The Fate of Eternal Life

Chapter 72 The Southern Demon Retreats from the Battle, and the Central Emperor Enters the Ultimate Realm of Power!
All living beings are equal!

Ning Qingyi's Namo Fist actually conveyed the concept of equality for all living beings!
In a daze, Wang Teng felt that he was no different from ordinary people, just one of the masses in front of this punch.

He took out the Heavenly Emperor Sword, only to find it was broken. He mobilized all the power he had gained after breaking through to the Sendai realm and met his opponent with a punch.

"boom!"

Wang Teng was defeated and was once again thrown into the cliff. Even though he had broken through the Sendai Secret Realm, he was still defeated by Ning Qingyi after her breakthrough, and he was immediately disheartened.

Ning Qingyi didn't look at him again; he turned and walked toward his next opponent.

From the moment he first defeated Wang Teng, the future Northern Emperor would no longer be his opponent.

As the famous saying of the Desolate Emperor goes: "An enemy who is defeated by me is never considered an opponent. I will give you time to catch up until you can no longer see me."

Qi Lin stood on a cliff not far away, watching Ning Qingyi walk towards him without saying a word.

With each step Ning Qingyi takes, her condition improves; after a few more steps, she will reach her peak once again.

"Qi Lin, continue." Ning Qingyi spoke calmly, composed and exuding an extraordinary aura.

Qi Lin's expression turned solemn. He had always regarded Ning Qingyi as a major enemy, and seeing Wang Teng's fate filled him with apprehension.

He was confident that Wang Teng would not be his match, but that was under the condition of equal skill levels.

But this quasi-emperor's successor is too abnormal. He is clearly at the Dragon Transformation Realm, yet he was able to defeat Wang Teng, who had just broken through to the Immortal Platform Realm, even though he was at the Dragon Transformation Realm!

However, such adversaries are the best nourishment on the road to becoming emperor.

Qi Lin, beaming with pride, shouted, "Come and fight!"

He formed a dragon seal in his hand, his fist glowing, and unleashed an extremely powerful and fierce dragon fist. A real dragon swung its tail and swooped down towards everyone.

Ning Qingyi descended from the sky and unleashed a punch, turning the true dragon into a dragon loach!
In an instant, the battle between the two reached a fever pitch.

Ning Qingyi shouted, shaking the mountains and rivers. Runes appeared one after another, condensing into the appearance of a celestial monk king. He pressed down with his palm, as if the sky were collapsing.

Qi Lin wielded the True Dragon Fist in his right hand and the Divine Phoenix Palm in his left. Between each punch and palm strike, a true dragon and a divine phoenix swirled, dazzling and radiant, as if a demon emperor had descended upon the mortal realm, looking down upon all living beings!
"boom!"

Ning Qingyi took a step back, while Qi Lin took several steps back.

The two paused for a moment, then clashed again.

Every time Qi Lin made a move, it was like a true dragon emerging from the abyss, leaping upwards, and no one could stop him. With each punch, mountains and seas collapsed, and heaven and earth trembled, as if an unparalleled god-king was on his way.

Ning Qingyi's blood energy surged, sweeping across the heavens and the earth. From afar, a fiery red "Dao Furnace" enveloped him, as vast as a mountain, formed from his blood energy.

This is not only a person's vitality, but also a manifestation of his invincible power!

Boom!
The two men's fists emitted monstrous flames, and when they collided, they emitted a dazzling light, like immortals flying, with endless rain of light that stung people's eyes.

Suddenly, mountains collapsed and seas roared, revealing a celestial map that stretched across the sky, encompassing the Three Realms and Nine Lands, containing all things, and possessing unparalleled power.

Ning Qingyi's Namo Fist has improved even further!

From the moment he defeated Wang Teng, he began to advance by leaps and bounds, as if he had usurped the destiny of the Northern Emperor.

Or perhaps the idea of ​​equality for all beings was of great significance to him.

Qi Lin roared and transformed into a dragon body once more. A true dragon danced, each movement a manifestation of the Great Dao, its power unparalleled!

Rumble!
The two exchanged dozens of blows in an instant. The collision between the invincible golden body and the true dragon body created a shower of light, and heavenly sounds filled the air.

"The sea of ​​suffering is boundless!"

Suddenly, Ning Qingyi shouted, and the intent of his fist changed again!

The map of the Three Realms and Nine Lands condensed into a black dot, which, in the cycle of birth and death, transformed into a dark blue-black sea of ​​suffering, expanding infinitely like the Big Bang, as if it were about to engulf the world.

"This is!"

Qi Lin was greatly surprised. The dark blue-black sea of ​​suffering was the color of the sea of ​​consciousness for the vast majority of cultivators, making it far too unusual.

The true dragon's body was accidentally submerged in the sea of ​​suffering, and endless bitterness immediately came from within its sea of ​​consciousness!

This suffering isn't his own, but the suffering of unfulfilled desires! The immortals are nowhere to be found, the divine connection nowhere to be sought; he enters a mountain of treasures only to return empty-handed…

The Way is hard to find!
This is Ning Qingyi's past experience! It is also a great regret for mortals.

This kind of suffering was something that someone as gifted as Qi Lin had never experienced.

In an instant, the sea of ​​suffering was vast and boundless, slamming down on the dragon's body, causing even the Daoist heart to be clouded by the suffering of the mortal body, leaving it feeling only a dazed and confused state.

"Even Qi Lin can't defeat him?"

Many prodigies from Nanling gasped in astonishment. Although Qi Lin was not as high-profile as Wang Teng, his strength was enough to defeat many young people, and he was showing signs of becoming the number one young person in Nanling.

Now, it's astonishing that he's about to be defeated by a young man whose skill level is lower than his own.

Ning Qingyi did not press his advantage, but instead carefully studied the changes in the Nanwu Fist.

This boxing style is both an offensive method for achieving an invincible body and an external training technique.

Defeat all enemies on the path to achieving enlightenment, and gather the invincible spirit to be undefeated forever.

Therefore, this style of boxing has no specific moves, only the general principles of boxing. It can be said that there are as many kinds of Namo boxing as there are millions of people.

Now, Ning Qingyi has developed two boxing styles, "Equality of All Beings" and "Boundless Sea of ​​Suffering," which clearly shows that he has thoroughly grasped the essence of boxing and has begun to embark on his own path.

"Roar!"

Within the sea of ​​suffering, Qi Lin roared, his dragon body suddenly shrinking and disappearing. Then, the sea of ​​suffering surged, and he reappeared, a true dragon soaring through the heavens, breaking through the changes of the sea of ​​suffering.

Ning Qingyi was shocked. The change in size of Qi Lin's dragon form and its soaring momentum gave him a deeper understanding of the dragon as a creature.

"The dragon can be large or small, can rise or hide, and can change with the times, just as a person who has achieved his ambitions can roam freely across the four seas."

As he pondered this realization, the Dragon Transformation Realm within his body began to change once more. The Thirty-Three Tribulations Heavenly Dragon Bone seemed to possess sentience, accumulating even deeper power.

As the sea of ​​suffering dissipated, Qi Lin also shed his dragon form, his face filled with deep apprehension.

Ning Qingyi looked at Qi Lin, who had distanced himself from her, and calmly asked, "Qi Lin, aren't you going to make a move?"

A struggle flashed in Qi Lin's eyes, but he finally admitted, "That's right, your fist intent is too terrifying and could easily damage my hidden dragon momentum. I concede defeat in this battle."

These words caused a stir not only among the important figures in the Heavenly Palace, but also left the young prodigies of the Southern Ridge utterly bewildered.

Only Ning Qingyi understood, saying, "A dragon lies hidden in the abyss, but it will surely soar to the heavens. You want to build an invincible foundation in the Dragon Transformation Realm and gather the momentum of a flying dragon in the sky, but Qi Lin, if you miss today, you will never have the chance to defeat me."

At this moment, even without having practiced the Dragon Transformation Scripture, Ning Qingyi had already grasped some of its mysteries.

When cultivating this scripture, one must not suffer any defeats before reaching the Sendai or even the Dao-Severing realm; otherwise, the potential of the Hidden Dragon will not be fully realized, hindering one's future "ascension to the Dragon Gate."

This is similar to the cultivation method of the invincible golden body; the longer one accumulates the advantage, the more extraordinary the golden body's aura becomes.

Qi Lin had completely calmed his fighting spirit and said calmly, "The path of cultivation is long and arduous. Before one can sever the Dao, it is all just accumulation."

Ning Qingyi said no more and glanced at the young experts in the arena.

After his two major battles with Wang Teng and Qi Lin, only nine people remain in the arena, including Ye Fan and Yaochi Saintess. In addition, there are Xiang Yufei, Hua Yunfei, Jiang Yifei, Zifu Saintess, and two young masters he is not familiar with.

A man clad in golden armor, with wheat-colored skin and a sharply defined, angular face. A disheveled barbarian, dressed in animal hides, wielding a large, spiked club.

Ning Qing glanced around and realized that apart from Xiang Yufei, the others were only at the Fourth Extreme Secret Realm, not worth his time.

"Xiang Yufei, I have heard of you before. You were once a peerless genius who stood alongside Senior Gai Jiuyou. Let's have a battle!"

Everyone present couldn't help but change their expression upon hearing Ning Qingyi's words.

Above the Heavenly Palace, even the most powerful figures could no longer remain calm. This was Xiang Yufei, who at only nineteen years old had already become a ruler-level figure, invincible and possessing the bearing of an ancient emperor.

Xiang Yufei remained calm and unmoved: "Before challenging me, you must defeat a young master."

The Holy Maiden of Yaochi said, "Brother Ning, now only you and Brother Hua Yunfei are left in the arena. There will be no third battle."

Ning Qingyi then remembered that this was a ring battle.

His gaze fell on Hua Yunfei, and an immense pressure descended upon him.

Hua Yunfei's expression changed, and he said with a wry smile, "Brother Ning, I am ashamed of my inferiority and will not make a fool of myself. I admit defeat."

"Oh, not going to fight?" Ning Qing stared at Hua Yunfei, the holy son of the Tai Xuan Sect, whose cultivation level was only at the third level of the fourth realm, not even reaching the Great Perfection: "Don't worry, I will suppress my realm."

Hua Yunfei sighed, "There's no need for that. When my cultivation catches up with Brother Ning's in the future, we will definitely have another battle."

"Then you'll never have a chance in this lifetime."

Ning Qing ignored Hua Yunfei, not taking him seriously, and turned to look at Xiang Yufei.

"Brother Xiang, let's have a fight. No need to hold back, just go all out."

Xiang Yufei remained calm on the surface, but secretly transmitted his voice, saying, "You have never broken through the divine barrier, yet you possess such extraordinary combat power. It seems you have come a long way on the path of a single secret realm."

Ning Qingyi readily admitted, "That's right. Brother Xiang, you don't need to suppress your cultivation level and fight me with all your might."

Xiang Yufei stared at him for a long time, a sense of antiquity flowing in his eyes.

"Since that's the case, then let's fight." Xiang Yufei's black hair was loose, and he looked heroic and imposing.

"Alright, let's fight with all our might."

Ning Qing let out a long roar, and his invincible fist intent rose again. Under the equal fist of all beings, even Xiang Yufei was affected.

But he was extraordinary after all, like a sage emperor from ancient times reborn, majestic and awe-inspiring. Every move he made was grand and imposing, and his moves were both righteous and peaceful, yet they possessed the power to refine heaven and earth.

"boom!"

The two fists were intertwined, causing the cliff to crumble.

The remaining six experts exchanged glances, found their opponents, and began to fight.

Ning Qingyi and Xiang Yufei fought a great battle. Every time they clashed, the ten directions were greatly shaken. If it weren't for the special nature of the life-and-death battle arena and the fact that the cliff had been refined, the endless mountain range would have long since turned to dust. Their power was incomparably strong, and they could crush mountains with a single finger.

"The bearing of a Heavenly Emperor, the aura of a Holy Sovereign..."

High above in the heavenly palace, many elders watched the fierce battle between the two with astonishment.

These two young men, no, including Qi Lin from Nanling, are both extraordinary; they are true seeds of the imperial path.

"The sea of ​​suffering is boundless!"

Ning Qingyi unleashed this punch once more, a torrent of bitterness and the vast mortal world, intent on engulfing Xiang Yufei.

Xiang Yufei remained unmoved. He had died once before, and his beloved had left him. He was already a person suffering in the sea of ​​misery.

He simply cleaved with punch after punch, yet it was as if he were moving the stars in the heavens, giving people a sense of invincibility, as if the great emperor of the human race had crossed eternity to come.

"Good, as expected of someone who was once as famous as Gai Jiuyou."

Ning Qingyi felt increasingly joyful. In this battle of young prodigies, he had defeated his opponents one after another, relying on his strength to bully the weak and the weak to overcome the strong. He was filled with emotion.

This feeling of overwhelming joy and triumph gathered in the center of his brow, where a faint golden light shimmered.

This is the radiance of the relics, and also a sign of Gautama's skull.

After cultivating the Bodhidharma spine and refining the Thirty-Three Tribulations Heavenly Dragon Bone, he finally glimpsed the final step of the Invincible Golden Body Technique's physical body method.

“Shariputra, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form; form is emptiness, emptiness is form. The same is true of feeling, perception, volition, and consciousness.”

"Shariputra, all dharmas are empty in nature; they are neither produced nor destroyed, neither defiled nor pure, neither increasing nor decreasing..."

The skull relic of Gautama Buddha! It is the skull relic of the Buddha who attained enlightenment!

With unparalleled momentum, they polished the Buddha's skull relic, refined the Gautama skull relic, and completed the final piece of the invincible golden body puzzle.

Ning Qingyi comprehended this profound mystery, and his Daoist heart, freed from all dust, shone with brilliance, instantly filled with great joy and delight.

As the concept of equality for all beings is constantly renewed, the next boxing spirit will naturally emerge.

"I am the only one!"

This punch seemed poised to sweep across the entire universe.

Xiang Yufei's expression turned solemn, and a terrifying change occurred on his fist. It was no longer ordinary; every punch was filled with chaotic energy, like the Heavenly Emperor on a journey, his aura sweeping across thousands of miles, exuding an invincible aura.

Heaven and earth shattered, chaos erupted!

The two martial arts intents intertwined in the void, and Ning Qingyi was soon injured.

This was not because his fist intent was inferior, but because his cultivation level was ultimately a notch below, and he was injured.

"My heart is the heart of Heaven, my will is destiny!"

Ning Qingyi finally activated the Minor Destiny Technique, which transformed into a naturally occurring treasure technique. This technique no longer required the extraction of lifespan, allowing him to accomplish all sorts of incredible feats.

For example, right now!

"I am the only one in heaven and under heaven!"

The four great secret realms of Lunhai, Daogong, Siji, and Hualong all shone brightly, and the primordial spirit replaced the Xiantai secret realm, instantly achieving perfect harmony among the five secret realms.

In the darkness, Ning Qingyi entered a terrifying realm, and his power inexplicably climbed to an unknown level.

boom!
Namo Fist shattered the chaotic energy, and Emperor Xiang Yufei flew out horizontally, his blood splattering across the sky!
"What did I just see?!"

"Is he really at the Dragon Transformation Realm?"

"This is defying the heavens, truly defying the heavens! I feel as if I am witnessing the rise of a great emperor."

Inside the Heavenly Palace, on the battle platform, everyone stood up at once, and some even roared, no longer able to maintain their composure.

Xiang Yufei's expression also changed, and he could no longer maintain his detached demeanor. He shouted, "Impossible! Can someone at the Dragon Transformation Realm really touch upon that kind of realm?"

He unleashed his full power, his movements graceful, yet they resonated with the void, causing a massive collapse that cleaved the heavens and earth with a deafening roar, revealing the chaos within!
At this moment, Ning Qingyi's physical body was injured, but he felt extremely refreshed. He heard the Lesser Destiny Technique gently ring out, and the four secret realms glowed once more.

"boom!"

This time, Ning Qing was sent flying backwards.

(End of this chapter)