A Scroll of Infinite Glory

Chapter 102 Fiery Refinement of Ghosts and Gods

Outside the south bank of the Yangtze River, a black car sped by, drifting around a bend, its wheels splashing up a cloud of muddy water as it ran over the puddles on the side of the road.

The car had barely come to a complete stop when the door was kicked open, and Kong Qingyun hurriedly got out.

After Yan Du unexpectedly killed the leaders of three gangs that day, the follow-up was that Kong Qingyun acted as a go-between, openly and secretly guiding the Shenzhou Brotherhood Society, the Society Council, and other forces to eliminate and absorb the remaining forces.

This is certainly not something that can be easily accomplished; it requires a long time and a great deal of energy. In fact, even now, the overall situation can only be said to be settled, and it cannot be considered completely resolved.

However, today is already September 19th.

As the clock struck midnight, a crucial battle was about to take place here.

Kong Qingyun could disregard the Daoist debate for other reasons, but he absolutely did not want to miss this decisive battle that concerned the life and death of Luoyang.

Whether for the sake of that brief but congenial friendship or for the sake of the bigger picture, he desperately wanted to witness Guan Luoyang's victory once again.

However, he was still uneasy.

Guan Luoyang was indeed like a divine soldier descending from the sky—abrupt, friendly, and powerful—but his opponent was an even stronger figure who had stood firm in the allied nation for over a decade without ever suffering a defeat.

Yan Du's reputation was built up little by little through the defeats and fear of his enemies.

Just as Kong Qingyun rushed into the alley, the electric lights disguised as lanterns suddenly started flashing.

The booming sound seemed to come from the ground, or perhaps from high above.

As a modified martial artist who already possessed his own power, Kong Qingyun's senses became more acutely aware of changes that ordinary people could not detect.

He could almost see electromagnetic waves, like giant waves, ethereal, chaotic, and clear, rising from the front and spreading outwards in all directions like a tidal wave.

He could even feel a clear will emanating from that powerful electromagnetic wave.

"A truly formidable powerhouse, his power thunders across the heavens. He cares not for delay or entanglement. This is my strongest attack from six days and seven nights ago. Try and take it!"

Anyone who has undergone the True Spirit Mechanical Transformation can vaguely sense these words.

The anxiety in his heart was magnified many times over in that instant, and Kong Qingyun took a step forward at full speed.

He crossed most of the alleyway in one step, and when the narrow view around him suddenly opened up, he saw the courtyard, where all the lights were out, and the afterimage of the drill pressing down from the sky.

We also saw Guan Luoyang facing that blow head-on, arms outstretched.

In that instant, Kong Qingyun's field of vision suddenly widened many times over, only to be suddenly squeezed and filled by the figures of those two people.

Even the formidable power of the afterimage drill could not suppress the sudden, soaring, and raging pure blue frenzy on the other side.

As Guan Luoyang opened his arms, a blue aura suddenly expanded around him, scraping rough marks into the bricks beneath his feet.

Strands of swirling, turbulent green energy intertwined and slammed together towards the afterimage drill.

The steel bars surrounding Yan Du were suddenly slowed down a hundred times by the impact of this green energy, moving even slower than a snail crawling.

The arc most suitable for a spiraling diamond shape, while making a creaking sound, also slightly twists and deforms, losing its smooth feel.

Only Yan Du remained, still spinning and drilling, his arms clasped above his head, positioned at the forefront, striking towards Guan Luoyang.

BOOM!!!

Guan Luoyang's arms opened and closed in a single, complete motion, his hands enveloped in a large amount of azure energy, closing in from both sides to block Yan Du's attack.

Within three feet of oneself lies the vast expanse of the universe.

The airflow controlled by the Zhou Tian Dao Chang alone is not enough to affect the steel bars that are bombarding at such high speed.

But now, what fills the Zhou Tian Daoist field is not just cheap air, but pure and fierce azure primordial energy.

Previously, Guan Luoyang did not dare to release too much Azure Bird Yuan Qi at once, but the six days and seven nights of Dao discussion have given him a more detailed understanding of the Mind and Intent Method, and his control over Azure Bird Yuan Qi has naturally reached a new level.

The coordination between the Azure Bird's primordial energy and the Zhou Tian Dao Chang (a Taoist practice) has achieved a harmonious balance between the real and the illusory, the dynamic and the static, and a complete harmony between body and mind.

A blue aura enveloped the surroundings. When Guan Luoyang used his hand to block Yan Du's attack, the blue aura suddenly rose, Yan Du's weight suddenly decreased, and the power of his attack from above was immediately reduced.

Even so, Guan Luoyang, who took the hit head-on, had his feet sink deep into the ground, almost up to his knees.

It's important to know that beneath these bluestone bricks lies a concrete foundation, reinforced with layers of steel mesh. Its hardness is incomparable to that of the foundations of ancient buildings in a typical Jiangnan town.

After Guan Luoyang's feet sank into the ground, the cracks spread outwards to a distance of seven or eight meters.

"good!"

Sanada Sengun couldn't help but praise the exchange.

Leopold was deeply moved by what he saw.

When he challenged Yan Du that time, he endured the attack for about four minutes without seeing Yan Du unleash such a strike, and he never expected that there would be a move that could withstand it.

Kong Qingyun took a deep breath and then relaxed.

All the changes outside the arena could not affect the two people engaged in fierce battle.

After catching the attack, Guan Luoyang flipped his hand and grabbed Yan Du's wrists, swinging his body in mid-air. The blue energy sank down, increasing the force, and he was slammed to the ground.

At the same time, Guan Luoyang's right knee was already poised to strike Yan Du's face.

This move would be an unbearable burden for others, but it is far from enough to deliver the final blow for Yan Du.

Sure enough, while in mid-air, he had already curled up his chest and abdomen, his waist and back as flexible as a ball, and used his left knee to block Guan Luoyang's right foot kick.

His whole body swayed upwards and then fell again, his left foot landing on the ground and his right knee hitting the ground to bear the weight, creating a dent. He then exerted force with his left foot.

His hunched body, like a bowstring weighing ten thousand pounds, suddenly straightened, and Yan Du forcefully bore the sudden increase in his weight, ramming his head forward.

What is the hardest part of a modified martial artist's body?

For 99 percent of people, it should be that metal limb.

However, the brain is the source of true spiritual energy. At this moment, Yan Du emptied his arms and concentrated all his true spiritual energy in his brain, permeating his skull. He was determined to turn his most precious brain into the hardest weapon, showing no regard for life or death.

Guan Luoyang pulled in his stomach, pressed his left palm against the crook of his right elbow, and the tip of his right elbow struck him on the head like a heavy hammer or a spear.

Tsk! ! !

Between the two figures, a clear arc of electricity pierced the air and burst out in all directions.

Guan Luoyang's elbow went numb, and his entire body was pulled out of the pit, staggering back several steps.

A tingling, numb sensation spread throughout his body, and tiny sparks of electricity flickered from Guan Luoyang's pores.

When Yan Du rammed his head, it wasn't just the only way to break the deadlock; it also seemed to be a way to send most of his true spiritual energy into Guan Luoyang's body through the most direct point of contact—his head.

Yan Du stumbled backward, his right foot landing back on the ground.

The thick, long hair bounced and danced wildly due to the constant shifting of electrical potential, with faint, scattered sparks of electricity flickering between the hair roots.

As soon as he looked up, several streams of blood flowed down from the top of his head, one of which snaked all the way down to the bridge of his nose.

But Yan Du didn't have time to wipe it off. He crossed his hands in front of him, and his mechanically made fingers formed a strange handprint, which looked like an embrace or two sharp teeth splitting out from the bottom.

Lightning shot from his head to his hands, striking the ground as he moved his hands and lower limbs.

The handprint formed extremely quickly, but it was still caught by Guan Luoyang's eyesight, and he recognized it.

In previous discussions, Yan Du had emphasized this aspect. In his early years, he only learned martial arts and combat, but later he discovered that some hand gestures and incantations in religious texts had a similar effect of hypnotizing oneself and tapping into one's potential.

He demonstrated several mudras that he considered most useful at the time, and this mudra was one of them, used to correspond to the hungry ghosts in the six realms of reincarnation.

All things borrow power; the third power: the realm of hungry ghosts!

Guan Luoyang was suddenly pulled by a huge suction force and slid towards Yan Du, his body almost leaving a trail of afterimages.

Yan Du grabbed Guan Luoyang's wrists with both hands, locking them in place. The gesture he used resembled a variation of the Hungry Ghost Seal, but it was actually a posture unsuitable for exerting force.

However, after being grabbed like that, Guan Luoyang vaguely felt dizzy, as if his whole body was being compressed and swallowed up by that handprint.

The electrical energy injected into his body was withdrawn, and the azure energy around him involuntarily leaked out during this process.

The azure energy transformed into the light of true spiritual electricity upon contact with Yan Du's body, permeating through his skin and entering his body.

"As expected... it really works..."

Yan Du's voice was filled with excitement. He slowly stood up, and his eyes gradually revealed a tangible electric light that was about an inch long. His hair danced like tiny, yellowish-brown venomous snakes.

The terrifying imagery made him look only three-tenths human, and more like a hungry ghost, as his hand gestures suggested.

"This move only came about after you corrected my mistakes, and I will respectfully let you die by this very move!"

That sudden attack was his most powerful offensive move six days and seven nights ago.

Because at that time, the hungry ghost realm was merely a state that increased digestive capacity, allowing for prolonged fasting, as well as binge eating and consuming everything.

In combat, it's merely used to provide suction, assisting other methods in strangling and killing enemies.

However, at the end of the previous discussion, the questions raised by Guan Luoyang and the evidence he provided gave Yan Du a completely new perspective.

He originally thought that true spiritual energy was a potential energy transformed from the depths of human genes, so profound and mysterious that it was inseparable from an individual's life.

But if only a portion of the true spiritual energy comes from humans, while the other portion comes from outside, then wouldn't this also be a kind of power that can be transferred or plundered?

Yan Du's attempt was indeed successful.

He now even has an impatient feeling.

A formidable enemy like Guan Luoyang might just be the beginning. Once he masters such power, the entire world will become his treasure trove of ingredients.

Of course, devouring the true spiritual energy of the weak is the most ridiculous act, and Yan Du would not stoop to doing it.

After killing Guan Luoyang, his target was the people around him, and then China, that powerful country very close to here, which must have many strong people who could fight him!

click -

Situ Dian stepped on the bricks and stones, which shattered with a sound, and a look of shock appeared on his face.

Harald and the others did not look much better.

The external transmission of true spiritual energy remains a problem that has puzzled the global scientific community to this day.

But now, someone has actually achieved similar abilities using the human body and martial arts.

"That goose-like flight!"

Situ Dianlu was the first to lose his composure; his surging emotions caused a flicker of lightning around him as he prepared to step forward.

Suddenly, a wisp of green energy shot out from there and struck the floor tiles in front of him.

"This battle belongs to me. What...do you want to do?!"

The warning sound was low and filled with a menacing tone.

But when everyone looked over, the one who made that sound was—Guan Luoyang.

Guan Luoyang, who seemed powerless to resist, lifted his eyelids and met the electric gaze of the person opposite him.

"You said that hand seals can hypnotize one's mind and unleash higher potential, which is indeed true, but I can do this without hand seals."

Yan Du suddenly saw his eyes clearly, and those eyes were filled with sorrow and hatred!

Such depth and vastness should never be something a young man like Guan Luoyang could possess.

Guan Luoyang's hand had somehow become clasped around Yan Du's.

He should have weakened, but he showed no signs of weakness at all. His body seemed to have become a valve, drawing a trickle of water from the vast and mysterious world outside.

To this land and this sky, this movement is so minute as to be negligible, far less significant than a drop in the ocean.

But compared to an individual, that tiny stream is already a vast and turbulent torrent.

Just like the answer to Guan Luoyang's previous question, the Mind-Intent Method is to first accept external forces, and then change and strengthen them.

And wasn't there such a process in his life? When he was young, he was still ignorant and unaware that he had grown up. But after he had a mature worldview, he suddenly traveled to that era when he was eighteen.

There were thunder gods and instructors there, many good ones and many bad ones. He could only accept them first and then seek change.

The emotions of that era were not something he was born with, but rather something he absorbed through those six years of experience.

It is also the "momentum" he chose for that part of his life.

"The world is in turmoil, like a burning house; my only wish is to be reborn from the flames."

The omnipresent magnetic field between heaven and earth was slightly disturbed, violently stimulating the cyan primordial energy. As a result, the primordial energy, which was already full of heat, finally broke through the critical line and turned into fire.

The skill is superb, with only a ring of gold and red around the edge.

The flames were controlled by Guan Luoyang and poured into Yan Du's body.

The electric light in Yan Du's eyes grew even more intense, and a low growl escaped his throat as he devoured the flames without hesitation.

He tried to lift his foot, but was blocked by the other party. The energy and firelight brought a huge impact, suppressing his physical movements as they poured in.

He was in increasing pain all over his body, but he still didn't feel that it was time to give up.

On the path of evolution, as long as there is breath, there is no defeat.

Until he heard those words.

"Yan Du, this is not just my Guanluoyang, but also my six years here, my friends, my mentors, and the souls who died by my blade—all burning together in a fierce fire!"

"You can't handle it."

The bionic skin was burned away, and the metal skeleton turned red and softened.

Guan Luoyang's face gradually lost its color, and his lips turned pale. But the flames around him continued to pour in, becoming hotter and hotter, until the metal in his palm had detached from its solid state. Only then did he release his opponent, who was engulfed in flames, and his eyes reflected the surrounding fire and the light before him.

"You have lost."

Amidst the raging flames and boundless pain, the lightning in Yan Du's eyes gradually dissipated. He no longer roared, but swayed slightly and sat down cross-legged.

The remaining electric light suddenly flickered, and the flames twisted slightly in response.

Severely injured, Yan Du had no room to speak; his words were conveyed through electromagnetic waves.

Guan Luoyang vaguely sensed some background noise, but couldn't hear anything clearly.

On the small boat on the river, Sanada Senjun suddenly spoke.

He said, "I lost."

"Losing is fine, but I only lost to you."

Whoosh! Crack! Crack!

As if knowing that the message had finally been conveyed, the last burst of electricity on Yan Du's body extinguished the flames, leaving only a sitting skeleton with metal limbs.

Guan Luoyang's eyelids twitched, and he raised his head to gaze at the night sky, saying with a sneer, "This is why you lost."

(End of this chapter)