Pei Tu Gou

Chapter 308 Pouring Across the Fields, Sweeping Through All Directions (Bonus Chapter)

Tianren Wangqi Technique.

Returning to Xuanxing, all martial arts rooted in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth lost their meaning. However, this Tianren Wangqi Technique created by Huangfu was unaffected.

Tianren Wangqi Technique.

Its essence lies not in the amount of true qi, nor in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but in understanding the greater trends through subtle observations, using human calculation to predict the heavens.

Living between heaven and earth, every action of a person triggers a chain reaction.

The same is true of heaven and earth; the changes in heaven and earth reflect the changes in people.

One can see the big through the small, the universe through the minute, and also see people through the heavens, calculating individuals through the grand trends.

At this moment, in An Qisheng's eyes,

The source of resentment deep within the distant snow mountain, rippled along with his gaze.

.......

At the bottom of the dark snow mountain abyss, a red light flickered for a moment.

Corpses fell from the sky one after another, making continuous muffled sounds. Then, they were drained of their essence, resentment, and the despair between life and death.

The creaking groans sounded again, and within the raised coffin lid, a pair of scarlet, blood-like eyes could be vaguely seen.

Whirr~

As the coffin lid gradually rose, the countless talismans pasted on it moved without wind, emitting a dim golden light.

On the red coffin, ink lines glowed, deeply etched into the wood, and faintly, drops of scarlet blood could be seen flowing out.

"Old Celestial Master, you are but a mortal after all. Your talismans cannot last forever! Your power is fading. So, your power is not eternal either..."

With a low, cold snort, the coffin lid slowly lowered again, until it was tightly sealed:

"Interesting, such a world also has someone who can sense my existence..."

.......

In the Himalayas, An Qisheng walked side by side with Daoist Juechen.

Both moved extremely quickly. Without seeing how their bodies moved, it seemed that a light tap of their feet could cross over a hundred meters. Any mountain rocks or deep ravines were like flat ground, unable to hinder their steps in the slightest.

Ordinary people who glanced over might not even be able to capture their movements.

In ancient times, this would be immortal arts, miracles. Ordinary people would prostrate and worship, believing they had seen immortals.

As they walked, Daoist Juechen couldn't help but have a probing thought, and he gradually increased his speed, creating a whistling sound.

But to his slight surprise, no matter how much he increased his speed, An Qisheng always walked alongside him, never exceeding him by half a point, nor falling behind by half an inch.

As he strolled, he seemed to be perfectly integrated with the Earth's magnetic field, as if a celestial being had descended to earth, without any trace of worldliness.

'What kind of fortuitous encounter could cause such an earth-shattering change in a person's realm?'

Finally, Daoist Juechen gave up the idea.

He only felt that he was not competing with An Qisheng, but with the sages of the past. This seemingly ordinary young man inadvertently reminded him of four words.

Yuan Ting Yue Zhi (as deep as a pool, as majestic as a mountain).

An Qisheng naturally noticed Daoist Juechen's thoughts, but he wasn't surprised. Martial artists competing for victory was inevitable.

It was just that he couldn't compare himself to Daoist Juechen.

Without the Jiazi years in the Jiu Fu Realm, there was no way he could catch up with Daoist Juechen's decades of cultivation.

But what a great opportunity was the crossing between two realms?

He dominated one realm, carrying on the path of his predecessors and opening up the future, creating a sect that would not decline for three thousand years. How huge was the harvest?

Whoosh~

Amidst the whistling of the air currents,

Daoist Juechen suddenly moved horizontally. A zombie that was leaping a hundred meters away had barely uttered half a roar before he punched it in the neck.

With a crack,

The zombie's head bent backward ninety degrees, falling into the mountain forest along with its corpse.

"Only partial instincts, truly a walking corpse."

Daoist Juechen turned around and walked back, his sleeves fluttering, chasing after An Qisheng.

The physique of this zombie was no weaker than the Dan Realm. Its pure defense was even better than that of the Dan Realm. However, it only had the remaining instincts of an ordinary person. Not to mention him,

Even a martial artist who had mastered the subtle changes of Ming and An Jin could kill it.

What ordinary people truly couldn't deal with were terrifying existences like the previous female zombie, which was invulnerable to swords and guns, and couldn't be killed even by artillery shells.

After all, at that level, no matter how good the technique was, it would be meaningless.

"A spirit-depleted land is not without its benefits."

Glancing at this scene, An Qisheng had a thought in his mind.

Xuanxing had no spiritual energy of heaven and earth at all, the soil for evil existences. These zombies lacked the necessary energy, like fish out of water, and their threat level dropped sharply.

If it were in a world with resentment and ominous qi,

It wouldn't be a matter of just one punch for Daoist Juechen to kill it.

Of course, if heaven and earth had spiritual energy, Daoist Juechen, a remarkable figure who could achieve such accomplishments in a spirit-depleted land, would improve ten or a hundred times more than this zombie.

Perhaps he wouldn't even need a punch.

From this, it could be inferred that the zombie king, Zhu Shang, who was ten million times stronger than these zombies, would be even more affected.

His mountain-like, majestic body consumed enough power to exhaust thousands or tens of thousands of people with a single sneeze.

Whoosh~

The two of them continued to advance in silence. Other than killing all the zombies they encountered along the way, they had no intention of delaying.

Soon, the mountain forest turned into hills, and then, the vegetation disappeared, and the temperature became cold.

Soon, the sky had already darkened, and the afterglow of the setting sun hung over the land where there was no trace of green.

As far as the eye could see, it was all white snow. Zombies jumping between the snow mountains also came into view.

In the distance, they could already see the twisting cloud layers and the tornadoes formed by the huge air pressure caused by the sudden disappearance of Mount Mu, due to the collision of cold and hot air currents.

And the vortex of storms that was once the location of Mount Mu.

At this point, they were less than twenty kilometers away from their destination. At their speed, running at full strength, they could arrive in at most three minutes.

Therefore, the evil aura here had become even stronger.

Faintly, the two of them could hear the eerie whispers again.

Huff!

Daoist Juechen slowly stopped, and a stream of scalding white air, like water boiling, spewed out of his mouth.

The condensed airflow shot out more than ten meters in the cold sky.

Snap~

He casually flicked a longan-sized pill over.

An Qisheng reached out to catch it, and without looking at it, he stuffed it into his mouth. With a wriggling of his throat, it had already fallen into his stomach.

Daoist Juechen had a high position, and even the Da Xuan military had disciples. The Bigu Pill (fasting pill) was naturally the best, enough to support the consumption of a Jianshen (Seeing the Spirit) battle.

With a wriggling of his intestines and stomach, streams of heat had spread to his limbs.

"Little friend An, you have such good stamina."

Daoist Juechen glanced at An Qisheng, who looked as usual, and couldn't help but marvel.

Even a Jianshen's physical strength was not endless. After running through the mountains for most of the day, even he had to catch his breath. An Qisheng's physical strength was clearly not as good as his, but he looked as usual.

"It's just some small tricks. Once revealed, they're worthless. If the Daoist priest is interested, we can discuss them later..."

An Qisheng's eyes flickered slightly:

"At this moment, it's time to stretch my muscles!"

Daoist Juechen's heart also stirred.

Then, between the snow mountains, there came waves of miserable howls like ghosts and wolves.

Roar~~

The sound waves ran rampant, the snow waves rolled, and figures leaped high, then crashed down heavily like cannonballs, surging towards the two from all directions!

Thousands of zombies surged, and the momentum was vast for a time.

If it hadn't been for the avalanches in the mountains many times in the past month, and the snow on the mountains was already thin, this would have triggered a continuous avalanche.

But even so, snow waves rolled down from the top of the mountain, carrying the force of overturning mountains and seas, and crashed down heavily!

"It seems that the one at the source is also a little anxious..."

Thousands of zombies rumbled, and their momentum was extremely great, but Daoist Juechen smiled.

The strength of these zombies was much stronger than those on the periphery. Although there were no red-eyed zombies like the female zombie, there were quite a few that were only slightly inferior.

Even a regular army, encountering such a wave of corpses in the mountains, would probably be wiped out.

Two Jianshen would naturally not be able to kill them all.

However, why bother fighting them head-on?

Once they found the location of the zombie king, nuclear bombs would naturally teach them how to behave!

With their methods, they naturally had nothing to fear from the siege.

"Heh~"

An Qisheng let out a soft laugh, and a trace of desolation slowly dissipated from his eyes.

Between the opening and closing of his eyes, he had already vaguely outlined the scene in the snow cave.

After the trip to the Jiu Fu Realm, what he could enter into dreams was no longer limited to people, animals, and plants, but even objects in the world that could leave deep marks.

For example, the towering Himalayas standing on this plateau!

On this journey, he had taken the opportunity to peer through the Himalayas and see the blood-red coffin in the underground abyss.

Naturally, he also saw the scene of it struggling, trying to push open the coffin lid, but failing.

That zombie king seemed to be trying to obtain some kind of power by devouring these transformed zombies in order to fight against the coffin that sealed it.

Since that was the case...

"Little friend An, are we avoiding the edge for now?"

Daoist Juechen said, his eyes suddenly narrowed.

He saw An Qisheng stepping forward, instantly hundreds of meters away, and at the same time, he let out a long roar:

"Daoist priest, wait a moment, let me deal with these walking corpses!"

Rumble!

A long roar was even louder than the howls of thousands of zombies.

In an instant, An Qisheng's aura became extremely masculine, and the surrounding snow melted into snow water, as if a sun had descended between the snow mountains, and his Qi and blood were instantly transported to the limit!

His whole body seemed to swell up and become burly.

"Little friend An... what is this?"

Daoist Juechen wanted to stop him, but his heart was shaken.

He saw that as An Qisheng stepped forward, roared, and swung his arms, an endless sharp aura roared from his body, piercing the ubiquitous air currents like a heavenly sword, rising to the highest point!

The momentum of this little friend An had suddenly become stronger by who knows how much!

Making people feel palpitations when looking at him.

Suddenly, he suddenly remembered the incident on the border a month ago, when that mysterious 'alien' suddenly went crazy and attacked An Qisheng.

It seemed that it was at that time that the huge crisis that the mysterious person gave him instantly dropped to a freezing point.

It seemed that he had lost some extremely important trump card.

Could it be...

Zheng~~~

A soft chime sounded.

Following that, the sword light was like a prison and like the sea, pouring down on all sides and sweeping across all directions!