Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 631 It's good to ask the question.

Yinma Plain.

Zhang Yuan looked at the sword light that blotted out the sky.

The sword light was so intense, and the chilling and sharpness emanating from it was such that anyone below the Grandmaster level wouldn't even have the chance to break through it.

The Nine Yang Sword Immortal's strength is indeed very strong, very strong.

Of course, if Wu Daoling weren't so strong, Zhang Yuan wouldn't have come.

"I will ask you questions later."

Wu Daoling's gaze shifted away from Zhang Yuan, completely unconcerned that Zhang Yuan was being looked down upon.

So what if he was the Marquis of Qingyang of the Great Qin Dynasty? Wu Daoling could even shatter the imperial edict of the Eastern Wei emperor with a single sword strike.

Human power and influence mean nothing to the Nine Yang Sword Immortal.

Wu Daoling looked up, gazing into the depths of the sword light swirling in the sky.

"Since you've come, fellow Daoist, please show yourself."

Wu Daoling's voice was calm, like a faint glint of sword light slicing through the sky.

In the void, a dark sword light flashed, and a crack appeared.

Beyond the cracks, Mu Xuan, dressed in a black robe, walked calmly through the air.

Zhang Yuan's gaze also turned to Mu Xuan.

This must be the powerful Ancestral Dragon Guard who returned from the Northern Wall, right?

Only a powerhouse of this caliber could break into the sword domain formed by Wu Daoling's sword energy so effortlessly.
"Your talent is impressive. You must have cultivated your swordsmanship to the point of harmony with nature, right?"

Mu Xuan lowered his hands and looked at Wu Daoling from above, as if he were scrutinizing a junior disciple.

"After the Great Dao was sealed off in Yongtianzhou, many cultivation traditions were deliberately simplified."

Shaking his head, Mu Xuan glanced at Zhang Yuan standing on the shore, then looked at Wu Daoling and continued speaking.

"From the initial glimpse of the path to entering the inner sanctum, to the realm of great achievement, and then to the transcendent state of complete mastery, in the eyes of most cultivators on Yongtian Continent today, the realm of complete mastery and the realm of transcendence are the limits."

"Whether it's cultivation techniques, swordsmanship, or fist techniques, once they reach the Great Perfection, they become complacent and think they can't progress any further."

Mu Xuan's eyes revealed a hint of appreciation as he looked at Wu Daoling and said, "You were able to cultivate the sword path to the fifth level above the extraordinary level in Yongtian Continent, reaching the state of oneness with heaven and man. Even in the Nine Continents, you can be considered a genius."

This was the first time Zhang Yuan had learned that the realm beyond the Great Perfection was called the Unity of Heaven and Man.

His martial arts and swordsmanship had already reached the Great Perfection level, and he had vaguely grasped the shadow of an even higher level.

Only then did he learn from Mu Xuan that this level was called the unity of heaven and man.

"In fact, above the unity of heaven and man, there is a sixth level, the shattered void, which is the true peak." Mu Xuan's voice rang out again.

"At least since the Nine Heavens of antiquity shattered and the Upper Three Heavens dissipated, the pinnacle of cultivation in the world has been breaking through the void."

As Mu Xuan finished speaking, Wu Daoling nodded gently.

He looked at Mu Xuan, who was suspended in mid-air, and suddenly asked, "This senior must be at the fourth level of the Grandmaster realm, the Dao Inquiry Realm, right?"

The fourth realm of Grandmaster: Asking the Dao.

Question the Way of Heaven and plant the seeds of its laws.

Without advancing on the Great Dao in Yongtian Continent, Zhang Yuan wouldn't have known about these cultivation levels even after browsing through the books in the Zhen Tian Si's library.

In the past, the level of cultivation for the carefree grandmaster was the limit; understanding the cultivation level of the great grandmaster only adds to one's troubles.

“Not bad.” In mid-air, Mu Xuan’s voice carried a hint of arrogance.

"I have cultivated for a thousand years and entered the Dao Inquiry level three hundred years ago. Unfortunately, my aptitude is still a bit dull. I'm afraid it will take another thousand years to unravel the mysteries of the Great Dao."

Qiannian asked.

The lifespan of a Grandmaster is beyond that of an ordinary person; they can cultivate for thousands of years at a time, as long as they have enough resources.

"As long as it's about asking the question, that's good."

Wu Daoling's voice rang out.

The sound faded, and the sword flashed!
The ancient seal script on the spine of the Azure Sword suddenly reversed, and the sand beneath Wu Daoling's feet seemed to rewind time, revealing the blood rust color of a hundred years ago.

Endless sword light appeared instantly, piercing through the void. Mu Xuan let out a cold snort. The illusory image of the Northern Great Wall behind him had just solidified when 129,600 Dao Child Swords pierced through the spatial turbulence, cutting the Xuanming Gale into ice crystal fragments.

"town!"

Nine Heavenly Abyss Returns appeared in Mu Xuan's palm.

The power of the Nine Abyss.

Compared to the Grandmasters of Yongtian Continent, who are at the pinnacle of the Three Abysses, Mu Xuan certainly has the right to be proud.

He can condense the power of the Nine Abyss at will, making him virtually invincible on Yongtian Continent.

"boom--"

The power of the Nine Abyss converged, causing the clouds and mist of the great river to churn, and sandstorms swept across the Yinma Plain.

On the distant riverbank, countless martial artists from the Eastern Frontier looked up.

"Let's do it!"

"This...this isn't sword light, is it the work of Marquis Qingyang?"

"This attack was definitely the power of a Grandmaster. Wasn't it said that Qingyang Marquis's cultivation level was actually not at the Grandmaster level, and that he was lucky to kill a Grandmaster?"

Whispers arose as everyone watched the vast, surging waves of light and sword energy shrouding the Yinma Plain.

"Om-"

A giant cyan palm materialized in front of Mu Xuan as he formed hand seals.

However, before he could finish forming the Void Seal between his hands, his pupils reflected the scene of his dragon-scale-wrinkled arms turning into sand from his fingertips.

Wu Daoling's sword light was clearly still thirty feet away!
This is the terrifying power of the seventh level of the Nine Yang Sword Manual, "Reverse Time Slash". Before the sword arrives, the killing intent in the river of time has already arrived!
Wu Daoling's swordsmanship is terrifyingly powerful!
This is the sword path of the unity of heaven and man, which transcends the Great Perfection level and enters the fifth level!

Zhang Yuan gripped the hilts of the twin swords tightly with both hands, a surge of sword intent coursing through his body, like a silkworm breaking free of its cocoon to transform into a butterfly.

"boom!"

The nine shadows of the Heavenly Abyss shattered in response, and three city bricks inscribed with "Zhao Wu, a soldier stationed in the 23rd year of Duke Li of Qin" appeared on Mu Xuan's chest.

This is the inherited divine power of the Ancestral Dragon Guard: the Great Wall Undying Body.

This inherited supernatural power has actually been passed down along the Wall in the North.

He cultivated the Great Wall Imperishable Body, stationed himself at the Great Wall in the Northern Border, and refined each brick and stone of the Great Wall into his body.

When engaging in combat, the injured parts are automatically replaced with bricks from the Great Wall of the North, and all damage will be replaced by bricks.

Countless Qin soldiers imbued their souls into the bricks and stones of the Great Wall, hoping to provide future generations of Qin people with an opportunity to avert disasters and calamities.

This is the responsibility of countless ancestors of the Qin Dynasty.

Zhang Yuan also left a brick on the Great Wall in the northern border.

If he were to perish one day, the carvings on those bricks and stones would preserve a trace of his soul, which could serve as a substitute for the Qin people in future generations.

"Zheng——"

The Azure Sword's light pierced through the thin mist like the midday sun, and the bricks and stones that had carried a thousand years of malevolent energy began to melt away.

It wasn't shattered by the sword energy, but rather melted by the twelve-hour light and shadow flowing within the sword light!
"What a fine Nine Yang Sword Soul!"

Blood trickled from the corner of Mu Xuan's mouth, yet he burst into laughter, his outstretched arms causing folds in the space that stretched for hundreds of miles.

The azure light transformed into bricks and stones, raining down like a storm, each brick reflecting the battlefield atmosphere of a different era.

This is the supernatural power "Ten Thousand Generations of Conquest" from the Ancestral Dragon Suppressing Prison Technique he cultivated, which uses the fighting spirit of the human race over three thousand years to suppress the sharpness of the sword path.

"boom--"

The brick and stone structure, like a tower guarding a prison, hangs high above Wu Daoling's head.

The tower stirred up a storm, and the clouds over Yinma Plain seemed to be suppressed.

A thousand-foot-tall stone pagoda can be seen with the naked eye on the riverbank.

"Is this the Prison Suppression Technique?"

"Legend has it that Marquis Qingyang built a dragon and elephant to guard the prison, but why is there no dragon and elephant here..."

(End of this chapter)