Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 354 The Divine Travel Beyond the Material World Technique
Haozhou government office.

The spirits of the heroes Mo Yu and Han Shantong, at some unknown time, stood side by side on the flying corner of the roof.

From the courtyard below, two girls were chattering away, their conversation revolving around "Brother Mo".

Even Han Lin'er, whose cultivation had reached the level of a Celestial Master, was completely unaware of the two gazes above her head.

"Ah……"

Han Shantong glanced at her, completely unaware that the person she was talking about was right above her silly daughter, looking down at her. She sighed with a hint of helplessness.

The Celestial Masters created by external forces are incomparable to those who break through on their own.

The former is at the Celestial Realm, while only the latter is qualified to be called a Celestial Grandmaster.

As for a master like Han Shantong, he's on a completely different level; he reached the perfect state of being a celestial being back then.

However, even if Han Shantong's physical body were still intact back then, and his lotus petal maidens appeared in full force, displaying the grandeur of his prime, it would be absolutely impossible for him to stand up to the young Taoist priest beside him who was barely twenty years old.

After all, his primordial spirit is the strongest among all his abilities.

But at this moment, just standing next to the hero Mo Yu, his primordial spirit felt a terrifying sense of oppression, as if it were being scorched by the blazing sun!

Others might not be able to do anything about Han Shantong's "divine travel beyond the material world" technique, and they would be worn down by his lotus petal ladies.

However, Mo Yu, a martial arts master whose primordial spirit realm was far above his, possessed the ability to directly injure his primordial spirit.

If this drags on, he will surely be the one to die!
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Mo Yu, the hero, closed his eyes and mentally processed the information that Han Shantong had just sent.

Then he turned his head and glanced at the former powerful figure beside him:
"You just gave it to me like that?"

"I believe that Young Master Mo would not stoop to breaking a promise to a dead person."

Han Shantong's gaze fell on his daughter's figure below, and he said softly.

Being able to help Han Lin'er get to this point already fulfilled his initial goal.

However, the reason he took the initiative to hand over his last bargaining chip before the heroes Mo Yu could speak was that...

More because...

The spiritual energy fluctuations emanating from Mo Yu, the hero, are terrifying!

With his physical body destroyed and only his primordial spirit remaining, he could more clearly feel the insignificance of a firefly compared to the blazing sun.

It's like when he first mastered his divine skills and was ignorant of the ways of the world.

Using the "Divine Travel Beyond the Material World" technique, his primordial spirit left his body and excitedly ran to the back mountain of Wudang, where he glanced at Zhang Sanfeng.
Since then, the White Lotus Sect's attitude towards the Wudang Sect has immediately risen several levels, reaching an extremely friendly level!

He himself held Zhang Zhenren of Wudang in high esteem, regarding him as a deity.

Zhang Sanfeng has not made a move for many years, yet he still possesses his current power and influence.

A large part of the reason is that Han Shantong, who was the undisputed master at the time and single-handedly shouldered most of the pressure from the Yuan court, held him in high esteem.

And now...

A peerless genius who, though not yet of age, possesses strength no less than that of the centenarian Zhang Sanfeng.

When they run up to you with an unwavering determination to achieve their goal.

You'd better think about whether there's anything you still care about? Are you afraid of dying?

If so, or perhaps afraid of death.

Then you should just obediently comply with him.

Qin Mengyao stood silently to the side.

From the moment it began, her clear eyes were curiously observing this peerless figure who had once single-handedly suppressed the world.

For some reason, she seemed to see a hint of awe and fear in the way this extraordinary figure inadvertently glanced at the chivalrous Mo Yu.

"I'm going to take down Pang Ban,"

Suddenly, Mo Yu, one of the group of heroes, spoke up, changing the subject.
Is there anything you want to remind me of?

Pang Ban!

The foremost expert of the Yuan Dynasty, the pillar of the Mongol Yuan Empire.

Three years ago, when the Yuan court launched its campaign against Han Shantong, a major enemy, Pang Ban was naturally present.

When this name was mentioned, Han Shantong's gaze became noticeably more focused.

That was the only person he feared in the Yuan court.

Even he could only rely on the unique characteristics of the Divine Travel Technique to lure Pang Ban away from the mountain multiple times, creating opportunities for himself to fight the Thirteen Wings of Mongolia.

But in the end, due to the cost of luring the tiger away from the mountain, he was traded for the life of Temujin, the leader of the Thirteen Wings.

Han Shantong gave a self-deprecating laugh and said frankly:
“There’s nothing to remind him of. Pang Ban is practicing Meng Chixing’s ‘Tibetan Tantric Wisdom Book,’ and on the path of ‘spirit transforming into matter,’ he has already reached the level his master once reached.” “If I were to fight him head-on, my chances of winning would be no more than 30 percent.”

Qin Mengyao, who was listening from the side, was deeply shaken.

Pang Ban, as the number one martial arts master of the Mongol Yuan Dynasty, is a god-like figure in the hearts of every martial artist who aspires to help the Central Plains.

In the records of Cihang Jingzhai, he was described as "impeccable".

She had tried countless times to devise a way to defeat this magical mountain, but she could not come up with any solution.

Hearing Han Shantong, the former number one rebel king, admit that his chances of winning were no more than 30%, made her feel an even more despairing power.

However, Han Shantong suddenly changed his tone, looking at the group of heroes and continuing, "But..."

"He will never be your match."

"Why?"

The one who spoke was not Mo Yu, one of the heroes, but Qin Mengyao. Her voice was cold and clear, filled with confusion and a desire to explore.

Han Shantong glanced admiringly at the girl who possessed an "innate sword heart" and whose future achievements were limitless, and patiently explained, a rare occurrence for him:
"The power of the spirit originates from the will and is rooted in the primordial spirit."

Pang Ban's most terrifying aspect lies in the fact that any opponent weaker than him will have an 'invincible' demonic seed planted in their heart by him with his supreme spiritual power, causing their fighting spirit to crumble and them to collapse without a fight.

"But what if the opponent's 'spirit' is stronger, purer, and more refined than his? Then it would be like trying to light the sun with a candle flame. Not only would it be useless, but the candle flame would be instantly swallowed up by the sun's brilliance."

"Pang Ban's primordial spirit was roughly on par with mine back then. And my primordial spirit, compared to Young Hero Mo..."

Han Shantong shook his head with a wry smile and didn't continue, but the meaning was self-evident.

He looked at the group of heroes like they were monsters, completely unable to understand how such an absurd level of primordial spirit strength could have been cultivated.

The chivalrous Mo Yu neither confirmed nor denied this, but offered little explanation.

He's not a war fanatic, and he's not one to preach.

A pair of dark eyes seemed to transcend space, seeing in the distant capital the man who sat at the pinnacle of power and martial arts.

Upon learning that Pang Ban had not yet cultivated the "Great Demon Seed Technique of the Dao Heart," he was certain that the current Pang Ban was nothing more than another Meng Chixing.

Not the powerful sorcerer from the original story who was strong enough to shatter the void.

At best, he's just a Celestial Master stronger than Li Gong.

For him, it was nothing to fear.

His focus remained on the information provided by Han Shantong.

The plot went out of control due to the merging of multiple worlds.

Han Shantong wasn't as carefree and unrestrained as in the original novel.

The Myriad Manifestations True Treasury remains intact, hidden in the White Lotus Sect headquarters in Yingzhou, and was not absorbed by Liu Bowen and the Thirteen Wings.

And the Taiji Mysterious Coffin.
"Tsk, it's actually in the hands of the Grandmaster." Mo Yu sighed inwardly.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. Given the importance of the Taiji Mystic Coffin to Zhang Sanfeng, he might not care about the other Five Heavenly Spirits, but he definitely wanted to keep the Taiji Mystic Coffin in his hands.

Given Zhang Sanfeng's overwhelming strength in the world, it would be strange if he weren't in his hands.

Mo Yu, one of the heroes, closed his eyes slightly, a thought forming in his mind.

Qin Mengyao, who was standing to the side, felt that the boy's eyes suddenly lost focus and became as deep and vast as the starry sky.

Han Shantong, who also existed in the form of a primordial spirit, naturally noticed that the hero Mo Yu had used the Divine Travel Beyond the World Technique, and a look of amazement appeared in his eyes once again.

Although, given the strength of Mo Yu's primordial spirit, the Divine Travel Beyond the World Technique poses no barrier to him.

But Han Shantong had just passed on the secret technique to him!
Even if there is no threshold, being able to comprehend and master it in an instant is more than just a matter of the strength of one's primordial spirit.

It requires extraordinary comprehension and an understanding of the primordial spirit and cultivation techniques!
However, what puzzled Han Shantong even more was...

Is the chivalrous Mo Yu really so comfortable leaving his physical body here? Isn't he afraid of encountering some unforeseen event?

It should be noted that when he used the Divine Travel Technique, it was either in a secluded place unknown to anyone or under heavy guard.

Han Shantong glanced at Qin Mengyao, who was completely unaware of what had happened, but shook his head slightly.

The confidence of the heroes Mo Yu certainly doesn't come from her.

"Forget it, why think so much? In any case, what does it have to do with a dead man like me?"

Han Shantong sighed softly in his heart, and his primordial spirit transformed into a stream of light, quietly returning to his daughter's sea of ​​consciousness.

He didn't realize it.

The moment his figure vanished.

Beneath Mo Yu's slightly closed eyelids, his dark pupils seemed to shift very slightly as he indifferently watched him depart.

(End of this chapter)