Chapter 80

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This was an astonishing surge of vital energy. In an instant, many martial artists felt a sense of illusion, as if the figure of Su Qinen had vanished, replaced by a large furnace that was violently shaking. The furnace lid was half-open, and flames cascaded down like a waterfall.

Turtle and Snake Devouring the Moon!

At this moment, Su Qinen seemed to merge with the divine turtle from the back courtyard of the Xuanwu Tower in his memory. A tremendous suction force centered on his five organs, firmly drawing in the young man in white from the White Jade Lion clan.

"Damn! Do you think you are of the Kunpeng clan or a descendant of the Spirit Vulture Palace, daring to absorb my Condensed Jade True Qi? You are truly courting death!"

The young man in white sneered, his palms trembling as the Condensed Jade True Qi of the White Jade Lion clan continuously flowed into Su Qinen's body.

But Su Qinen was not concerned. His five organs shook, and the five divine repositories opened, absorbing every bit of the Condensed Jade True Qi into the furnace. The vital energy flames burned fiercely, and in a moment, they refined it into nothingness, dispelling the demonic aura and leaving only a small, extremely pure essence of primordial energy, which fused into his organs, becoming the fuel for the construction of the Five Elements Cycle.

After all, he was a demon soldier who had successfully built a foundation, with a keen grasp of internal true qi. He quickly sensed something was wrong and his face changed abruptly.

"This is the eighth level of the Turtle and Snake Technique. You have actually successfully created the Five Organs Furnace! The Five Elements Cycle, refining into nothingness, can neutralize foreign true qi!"

"You know too late."

Su Qinen's eyes were cold, and he raised his index finger, pointing it into the air.

Swoosh!

A thread of crimson light, like the morning glow, illuminated the nine heavens and ten earths, tearing through the vast darkness, bringing light to the world.

The young man of the White Jade Lion clan, his eyes filled with unprecedented terror, was unable to move. His gaze was hazy, as if his soul was suppressed by an invisible force. He watched the crimson light expand before his eyes, instantly filling the entire world.

Pfft!

A soft sound, like a shock to the soul, reached the ears of the demon soldier Zhao Xueshan. He pushed back the reserve Dragon Guard Qi Su with one palm and was about to flee.

However, Su Qinen's mental power enveloped all directions, and he had already seen through the situation. He was faster than a blood-sweating treasure horse. His five organs shook, and the lid of the Five Organs Furnace opened a bit more. The air behind him distorted, and a celestial horse crossed the vast expanse of time and space to descend.

The scales on the celestial horse were as large as a baby's fist, hard as iron, its eyes as bright as the sun, and its mane a fiery red. Especially its tail, which seemed to be a ball of light, as if it were nurturing something.

"Celestial Horse!"

Yu Hu of the Divine Fist Sect's eyes were burning. This was something the sect's ancestors had desperately wanted to deduce, the ninth level of the Heart Fist Sutra.

A foundation-building technique is the cornerstone of a martial arts school, the foundation for striking the nine heavens, and the first step in achieving the Dao of the Primordial Spirit.

"During the foundation-building stage, the deeper the accumulation, the more significant the impact once the foundation is built. The internal true qi will far surpass that of ordinary third-rate experts, and the refinement of meridians and the dantian will be incomparable to that of ordinary foundation-building experts."

"Across the entire Shiyan Prefecture, among the many sects, families, and independent martial artists, those who can build a foundation with the power of a celestial horse are as rare as morning stars."

The seven sect disciples who participated in the reserve Dragon Guard assessment saw more. Their gazes toward Su Qinen became even more solemn, and they also marveled at the profound heritage of a national sect like Wudang, which had been passed down for thousands of years. Another young expert they had never heard of, who had not yet built a foundation, was already so formidable, striking down a demon soldier of the White Jade Lion clan who had just entered the demon soldier realm.

Thud!

A dull sound, Su Qinen's fist shook, like a hidden current surging, and he exchanged a blow with Zhao Xueshan. Both retreated.

As the guardian of this burial pit, Zhao Xueshan, who had studied human principles, had very profound palm techniques. The force between his fingers and palms was extremely delicate, and with a few tremors, he completely neutralized the hidden force on Su Qinen's fist.

Whoosh!

The reserve Dragon Guard Qi Su also attacked. His palm turned golden-red, true qi surging like clouds and mist, his palm heavy, compressing the air with a loud roar.

"Do you really think I can't deal with you!"

Zhao Xueshan let out a long whistle. His eyes turned blood-red, and his aura began to surge. The heaviness of his internal true qi turned the area around him into a sticky swamp.

True Qi Field!

This was the power of internal true qi. In the area where the aura spread, all external forces were suppressed.

"The Blood Wolf Technique! Be careful, this is a third-rate internal technique popular among the Blood Wolf clan, which includes secret techniques to stimulate acupoints and increase power. It can only last for half an incense stick, and after that, they are at the mercy of others, unable to fight for ten days."

A sect disciple, with keen eyes, noticed Zhao Xueshan's abnormality and became very tense. Zhao Xueshan was already extremely strong, likely having opened more than one of the twelve main meridians, with deep internal true qi. Now, using secret techniques to increase his power, even if the Wudang youth was strong, he had not yet built a foundation. The power of a celestial horse could match ordinary third-rate experts, but against Zhao Xueshan, it was not easily manageable.

"You two will die. I was originally going to let you go and establish another burial pit, recruiting subordinates. Now that you have forced me, I will risk not receiving the reward from Lord Moke and kill you both. After all, a Wudang disciple who has reached the eighth level of the Turtle and Snake Technique, plus a reserve Dragon Guard, is worth as much as two or three burial pits!"

At this moment, Zhao Xueshan exuded an extremely brutal demonic aura, conveying cruelty, coldness, anger, and a heavy killing intent. The air in the stone hall became icy, and many martial artists shivered, their legs turning weak, their souls shaken, and they retreated, not daring to approach.

Even the seven sect disciples were startled, their fingers and palms gripping their soft swords tightly, their knuckles turning white, clearly extremely tense.

A battle for life and death.

At this point, they realized the inadequacy of their previous plans, not considering the variables. If it weren't for the hidden Wudang outer court disciple, they would all likely have perished here. Even now, they were in a precarious situation. Zhao Xueshan's aura was too strong, and even Qi Su, the senior disciple of the Luoxia Sect, felt a hint of fear and some dissatisfaction with Su Qinen. Why did he stop the demon when it was about to retreat? Now they were in a difficult position.

Buzz!

A sound of a blade, without any warning, accompanied by a blade of light, seemed to suddenly bring a sun into the underground cave, its divine light illuminating the world.

What true qi field, what brutal demonic aura, all were cut like tattered cloth.

This blade was light, grand, and righteous, purifying all evil and dispelling all darkness.

Only after the blade of light dissipated did many people勉强睁开眼睛。刚刚看到那道刀光的第一眼，许多江湖客就忍不住目光闪躲，想到往日种种，或多或少都有一些错漏之处，竟隐隐生出一种无颜面对的羞愧感。

直到此时，齐苏还没有反应过来，他有些愣神，看向前方，那书生打扮、一身墨色长衫的赵血山静立不动，此前几乎笼罩整个石厅的妖气哪里还有一丝留存，仿佛凭空消失了一般，真气场域也似乎收回了体内，显得诡异的风平浪静。

“那位武当的少侠不见了！”

七名宗派弟子目光一扫，就悚然一惊，少了此人，还怎么抵挡那妖兵赵血山。

噗！

突然一声轻响，有血腥气弥漫，一下汇聚了所有人的目光。

只见那做书生打扮，一身墨色长衫的赵血山眉心处，一道极细的刀痕缓缓浮现，有血珠渗出，继而，那整个身体好像被烈火焚烧过一般，又好像风化了千年的枯石，一下散开，成为一堆灰烬。

“死了？”

过了十几息，才有一名宗派弟子开口，喃喃道，目光呆滞。

这时，齐苏也收起了刚才所有的轻视和杂念，身为候补龙卫的一点成就感在这一刻被无情碾碎，他忍不住倒吸一口凉气，沉声说道：“没想到武当以阴阳立道，以剑立宗，还有如此炽烈刚阳，堂皇正大的刀法。”

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Only after the blade of light dissipated did many people勉强 open their eyes. When they saw the blade of light for the first time, many martial artists instinctively averted their gaze, thinking of their past actions, which had some flaws, and they felt a sense of shame and embarrassment.

It was only then that Qi Su had not yet reacted. He was somewhat dazed, looking forward, where the bookish Zhao Xueshan, dressed in a black robe, stood still. The demonic aura that had almost enveloped the entire stone hall was now completely gone, as if it had vanished into thin air. The true qi field seemed to have been retracted into his body, leaving an eerie calm.

"That Wudang youth is gone!"

The seven sect disciples scanned the area and were startled. Without him, how could they resist the demon soldier Zhao Xueshan?

Pfft!

A sudden soft sound, accompanied by a spread of blood, drew everyone's attention.

They saw a fine blade mark slowly appear on the forehead of Zhao Xueshan, dressed in a black robe, with blood droplets seeping out. Then, his entire body seemed to be burned by a fierce fire, or like a thousand-year-old weathered stone, disintegrating into a pile of ashes.

"Dead?"

After several breaths, one of the sect disciples finally spoke, his eyes vacant.

At this moment, Qi Su also put aside all his previous contempt and杂念, the sense of achievement as a reserve Dragon Guard was mercilessly crushed. He couldn't help but draw a deep breath and said in a solemn voice, "I never expected that Wudang, which establishes its path through yin and yang and its school through the sword, would have such a fierce, righteous, and grand blade technique."

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