Chapter 581: Chapter 363: Martial Saint Methods
The war chariot cut across the sky, quickly exiting Yun Jin City, disappearing into the clouds, crushing a trail of white clouds along the way, causing many to look up and watch.
War chariots are not strong in attack power, nor are they fast; they are actually not very useful.
However, in the Five Great Domains, these things symbolize identity and power. Even if someone has the ability to build one, they dare not use it recklessly; if their reputation isn’t strong, they can easily be beaten.
Just like the war chariot driven by Li Tianming and Sun Wu, even though this is Beiding Continent, the Martial Kings here will recognize that this is the Fire Cloud Cave’s war chariot at first glance. Even if dissatisfied, they can only suppress their anger.
If it had been emblazoned with an unrecognizable symbol, it would have been struck down in Yun Jin City earlier.
"Rumbling..."
Suddenly, a massive hand stretched out from deep within the clouds, shattering countless clouds, and began striking towards the war chariot.
"Such audacity!"
Li Tianming’s voice resonated from within the war chariot. The next moment, he rushed out from the inside, launching a punch towards the massive hand.
The aura belonging to a Peak Martial King spread from him, causing the winds to surge and clouds to churn in an instant.
Bearing a bellyful of anger at Yang Tao for not giving face to the Fire Cloud Cave, this punch was delivered with resentment, and its power was earth-shattering.
An enormous fist seal detached from his hand, rapidly swelling, and collided with the gigantic hand in an instant.
"Boom!"
Li Tianming’s body shook, and his expression immediately changed as he felt a colossal power descend, instantly shattering the fist seal.
The massive hand moved unstoppably, continuing its descent.
"Who dares act so brazenly!"
Sun Wu also rushed out from the war chariot, emitting ten thousand shining rays from his body. He unleashed three consecutive punches, finally shattering the massive hand midway.
The fierce winds danced, and the dissipated power surged like a tsunami, reverberating in all directions. The two stood atop the war chariot, eyes fixed on the clouds ripped apart, only to see a young man with a stern expression strolling out leisurely.
"Four punches to dissipate my palm, Fire Cloud Cave is indeed remarkable!"
Wei Fan walked upon the air, the power in his palm sufficient to strike dead some Peak Martial Kings. Yet, the combined efforts of Li Tianming and Sun Wu could shatter his palm seal; the two sent from Fire Cloud Cave were undoubtedly carefully selected, comparable to the likes of Niu Yue from the Five-Colored Demon Bull Race.
Is this praise or belittling?
Li Tianming and Sun Wu tensed all over, having collided once; they understood the terror of the person before them.
This was at least a Saint Child-level figure, one of the most powerful among Saint Children.
"Who are you, and why do you attack the two of us?"
Though not native to Beiding Continent, Beiding Continent and Nan Hengzhou are neighbors; they had seen portraits of eminent figures.
Sun Wu racked his brains searching his memory, yet found that the man before him seemed absent among Beiding Continent’s eminent figures.
He couldn’t comprehend why the other party wanted to attack them because they were too arrogant in Yun Jin City before? That could be possible; Yun Jin City had just undergone a large battle, reportedly involving a stranger Demon Hunter powerhouse named "Nether Fire" who slew several Ninth-Layer Demon Kings.
"Are you the Demon Hunter Nether Fire?"
Li Tianming blurted out.
With all Saint Child-level figures in Beiding Continent having gone to the Wilderness, only "Nether Fire," who emerged two days ago, held such might.
"Not bad, you actually know the name Nether Fire!"
Wei Fan raised his eyebrows, having retreated for two days to evolve the Human Emperor Bell, and the name Nether Fire had already spread.
Upon hearing this, Sun Wu and Li Tianming revealed serious expressions: "We seem to have no enmity, right? If our arrogance in Yun Jin City before offended you, please forgive us!"
They were arrogant, but also careful about whom they were dealing with.
This Nether Fire supposedly decimated Ninth-layer Demon King strongmen like slaughtering dogs during the earlier Human-Demon War; such a person is bound to have a background.
Even if Fire Cloud Cave was powerful, they would not casually provoke formidable enemies.
"No enmity?"
Wei Fan smiled, his facial muscles then wriggled, restoring his true appearance.
Instantly, a face that was handsome yet carried a hint of sternness and youth appeared before Li Tianming and Sun Wu.
"Aren’t you looking for me? Going so far as to threaten my friend’s family." Wei Fan’s tone began to lace with a cold edge.
Li Tianming and Sun Wu’s pupils contracted fiercely: "You are Wei Fan!"
Wei Fan is Nether Fire, Nether Fire is Wei Fan.
This guy is simply audacious, having offended the Zilan Sect and Fire Cloud Cave, killed the Five-Colored Demon Bull Niu Jiang, and still ventured into Yun Jin City to participate in battle.
The most crucial aspect: at the time in Yin Chuan City, relying on a Great Tripod to subdue Martial King Ninth-layer strongmen, he has now grown to casually crush Martial King Ninth-layer strongmen.
The previous palm made even them, as Peak Martial Kings, feel pressured.
They were not ordinary Peak Martial Kings; even among Peak Martial Kings, there were vast differences.
The Peak Martial King from an ordinary background is certainly not as good as a Holy Sect Martial King, and an average Peak Martial King from a Holy Sect is no match for the Peak Martial King from the Fire Cloud Cave.
The Fire Cloud Cave has over twenty thousand years of heritage. In this generation alone, there are three living Martial Saints. Over these twenty thousand years, the Fire Cloud Cave has produced dozens of Martial Saints. The Martial Arts refined over these twenty millennia by so many Martial Saints cannot be compared to the average Holy Sect’s Peak Martial King.
"Understood, now you can go die!"
Wei Fan’s body trembled, and his Blood Qi surged like an ocean. In an instant, he charged towards Sun Wu and Li Tianming like a bolt of lightning across the sky.
He could have concealed his identity, but since Li Tianming and Sun Wu were frantically searching for him, he felt that it would be pointless to kill them without revealing who he was.
"Boom..."
The overbearing aura, like raging waves, impacted the sky. Li Tianming and Sun Wu felt as though before them was not a person, but a surging ocean rushing towards them.
"I’ve been fretting that I couldn’t find you; it’s good you came!"
"Let’s go together!"
The two shouted in unison. Knowing it was Wei Fan, they were not as cautious as before because their original target was Wei Fan.
Like two bolts of lightning splitting from a war chariot, the terrifying aura of a Peak Martial King burst from their bodies, as their Martial King Divine Soldiers appeared in their hands, glowing between their eyebrows.
Sun Wu’s Martial King Divine Soldier was a Great Halberd, while Li Tianming’s was a jade-green Divine Sword, both at the top Martial King level.
"He’s become a Body Refining Martial King, don’t engage him in close combat!"
Sun Wu shouted. Seeing the ocean-like Qi Blood on Wei Fan, he knew Wei Fan was a rare Martial King in Jianghu who also practiced Body Refining. Keeping a distance during a fight is safer because their bodies are the most terrifying Divine Soldiers.
You might only scratch his skin with a slice, but his punch could nearly kill you.
His Great Halberd trembled, the top-tier Martial King Divine Soldier’s waves swept open, blazing flames rose, and the enormous halberd shadow slashed straight at Wei Fan’s head.
Li Tianming’s sword light soared, and hundreds of Sword Auras appeared, covering Wei Fan.
Faced with the oncoming attack, Wei Fan did not dodge, instead, he directly punched out, and instantly all the Sword Auras exploded, the halberd shadow shattered, completely unable to withstand a single blow.
"That wasn’t even his strongest skill yet!"
"He hasn’t even unleashed that terrifying Great Tripod yet!"
Li Tianming and Sun Wu’s expressions completely changed. Even though the previous strike wasn’t their strongest, it was close enough, yet it was easily broken by Wei Fan, whose speed showed no sign of slowing.
And in their intelligence, the most terrifying thing about Wei Fan was still the Great Tripod, which compared to a Holy Soldier, was indestructible.
If Wei Fan really got close to them, it would be nothing but a dead-end for them.
"Use the ultimate move!"
Sun Wu shouted. Originally, he hoped to take Wei Fan down with Li Tianming’s strength so they could save the Sacred Artifacts given by the Martial Saint, but after one exchange he realized that even if they teamed up, they couldn’t deal with Wei Fan, and delaying would likely cost them the chance to use the Sacred Artifacts.
Flicking their wrists, each pulled out a Jade Bottle engraved with runes, containing one drop of crystal-clear liquid like a diamond.
Without hesitation, they tipped their heads back and swallowed the contents of the bottles.
"Boom..."
In an instant, both of their auras erupted like a volcanic explosion, rapidly escalating, causing the world to change, with an ocean of Essence Qi rushing madly towards them.
Meanwhile, a Saint-level wave spread from both of them, seemingly about to crush the void.
"What is that?"
Wei Fan’s eyes narrowed. The Saint-level wave from Li Tianming and Sun Wu was even stronger than Yuan Jie’s, who possessed Holy Blood, yet weaker than the wave from a Holy Soldier.
In that instant, his Golden Primordial Spirit felt immense pressure and instinctively opened its eyes.
"Be careful, they consumed Holy Power!"
Feng Hua appeared from afar, loudly warning Wei Fan.
This is a terrifying power refined from the body of a Martial Saint powerhouse, capable of temporarily boosting the consumer’s strength with no side effects, greatly surpassing the power of a typical Peak Martial King, and temporarily granting a degree of Martial Saint might.
Countless patterns emerged from Li Tianming and Sun Wu, extending into the void, invoking the mighty power of the Dao.
In an instant, Saint Might enveloped them, emitting an oppressive force that made the Heart Spirit tremble.
"Knowing you have a Great Tripod made of Profound Yellow Stone, how could we not prepare? Wei Fan, you’re too arrogant, daring to kill the disciples of the Spring and Autumn Martial Saint from the Fire Cloud Cave, thinking the Fire Cloud Cave is comparable to a Holy Sect like the Zilan Sect?"
Sun Wu’s hair flew wildly as his emotions fluctuated, the heavens and earth stirred with wind and clouds, the void alternately blistering with heat and freezing to winter cold, snowflakes danced.
Holy Power!
Though it can be refined by Martial Saints, not every Martial Saint has this capability. Even if it can be refined, without the corresponding Secret Techniques taught to disciples, rashly using Holy Power would blow them to pieces.
Such methods are only within the purview of deeply rooted, ancient Holy Sects—it’s not as if anyone could just consume Holy Power upon refinement.
Wei Fan raised an eyebrow: "Martial Saint methods are truly amazing. Looks like I underestimated Martial Saint powerhouses!"
He hadn’t expected Martial Saint powerhouses to grant their power to disciples for protection and combat. Although he was confident he could easily obliterate most Saint Child-level figures, after ingesting Holy Power, Li Tianming and Sun Wu posed a significant threat, capable of killing him.
Yet this Holy Power is actually just imbued with some of the Martial Saint’s might and could never give Li Tianming and Sun Wu the same strength as a Martial Saint.
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