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"Is this the inner courtyard of the Sky-Connecting Armory ahead?"
As Jiang Han's voice fell, he saw a surge of blood and malevolent energy rising into the sky ahead, and his expression darkened immediately.
This is bad; could it be that they got there first? The Burial Sword Pavilion is a treasure trove, and if someone else snatches away the treasures, wouldn't that mean we return empty-handed?
Bai Ling chuckled awkwardly, "Actually, the top sects in the martial world each have their own maps of the Sky-Connecting Armory; it's just that the accuracy varies."
There's nothing to hide about this; it's a reflection of the foundation of each major sect. A sect like Manichaeism, which has only been established for a little over a thousand years, despite its considerable influence, inevitably lacks in depth.
Jiang Han nodded, "Let's go; no matter what, we have to get involved and share in the spoils!"
With that, he took the lead and moved forward. The members of the White Lotus Sect followed suit, but only the Orange Lotus Envoy's face twitched slightly as she muttered under her breath, "Sounds nice, but when it comes down to fighting, we won't get a single hair from it."
According to their agreement, aside from the Seven-Colored Linglong, they had no right to share any of the spoils or treasures. She felt like she was lifting a stone only to drop it on her own foot. Yet, faced with an attack from the Qingcheng Sword Sect and encountering such formidable figures, she had no choice but to resort to this strategy.
Upon entering the Burial Sword Pavilion, they found it in complete chaos. Powerful forces were clashing everywhere, shaking the entire building as various formations and runes hummed throughout.
"That's... Zhongtian Ziwai Emperor!"
Bai Ling's beautiful eyes widened in disbelief. In the midst of the chaos stood the mysterious powerful figure from Heaven, Emperor Ziwai of Zhongtian, wearing a golden mask and battling against a crowd.
At that moment, he was being besieged by three people: Cen Weizhuang, the Supreme Elder of Qingcheng Sword with his "Dan Huo Liu Yun Jian," Han Tingshan, the master of Qingming Sword from Cangjian Mountain Villa, and Xiao Wujie from the Xiao Family in Jiangnan.
Jiang Han's expression changed, "How could they be here?"
Isn't it forbidden for Youngshen and above warriors to enter? This has always been an ironclad rule, and now it has been overturned?!
"No, it turns out to be just a Dharmakaya!"
Soon, Jiang Han realized! These Youngshen Realm powerhouses each had their own schemes and were unwilling to miss the opportunities within the Sky-Connecting Armory. Therefore, they had long prepared a Dharmakaya to enter and compete for the treasures inside.
Although the power of a Dharmakaya is ultimately not comparable to that of its true body, with careful cultivation, it can achieve near-invincible combat power below Youngshen! It can even launch attacks comparable to those of Youngshen warriors!
In the arena, Cen Weizhuang, the Supreme Elder of Qingcheng Sword Sect, drew his Dao Sword. Endless heavenly fire tore through the void, and with his Dao Sword as the base, countless streams of fire fell like a cataclysm, showcasing immense destructive power.
Han Tingshan, the Qingming Sword Master from Cangjian Mountain Villa, wore a resolute expression.
With the Azure Sky Sword drawn, he tore through the void; the long sword surged with a profound sword intent that flowed from Han Tingshan's blade, slicing through the air to vanquish evil and drive it back.
The warriors of Cangjian Mountain Villa ranked just below the sword maniacs of Yijian Sect. When they struck, they rarely held back; once their swords were drawn, blood must be spilled.
In terms of understanding swordsmanship, Cangjian Mountain Villa is undoubtedly among the top in the martial world.
Xiao Wujie from the Xiao Family snorted coldly and unleashed a palm strike. Nine black dragons formed from refined energy roared as they charged forward with claws bared, their power fierce and unmatched!
These three would be considered true experts in the Youngshen Realm even in the outside world. Even here, with Dharmakayas acting on their behalf, their might far surpassed that of ordinary Fusion Realm warriors.
In fact, an average Fusion Realm warrior might not even withstand a single strike from them and would face death! After all, the gap between Youngshen and Fusion is like that between heaven and earth.
Fusion is still contemplating the Heaven and Earth Laws, enhancing the power of heaven and earth, while Youngshen is the true Martial Arts Deity, already exhibiting a hint of transcendence. Above Youngshen lies the True Martial Realm, which can effortlessly open up space and create a small secret world, representing true power!
However, facing the combined assault of these three, the Zhongtian Ziwai Emperor shows no fear. With an angry shout, he unleashes a punch that causes the heavens to tilt! The might of this punch is unparalleled and domineering.
It is just a simple punch, yet it contains countless variations of martial principles, embodying the essence of heaven and earth, subtly hinting at the emergence of its own spatial phenomenon. The punch from the Zhongtian Ziwai Emperor nearly surpasses the limits of this Dharmakaya, with blood gushing from the surface of his skin.
"You... you have actually reached this point!" Cen Weizhuang from the Qingcheng Sword Sect cannot help but be shocked at his gaunt face.
The Zhongtian Ziwai Emperor, coming from 'Heaven', has clearly reached the peak of the Youngshen Realm, faintly touching upon the true meaning of the True Martial Realm.
"No matter what, we cannot let him seize control of the central authority of the Burial Sword Pavilion. If he takes that step, none of us will have peace!" Han Tingshan says coldly.
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