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Heavenly Dao looked at Zhao Yang and said, "You little ant, you still haven't died!"
Zhao Yang stood with his hands behind his back, glancing at Heavenly Dao. "Back when I was still at the Divine Transformation Stage and fought you, it has been so long, yet you have made the least progress. Truly disappointing."
A smile crept onto Heavenly Dao's lips as he replied, "Anyone can talk big. Today, let's see who can save you!"
With that, Heavenly Dao took the initiative and launched an attack on Zhao Yang, his fist flying toward him like an arrow released from a bow. Zhao Yang effortlessly swatted him away with one hand, but Heavenly Dao reappeared from another direction. Once again, Zhao Yang sent him flying with a single slap. The two exchanged blows, shattering the void and cracking the mountains and rivers around them.
Suddenly, a sinister aura surged from Heavenly Dao's fist as he aimed for Zhao Yang's acupoint. Only then did Zhao Yang extend his other hand, crushing Heavenly Dao's hand bones with a technique of weight and lightness, sending him soaring through the air.
However, Heavenly Dao's collapsed ribcage immediately returned to its original state, as if he had suffered no injury at all.
"Haha! You only have brute strength. If that's all you've got, then go die!" After saying this, Heavenly Dao's figure suddenly grew immensely large. He stomped down, shattering the landscape beneath him, and his massive hand came crashing down toward Zhao Yang on the peak.
Zhao Yang slowly extended his hand. Suddenly, thousands of flying knives shot out from his palm—each one an Inch of Light!
Countless Inches of Light pierced through the sky and struck the ground; no one could evade them, especially not someone as enormous as Heavenly Dao. He wrapped his arms around himself and blocked the flying knives, which clanged against him.
As the rain of knives began to subside, Zhao Yang slowly retracted his hand. Heavenly Dao only had a few scratches on his skin.
"If you want to harm my Dao Body, what does it matter if it's a Supreme Dao Artifact?! Haha!" Heavenly Dao laughed heartily.
The moment he opened his mouth to speak, he felt an elusive flash of light suddenly shoot into his mouth. Instantly, he sensed an itch at the back of his head; although the Flying Knife's Glimmer did not draw a drop of blood, it had already penetrated Heavenly Dao's defenses.
With his Dao Body breached and defenses significantly weakened, Zhao Yang made a strange gesture with both hands. A colossal sword suddenly slashed from the side of Heavenly Dao's waist, carrying boundless killing intent—it was the combined might of the Sixteen Supreme Killing Swords!
Heavenly Dao was taken aback and swiftly dodged to the side; however, his head suddenly fell away as the Sky Piercing Sword emerged slowly from the void.
"To merge the sword into the void, able to strike at will whenever desired, the Rebel Son is truly terrifying!" praised an onlooker from a distance, a Tribulation Stage Old Monster.
"Isn't he renowned for his physical prowess and divine arts? How can his swordsmanship be so formidable as well?!" another Old Monster remarked.
"As the saying goes, mastering one method leads to mastery of all. The Rebel Son's thinking is beyond that of ordinary people; his Divine Sense has already reached the Ascension Stage. He must have unlocked the Brain Domain, a Taboo space known as the Realm of the Gods. Those who possess the Realm of the Gods are akin to deities in this world; he can perceive and control all things," an extremely aged Old Monster explained.
The body of the Heavenly Dao fell to the ground, head severed from its torso, a pitiful sight.
The Central Sovereign and six White-Clad Youths were too late to rescue him.
"Who dares disturb my meditation and kill my external incarnation?!" a thunderous voice echoed from an unknown source.
Two Heavenly Eyes opened in the sky, surveying everyone present.
"This is troublesome. I knew you royal family members would hide your true selves. You possess a second Primordial Spirit; thankfully, the rest are indeed your true forms!" Zhao Yang spoke up.
At that moment, Long Xiao Wu and Song Baliang also arrived, joining forces with Zhao Yang as they faced the Central Sovereign and others.
Suddenly, the void trembled, mountains and rivers shook, and a White-Clad Youth stepped forth from within. He exuded a powerful aura, like flames crackling with intensity.
"So it was you who killed my incarnation. Not bad; you've made progress!" the Heavenly Dao said, looking at Zhao Yang, who stood with his hands clasped behind his back.
"Hurry up and kill them! I'll go deal with the Consort of Rain!" the Central Sovereign commanded before charging towards the meditating Consort of Rain.
The Consort of Rain opened her eyes, her delicate hand slightly raised. Several strands of Crimson Silk shot out, wrapping around the Central Sovereign. The immense power of both their cultivations shattered nearby mountains and rivers, with some areas even flattened to the ground.
Zhao Yang frowned, knowing that the Consort of Rain was severely injured and likely no match for the Central Sovereign.
However, with Tiandao and the others present, if he hesitated for even a moment, the Consort of Rain would be in danger.
At that moment, Song Baliang patted Zhao Yang on the shoulder and said, "Junior Brother, go."
"But..." Zhao Yang began.
"No buts. If we can't even deal with Tiandao and these few useless drunks, how can we talk about going to the heavens and earth together? Not to mention Transcend Tribulation and Ascend!" Long Xiao Wu nodded in agreement.
Zhao Yang looked at the confident Long Xiao Wu and Song Baliang, as well as Nangong Wuxin, who also gave him an encouraging look. Indeed, all along, Zhao Yang had thought that Tiandao, Yuan Lie, and Shiyunsheng were unparalleled geniuses, but he had overlooked that those around him were also talented individuals!
Suddenly, three figures appeared in the sky; it was Yu Qingsnow, Liu Rou, and Zhao Yu arriving.
Yu Qingsnow and Liu Rou approached Zhao Yang. Seeing that he was unharmed, they felt relieved.
"Brother, you can go help Aunt Consort Yu without worry. I’ll handle things here; these little pests won't be a problem for me. I'll just watch them fight for a while, and if they can't win, I'll step in and take care of them," Zhao Yu said with a grin. "Also, I'll make sure to protect both sisters-in-law."
Zhao Yang shook his head helplessly at his sister. The divine arts from Heavenly Gang's Thirty-Six Transformations had been imparted to him by his master. Fortunately, she was his sister; otherwise, if she were some Little Witch, it would indeed be difficult to deal with her. His sister possessed the Yin Yang Holy Fire Token, a heaven-defying artifact that could easily overpower any Supreme Dao Artifact in front of her Divine Fire.
"Qingxue, have you seen Uncle King Yu?" Zhao Yang asked Yu Qingsnow.
Yu Qingsnow nodded but seemed hesitant to speak. Liu Rou interjected, "Brother Zhao Yang, you should call him father-in-law; Sister Qingxue's father has already arranged a marriage with our parents."
"That's great!" Zhao Yang exclaimed as he pulled the somewhat shy Yu Qingsnow into an embrace and then hugged Liu Rou as well, completely disregarding the feelings of Nangong Wuxin and Song Baliang nearby.
Long Xiao Wu pouted, looking like she was about to cry as she stared at the carefree Zhao Yu beside her. Zhao Yu looked back at Long Xiao Wu with an innocent expression before suddenly shouting, "You damn pervert, what are you staring at? Keep looking and I'll gouge your eyes out, hmph!"
After being scolded by Zhao Yu, Long Xiao Wu felt even more wronged. She sulked and said to Zhao Yang, "Zhao Yang, your sister ignores me and keeps calling me a pervert."
Zhao Yang, feeling a headache coming on, replied, "You are a pervert. You all deal with these people; I’ll go help Consort Yu."
With that, Zhao Yang vanished in a flash.
"Consort Yu?" Song Baliang's forehead was marked with a huge question mark. "When did my junior brother start calling the Consort of Rain 'Consort Yu'? No way!"
Song Baliang's eyes widened in disbelief. Similarly, Long Xiao Wu and Nangong Wuxin also stared wide-eyed, swallowing their saliva in silence while their eyes unconsciously darted towards the seemingly harmless Liu Rou.
"A person who wants both a master and a disciple has quite the appetite!" Song Baliang thought to himself.
Meanwhile, Tian Dao Ling Kong watched from the side. A strand of hair fluttered in the wind around his brow, resembling a man who had stepped down from the heavens.
"Have you all had enough fun?" Tian Dao spoke softly. "If you’re done, then prepare to die. Today I will let the world know what the Devouring Heaven Demon Technique truly is."
As soon as Tian Dao finished speaking, the Six Young Men immediately formed a sword formation that surrounded everyone. At that moment, Long Xiao Wu and the others were horrified to discover they could not use True Qi; their powers were completely sealed!
Zhao Yu also sensed something was wrong. Liu Rou and Yu Qingsnow were trapped within the sword formation as well; when she tried to rescue them, Tian Dao blocked her path.
"I didn't expect that Rebel Son's sister would be a top disciple of the Compassionate Voyage Sect. Dying at my hands won't disgrace my Devouring Heaven Demon Technique," Tian Dao said as he looked at Zhao Yu.
A strange laugh suddenly echoed through the arena. It sounded like genuine laughter from the depths of one's heart, clearly indicating that its owner was quite pleased.
"What are you laughing at?" Nangong Wuxin asked nervously. "We can't use True Qi anymore. With our cultivation reduced to that of a mortal, we are doomed to die, and yet you still laugh. Have you lost your mind?"
"Wait, my stomach hurts. I can only say it's quite a coincidence," Song Baliang replied. "So it turns out we are in the Forbidden Technique Space. In the Forbidden Technique Space, cultivators can only fight with brute force like mortals, unable to use even a trace of True Qi, right?"
"So what?" one of the Six Young Men said. They had been discovered to possess the Forbidden Technique Space since childhood and had trained in martial arts from a young age. Even without cultivation, the six of them could easily slaughter cultivators in the Tribulation Period. Some extraordinary beings were no different from ordinary old men within their Forbidden Technique Space; they could be killed with just a few punches.
"Then I want to ask you, can you use True Qi within the Forbidden Technique Space?" Song Baliang asked cautiously.
"No one can use their True Qi in the Forbidden Technique Space. There is no distinction of cultivation level, only the strength of brute force matters. We certainly cannot be exceptions. Is telling you this useful? You will still die anyway. In an era where everyone practices Cultivation, where can we find someone who only trains in martial arts without any cultivation?" another member of the White-Clad Youth said, his eyes filled with strong confidence as he continued, "If it weren't for my emperor's orders, I truly wouldn't want to kill these two beautiful girls."
Song Baliang laughed, cracking his knuckles as he said, "These two beautiful girls might not dare to look at you soon because I'm going to smash your heads in a moment. Have you ever seen fists as big as sandbags?"
"Heh heh, looks like we have a barbaric monk who has trained his physical body for a few days. Today, the Six Swords will show you what true martial arts are!"
The six of them positioned themselves in six directions and simultaneously attacked Song Baliang and the others.
They moved like specters, swift as the wind. Nangong Wuxin and Long Xiao Wu were immediately struck by two swords, while Yu Qingsnow protected Liu Rou behind her. Having practiced swordsmanship since childhood, even without cultivation she was considered a martial arts expert. Long Xiao Wu and Nangong Wuxin were barely holding on, being pushed back relentlessly. Fortunately, Long Xiao Wu was of dragon lineage; his physical body was hard to injure by blades or swords. He shielded Nangong Wuxin behind him but sustained several deep cuts on his own body.
Outside the Forbidden Technique Space, Zhao Yu was locked in a fierce battle with Heavenly Dao. Heavenly Dao was immensely shocked; his Devouring Heaven Demon Technique could completely suppress even experts in the Tribulation Period, yet he was evenly matched against this girl who blossomed with every step! Seeing that several people were trapped and in danger of losing their lives, Zhao Yu decided to take out the Yin Yang Holy Fire Token to suppress everyone first.
However, Song Baliang, who had been motionless until now, suddenly reached out with his rough hand and grabbed one of the fast-moving White-Clad Youths. This youth was exceptionally handsome, with a hint of sorrow in his brows, but Song Baliang slapped him hard enough to distort his face.
"Don't run! You were the one making all that noise just now!" Song Baliang said fiercely.
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