I Have the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye in the Storm Riders

Above this battlefield, where the sounds of battle were deafening and the energy of battle was overwhelming, there was an inconspicuous rooftop.

A young man dressed in white was lying there without any regard for his image, with his legs crossed and a blade of grass dangling from his mouth.

Strangely, his body appeared transparent, as if it had merged with the surrounding air.

Neither Xiong Ba below, nor Feng Yun and the others who were fighting desperately, nor the sharp-witted Tianchi assassins, could detect his presence.

This person was Jiang Chen.

"Yawn—" Jiang Chen yawned lazily, looking at the crowd below who were fighting enthusiastically, his eyes full of boredom.

"They just keep using the same few moves, it's boring."

He rolled over and found a more comfortable position to lie down.

"This drama in Fengxi Village is going to go on for a while. That old man Xiong Ba is such a fuss, insisting on playing this cat-and-mouse game. Fine, I'll take a nap first, and wake up when the crucial moment comes."

As he spoke, he actually closed his eyes, and soon, soft snoring could be heard on the roof.

On this battlefield filled with slaughter and bloodshed, someone can actually sleep so soundly. If the people fighting to the death below knew, they would probably be so angry that they would vomit blood on the spot.

I don't know how much time passed.

A strange and vast aura suddenly surged between heaven and earth, as if an invisible hand was stirring up the winds and clouds of the entire Fengxi Village.

"Hmm?" Jiang Chen, who was dreaming of playing chess with the Duke of Zhou, suddenly opened his eyes. In an instant, the laziness in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a deep golden light.

"Is it finally here...?" He sat up, stretched, and looked down.

At this moment, Fengxi Village was already in a state of utter devastation.

Most of the houses collapsed, and broken walls and ruins can be seen everywhere.

The ground was riddled with craters, as if plowed by countless raging bulls. The air was thick with the stench of blood and burnt flesh, clearly indicating that a brutal and gruesome battle had just taken place.

However, Jiang Chen's gaze did not linger on these ruins for even a moment, but was fixed on the center of the battlefield.

There, two figures were standing close together.

Nie Feng! Bu Jingyun!

The two men were covered in blood and wounds, clearly at their last gasp.

But within them surged an unprecedented power.

The wind is howling.

The clouds are churning.

The wind and clouds, which were originally unrelated, miraculously merged together at this moment.

An aura of world-destroying power was brewing between the two, like a supernova about to explode, radiating a chilling energy.

"Is this... the convergence of wind and clouds?" Jiang Chen murmured to himself, the golden light in his eyes growing brighter and brighter, like two searchlights piercing straight into the center where the wind and clouds converged.

In his view, the world has changed.

It was no longer a clash of flesh and blood, but an interweaving of countless lines of laws and principles.

The cyan wind representing Nie Feng is agile and ethereal, penetrating everywhere; the black cloud representing Bu Jingyun is heavy, profound, and unpredictable.

These two completely different forces, under the influence of some mysterious opportunity, began to permeate and transform into each other.

The wind helps the clouds move, and the clouds borrow the power of the wind!

A brand new power, transcending the boundaries of wind and clouds, is being born!

"Interesting..." Jiang Chen's lips curled into a playful smile, and the mysterious little golden man reappeared deep in his pupils.

It sat cross-legged, its hands rapidly forming hand seals.

As Jiang Chen's gaze fell upon him, the mysteries of the Fengyun combination surged into the little golden man's body like a data stream.

In the eyes of the little golden man, the fusion of Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun's true energy was no longer a simple superposition of energy, but formed a huge, constantly rotating energy vortex.

"Is this the prototype of the so-called 'Boundless Magic'?" Jiang Chen's eyes flickered slightly.

Mokkhu is meaning "infinite".

The wind has no form, and the clouds are ever-changing; when the two combine, they can create endless life and unleash boundless power.

However, in Jiang Chen's martial arts eye, this so-called "infinity" still has flaws.

"Wind and clouds are ultimately just a link in the chain of heaven and earth. One may be able to shake things for a time by borrowing the power of wind and clouds, but it is difficult to shake them forever."

Deep within its pupils, the little golden man moved faster and faster, with countless golden runes swirling and rearranging around it.

It is dismantling the underlying logic of "Moko Wuliang" and attempting to push it to a higher dimension.

"What if I didn't rely on the winds and clouds, but instead directly invoked the very essence of this world?"

boom!

A thunderbolt seemed to explode in Jiang Chen's mind.

The little golden figure stopped forming hand seals and slowly brought his hands together in the middle.

Within its palm, a miniature, collapsing world is taking shape.

It's no longer a clash of winds and clouds, but a collision of heaven and earth!

A stream of extremely profound information instantly flooded into Jiang Chen's sea of ​​consciousness.

That was a terrifying killing move that surpassed "Moko Wuliang," and its name was—

The universe is boundless!

Jiang Chen slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, the golden light in his eyes subdued, and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.

He murmured the essence of the move:

"Drawing the power of heaven and earth into a single instant,"

With a single strike, heaven and earth collapsed.

When all things are out of balance, life and death are no longer in our control.

At that moment, although he did not make any move, the clouds above Fengxi Village seemed to sense some terrifying presence and froze for a moment.

"What a boundless world, what a life and death beyond human control." Jiang Chen looked at Feng and Yun, who were still fighting fiercely below, and a trace of pity flashed in his eyes.

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Chen's figure gradually faded away, as if he had never appeared at all.

The Leshan Giant Buddha, above the Lingyun Cave.

On a secluded cliff, there are several simple yet elegant bamboo houses.

Jiang Chen appeared out of thin air without alerting anyone.

He glanced at Duan Lang, who was sitting cross-legged not far away, surrounded by true energy.

Duan Lang is currently cultivating the "Ten Directions Invincible Scripture" that Jiang Chen taught him.

Judging from his furrowed brows and profuse sweating, he was clearly at a crucial moment for a breakthrough.

"This kid is quite diligent." Jiang Chen shook his head, casually picked up an apple from the fruit plate next to him, took a bite, and lay down on the bamboo chair without any regard for his image.

Looking at the blue sky and white clouds above, Jiang Chen's thoughts drifted away.

"Unbeknownst to me, more than a decade has passed since I came to this world..." Recalling the confusion when he first transmigrated, and then his drifting along with the tide, Jiang Chen couldn't help but feel a strange sense of emotion.

"What am I pursuing in this life?"

"Get married and have children? Start your own sect? Become a wandering swordsman? Or become a major villain?" Jiang Chen pondered in his mind while munching on an apple.

However, when he analyzed these options in conjunction with the "features" of the world of "Fengyun", he suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

"Surviving in this world is like living on hell!"

He held up three fingers and began to criticize them one by one:

"First, take on apprentices."

"In this world, being a master is absolutely the most dangerous profession, bar none!"

"Look at Xiong Ba, a powerful and ruthless figure. He took on three excellent disciples, Feng, Yun, and Shuang, but what happened? He was defeated by his disciples, losing his family and living a miserable old age. He's a classic example of an 'industry jinx'!"

"And look at Nameless, hailed as a martial arts legend, who took on a disciple named Jian Chen. Tsk tsk, this disciple is simply the worst of the worst. He poisoned his master, slept with his master's friend's wife, and completely ruined his master's reputation. Nameless wasn't driven to death by anger only because he has a high health bar!"

"And then there's Jue Wushen, even worse. His good son and disciple, Jue Xin, stabbed him in the back and killed him when he was at his weakest after his defeat, and even took his golden statue. Truly a model of 'filial piety and parental love'!"

"Even the Emperor Shitian, who lived for thousands of years, had his Ice Emperor and Goddess, whom he taught, all rebelled in the end."

Jiang Chen sighed: "The conclusion is that in this world, anyone who dares to take on a disciple is basically setting themselves up for a knife in their back. 'Filial piety between master and disciple'? Forget about it, it's all about the 'Alliance of Fathers'!"