294: Chapter 48 Suppression of the Saint Heir_2 294: Chapter 48 Suppression of the Saint Heir_2 This True Thunder Grotto Heaven was vast and mighty, almost having expanded to its limits…
Cultivating a Grotto Heaven and condensing the Tao Rules are two different things.
As the number one Taoist sect in the world.
Within its mountain gate, there are countless Grotto Heavens blessed with fortune, and opportunities abound.
Merely relying on the heavenly and earthly treasures from these Grotto Heavens, one could let a “True Thunder Grotto Heaven” reach Perfect completion rapidly!
However, comprehending the Tao Rules depends on the personal fate of the cultivator.
Cultivating the path is easy, but understanding the path is difficult; this is exactly why.
“Who are you to critique my cultivation?”
The Tai Shang House disciple’s eyes darkened as he pressed down with both hands.
The mighty Dharma Seal fell at that moment!
Xie Xuanyi didn’t evade or retreat, raising his fist and striking directly towards Thunder Mountain.
“Thud!”
With this punch, he activated the Primordial Fire within his entire body, surging towards the heavens, creating a deeply muffled sound like beating a drum!
Xie Xuanyi’s Golden Body Realm wasn’t particularly high, and he couldn’t withstand a Perfect Cave Heaven head-on…
but he had infused his punch with his own Sword Intent!
After the punch was thrown!
The originally towering and falling True Thunder Seal, which had a “slow” descent like Mount Tai, was halted by a single punch.
“Thud!!!”
Then came the second punch!
The resounding drum-like sounds not only spread throughout the ancient city but also echoed at the very heart of Fang Hang!
A cultivator’s life-bound Magic Artifact is connected to their Divine Soul.
After the two punches were thrown, Fang Hang’s Divine Soul trembled violently, a sweet taste swelled up in his throat, and he quickly swallowed it back down before retracting the Dharma Seal.
The Tai Shang House disciple looked down, slightly dazed.
He couldn’t have imagined—
Just two punches, merely two punches!
His nurtured True Thunder Seal had been cracked open in two places!
Could this Sword Cultivator with the Xie surname truly be a disciple of Xie Xuanyi?
How could his martial realm be so high!!
“…Thunder Technique!”
Fang Hang no longer used the Dharma Seal but quickly retreated, preparing to trap Xie Zhen with the Thunder Technique.
Suddenly.
A blur appeared before Fang Hang’s eyes.
A black afterimage showed up right in front of him.
“You can spare the Thunder Technique,”
Xie Xuanyi said calmly, “This disciple, I invite you to taste a punch from a martial artist.”
“???”
Fang Hang watched as the fast-expanding fist shadow first expanded the True Thunder Grotto Heaven to its maximum, countless bolts of lightning swallowed the figure in black, and what was terrifying was, the Thunder Technique seemed to have no effect on this youth in black…
That fist ultimately landed brutally on his face!
After Duan Zhao was taken under Lotus Peak.
Although Xie Xuanyi didn’t give much guidance, to cultivate this kid into a “named” Sword Cultivator, he had coaxed Duan Zhao into memorizing the boxing manuals of Wangyou Island, using the name of the young master.
He even reviewed the recordings stored in treasures, from the times Duan Zhao sparred with Xu Nianning while he was in seclusion at the Lotus Peak dojo.
After blending swordsmanship with boxing, Duan Zhao walked a very peculiar path.
This path had also provided Xie Xuanyi with some inspiration.
This punch.
Originated from a “move” of a Yang God martial artist from Wangyou Island.
Wangyou Island had a boxing technique called Borrowing Fire.
Golden Body ignites Primordial Fire, all major orifices running smoothly; once reaching the Golden Body Realm, a martial artist’s internal energy flows like an ocean, endlessly.
Not sleeping or eating was nothing to them.
Primordial Fire is even more “durable” than Primordial Energy!
The essence of the move Borrowing Fire.
Lay in mobilizing the Primordial Fire throughout the body, concentrating it in one fist!
This move, when executed by different people, will have different powers, after all, each martial artist has different levels of blood energy, Primordial Fire…
none are the same.
Xie Xuanyi’s punch.
Gathered nearly thirty percent of his Primordial Fire across thirty major orifices, concentrated on his fist!
“Buzz!”
Fang Hang’s face contorted in pain, a pendant at his neck shone with dazzling white light, casting a barrier in front of his face!
A Saint Heir would inevitably receive many Magic Artifacts and treasures from their backing powers when traveling!
“Tai Shang House’s Protective Treasure?”
Xie Xuanyi smiled faintly, “It seems those old fellas also know that Tai Shang House isn’t skilled in Body Refinement, and fears close-quarters combat the most.”
Fang Hang raised his hands, trying to resist again.
But it was all too late.
Xie Xuanyi threw another punch, directly shattering the light of the Body Protection Treasure.
Bang!
This Tai Shang House disciple was hit hard in the face by a punch; if the Divine Soul had form, then the onlookers would see the disciple’s Divine Soul nearly being knocked out of his body…
Xie Xuanyi didn’t strike to kill, but the force of the punch was indeed heavy, smacking Fang Hang’s face bloody, sending him plummeting to the ground where he fainted!
“So strong!”
Yu Wenzhong watched with both fear and admiration; everything happened too quickly, from Xie Zhen drawing his sword into the formation, to knocking down Fang Hang, it took less than ten breaths!
“Now it’s your turn.”
Xie Xuanyi looked at the Qiantian Palace Saint.
His impression of this young man wasn’t bad…
Not only because Yu Wenzhong had remained steadfast earlier, not swayed by the demoness.
Mainly because, he had been sneak attacked by Ao Ying earlier and in return, promptly handed a strand of Dragon Descendant’s demonic energy to Xie Sheng!
At least he’s not too foolish, knowing to be cautious with the Jiangning Xie Family!
“Xie Zhen, I’ve been wanting to fight with you for a long time…”
Yu Wenzhong took a deep breath, opened his stance wide, and brushed over his forehead with one hand, ready to hold his own, to cross a few moves with the formidable opponent in front of him using the Panxuan Mirror.
“Sorry.”
Xie Xuanyi said calmly, “I don’t have that much time.”
As he finished speaking.
Yu Wenzhong saw a flash before his eyes; his Divine Thought had originally locked onto the youth in black.
But Xie Xuanyi was too fast.
In just a moment, he had stepped before him!
“Bang!”
The scene was very similar to what happened before.
Xie Xuanyi closed the distance, raising his hand to deliver the simple yet profound punch of Borrowing Fire!
He could see.
The strongest card of the Qiantian Palace Saint was the Panxuan Mirror.
He wouldn’t even give Yu Wenzhong the chance to deploy his Treasure or Forbidden Technique!
“Hmph…”