Two Realms High Martial Arts: Gathering the Heavens to Become a Great Luo Immortal

Chapter 188: Number One on the Ranking of People, the World Shocks, Return

[Great Summer, Late Autumn, a month or so after Frost's Descent.]

[In the northern desert, stars fall like rain; the aura of war surges to the heavens, foretelling the end of the war.]

[Li Xijun of the Star Palace, having just opened his acupoints, actually managed to slay Jin Zangfeng, the direct descendant of the White Tiger, in the wilderness.]

[Zang Feng is no ordinary person; he possesses the true essence of killing and ruthlessness, has taken a half-step into the profound realm, once ranked high on the list of heroes, and has claimed countless lives with his sword, earning him a fearsome reputation.]

On that day, Jin Zangfeng, wielding the might of the White Tiger Sword Formation, stirred the heavens and earth with a chilling aura; the sword light surged three zhang high, intent on annihilation.

However, Li Xijun's body was as smooth as glass; he withstood the sword strikes without a scratch, and his movements were like a phoenix flitting about, his fists carrying the force of scorching fire.

[Between life and death, he glimpsed the profound meaning of the Southern Ming Fire and comprehended the ultimate external killing technique, the "Vermilion Bird Burning Heaven Seal"!]

[Finally, the Heaven-Burning Seal shattered the Seven Killings Formation, destroying its foundation, severing its life force with its killing intent, and annihilating its soul in an instant.]

Crossing the border to slay enemies is like slaughtering pigs and dogs; the blood of the White Tiger's heir stains the desolate sands.

This battle has shaken the heavens, causing a reshuffling of the Human Ranking.

[Changes in the rankings.]

[The top of the list, the number one prodigy, is Li Xijun!]

[Commentary:]

[A hidden dragon devours a tiger, startling the world; a raging inferno scorches the heavens, suppressing the eight wastelands!]

The golden list hangs high in the sky, its radiance dazzling and blinding, illuminating all directions and stretching across the vast land.

Palace of Stars

Outside the gate, crowds surged, all standing in the courtyards and on the roads, looking up at the sky.

Thousands of disciples, from menial servants to outer sect members, to inner sect geniuses who usually look down on everyone, and even the true disciples of the four spiritual lineages,

At this moment, without exception, they all looked up.

All eyes were fixed on the dazzling gold list at the very top; the air seemed to freeze, and you could hear a pin drop.

After a full ten breaths,

The enormous roar was like a long-dormant volcano erupting, almost overturning the glazed tiles of the square.

"Li Xijun? Is that the Li Xijun who only started learning the basics a little over a month ago and has already mastered the true teachings?"

An outer disciple suddenly grabbed the arm of his companion, his voice distorted with extreme shock.

"Becoming a true disciple in just one month could be attributed to his sister, but this ranking list..."

"Jin Zangfeng, who defied expectations and surpassed half a step into the world of film? Reaching the top of the rankings?"

"Is this Book of Mortals outdated and contains errors? How could that be!"

It is unknown how many people's Dao hearts were severely impacted.

I felt that all my past understanding of martial arts had been shattered by that golden name.

The old house inside the gate, the wind is strong under the corridor.

Dressed in fiery red, Mu Hongling, who was practicing her swordsmanship, suddenly froze.

Her beautiful eyes widened as she gazed intently at the familiar name in the sky.

The long sword in her hand crashed onto the cold, hard bluestone slab with a loud clang, but she was completely unaware of it.

"Junior Brother hope Jun?"

At first, she found it unbelievable, but then the image kept flashing through her mind.

During the last outer sect mission, three renowned geniuses of the Demonic Sect at the Enlightenment Realm were easily defeated by Li Xijun, each taking down one of them with a single sword strike, like chickens and dogs.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that such astonishing things can be understood.

Mu Hongling took a deep breath, picked up the longsword from the ground, and the cool hilt calmed her trembling fingertips, which were shaking slightly from extreme excitement.

"This junior brother is truly... unfathomable..."

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Inside the Fire Palace,

Deep within the hall, atop a lotus platform, the elegant and graceful Vermilion Bird Venerable suddenly opened his phoenix eyes.

Her gaze seemed to pierce through the palace, and she could almost see the awe-inspiring golden inscription in the sky above.

This made Mu Wanqiu, who had been leaning lazily, unconsciously sit up straighter, her fingers tapping lightly on the warm lotus platform.

The Nanming Li Fire, which had originally burned quietly and was as docile as a pet, was now surrounded by...

At this moment, without any wind, they moved on their own, leaping and twirling joyfully.

The flames flickered erratically, sometimes transforming into miniature vermilion birds that leaped about, and sometimes surging like waves.

It clearly shows the enormous waves that have surged in the heart of its owner.

"I really underestimated him—"

She parted her red lips slightly, her voice filled with undisguised surprise.

"He actually grasped the true meaning of the Heaven-Burning Seal so quickly? And even managed to kill Jin Zangfeng?"

"I really want to capture that little brother and bring him back to the palace right now, and give him a good 'interrogation' to see how many secrets he's still hiding—"

She spoke softly, her voice echoing in the empty hall, carrying a captivating allure and a touch of dominance.

Qingzhou Mountain

Li Qinghan, dressed in snow-white robes, had a face that seemed to never show any emotion, yet a near-frozen, utter shock appeared on it.

Her eyes were fixed intently on the book of mortal life that stretched between heaven and earth.

Subconsciously, I clenched my fists tightly.

Her slender, sharp nails dug deep into her soft palm, leaving crescent-shaped white marks, yet she felt no pain whatsoever.

But what she saw were the three words that occupied the top spot: Li Xijun.

"Xi Jun—killed Jin Zangfeng? Ranked number one on the Human Ranking?"

In her clear, icy voice,

It carried a very subtle yet real tremor.

The tension that had been gripping her heart, which had been taut with worry for her brother's life or death, suddenly eased at that moment.

"He has such strength, yet he's kept it from me all this time?"

Li Qinghan initially felt somewhat wronged.

But then she gently shook her head, her tone unusually soft.

"Well, it's good that everyone's alright. Now that Jin Zangfeng is dead, the obstacles to passing on the true teachings have been greatly reduced—"

Perhaps she was thinking quickly, having already cast aside useless thoughts, and began to calmly plan the cultivation technique for Li Xijun.

A sword mound somewhere.

Bones littered the ground, broken swords stood in rows.

The elderly man who had previously appeared at the Li family's residence was slowly and attentively wiping a rusty, almost broken ancient sword with a stained gray cloth.

But as the words in the earthly books manifest in the world,

The old man froze instantly, as if he had turned into a statue.

A moment later,

He slowly raised his head, his eyes suddenly flashing with a terrifying light as he looked at the three words "Li Xijun".

On the back of his hands, which were as thin and dry as chicken claws, there were now prominent blue veins.

"From the Qi Accumulation Realm to the Half-Step Exterior Realm in just one month, and to the top of the Human Ranking?"

He whispered hoarsely, unable to hide his shock.

"Did they kill Jin Zangfeng from the White Tiger lineage?"

"This isn't a genius, this is a monster! This is a prodigy who defies all reason!"

He recalled the boy from the Li family back then, and suddenly realized something was amiss.

"That kid's reaction was far too calm; he was as composed as someone watching a play from the sidelines..."

A thought suddenly flashed through his mind, causing his dry lips to twitch violently.

"Could it be that he predicted Li Qinghan would arrive in time?"

"Was that whole day just an act?"

"Could it be... that Li Xijun is the truly special person?"

Once this thought arose, it could no longer be contained, causing the deathly sword intent around him to boil even more violently.

at the same time,

Throughout the vast world of the Great Xia Dynasty, renowned sects and factions from all sides were bustling with activity, discussing the matter incessantly.

Shaolin Temple.

Outside the ancient temple's library, fallen leaves fluttered in the air.

An old monk with white beard and eyebrows, a withered face, and a thin body was holding a worn-out broom, slowly and attentively sweeping the fallen leaves on the stone steps.

Golden light shone down from the sky, illuminating his calm and unwavering eyes.

He paused slightly with the broom in his hand, slowly straightened up, raised his head to look at the sky, his gaze peaceful, yet seemingly able to pierce through the endless clouds and see the northern desert.

After a long while, he lowered his eyes and softly chanted a Buddhist prayer:

"Amitabha."

The voice was old, yet it carried a comforting power.

"The murderous aura soars to the sky, and the fierce flames scorch the heavens. Excessive killing is neither a blessing for the living nor a good thing for the common people."

He sighed softly, with a hint of pity.

"However, cause and effect are intertwined, and the laws of fate are unpredictable. One thought can lead to demonic possession, and another to enlightenment. This child has appeared out of nowhere, stirring up storms and clouds. His destiny is so chaotic and difficult to discern that he is truly an unprecedented anomaly."

After speaking, he lowered his eyes again and continued his cleaning, which had been going on day after day for a hundred years.

Feathered Gate.

Mount Jiuxiao is shrouded in mist and clouds, with magnificent palaces and pavilions appearing and disappearing among the clouds, and cranes soaring overhead, creating an atmosphere of otherworldly beauty.

Inside the pavilion, a middle-aged Taoist priest, dressed in a Taoist robe and wearing a lotus crown, with an extraordinary and refined demeanor, was playing chess alone.

Black and white chess pieces are scattered across the star chart, forming a mysterious world of their own.

The Book of the Mortal World manifests, its golden light spreading and illuminating the chessboard.

His hand, which held a white jade chess piece, paused slightly in mid-air. His gaze swept over the inscription that stretched across the sky and earth, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Li Xijun's Vermilion Bird Burning Heaven Seal? With his Enlightenment cultivation, he defied the half-step Outer Realm and comprehended the ultimate Outer Realm killing technique in a desperate situation."

He silently gazed at the chessboard, lost in thought, still clinging to the true essence of the White Tiger.

Such an extraordinary feat could only be accomplished by someone with extraordinary opportunity, unwavering perseverance, and great fortune...

"Interesting. The Northern Desert—the Palace of Stars—has been silent for so long, is it finally about to stir up trouble again?"

He slowly placed his piece, the clear sound of jade echoing in the pavilion, and everything returned to calm.

Foggy time,

All the major sects, whether Buddhist, Taoist, demonic, or monster-like, and even many hidden families, were stirred up by the sudden appearance of this young man.

Countless gazes were cast toward the windswept, sand-swept northern desert!

Many of the once arrogant and proud geniuses who ranked high on the human rankings and looked down on their peers felt unprecedented pressure at the same time and in different places.

Some may suddenly open their eyes in their secluded cave, their aura surging, their fighting spirit soaring to the sky;

Perhaps while training in a dangerous place, he suddenly stopped, looked at the ranking list, snorted coldly, and his eyes were filled with hidden murderous intent, which was icy cold.

Perhaps they are gazing into the distance from the railing of a bustling tavern or a quiet teahouse, their faces showing solemnity and a deep sense of inquiry.

No matter how,

Li Xijun's name spread to every corner of the world at an unprecedented speed.

In an instant, it became the eye of the storm, a place that countless people talked about.

Northern Desert

A desert oasis where caravans from the northern and central plains gathered, along with various fugitives.

An old-looking brewery inn stands stubbornly on the edge of the Gobi Desert.

The four characters "Lonely Smoke Inn" on the crooked sign were blurred and difficult to make out.

The gale whipped up sand and gravel that lashed against the inn's dilapidated windows and doors, making a strange, whistling sound.

Behind the counter,

A woman with a voluptuous and graceful figure, and breathtaking curves, was leaning lazily against the counter.

Her skin was delicate and fair, unlike the complexion that could be nurtured by the wind and sand of the northern frontier.

Her peach blossom eyes seemed both drunk and sober, and with each glance, they exuded a thousand charms, captivating and enchanting.

Her slender fingers casually fiddled with an ebony abacus, the clinking of the beads echoing clearly in the empty inn.

The golden light from the Book of Mortals shone through the cracks in the window, illuminating her charming and stunning profile.

The mature and elegant proprietress paused almost imperceptibly for a moment as she manipulated the abacus with her slender fingers.

immediately,

The innkeeper, known locally as Su Manniang, slowly raised her head and gazed at the golden characters on the horizon outside the window.

His eyes precisely spotted the words "Li Xijun", "Jin Zangfeng", and "Mobei".

"Yo~~~"

She raised her eyebrows slightly, and her alluring red lips curved into a playful and captivating smile.

"I just heard that Mu Wanqiu took in a disciple with extraordinary talent, who is also Xiao Qinghan's younger brother."

She murmured to herself, her voice soft and alluring.

"I never expected that this little brother would actually top the list so soon?"

The abacus beads on her fingertips spun rapidly, making a crisp clicking sound, and her eyes sparkled with curiosity.

"To be able to kill Jin Zangfeng of the White Tiger lineage and cause such a commotion, this kind of behavior is to my liking."

"Unlike some people, who let a mere Level 1 Outer Realm creature challenge their authority, they didn't just take action and cripple that little mudfish."

She simply put down the abacus, twisted her slender, breathtakingly thin waist to the window, and pushed it open a crack.

momentary,

A cold wind carrying sand and dust rushed in, ruffling a few strands of her hair.

Looking out the window at the desert shrouded in countless sandstorms, Su Manniang's interest in the young man grew even stronger.

"He's currently in the northern desert; I wonder if he'll have a chance to meet that little guy who topped the human rankings?"

at the same time,

As Li Xijun felt the golden power of wishes entering his body, he frowned slightly.

"This martial arts world has many martial artists, and in terms of quality, it naturally far surpasses the Da Sheng world."

"But these wishes coming from all over the world these days... there's so much negative emotion involved!"

"Emotions such as jealousy, in particular, account for the majority."

"In comparison, the people in the main world are much friendlier to me."

Li Xijun filtered out the remaining pure positive aspirations and slowly poured them into the other two visualizations in his sea of ​​consciousness.

A moment later,

Until these two visualized deities were covered with an additional layer of golden light,

Li Xijun slowly opened his eyes, memorized the surrounding desert environment, and, after confirming that no one was watching, focused his attention on his teleportation ability.

"The Book of Mortals just showed my battle record, so my sister shouldn't be worried anymore."

"And now that I've been in this world for so long..."

"It's time to go back to the main world and take a look."

The next moment,

Li Xijun's figure disappeared into the vast, yellow sand of the desert.

The main world,

Back in the familiar bathroom,

After taking a hot shower and soaking in the hot spring to relax, I decided to go.

Li Xijun began to try practicing the cultivation techniques in the main world.

Unsurprisingly, he clearly sensed a more active and abundant spiritual energy in this world.

"Indeed, the concentration of spiritual energy in the outside world was indeed lower in the previous martial arts world..."