted, enveloping him like a cage. The Longsword in his hand, Golden Principle, shimmered, but unfortunately, the Sword Qi he unleashed dissipated upon contact with the green Sword Qi, having no effect whatsoever.
"Come here!" he shouted lightly, and the Demonic Energy surged. The green Sword Qi contracted, pulling Ying Yitian into his grasp.
At this moment, Ying Yitian was locked by the Sword Qi, his body covered in blood, every movement causing excruciating pain. However, he wore a dazed expression, seemingly unable to comprehend that he had been completely subdued without even managing to retaliate.
"I advise you to let go of my friend; otherwise, I can't guarantee your nephew's life," Ren Pingsheng said with a faint smile as he looked at the middle-aged man in the distance.
"You... you better release Ying Tian; otherwise, I will make sure you die a terrible death," he said hesitantly after glancing at Tang Danqing in his hands.
"Is that so?" Ren Pingsheng replied noncommittally. Then, with a thought, the Sword Qi suddenly contracted again. Ying Yitian let out a scream as blood gushed from his body due to the slicing of the Sword Qi.
"If you don't hurry up, I can't guarantee that if I get scared and my hand shakes, your nephew might just breathe his last."
"Very well..." The uncle of Ying Yitian, furious and with hair standing on end, dared not hesitate any longer and immediately threw Tang Danqing over.
Ren Pingsheng caught Tang Danqing effortlessly. Fortunately, he was only severely injured and not in mortal danger. Seeing that he was safe, he merely nodded and began to close his eyes to heal.
"Alright, the person has been released; hurry up and let Ying Tian go."
"I'm not in a hurry; I'll naturally release him when the next wave of Treasure appears."
"You... I hope you don't try any tricks; otherwise, none of you will escape." At this point, he had no leverage left and could only swallow his anger.
Ren Pingsheng merely glanced at him, then looked at Tang Danqing, who was healing nearby. Although he wanted to ask why he had saved him back then, unfortunately, it was not the right time now.
The show here had come to an end; many King-Level Experts only took an interested glance at Ren Pingsheng before fully focusing on the distant trembling Palace. Especially fixated on the largest Palace, which was the most eye-catching in this Palace Complex. If any Treasure were to appear inside, it would surely be the most precious.
"Look, the Palace is shaking violently; a Treasure is about to emerge," one of the King-Level Experts, who had been closely watching, couldn't help but exclaim.
"Kid, aren't you going to release him soon?" Ying Yitian's uncle shouted angrily.
"There's no rush. I said before, once the Treasure appears, I'll naturally return him to you," Ren Pingsheng replied calmly, then turned his attention back to the distant Palace, ignoring him. Unfortunately, he dared not act recklessly because the Sword Qi from Ying Yitian could take his life in an instant.
"Buzz..." The familiar vibrations resonated again, exciting many King-Level Experts. This was a sign that a Treasure was about to emerge. Everyone was on high alert, ready to act at a moment's notice.
"Whoosh..." Suddenly, several Treasures flew out from within the Palaces, nearly a hundred beams of white light shot out. From the largest Palace, four golden beams of light emerged, shining brightly among the many Treasures.
Some of the King-Level Experts were tempted to act but regrettably found that two Sixth-Level Beasts and two Emperor-Level Experts had locked onto those four beams of light. This made others abandon their thoughts and instead rush for other Treasures, as they had no ability to compete with the Emperor-Level Experts.
"Hehe, here’s your person back," Ren Pingsheng chuckled and directly tossed Ying Yitian to the already furious middle-aged man.
"With so many Treasures, don't waste them; revenge can wait!" Seeing the look from the middle-aged man, Ren Pingsheng simply smiled lightly and said meaningfully. Then with a flash of his Sword Qi, he reached out toward the sky.
This action seemed to provoke Ying Yitian's uncle; looking at the swirling Treasures in the void, he ultimately decided to temporarily give up on dealing with Ren Pingsheng. In his view, as long as Ren Pingsheng did not leave, it would not be too late to deal with him after seizing all the Treasures.
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