Library of Heaven 2 Destiny Eternal

Chapter 160: Mo Dao Lights Incense
Zhang Xuan's strength is stronger, but the Frost Armor can be transformed into a form, just like Iron Man's armor. With the same strength, the attack power it unleashes is completely different.

After several consecutive punches, even though he had a strong cultivation base and his body and bones were tempered to perfection, he still felt intense pain that kept invading.

"You're not going to lose out like this?"

Seeing that he had made a breakthrough and that Ling Buyang could still contend with him, Han Qianye raised his eyebrows and a Dharma image appeared behind him.

He was very grateful to the other party for helping him break through, but he also understood that it would be disrespectful to the other party if he didn't try his best and just gave up.

The Dharmakāya appeared again, and his strength increased again, reaching 999 horsepower, the same as Ling Buyang in front of him.

To put it bluntly, the Dharmakāya is still a kind of soul, but it is more condensed and can even cause harm to the human body.

Bang bang bang bang!

With the help of Dharma Image and Frost Nether Armor, Zhang Xuan was already unable to resist with his physical strength alone, and fought for more than ten rounds, retreating again and again.

After all, he had just broken through to the ninth level of the Source Pool, and his cultivation had not yet been completely consolidated.

Of course, this is only physical strength. Once the Heaven's Feeling Sword Technique or the Burning New World is performed, the enemy can be killed instantly with ease.

"The more destiny energy these water flows absorb, the more I understand about this destiny. In this case, let's see if I can increase my control over Mo Dao's destiny..."

An idea came to my mind.

When he had only absorbed 50,000 Daos, his understanding of the Mo Dao was just entry-level. When it reached 100,000 Daos, the swordsmanship he displayed was comparable to that of Elder Ling. What if he absorbed even more?
Thinking of this, he did not hesitate. With a thought, the life plate he had just purchased immediately shattered, and a hundred thousand streams of destiny energy quickly rushed towards the Mo Dao water stream suspended in the air.

hum!
The Mo Dao Water hummed excitedly, becoming more solid and dazzling. In an instant, Zhang Xuan's understanding of the Mo Dao's destiny deepened again. The sword techniques that Yu Qingyu had displayed in front of him before kept flashing in his mind. Not only did he understand them thoroughly, but he also had a deeper understanding and deduced one move after another.

"So this is what Mo Dao Tian Ming is all about..."

With a slight smile, Zhang Xuan used his hand as a knife and slashed at Han Qianye in front of him.

The same sword technique, the same Mo Dao moves, but the power is completely different. As soon as the sword light left the palm, countless strands of destiny energy attached to it. Han Qianye suddenly felt that his own destiny was out of control.

It's like falling into a stormy ocean and being carried away by the waves.

Bang!
The blade light fell on Han Ming's armor, Han Qianye spat out a mouthful of blood, and flew backwards instantly.

"Is this Elder Ling's true strength?"

"To be able to perform such a powerful sword technique, his understanding of the destiny of the sword must have reached the second level!"

"The second realm? What is that?"

"The destiny of Mo Dao is a small branch of the destiny of swordsmanship, like a stream in a river. The founder, Mo Baiye, has only reached the third realm. Among the many direct disciples, only three have reached the second realm... Ling Buyang has only comprehended the first realm all this time, and is considered a relatively marginal figure in the Mo Dao lineage. Now that he has broken through, I'm afraid he can directly join the core!"

Han Xiao's expression became increasingly solemn.

To say that before, I verbally agreed to find a Dharma Realm technique for the other party, but I still felt a little reluctant in my heart. Now I am afraid I would never dare to do it again.

Mo Dao Tianming has cultivated to the second realm, and his strength is destined to break through the ninth level of the source pool and reach a higher realm.

"Qian Ye is going to lose..."

In the private room, Han Qianchou shook his head.

Even though his younger brother had broken through to the Dharma Realm and had the Frost Armor to protect him, he still couldn't defeat a strong man who had comprehended the second realm through destiny!
This kind of person can already strive to become a two-star destiny master.

"Your Majesty..." Sun Lianxiang looked anxious.

Han Qianchou: "Ling Buyang's strength is no weaker than mine. Qianye's loss is not unfair. There is nothing I can do."

……

Zouyi Dynasty, Modao Hall.

More than a dozen figures sat in the hall. Among them was an old man with white hair and beard, who sat in the middle. His eyebrows were like knives, his eyes were like swords, and he exuded an aura that made people dare not look directly at him.

"Master, that troublemaker jumped into the Zhilan Valley. If he doesn't come out, are we really going to just ignore him?" A middle-aged man frowned.

"Zhilan Yougu is ranked 21st in the Destiny Divine Realm. It contains countless rules. For thousands of years, no one who entered it could survive. Even if that person who messed up his fate is gifted, I'm afraid it would be difficult for him to last too long... He is no longer a concern. Of course, the person who messed up his fate is very strange, so we can't take it lightly. Send someone to guard outside. If he is lucky enough to come out alive, we can kill him directly!"

The old man waved his hand.

It was Ling Buyang’s teacher, the founder of Mo Dao Tian Ming, Mo Baiye.

"That's right..." The middle-aged man nodded. Just as he was about to continue speaking, a strange sword placed in front of the room suddenly shook violently.

It is Mo Baiye's sword, and also the source of understanding Mo Dao's destiny.

Back then, Mo Baiye depended on this sword for his life. By keeping it with him all day, he realized the destiny of the Mo Dao and created their branch.

"what happened?"

Mo Baiye was stunned for a moment, then looked over quickly.

The Mo Dao kept shaking, and suddenly, the long incense in front of it ignited without fire. Lines of destiny energy lingered above it and gathered into the shape of a Mo Dao.

"This is... someone has comprehended the second level of Mo Dao's destiny? Great, I didn't expect that my Mo Dao sect would give birth to another genius..."

Mo Baiye reacted.

Mo Dao lights incense, which is a sign that someone has broken through the destiny. In other words, a new genius has emerged in their lineage, who has comprehended the second level of Mo Dao and can challenge to become a two-star destiny master!

There were only three of his disciples who had reached the second level, and with one more, their strength increased dramatically.

"The fragrance spreads to the southeast. This is... where the Hanyuan Dynasty is located. Could it be... Junior Brother Ling Buyang? Has he made a breakthrough?"

The middle-aged man couldn't help but speak.

"Ling Buyang, after what happened to this guy, I thought there was no hope for him in this life. I didn't expect that he would be the first to succeed after breaking through and then rebuilding..."

Mo Baiye nodded in satisfaction and opened his arms, trying to absorb the power to allow himself to break through, but he found that there was nothing around him and no breath at all.

“No, although someone has broken through the second level of Mo Dao, I didn’t receive any destiny energy… Could it be that the Mo Dao he comprehended doesn’t belong to my lineage?” Mo Baiye’s face darkened.

The destiny can be inherited. As long as the cultivator makes a breakthrough, he can get benefits. That's why he keeps establishing halls and spreading them. Now that someone has made a breakthrough, he can't feel anything. This is a bit scary!

“Mo Qing, go to the Hanyuan Dynasty and take a look at the specific situation. If Ling Buyang really breaks through, and you can’t feel it at close range, or even be unaffected... you can kill him on the spot!”

Mo Baiye's eyes flashed.

If you can't feel it, then you are competing for the Blade of Destiny. If that's the case, you can't keep it.

"Yes!" The middle-aged man Mo Qing clasped his fists and bowed.

……

"I'm going to lose..."

Everyone who had bought Han Qianye's odds was extremely depressed when they saw this scene.

This is King Pingyuan, the idol of the younger generation in Hanyuan City. He lost even when wearing the Hanming Armor... How strong is this Ling Buyang?

Just when these people were frustrated and were about to tear up the bills, Elder Ling, who had knocked Han Qianye away with one move, suddenly turned red in the face and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"No... He must have used some kind of forbidden technique and suffered backlash, which is why he was able to unleash such great power!"

"If that's the case, it's not certain who will win or lose..."

Everyone showed hope again and continued to look towards the stage. Han Qianye seemed to have the same idea as them and struggled to rush towards Elder Ling.

However, even though Elder Ling was clearly vomiting blood, he still fought hard and knocked the former away once again. After seven or eight times, the two of them lay on the ground at the same time, neither of them had the strength to get up.

"This……"

Everyone present looked at each other, bewildered.

At this moment, a voice rang out from somewhere in the crowd: "Two people fell down at the same time and neither can get up. This should be considered a draw!"

The referee was silent.

In this situation, if we say that Han Qianye won, Elder Ling will definitely disagree, saying that it would be a bit unfair for the latter to win.

It was indeed a draw.

A life-and-death fight like this... This is the first time I've seen it.

"Master..."

The referee had never experienced this and didn't dare to make the decision. He couldn't help but look up at a private room. Fu Yingying frowned and finally nodded.

"Okay, I will now announce the result of this competition... The competition between Pingyuan King Han Qianye and Elder Ling Buyang Ling ended in a draw!"

"It's a draw... I lost!"

"Who could have guessed this situation!"

"No, it seems someone really made the right bet, and bet a full 30 million source coins."

"He's so lucky..."

Those who participated in the gamble tonight all looked frustrated, and at the same time, they were full of envy for the person who bet on a tie. Ten to one, thirty million directly became three hundred million...

With so many assets, it is definitely ranked among the top in the entire Hanyuan City.

After all, the reward for killing His Majesty Han Qianchou is only 300 million.

"Check who was speaking just now!" Fu Yingying ordered.

Not long after, the servant came back: "Miss, the one who just spoke was the fat man who bought the tie..."

"Knowing the intelligence in advance, selling the information, and then betting all the funds on a tie in one go..."

Fu Yingying frowned.

At this moment, she vaguely sensed that something was wrong, but she still hadn't figured out what was wrong.

Han Qianye's breakthrough and Ling Buyang's breakthrough both occurred during the competition. Logically, no one could have predicted it in advance, not even themselves... but this fat guy figured it out in advance. It's weird no matter how you look at it.

"This guy is weird, do you want to exchange it for him?"

Manager Chen also realized that something was wrong and asked cautiously.

No matter how right the item is, they are the ones who will redeem it in the end. As long as they don't redeem it, there is nothing you can do.

"Of course we have to exchange it, otherwise who would be here to gamble?" Fu Yingying shook her head.

"That's three hundred million..."

Manager Chen's mouth twitched.

All transactions tonight are less than 300 million, which means that if they really have to pay the other party, their entire black market will suffer a huge loss.

"Spread the news of compensating him, and send someone to follow him. I just want to see where this guy comes from..."

Fu Yingying waved her hand.

"Yes!"

Manager Chen nodded.

Money is tempting, and no one dares to kill Han Qianchou. It may not be easy for a person at the peak of the Spirit Realm who appeared out of nowhere to go back alive.

(End of this chapter)