I Have the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye in the Storm Riders

Upon hearing this, Duan Lang narrowed his eyes slightly.

Jiang Chen continued:

"Unfortunately, Dugu Ming had already mastered the Dragon Subduing Divine Leg technique by then."

"Whether it was the penetrating power of the killing force or the unpredictable movement technique, it completely overwhelmed Qiao Feng."

"In the end, Qiao Feng was killed on the spot by Dugu Ming, and even the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms manual he carried with him was looted."

"Dugu Ming then went into seclusion to cultivate diligently, merging his divine leg technique with his palm technique to the extreme, creating a unique and extremely violent martial art—the Nine Heavens Dragon Subduing Transformation."

"Nine Heavens Dragon Transformation?"

Upon hearing this, Duan Lang let out a disdainful sneer:

"I have heard of this martial art in the martial arts world, and it is indeed quite powerful."

"But if Dugu Ming really thinks he can challenge Tianwaitian with just a set of self-created, rudimentary skills, he's just too reckless."

Jiang Chen gazed at the churning sea of ​​clouds, his eyes darkening slightly.

"If it were just this kind of skill, he naturally wouldn't dare to come."

"But he has a second opportunity."

"Not long ago, Dugu Ming discovered an extremely ancient dragon palace ruin in a trench deep in the East China Sea."

"And the rare treasure he hoarded from the depths of the ruins was a true 'Dragon Pearl'."

This statement came out.

Duan Lang's previously nonchalant expression instantly froze.

"Dragon Ball?"

His brows furrowed sharply, a look of utter astonishment flashing in his eyes, and even his voice lowered slightly:

"Brother Jiang, what exactly is the Dragon Ball used for?"

"Could it be... similar in effect to the 'Dragon Essence' that grants immortality?!"

Jiang Chen gazed at the vast, rolling sea of ​​clouds and shook his head slightly.

"no the same."

"Dragon Essence is the crystallization of the essence and blood of a true dragon; consuming it can grant immortality."

"And the Dragon Ball is a supreme cultivation treasure that gathers the defying fortune of the ancient dragon race."

"Thanks to the blessing of the Dragon Ball, Dugu Ming gained terrifying power that spanned a thousand years..."

Upon hearing this, Duan Lang merely raised an eyebrow in slight surprise:

"A thousand years of cultivation?"

"So that means... that bastard Dugu Ming has reached the Celestial Realm?"

Jiang Chen nodded slightly, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

"This is the Celestial Realm."

Duan Lang touched his chin, somewhat bewildered:

No wonder.

"No wonder this bastard has been acting recklessly lately, writing letters and clamoring to flatten our Tianwaitian. So that's why he's got this much confidence now."

Jiang Chen glanced at his casual attitude, his tone remaining as calm as still water:

"However, compared to the other unparalleled fortune he obtained, the mere surge in his cultivation over a thousand years is utterly insignificant."

"His greatest and most terrifying opportunity was that a divine power was sealed within the Dragon Balls."

"The legendary ultimate technique that allows ancient dragons to directly reach the Boundless Realm - Hunyuan Divine Skill".

"The Primordial Chaos Divine Skill?"

Upon hearing such a cool name, Duan Lang couldn't help but become interested.

A direct path to the Boundless Realm?!

That is a supreme realm that completely surpasses the Celestial Realm!

Jiang Chen's profound gaze pierced through the sea of ​​clouds as he eloquently recounted the unparalleled mystery of this martial art that had shaken the ages:

"This divine skill is divided into three levels: beginner, intermediate, and advanced, plus the final general outline and the ultimate state of mastery."

"The initial key to the formula is 'Chaos'—before Yin and Yang were separated, chaos was the body, the two poles clashed, life and death returned together; returning to nothingness, the primordial energy was formed, without cold or heat, without birth or death."

"The central key formula is 'Return to One'—when the primordial chaos is formed, all methods return to their origin; one governs all with one, and controls movement with stillness; the dragon resides within, while cold flames run alongside, neither yin nor yang, thus breaking through all methods."

"Upon reaching the highest level of cultivation, the state is called 'Primordial Transformation'—the primordial spirit is the foundation, and the primordial chaos is the application; heaven and earth are used as a furnace, and one sees oneself as the golden elixir; the dragon soul leaves the body and wanders freely, seeing the void as a barrier; with a single thought, the entire galaxy trembles!"

Duan Lang listened to these profound and somewhat obscure ancient incantations and couldn't help but shrug curiously.

Just by listening to it, one can indeed sense that this True Dragon Kung Fu has an unusual approach.

Jiang Chen stood with his hands behind his back and gave a calm reminder:

But this is far from the end.

"The true terror of this Primordial Chaos Divine Skill lies in its fundamental principle and inner seal!"

"The Way of Hunyuan is neither Yin nor Yang, neither life nor death; the two poles originate from the same source and return to the beginning."

"Once cultivation reaches its peak, the primordial spirit will completely merge with the primordial laws of this world!"

"Wherever one is, the power of primordial chaos silently permeates that place."

"Within ten thousand miles of the divine light's reach, all laws of Yin and Yang collapsed, disintegrating into the most primordial chaotic origin, with no possibility of restoration or reunification!"

Duan Lang rubbed his chin, his tone carrying a hint of leisurely teasing:

"Forcibly stripping away the surrounding laws? This method does sound quite mysterious; no wonder Dugu Ming dared to act so arrogantly this time."

Jiang Chen ignored his banter and continued his story:

"Once Dugu Ming masters this skill, his primordial spirit will undergo a complete transformation and become a 'Primordial Dragon Soul' composed entirely of gold and black, with cold flames intertwined within it."

"Once the dragon soul leaves the body to fight off enemies, the surrounding void is completely sealed off by the power of primordial chaos, and the yin and yang order between heaven and earth becomes completely ineffective in that area."

"No matter what level of pure Yin or pure Yang martial arts an opponent has cultivated, or even if they possess an indestructible protective aura, before the power of Hunyuan, they are like solid ice thrown into boiling water, instantly crumbling and disintegrating!"

"The most terrifying thing is that the Primordial Dragon Soul can ignore the physical body's defenses and tear apart the opponent's fragile soul with its bare hands in the purest form of primordial spirit."

"The physical body's protection is useless; the spirit and soul perish on the same day."

"Those who are struck are plunged into the abyss of darkness, beyond even the most profound and deadly reincarnation techniques to revive them!"

"This is the ultimate path of destruction that points directly to the very foundation of heaven and earth and erases the origin of all things."

After hearing this terrifying final explanation, Duan Lang fell into a brief silence.

He considered it carefully in his mind for a moment, then a sharp glint flashed in his eyes:

"It was indeed an extraordinary opportunity."

"The so-called Primordial Chaos Divine Art, in terms of the power of its laws, is probably no less powerful than the Ten Directions Divine Scripture I am currently cultivating!"

Duan Lang felt an increasing urge to kill. He was inherently warlike and could not resist the temptation to hunt down opponents of the same level.

"no."

"Brother Jiang, why don't I go down the mountain right now and meet him for a proper exchange of blows!"

Seeing that Duan Lang looked like he couldn't wait to draw his sword and go down the mountain.

Jiang Chen glanced at them coldly and uttered two words indifferently:

Don't go.

Duan Lang raised an eyebrow and asked nonchalantly:

"What? Brother Jiang, do you think I can't beat him?"

Jiang Chen remained calm:

"To be precise, it's a 50/50 chance."

"Dugu Ming now carries the true dragon fortune of the Great Qian Dynasty. As long as you set foot in the imperial city and fight him to the death, he will have an inexhaustible source of heaven and earth power as an absolute boost."

"In terms of cultivation and martial arts realm, he is indeed still inferior to you."

"But as long as he stands on the dragon vein, he becomes a monster that is almost immortal."

"With your current strength, you can't kill him instantly without any doubt."

"If we can't kill him, we'll be restrained by the laws of heaven and earth, and all our efforts will be in vain."

Duan Lang instantly understood the implications.

To put it simply, it means running into someone else's territory and killing a monster that has an incredible ability to regenerate health and lock in energy.

"Understood."

Duan Lang curled his lip in displeasure and casually brushed away the ashes that had settled on his clothes from burning the imperial scroll.

"Then I'll just stand in the outer heavens and wait for him."

"Didn't he say he'd only give us seven days?"

"I'll see if he dares to come here to his death in seven days!"

Duan Lang knew perfectly well that Jiang Chen would never pay any attention to a clown like Dugu Ming.

After dealing with Dugu Ming's gossip.

Duan Lang's eyes suddenly turned cold and fierce.

He turned around, looking down at the distant mortal world below the sea of ​​clouds, his tone revealing extreme displeasure, cruelty, and chilling coldness:

"The matter of the capital can be put on hold for now."

"Right now, some flies are taking advantage of the chaos in the court to jump out and disgust people on my turf."

In recent days.

An extremely unusual phenomenon has emerged in the martial arts world: a large number of rogue sects have sprung up, taking advantage of the chaos and causing trouble at will.

These scoundrels clearly thought that because the world was in chaos, they could disregard him, the "leader of the martial arts world" who had just swept across the land.

"Someone come here."

Duan Lang coldly shouted.

Before he could finish speaking...

A stunningly beautiful maid, tall and with an aura as deep and unfathomable as the ocean, appeared from the void behind her like a ghost, slamming one knee heavily onto the cold rock.

Duan Lang didn't even turn his head; his gaze was icy, and his tone was like a drawn, deadly blade.

"Go and select fifty maids at the peak of the Grandmaster level. You will lead the team down the mountain."

"Get rid of those flies in the martial arts world who are taking advantage of the chaos and courting disaster..."

"Leave not a single one alive, uproot them all!"

"Your subordinate obeys!"

The maid pressed her head to the ground, showing no trace of human emotion, and coldly replied while holding her sword.

His figure then vanished into nothingness once more, disappearing instantly from the top of Lonely Stream Cliff.

Duan Lang suddenly paused and looked at Jiang Chen:

"By the way, Brother Jiang."

"Would Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng be so stubborn as to both rush to confront Dugu Ming head-on?"

"What if they act impulsively and storm into the Great Qian Imperial City, only to be killed on the spot in someone else's absolute home turf?"

Jiang Chen's tone remained calm throughout:

"You underestimate them."

"Fengyun's destiny is extremely special. The amount of fortune he carries is no less than that of Dugu Ming."

"Wherever wind and cloud set foot, their fates will inevitably clash and cancel each other out."

"As long as he is facing the two of them, let alone being in the inner palace, even if he were standing on a dragon vein, the power of heaven and earth would absolutely not be able to cross the boundary and spare even an inch to protect Dugu Ming."

Duan Lang was dumbfounded.

His lips twitched weakly twice, and a wave of utter speechlessness washed over him.

"Depend on."

"After all this time, it turns out that the two of them are God's favorite sons. It's like the heavens are chasing after them and feeding them to them."

"So, only I, the great one, went to the capital to fight, which is basically handing myself a weapon and throwing my life away against the odds?!"