Chapter 368 - 359: [Formless Realm. Four Emptiness Heavens], Exorcism Saber, Winged Ring

Chapter 368: Chapter 359: [Formless Realm. Four Emptiness Heavens], Exorcism Saber, Winged Ring

Xie Mingzhi walked back onto the street.

The sunken area on his chest had already recovered.

Having cultivated the Military Martial Dao to his level, he could briefly militarize his body. Both his Defense Force and his recovery abilities far surpassed those of an ordinary Heart Intent Supreme Martial Artist.

He gazed at the godlike, demonic young man in white not far away, and at the magnificent, shocking Demonic Buddha Dharma Form behind him. His lips slowly tightened into a thin line.

For the first time since entering the city, a hint of gravity finally appeared in his eyes, which had been as placid as a still well.

The fanatical worship that had previously appeared on the faces of the Fire Cloud Army subordinates had now transferred to the faces of Hong Huan and the others.

"Is that the Master’s Heart Scene?"

Hong Huan and the others didn’t know.

The Demonic Buddha Dharma Form behind Fu Juemin had already surpassed their understanding of a Martial Dao Heart Scene.

At this moment, they could only feel inexplicable tremors and palpitations running through their bodies.

Fu Juemin watched Xie Mingzhi before him with a tranquil gaze, waiting for him to make a move.

He recognized the man.

The renowned Marshal Ming of the Southwest Fire Cloud Army.

It was under his command that Luan River County had been breached back then.

In a way, their paths had crossed before. He never thought their first meeting would be like this.

Fu Juemin remembered...

’Shouldn’t there be a Demon with this Xie Mingzhi?’

He lifted his gaze and briefly glanced around.

The instant he allowed his focus to drift, Xie Mingzhi, not far away, suddenly moved.

"Three Armies Capture the Commander!"

Xie Mingzhi looked like an old farmer, but the moment he struck, no one in the world could seem more like a ruthlessly decisive general.

A sharp glint flashed in his eyes. He raised his right arm, thrusting it forward like a Big Gun.

Great gouts of bloody mist erupted from every pore on Xie Mingzhi’s body.

This was not essence blood, but the Soldier’s Killing Qi unique to a Soldier Martial Artist. It was similar to a Martial Artist’s Vitality, but its lethality far exceeded that of ordinary Vitality!

The Soldier’s Blood Qi churned violently. Following the motion of Xie Mingzhi’s raised hand, it instantly condensed before him into a tangible, blood-red long spear.

The long spear thrust forward, and an unstoppable, sharp Momentum instantly swept through the entire street before him. The sharp energy condensed without dispersing, gathering into a single line. Wherever it passed, the air tore with a piercing shriek.

"Raid the Camp!"

Xie Mingzhi’s body moved with the spear. In less than half a blink, he suddenly appeared before Fu Juemin, as if he had ignored the distance between them entirely.

"BOOM!!"

A terrifying explosion erupted in the middle of the street. A dense wave of energy rapidly expanded outward from the point of impact, peeling up the bluestone slabs of the ground layer by layer. Debris flew, and dust and smoke billowed...

The aftershocks alone forced the watching Hong Huan and the others to retreat continuously.

However, once this terrifying power passed behind Fu Juemin, it immediately vanished without a trace.

With Fu Juemin’s position as the boundary, there was churning blood mist and exploding shockwaves in front of him; yet behind him, there was no wind or dust. Not even a fallen leaf on the ground stirred. It was a scene of perfect tranquility.

The front and back were a stark contrast, creating an incredibly strong visual dichotomy.

The Desire Realm Celestial Prince Form in the center of the Demonic Buddha Dharma Form lowered its gaze slightly, raised a Dharma Arm, and gently brought it down.

In that instant, all the violent turmoil below was quelled.

The red veil condensed from the Soldier’s Blood Mist dispersed. Everyone saw Xie Mingzhi standing before Fu Juemin, frozen in the posture of a strike, a look of shock on his face.

And his majestic, earth-shattering attack had been gently stopped by Fu Juemin with just a single finger.

Fu Juemin flicked his finger.

The Demon Buddha twirls a flower.

Heavy golden ripples spread out. An irresistible, immense power erupted. Xie Mingzhi’s chest was struck as if by a heavy blow. With a muffled grunt, he was sent flying backward once again.

"BANG!!"

This time was slightly better than the last. He landed several dozen feet away, his feet gouging two large pits in the ground. He then staggered back a dozen more steps in a wretched state before he finally managed to steady himself.

"One move."

Fu Juemin lowered his finger, speaking flatly without even raising his eyelids.

The corner of Xie Mingzhi’s eye twitched violently. He took a deep breath, his expression returning to calm, and then... step by step, he walked toward Fu Juemin again.

He walked very slowly, each step abnormally firm.

With every step Xie Mingzhi took, the Soldier’s Blood Mist swirling around him grew a fraction thicker.

The blood mist grew heavier and more voluminous... until at last, it was as if he were wading through a lake of blood.

It was hard to imagine that his body contained such a vast and abundant amount of Soldier’s Killing Qi.

A Soldier Martial Artist absorbs and expels Soldier’s Killing Qi, gaining unrivaled lethality that far surpasses Martial Artists of the same realm, but they must also pay a corresponding price.

Soldier’s Killing Qi is sharp. Once inside the body, it is like millions of tiny knives scraping within the meridians—an agony that no one without superhuman willpower could endure.

Xie Mingzhi nurtured such a massive amount of Soldier’s Killing Qi within his body. Heaven knows what kind of pain he endured every single moment. Such willpower was already inhuman.

Fu Juemin allowed Xie Mingzhi to build up his Momentum, watching him with great interest.

He had heard about the Military Martial Dao from Big Cat back in Shenghai. It was considered an esoteric branch of the Martial Dao. Seeing it for the first time today, he found it was indeed different from normal Martial Arts, which gave him a sense of novelty.

He even considered whether he should take two steps back to let Xie Mingzhi accumulate even more Momentum.

As he was thinking, Xie Mingzhi had already walked to within five meters of him.

"Tiger Talisman!"

Xie Mingzhi looked him straight in the eyes, took a deep breath, and then brought his hands together in front of his chest.

"Combine!"

In that instant, the massive amount of Soldier’s Killing Qi surrounding Xie Mingzhi began to surge violently.

The blood-red Soldier’s Killing Qi swiftly split into two streams, like two giant red pythons coiling around Fu Juemin from the left and right.

Immediately after, they condensed into the shape of two Tiger-shaped Blood Jades, which began to close in, bit by bit, seeming to move slowly but actually with great speed!!

"KRA... KRA..."

For a moment, Fu Juemin felt a slight pressure.

It was as if two invisible, colossal walls of cast iron and poured steel had suddenly appeared on his left and right, pressing in on him.

The surrounding air groaned as if under an unbearable load, blurring and distorting violently. It was as if the scorching smell of gunpowder and the flames of war were spreading.

Even the golden light of the lotus throne beneath the Demonic Buddha Dharma Form was affected, sending out ripples...

Fu Juemin felt a kind of "Momentum" he had never experienced before.

This Momentum was like the combined battle intent and killing intent of millions of people. It was like two armies, two unstoppable torrents, determinedly converging under the command of a single will!

This Momentum far surpassed the "Momentum" of a typical Martial Artist. An ordinary Martial Artist, even a Heart Intent Transformation Martial Artist, would likely have their Heart Scene shattered, their will broken, and suffer from Body Bursting under its crushing weight.

Fu Juemin savored the sensation.

Then, he extended a hand...

And shattered that "Momentum" with a single palm strike!

"Formless Realm..."

Fu Juemin casually struck with his palm. "Four Emptiness Heavens!"

The Colorless Dharma Realm, the Four Great Emptiness Heavens!

—The Sky of Infinite Space, the Boundless Consciousness Heaven, the Realm of Non-Existence, and the Non-thought Non-non-thought Heaven!

During the many days he had waited in the quiet room for his Dharma Form to take shape, he had not been idle.

The Celestial Blessing Four Great Iron Body Skills corresponded to the four aggregates of "Creation, Abiding, Decay, and Void," like the four corners of a Brocade Kasaya.

Having collected three pieces of this "Kasaya," he could already perceive the pearls, the seven treasures, the relic-gold threads on the Kasaya... All sorts of wondrous enlightenments were now contained within his Martial Arts!

The [Formless Realm] technique, originally created from the fusion and inspiration of the Perfect Dragon Elephant Skill and the Perfect Pharmacist Master Skill, had now given rise to the even more powerful and exquisite variation, [Four Emptiness Heavens].

As Fu Juemin struck with his palm, the Demonic Buddha Dharma Form behind him also raised a Dharma Arm.

Like a shadow following a body, like a reflection in a mirror!

A faint golden Gang Qi appeared in the center of his palm, then abruptly collapsed inward—as if it were being sucked empty from the inside. The golden Gang Qi rapidly grew thin and transparent, until it could no longer be seen.

However, in the eyes of the onlookers, a large area of air around Fu Juemin was rapidly "distorting."

Light and shadow wavered, boundaries blurred!

Everything in that area became extremely unreal amidst the "distortion," as if viewed through a layer of frosted glass, or as if it had sunk completely into another dimension.

At first, the "distorted" area was only about ten feet in radius.

In the blink of an eye, it rapidly expanded, enveloping the surrounding blood mist, the Tiger Talisman, and Xie Mingzhi’s figure...

A moment later, the "distortion" disappeared.

All the bloody light receded, dissipating without a sound, without causing the slightest ripple.

Xie Mingzhi stood rooted to the spot, staring at Fu Juemin, whose expression was one of calm indifference. For a moment, a trace of a daze even flickered in his eyes.

"The second move."

Fu Juemin spoke casually, his tone light.

The long street fell into another dead silence.

Xie Mingzhi also fell silent.

An unknown amount of time passed before a gentle breeze blew by.

Xie Mingzhi looked up and spoke with a calm face.

"Winged Ring!"

As his voice fell, the huge, wheel-like object he had been carrying on his back suddenly began to tremble, emitting a buzzing sound.

Immediately after, the gray cloth strips wrapped layer upon layer around the giant wheel-like object snapped one by one. A huge, magnificent ring-blade—red, yet seeming neither gold nor Jade—was revealed from underneath...

The moment this ring-blade was revealed, the Exorcism Saber that had been hanging at Fu Juemin’s waist seemed to sense something and trembled slightly.

"Tsk..."

Fu Juemin naturally noticed the Exorcism Saber’s strange behavior. A look of surprise and wonder appeared on his face. He clicked his tongue and fixed his gaze on the red ring-blade on Xie Mingzhi’s back.

—The ring-blade landed in Xie Mingzhi’s hand. It was the size of a wagon wheel.

Its entire body was as red as blood, yet it had a translucent quality like amber.

The body of the ring was carved with fine, exquisite patterns of flames and some kind of feathers, layered over one another like burning clouds, as if about to spread its wings.

On the inner side of the Red Ring, faint streams of red light could be seen flowing, like the blood of a living creature or subterranean magma flowing endlessly on its surface...

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