Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

In the few breaths after the transfer of power ended, the refined and easy-going Wuyazi transformed into a skinny, emaciated old man.

"Click...crack..."

As the infusion of internal energy came to a complete end, Wu Yazi could no longer maintain the posture of holding up Qin Han. His withered arms fell limply down, and his entire body lost its last support, collapsing softly forward...

In that instant, a glint flashed in Qin Han's eyes, who had been passively enduring the attack. The Northern Darkness True Qi within his body spread throughout his entire being with a thought.

The body that Wu Yazi had been holding in the air twisted at an incredible angle as it fell, and its feet landed steadily on the ground without making a sound.

"call out!"

Then, with lightning speed, he reached out and supported Wu Yazi's thin, hunched, and lifeless body.

"Master..."

Qin Han called out softly, his voice carrying a hint of complexity.

There is the joy of getting what you want and the relief of achieving great success, but there is also an unspeakable heaviness and sorrow.

Supporting Wu Yazi's body against the stone bed, with only faint, almost imperceptible breathing, the old man stretched out his withered hand and placed it on Qin Han's shoulder.

"Huff... huff..."

The sound of exhalation came from Wu Yazi's throat, and his sunken eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a complex sense of kindness and concern that Qin Han felt.

"Han'er..."

Wu Yazi's voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz, yet it reached Qin Han's ears clearly.

"As your teacher... I can see a very strong sharpness in your eyes... but you have been hiding it... hiding that sharpness..."

Qin Han's heart skipped a beat. He had always harbored ambitions, but they had been suppressed. In the past two months, with his long-cherished wish about to be fulfilled, he couldn't help but feel a little unable to suppress his inner desires.

Unexpectedly, he was seen through in front of this old man who was nearing the end of his life. He subconsciously wanted to explain, but Wu Yazi gently raised his hand to stop him.

"As your teacher... I don't know if you're seeking revenge... or if you have other motives... but... but remember... leave others some leeway, and yourself... leave yourself seven-tenths of a way out... Don't... no matter what you do, never completely reveal your purpose..."

"...Heh...whoosh..."

The last gasps of breath rang out again. Wu Yazi used the last of his strength to say these words. His withered chest was like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.

However, there was no fear of death in his eyes, only a deep sense of entrustment to his newly accepted disciple.

"Master..."

Qin Han's throat felt blocked by something, and he couldn't utter a single word. Hot tears welled up uncontrollably from his eyes.

Wu Yazi seemed to know that he was about to reach the end of his life, and with his last breath, he continued to give his last words.

"Your master... has already passed on sixty years of Northern Darkness True Qi to you... helping you transcend the Innate Realm and reach the pinnacle... With the Arrogant Cold Blade Technique, under heaven... no one but a Grandmaster can defeat you... But... but remember not to be arrogant and complacent... Heroes are as numerous as carp crossing a river, and despicable villains... are even more numerous as hairs on a cow... In the future, when you roam the martial world... you must be more careful..."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "Especially... single Taoist priests, monks, children, and... beautiful women... never easily trust these four types of people."

"Have you... have you memorized everything?"

Wu Yazi looked at Qin Han one last time.

"Disciple...Han'er...Han'er has remembered it all!!"

Qin Han tried his best to speak in a calm tone.

Seeing Qin Han's reaction, Wu Yazi revealed a relieved smile, a smile that deepened the wrinkles on his face.

"Good...good...this way...this way your teacher...can go to see Canghai in peace..."

The word "vast ocean" is spoken very lightly, yet it carries a beautiful longing and tenderness.

After saying these last words, the old man's smile froze, his eyes, which had been fixed on Qin Han, slowly closed, and the hand that had been on his shoulder slipped down limply.

The stone chamber fell into a deathly silence.

Wu Yazi, the brilliant and influential leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, finally reached the end of his life.

Qin Han stared blankly at the lifeless old man, tears blurring his vision. He gently wiped away his tears and carefully placed Wu Yazi's body gently on the stone bed.

After finishing all this, Qin Han composed himself.

After the grief subsided, an unprecedentedly powerful feeling surged through my entire body.

Within his dantian, the qi was slowly rotating according to a mysterious law, and the gray and white true qi was surging endlessly in his meridians.

The temperament of Qin and Han underwent a dramatic transformation at this moment!

His already strong and handsome features became even more angular, with his sword-like eyebrows slanting upwards, exuding an imposing and stern aura, and his dark eyes as deep as the sea.

This is because he had just broken through to the pinnacle, and the true energy in his body was too abundant. He was not yet able to perfectly control it, so an invisible and powerful aura spread outwards.

Qin Han activated the Northern Darkness Divine Art, attempting to retract the outward-released aura into his body. The gray and white true energy radiance circulated around his body before gradually disappearing.

That imposing and sharp aura disappeared, and he returned to his previous reserved and composed demeanor, but the depth in his eyes could no longer be concealed.

He remained silent for a moment as he watched Wuyazi pass away peacefully.

Qin Han channeled his inner energy to his throat and used a peculiar method to condense his voice into a single line and transmit it out.

This is precisely the "thousand-mile sound transmission" method unique to the Free and Unfettered Sect.

"Su Xinghe, bring in the Eight Friends of Hangu Pass... so that they may see their master one last time."

His voice pierced through the layers of stone walls, echoing in the ears of Su Xinghe and the others in the Valley of the Deaf and Mute.

"Click-clack~"

Not long after, a faint sound of a mechanism came from the stone gate. If it were the Qin Han of the past, he would not have heard it. Now, no sound within a hundred meters could escape his ears, let alone this faint sound of a mechanism.

As the stone door slowly opened.

A figure staggered in and rushed in. It was Su Xinghe. As soon as he entered the stone chamber and saw Wu Yazi lying peacefully on the stone bed, clearly having passed away, he cried out in grief, his knees buckled, and he knelt down and wept bitterly.

"Master!!"

Following closely behind, eight more figures filed in. They were the "Eight Friends of Hangu Pass," who had been expelled from the sect by Su Xinghe but still cared deeply for it. Because they had pleaded with Wuyazi during the Qin and Han dynasties, Wuyazi had instructed Su Xinghe to bring them back into the sect.

These eight people are none other than Kang Guangling, the "Madman of the Qin"; Fan Bailing, the "Chess Demon"; Gou Du, the "Bookworm"; Wu Lingjun, the "Painting Maniac"; Xue Muhua, the "Divine Doctor"; Feng Asan, the "Craftsman"; Shi Qinglu, the "Flower Fan"; and Li Kuilei, the "Opera Fan".

When they saw Wu Yazi's body, they all showed grief on their faces, cried out and knelt down, and the entire stone chamber was quickly filled with mournful cries.

Qin Han stood aside, watching everything silently.

(The realms of martial arts in this chaotic world are divided into: third-rate, second-rate, first-rate, innate, supreme, grandmaster, great grandmaster, celestial being...)

(Third-rate, second-rate, and first-rate martial artists use internal energy, and their martial arts can achieve feats such as flying over rooftops and scaling walls. Their battles resemble those between Wing Chun and Hung Kuen, with the intense fighting techniques accompanied by the sound of air being cut through, but without any special effects.)

(When a martial artist's internal energy reaches a qualitative change, it gradually transforms into true qi, generating innate protective qi. Each move carries the powerful support of this protective qi, creating a subtle yet effective effect of true qi in the martial arts techniques.)

(After reaching the pinnacle, the strongest warriors are filled with true qi, which can protect their bodies. Martial arts using true qi have their own stable effects, no longer appearing and disappearing like those of innate martial artists. For example, the pinnacle masters of the Nine Yang Divine Skill have crimson true qi flowing throughout their bodies, while the Qin and Han dynasties' Northern Darkness Divine Skill has gray and white flowing patterns. When they unleash their full power in powerful martial arts, they can easily shatter gold and jade. Just like the air-together palm strikes between the Toad Style and the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, the powerful moves can even cause mountains to collapse and the earth to split!)

(Note: Even those at a higher level are not invincible! Powerful martial arts, precious swords, powerful backgrounds, and even the lowest of the low, such as using poison, scheming, and any means necessary, can be used to challenge martial artists at a higher level!)