Chapter 1106: Chapter 1105 Sudden Major Incident_1
"To combine martial arts with the Spiritual Path?"
With a spiritual power that exceeded the Void Origin Realm, Shi Xiaole was the only one on the scene who saw clearly the masterstroke of the Ghost Carriage’s lord, and he couldn’t help but feel his heart pound with shock. This was because he felt the dual power of martial arts and the Spiritual Path from this one move!
Years ago, by a stroke of luck, Shi Xiaole comprehended the ’Heart Thunder One Sword,’ and for the first time combined martial arts with the Spiritual Path, treating it as a secret weapon he didn’t dare reveal to others.
The reality proved that the world was never short of talented individuals, and compared to Shi Xiaole, the lord of the Ghost Carriage’s fusion of martial arts and the Spiritual Path was undoubtedly much deeper and more mysterious, not to be spoken of in the same breath.
Shi Xiaole grew more focused, not daring to miss any detail in the fight.
Spurt!
Blood rained upon the clear sky.
The Martial Emperor withdrew with injuries, and after a moment of latency, roaring noise that broke through the heavens erupted from all directions. No one could believe that the man who ruled for the last thousand years, number one on the Emperor List, was the first to sustain injuries.
"What move is this?"
Withdrawing a hundred thousand meters, the Martial Emperor asked solemnly.
"Nothingness."
The voice of the lord of the Ghost Carriage was elusive and unpredictable.
Nothingness and existence are two completely opposite concepts, just like his move just now, which transcended the categories of illusion and reality. Existence is non-existence, but the moment you ignore it, you will immediately suffer the most terrible heavy damage.
The pupils of the four great Martial Emperors constricted. From the outcome, it was clear they had underestimated the killing move of the Ghost Carriage’s lord. The Martial Emperor didn’t fail to resist; he simply didn’t have the time to do so. If they were in his place, it wouldn’t be any better, only worse.
The lord of the Ghost Carriage extended his right hand once more.
Spurt!
The Martial Emperor spat out blood and retreated. This time his counterattack was quicker than before, but it was suppressed midway, clearly unequal to the opponent’s killing move.
Spurt, spurt, spurt.
The pitch-black right hand of the lord of the Ghost Carriage, like the Grim Reaper’s fierce claws, was elusive and unpredictable, difficult to fathom. Every time it clawed onto the Martial Emperor’s body, one could hear a grinding, crunching noise like two of the hardest metals colliding. Successive aftershocks spread outwards, and part of the Array System of the Endless Risky Peak was blasted until only a thin layer remained.
One should know that at an altitude of twenty thousand meters in the Endless Risky Peak, the level of the Array Systems was infinitely close to the Sky Origin Realm, which meant that the lord of the Ghost Carriage’s killing moves were almost pressuring towards the Sky Origin Realm!
"Sect Leader is mighty!"
"The humiliation from six hundred years ago, today it shall all be returned! What Righteous, what Devil Path, they’re nothing but a bunch of hypocrites who invert right and wrong. From now on, you will be the devils!"
Seeing the lord of the Ghost Carriage seize the initiative, countless Devil Path experts boiled with excitement, some bursting into loud laughter, some with thrilled expressions, all looking at their king with eyes full of worship.
Even the Sect Masters of the Demon Door Six Paths of the Flying Horse Dynasty, as well as the top forces of the Martial World from the Devil Path, could hardly hide their fervor.
On the other hand, the heroes of the Righteous Path fell silent together, watching the Martial Emperor’s awkward steps, trapped by the opponent’s attack without the means to advance or retreat, barely managing to avoid having an arm torn off, their hearts sinking to the bottom, a heavy chill crawling up their spines.
Boom!
The mountain behind the Martial Emperor shook violently. He spewed a cloud of blood mist from his mouth, his energy weakened to the extreme, and the black claw relentlessly reached for his head.
Many heroes of the Righteous Path almost couldn’t help but intervene.
"Emperor’s Eight Mysterious Yellow Palm!"
Like a dormant volcano suddenly erupting, everyone was shocked to discover that the Martial Emperor’s momentum at this moment was even stronger than at his peak by thirty percent. With one punch, the intense light obscured the sun above, and each strand of light was strong enough to scorch souls.
Clang!!!
A sound wave ten times greater than that of a collapsing mountain and sea spread in all directions, and the world suddenly quieted, because people’s eardrums lost perception. Had it not been for the protection of the Array System, just this one hit would have claimed countless lives.
"Turning injuries into momentum and will, Martial Emperor, if this is your full strength, this lord will be very disappointed."
The dark sky-covering claw pressed down, and the silent world once again lost its light.
Including the four great Martial Emperors, everyone’s souls trembled. It turned out the Martial Emperor wasn’t unable to resist earlier; he was merely borrowing the force of the lord of the Ghost Carriage.
The Emperor’s Martial Way is the unyielding martial way. Unless one admits defeat oneself, who can grind away their will? The question is, how can injuries be turned into momentum and will, how can one accomplish all this?
Shi Xiaole pondered thoughtfully.
If even life and death can be transformed, and negative forces turned into positive ones, Shi Xiaole is not surprised by the Martial Emperor’s methods. However, without a doubt, the opponent’s killing moves had opened a brand new door for Shi Xiaole, deepening his understanding and application of the Supreme Martial Arts by a whole level.
On the other side, the lord of the Ghost Carriage’s "Nothingness" continued to attack, the high degree of integration between martial arts and the Spiritual Path equally giving Shi Xiaole much to reflect on, something within him seemingly breaking out of its cocoon.
"You will not be disappointed, Emperor Eight Mysterious Kill!"
This was the Martial Emperor’s response. Facing the pitch-black giant claw, the golden fist light charged against it, with a thunderous boom, the black claw disintegrated like a piece of paper in a fierce fire, the golden fist light using up only eighty percent of its power. The remaining twenty percent continued its advance, utterly engulfing the void where the lord of the Ghost Carriage stood.
"What?!"
The Daxia Martial Emperor’s heart pounded with alarm, not for any other reason but because the power of this fist far surpassed his own killing moves. If before, the Daxia Martial Emperor still had confidence that he wouldn’t be easily defeated by the Martial Emperor, now, all that remained was endless bitterness.
Facing this punch, other than being severely injured, he had no other option. Was this the Martial Emperor’s original strength, or had the opponent made a breakthrough on the spot?
Boom!
In the sound of a hammer on a drum, a white shadow shot out like a cannonball; a few people saw a cloud of blood mixed with liver fragments burst from the white shadow’s chest and spray out behind him, actually piercing through the void.
"Sect Leader!"
Someone screamed in agony.
"Moon-Devouring Demon’s Glamour!"
Before the scream subsided, a will from the darkness, like the gaping maw of a demon, locked onto the Martial Emperor from ten thousand meters away. The Martial Emperor felt dizzy and blurred, the second punch he was about to unleash was forcibly stopped in mid-air. His internal energy leaked, backlashing and severely injuring his veins and bones, causing him to spew blood.
No sooner had their momentum stopped than the two unparalleled experts collided again, one a peerless emperor walking amongst mortals, exuding dominance with every move, acting freely and forcefully. The other, a terrifying specter in the stealth of night, with each move a death claiming strike, full of inscrutable trickery.
An area of a million miles had become their battlefield, and a single drop of their blood was powerful enough to inflict heavy damage on Heaven Realm Martial Emperors, leaving the onlookers stupefied, their minds blank.
In comparison to this roller-coaster of a battle, full of twists and turns, Shi Xiaole’s earlier duel with the Fiery Flame Child Emperor was just child’s play, not even in the same league.
Even in cities quite far from the Endless Risky Peak, all the warriors leaped onto the roofs, collectively looking into the distance, witnessing what might be the most exciting peak duel of the last thousand years!
A hundred thousand exchanges.
Two hundred thousand exchanges.
Three hundred thousand exchanges.
The battle lasted from noon well into the night, the night sky lit up by the erupted Vigorous Air as if it were daylight, and continued until the next morning, still without end.
"Their cultivation is diminishing, but their momentum is all the more fierce, perhaps my guess was correct."
Whether it was the Martial Emperor or the master of the Ghost Carriage, both had reached the pinnacle of life, with their realms so high that even if the spirit energy of heaven and earth were to increase a hundredfold, it would not be possible for them to advance to the Sky Origin Realm—they could only hope to break the barrier of their current realm!
To Shi Xiaole, this seemed to be one of the main purposes of their duel: to use each other as a stepping stone for a breakthrough, even if there was a chance of being truly killed by the opponent.
This was the spirit that warriors ought to possess. From this perspective, both were worthy of admiration.
Shi Xiaole watched intently, his admiration turning into reverence. The way each exchange brought him countless inspirations, combined with his past training, led to entirely new transformations.
The others were no different, and besides Shi Xiaole, the ones who benefited the most were the four Martial Emperors. They watched the battle while internalizing it, entering a state of self-forgetting.
By the fifth day of the duel, the Martial Emperor and the master of the Ghost Carriage had weakened to the extreme because without any reservations, they had used up too much Vigorous Air with frequent killing moves.
By the sixth day.
Their strength had almost fallen below the forbidden level, which made many onlookers’ eyes spark with interest, yet no one dared to act recklessly.
Behind these two stood the entities of the Righteous Path and the Devil Path; to go against them was to offend the entire Martial World. Not to mention that the means of the two were unfathomable, and strength was only part of their capabilities.
But no one expected that at the hour of Chen on the seventh day, a faint glimmer of light in the distance blinked, and in the next moment, transformed into a beam of blood-red spear light shooting rapidly forward, as if even the sun had been pierced through.
"Who!"
The Daxia Martial Emperor struck with a palm, his majestic palm technique shaking heaven and earth, but caught off guard, he was a fraction of a second too slow.
And that fraction of a second let the front half of the blood-red spear light bypass the obstruction of the palm force, impaling both the dodging Martial Emperor and the master of the Ghost Carriage who were too slow to evade.
Thump thump!
The sound, like that of a glass bottle being shattered, resonated in everyone’s hearts. The champions of Righteousness and Evil saw large holes in the hearts of the Martial Emperor and the master of the Ghost Carriage, with a red gleam moving back and forth within, blood flowing unceasingly.
This area was already one of the most fatal parts of the human body, and the fact that both of their cultivations were already so weakened just added insult to injury. No one could have anticipated that a Forbidden Martial Emperor lay hidden on the Endless Risky Peak, choosing this moment to strike so suddenly.
With the abilities of the two Martial Emperors, they wouldn’t necessarily die, but a severe blow to the heart would certainly greatly affect their strength, and whether they could recover in the future remained uncertain.
"Can you really escape?"
The blood-red spear light vanished as quickly as it appeared; the attacker flew away without turning back, leaving behind a long trail of laughter. But he underestimated the Daxia Martial Emperor’s strength.
After failing to intercept the spear light, the number one person of the Daxia Martial World, in a rare burst of fury, clapped his hands together. Within a hundred thousand miles, the void turned into a prison. The attacker’s movements hesitated, revealing a blurry figure.
Boom boom boom!
The Daxia Martial Emperor charged fiercely, combining dozens of moves into one. Amidst earth-shattering explosions, it turned out that the Daxia Martial Emperor was left with only two pieces of a sleeve, his face sullenly watching into the distance.
"Daxia Martial Emperor, you just wait for me."
The spitefully triumphant voice was carried by the wind, lingering for a long time above the sky of the Endless Risky Peak.
