Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 735 One Strike Shakes the Heavens! (Two Chapters Combined)

Song Changming, who was in the arena, also heard what Jiuxiao Qujiang said, and his eyes lit up.

He desperately needs elixirs to cultivate immortality, let alone high-quality ones like these.

One hundred top-grade Immortal Nourishing Pills are equivalent to three years of his Heavenly Fortune, and for him, it is a huge sum of money.

For the sake of the Immortal Nourishing Pill alone, even if his opponent was a general, he would fight for it no matter what.

Not to mention, he was originally planning to make a name for himself in this internal competition among team leaders, and he wasn't afraid of standing out.

Only by making Naqu remember him can he continue to advance in the Celestial Army and obtain more cultivation resources in the future.

What could be more effective than defeating a general in a direct confrontation?

"Kid, if you can't hold on, beg for mercy now, lest you get hurt by my halberd!" Li Liang laughed nonchalantly as he stepped into the arena.

In his eyes, this was not a battle of the same level.

A level one True Immortal can crush an Immortal. He is a late-stage True Immortal. Just by using his immortal power to bombard an Immortal, he is not someone a mid-stage True Immortal can withstand.

What does he have to be afraid of?
Moreover, he had been a military commander for many years, while the other party was just a small squad leader.

"Please." Song Changming smiled slightly, without resorting to empty words.

"You should do it. There's no need to hold back. Use whatever means you have, lest you accuse me of bullying the weak," Li Liang said loudly, swaggering with his halberd slung over his shoulder.

“Alright.” Song Changming didn’t stand on ceremony and moved forward to greet the detachment general.

Then, he threw a punch, the force of which seemed to transform into ten thousand dragons surging forth, instantly engulfing the figure of the branch general.

Previously, Song Changming had defeated eight team leaders in a row, and all of them were easy victories without him using his full strength.

Only when facing the general did he truly unleash his full power.

This unstoppable force has transformed into the overwhelming power of Wanlong's fist. Not to mention the other generals, even Qu General Jiuxiao was taken aback by it.

"What a powerful punch!"

"This divine power far surpasses what it was just now."

"That kid was just holding back!"

Jiuxiao immediately realized this, realizing that they had all underestimated Song Changming's true strength.

After the punch, Li Liang had already flown far away, his immortal armor severely worn.

While the individual strength of the general is far superior to that of ordinary team leaders, he is still ultimately within the realm of True Immortal strength.

Song Changming had faced off against Heavenly Immortal level opponents more than once, so naturally he wouldn't be suppressed by Li Liang based on his cultivation level.

In the blink of an eye, Song Changming passed through the torrent of fist energy and reappeared in front of Li Liang, throwing another punch.

Each punch had the same power as before, so heavy that Li Liang could only barely parry them.

"Li Liang has actually lost the battle," a general exclaimed in surprise.

Despite their banter and laughter, they all knew that Li Liang was actually quite skilled, and that he had fallen behind in just one exchange was unexpected.

"Here's something scary: I, the team leader, haven't even drawn my sword yet," Qingquan said from the side.

"Even I cannot withstand a blade that burns eternally."

As soon as Qingquan said this, everyone looked at him.

I thought Song Changming's fists were the culmination of his cultivation, but now, after hearing what Qingquan said, I realize that he is even more powerful with a knife!
The generals felt increasingly terrified.

"Qingquan, you previously said that this person was recruited with the talent of an eighth-level immortal?" A branch general swallowed hard and asked.

"Yes."

"But even an ordinary eighth-level immortal talent couldn't achieve such a performance, could they?" the general questioned.

Although those with the talent of the eighth level of immortality are rare, they have appeared before.

Even those with the potential to reach the ninth level of immortality have existed in the army, but none have been heard of as having personal strength so far ahead of the cultivation realm as Song Changming.

If a mid-stage True Immortal uses the advantage of a magic weapon to suppress a True Immortal of a higher realm, that is understandable.

However, Song Changming did not use any extraordinary magic weapons; he simply overwhelmed Li Liang, the branch general, with his pure strength, which was somewhat unacceptable to the branch generals who were watching from the sidelines.

"What a treasure!"

Even Qu Jiang, from Jiu Xiao, now treated Song Changming differently.

"I'm so angry!" Li Liang, who was being relentlessly hit like a baseball, was both frightened and furious.

He shouted, made a hand seal with one hand, and lifted his abdomen with the other, causing his chest, covered by a breastplate, to bulge high.

He suddenly spat out a mouthful of strange water at Song Changming.

The strange water instantly transformed into a river, suspended in the clouds.

"This forced Li Liang to use his signature move, the Styx Heavenly Water Immortal Technique." As soon as the celestial river appeared, the general knew that the little squad leader hadn't even drawn his sword yet, but Li Liang had already been pushed to the limit and had used his full strength.

Then Li Liang flew into the celestial river that had been erected, revealing only half of his body, and headed towards Song Changming.

Song Changming frowned slightly, instinctively wanting to use his Water-Stabilizing Pearl to break the opponent's Water Control Immortal Technique.

But he quickly gave up the idea.

This was merely a contest of magic in front of Qu Jiang, showcasing individual combat prowess, not a life-or-death duel. Everyone tacitly agreed not to use their magical weapons, so naturally he couldn't act recklessly either.

"Come!" Li Liang shouted, swinging his halberd, which instantly stirred up a thousand layers of celestial river water, smashing towards Song Changming.

The waters of the Milky Way have the wondrous power to suppress and capture souls, while the waters of the Styx River can easily erase immortal bones and flesh.

Therefore, when the Celestial Court imprisoned serious criminals, they would often put the criminals into the water dungeons under these two rivers to suffer the torment of water torture.

Li Liang's ability to recruit these two water spirits is truly remarkable.

Compared to the squad leaders in the army, these more powerful detachment generals have a different foundation.

Even Song Changming dared not be careless when facing the two rivers above and below, and finally took out his knife.

With his feet planted on the star field and the power of the sun, moon and stars upon him, a hint of the supreme and powerful aura of a born swordsman emanated from the aura he exuded.

Although not many, this saintly aura is enough to make people bow down and worship, and enough to make immortals tremble in fear!
Even Qu Jiang Jiuxiao, who was not far away, was momentarily stunned by the golden characteristic on Song Changming's body!
Born a swordsman!
Once he has fully developed this characteristic, he will become the Saint of the Blade!
I am the only one in the world!
Song Changming stepped forward and slashed out with his sword.

This strike may seem ordinary, but the power it contains is enough to allow him to face a Celestial Immortal-level expert head-on!
When he does act, he goes all out!
then.

Even though Li Liang, a mere late-stage True Immortal, had used all his strength and unleashed all his immortal power to resist the ten-thousand-foot-long golden light, he was still no match for it.

But in the end, Song Changming cut the Milky Way in half with a single stroke, and Li Liang, who was hiding in it, was almost blasted off the clouds and fell out of the immortal mountain!

The more than four thousand heavenly soldiers present were all in an uproar, their eyes wide with disbelief.

All the military commanders fell silent, unable to utter a sound for a long time.

This strike felt as if it had struck all of them.

This time, they all believed what Qingquan had said before: apart from Jiuxiao, the general, none of them were truly confident that they could withstand Song Changming's direct attack!

Li Liang returned to the arena after a long while. By this time, his immortal armor was severely damaged, but fortunately, Song Changming had held back some of his strength at the last moment, preventing him from being injured.

Looking at the badly worn halberd in his hand, he was speechless for a long time, only able to breathe heavily and try to calm his turbulent emotions.

"I lost!" In the end, Li Liang lowered his head and said dryly.

He knew there was no need to continue fighting.

Even his most prized immortal technique was forcefully broken by Song Changming; if he continued fighting, he would only be asking for trouble.

He had to admit that Song Changming's full-force strike, though only at the True Immortal realm, was comparable in destructive power to a Celestial Immortal's attack!

It's normal that he couldn't block it.

"Thank you for the compliment." Song Changming casually tossed the sword, which flashed through the air with a few strokes before he wiped it away with his hand.

His gaze fell upon the Nine Heavens General on the high platform.

Without further ado, Jiuxiao Qu took out the immortal box and handed it to Song Changming.

There were exactly one hundred high-grade Immortal Nourishing Pills inside, no more and no less.

This reward was something that Qu, who commanded 5,000 troops, would naturally not hesitate to give.

Not to mention that it was given to someone like Song Changming.

"Was that a celestial technique you just used?" After giving him the pill, Jiu Xiao squinted and asked.

What he was referring to was not Song Changming's Supreme Sword Technique, but the star field that Song Changming had summoned, the power that summoned the starry sky!
"General, this is an ancient technique that I obtained by chance in the mortal realm," Song Changming said.

Jiuxiao nodded, but didn't delve into it further.

Knowing a few unusual techniques is nothing special. Many ancient, scattered techniques, though not immortal arts, are still powerful, and it's a blessing to acquire them.

As long as Song Changming's practice is not evil or heretical, that's fine, and he can tell that at a glance.

“Captain Song, with your abilities you are fully capable of serving as a branch general. Go and make some great contributions in the future, and I will bestow a higher title upon you,” Jiu Xiao continued.

Upon hearing this, Song Changming knew that he had achieved his goal for the day.

Even the sudden emergence of Li Liang, a general of the branch army, became an excellent stepping stone for him. After such a battle against a superior enemy, he could be said to have exceeded his expectations.

In the eyes of others, Song Changming had already secured a position as a military commander.

The remaining team leaders didn't seem to have any complaints about this.

They were all stunned by Song Changming's single strike and dared not disobey.

Because Song Changming's performance was truly amazing, even groundbreaking, the subsequent battles between team leaders became rather uneventful after his departure.

After taking a brief look, Jiuxiao flew away.

In fact, his main purpose in coming here was to test Song Changming; he didn't care much about the other team leaders.

The one who is most hurt today is Li Liang, who willingly offered himself up as a stepping stone.

After the party ended, he hurriedly went off to drink alone in silence.

After that, the name of Song Changming became the most widely circulated in the army.

From then on, among these thousands of heavenly soldiers, everyone knew Song Changming and was aware of his prowess.

Moreover, this reputation seems to be spreading to other celestial armies.

This is what is meant by "making a name for oneself overnight".

However, Song Changming didn't feel particularly excited about this.

Despite his fame, he knew very well that he was still just a minor general in the army, and his reputation would only spread among the lowest-ranking soldiers.

As for advancement, few high-ranking immortals would care about the abilities of a minor squad leader in an immortal army.

That is precisely why attaining the Heavenly Immortal Dao Fruit and achieving the Heavenly Immortal Realm as soon as possible is the only true principle and real skill.

A month after the team battle ended, Song Changming had already used ten of the one hundred high-grade pills he had obtained!
This rate of extravagance is quite astonishing for a true immortal.

It wasn't that Song Changming was wasting pills, but rather it was due to his nature as a cultivator.

While it can provide additional benefits to cultivation in the immortal path, it also naturally incurs additional costs.

Before acquiring this property, he only needed about three to four Immortal Nourishing Pills a month to meet his cultivation needs.

But now, even taking ten high-grade pills a month is considered somewhat restrained for him.

It has to be said that even with the rewards and support from General Naqu, plus the annual Heavenly Blessing from the Celestial Court, these elixirs are still not enough for him to consume.

"It would be great if we could develop some 'money-making' businesses like we used to."

When he was short of money, Song Changming couldn't help but miss the days when he was still in Kyushu.

At that time, he was a Martial Emperor, and if he wanted, all the cultivation resources of the entire Nine Provinces could be directed towards him!

Now, in this Celestial Court, he no longer enjoys the glory of being the Martial Emperor of the Nine Provinces, and he is once again worrying about money.

This is also why he wants to ascend to the celestial realm as soon as possible. Only when he has power can he gradually stop worrying about elixirs.

On the other side, Yuan San, who was searching for the inheritance of the witch clan for him, also brought back bad news.

He searched through his fragmented memories for places where he might find the ruins of the witch clan, but found nothing.

Song Changming was somewhat disappointed, but he was also prepared, as he had only intended to give it a try.

After all, the Witch Clan had been gone for far too long, so long that the Celestial Court had not even been established before the Witch Clan was gone.

Under these circumstances, it would be virtually impossible for Yuan San to find the ruins of the Wu Clan again.

Of course, Yuan San did not come away empty-handed.

Using his restored Yin-spirit techniques, he deduced that many relics, treasures, and legacies left by the Wu Clan were likely seized by the Immortal and Demon Clans, who now dominate the world.

Perhaps it is hidden in the mansions or halls of some powerful immortals in the Celestial Court.

"The master has a witch mark that has been refined, and he also has several fragments of witch god stones in his hands. As long as you get close enough, you can sense it."

Yuan San offered a suggestion, but it wasn't easy for Song Changming to implement at the moment.

After all, he has only been to Yuan Tianzun's Yuan Palace so far, and can only confirm that there is no trace of the Witch Clan there.

As for the other palaces of immortals and gods, he naturally had no chance to visit them.

He couldn't go anywhere outside the Celestial Court, where those powerful demons resided.

The matter of the Wu clan's inheritance can only be temporarily put on hold.

In the short term, Song Changming estimated that he still had no choice but to focus on developing his martial arts skills.

Fortunately, during this time, his witchcraft could still temper his physical body, and the Heavenly Divine Technique could continue to refine his soul; only the witch seal was difficult to refine.

(End of this chapter)