Chapter Twenty-One: I Seek Not
she took out two golden beans from her sleeve and threw them forward.This is a text that needs translation. Please provide the text you would like to be translated.The beans swelled and transformed...The main opponents of the human race today are the demon clan, the magic clan, the sea clan, and the Asura clan.
Although the disaster is evil, most people who see it are ignorant. Although the Immortal Forest is dangerous, the ghosts cannot form a system. As for the rest of the myriad worlds and races in all heavens, although each has its own troubles, individually, none are worth mentioning.
Only these four clans, each with their own history, culture, and system, can mobilize the greatest military strength and truly threaten the dominant position of the Human Race as ruler of all worlds.
Correspondingly, they are also viewed as the greatest threat by mankind and will face the most brutal suppression in the Godly Firmament War.
Wang Aozhi reached the summit, and the four great martial arts masters bid him farewell.
Wang Ao transcends, currently no one in the world can stop him. If he reaches the pinnacle, wouldn't the human race also have a pinnacle Even if extraterrestrial transcendents make a move, the human race's transcendents will definitely come forward to protect them.
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During the time Wang Ao ascended to the peak, the defensive forces at the Heavenly Gate of the mortal realm were significantly strengthened, striving to prevent interference from foreign races.
But no one had expected that these alien masters would directly target the martial arts world, using deceitful means to forge false martial arts forms and rise to prominence before Wang Ao.
Now everything is clear.
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When Wang Ao reached the pinnacle of martial arts, they did not stop him, because there were also martial arts practitioners among the alien races.
Wang Ao opened the way, not just for humanity.
Just as the demon clan dominates the heavens and spreads their teachings throughout the ten thousand realms. So too does the World-Honored One wander with his alms bowl, bestowing Buddha's teachings upon even the most wayward demons.
The road is unstoppable, the great avenue pushed open, any creature can walk forward.
The Tao's rhyme, like pearls scattered on the ground, anyone can pick up.
It's impossible that you are the only one in this world who eats, wears clothes, and makes fire.
Of course, if members of a different race could have martial artists reach the pinnacle of martial arts first, it would be a great thing for them. But this is impossible.
The reason why the present world is the present world, the reason why it is the center of all worlds, the greatest Tao can only be accomplished here.
Only the present world can support the development of martial arts.
Even if cultivators from other races reach the pinnacle of martial arts and want to break through the Heavenly Barrier before the Martial Arts Zenith, they are still several layers away... He has to get closer to the mortal world first, and have a chance to touch the barrier between the mortal world and the Heavenly Barrier.
The difficulties faced by extraterrestrial martial cultivators in establishing their own path are far greater than those of Wang Ao. This also reflects the overall trend of the human race.
Even the world's greatest martial artist, Wang Ao, nearly failed. Needless to say, the rest had no chance, and the foreigners were completely hopeless.
So when Wang Ao began to speak, all the various tribes were completely silent. It was as if they had been firmly suppressed by humanity in their respective territories, unable to find even a sliver of opportunity to cause any disruption—in fact, all known channels that could potentially cause interference had been effectively cut off.
But after reaching the peak of martial arts, one should naturally transcend their karma and ascend to a higher realm. However, these individuals abruptly appeared in the world, trying to obstruct this path for others.
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If Wang Ao is killed here today, it will be a blow to the human race's martial arts, severing their banner. This would be killing to pave the way, to preserve the Dao. In this way, at least in the path of martial arts, all realms would start on an equal footing, and all races would compete equally.
It is the same for the demon clan, Asura clan, sea clan, and demon clan.
And once this pioneer, Wang Ao, transcended, the human race would forever lead in martial arts, leading by more than just one era.
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The names of Qitian Mizi, the Supreme Emperor of the Demon Realm Mojun, Asura King Shantanna, and Wu’an Emperor who reigns over life are terrifying. Each one is a powerful figure in Yandao.
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Besides having a slightly less impressive battle record compared to his longevity, the other three are renowned throughout the universe.
Especially the Demon Lord, in terms of combat power alone, he can suppress all other peak-level demon lords except for one in the Demon Realm. Outside the Demon Realm, he is also an existence that stands outside looking in at those who have transcended.
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Mi Zhiben was the first to make a move.
At the moment he was seen by Wu Xun, he let out two soft chuckles: "A true martial arts master like you can actually recognize me."
It was he who had woven this scheme to deceive the heavens. With a sneer, he raised a slender finger, pointing it towards himself. The finger glowed like a candle, its tip flickering with a faint flame, mesmerizing and alluring.
His voice suddenly became distant and ethereal, devoid of emotion. It said, "Those who defy heaven will surely be punished by it!"
His fingers were raised high, as if in the vast and boundless universe, he was pulling something. He uttered the Heavenly Mandate: “Heaven forbids longevity for mortals. Heaven forbids bandits to run rampant. Heaven forbids demonic offspring to chase after stray dogs. Heaven forbids martial arts from reaching its peak—”
Waves of sound rushed through the desolate world of martial arts, a place where water should not exist. It surged like an overflowing river, defying all logic.
At the same time, deep within the desolate mountains of Yùnyǎn, a rickety fishing boat on the Shàntái River suddenly came to a halt.
Ye Qingyu suddenly woke up: "What"
She instinctively retreated to Jiang An'an's side, and with a casual wave of her hand, dozens of puppets and hundreds of cloud beasts filled the surface of the Benevolent Sigh River.
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She should be the descendant of Mohist!
Jiang An'an reacted quickly, a radiance burst from her body, illuminating the surroundings so brightly that one couldn't open their eyes. It was like a small sun rising in this deep and mysterious underground river.
"It's fine——" Jiang Wang smiled, her voice filled with a convincing calmness: "Let's stop and take in the scenery."
The monkey knew that this was a deception of heaven's will. In the martial world, he used the shattered pieces of the Heaven's Path Barrier, which had been defeated, to forcibly summon Celestial Protectors to guard the Heavenly Dao.
He, a demon prisoner from the Heavenly Prison world, has become a guardian of Heaven's Way, his methods are indeed formidable.
The only two beings known to exist in this world are: one dwells deep within a sea of calamity, and one would be foolish to provoke them. The other resides on the Compassion River.
Thus, Heaven summoned!
This is a stroke of brilliance, killing two birds with one stone.
By letting Jiang Wang return to the celestial way, he will no longer consider humanity as his priority and will no longer have human emotions. He will be a weapon without bloodshed, allowing humanity to shed its initial arrogance.
While Jiang Wang returned to the Heavenly Dao, taking on the form of a celestial being who embodies the Heavenly Human Derivation Path, he slew this martial arts pioneer and True Monarch who opened the path. It was truly a match of equals, encountering a worthy opponent. Whether one lives or dies is a good thing. To die together in a mutual annihilation would bring joy to all.
With Jiang Wang's current state of being, it is not difficult to feel all of this and understand the cause and effect.
In fact, when Wang Ao reached the peak, he was the first to realize it because at that time heaven had called out to him, but he ignored it. Now, Mi Zhiben only magnified the majesty of heaven, making this summons more powerful. From a soft call outside the door, it became directly smashing the door and taking people.
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Jiang Wang pressed the oar still, his gaze as calm as water. A demonic shadow and a fairy light, from throwing themselves into their original body, returned to their form.
But before the summoning drew near, upon his neck there appeared a string of stellar prayer beads. These beads numbered six, and upon each stellar bead was an inscription of a Daoist character:
Order! Yin! Good! Fortune! Seal! Will!
It is the six individual names of the Big Dipper stars.
Zuo Xiao's left behind seal was activated.
Zuo Xiao, who had reached the pinnacle of cultivation and transcended the limitations of mortals, used his unparalleled vision to set up a seal that was specifically designed to withstand attacks from heaven. This formidable barrier effectively blocked the first attempt by Heaven's retribution to destroy his sect.
At this moment, Jiang Wang raised his sword and pointed it forward, making a light stroke —
Tear—boom boom boom!
In the world of martial arts, a deafening thunderclap echoed.
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A terrifying bolt of lightning, or perhaps sword light, descended from the heavens, ripping through the sky and striking right before Miki's very eyes.
Once again, dissolving into nothingness under the gaze of the mi-zhi-ben.
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But the monkey knew that the faint flame on that finger would vanish right then, as if blown out by the wind.
Boom boom boom!
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The electric light vanished, the thunder still echoing: "Mika Zhiben, even if I merge with the Heavenly Dao, I will kill you first! Do you believe I can retain this obsession"
The monkey was seeking to borrow the power of Heaven and be summoned by it, but this meant inevitably submitting to Heaven's control over its own strength. Therefore, in this exchange, he didn't gain even the slightest advantage.
The thunder has passed.
The martial arts world was eerily quiet.
Shan Tan calmly looked at Miki Chiben.
The monkey king just smiled: "So someone lost on the Heavenly River Ferry can actually talk to me. Looks like I'll have to take matters into my own hands, everyone—let's get started!"
As if no one cared about this little incident, the several alien peak experts all turned their gazes to Wang Ao. Everyone understood that the other four human martial arts masters present were simply incapable of stopping him.
But a figure with white hair scattering suddenly shot out. His spine arched and straightened, like a tiger leaping over a chasm, a dragon soaring into the abyss. With one foot raised, he delivered a vertical strike—facing the four pinnacles of the alien race head-on, striking straight at the mountain that shifted between black and white.
His bones clicked and whirred like gears, resonating with millions of echoes. The power that had been slumbering for millennia within this mighty frame erupted at this instant, shaking the heavens and earth, just like a mountain-cleaving axe!
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The Abyss of Eternity, thus it opened.
The martial arts world is divided into two factions because of this.
The will of the ink disciple, permeating through the warrior's body, coalesces into this unparalleled style, "Opening Heaven."
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He was Shu Weijun, who adhered to the old ways. He was the foremost martial arts master of all time, renowned for his unparalleled leg techniques.
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He didn't say a word, not even a grunt, only his steel-like figure told Wang Ao - at this very moment, there was no other way, only to prove transcendence quickly!
All of this is complicated to say, in fact, the moment the monkey king points his finger to extinguish the candle, all the different races reach their peak and arrive at Shu Wei Jun's attack, all in the same instant.
Wu Qin also only covered his face with a helmet, revealing only a pair of eyes that had seen countless deaths and births. He raised his long spear and leaped across the abyss.
Without any other movement, war banners naturally gathered behind him one by one.
As the sun sets, corpses lie strewn everywhere.
It is as if a battlefield had been moved here, with mounds of earth and pits everywhere.
Even for a moment, the abyss could not be seen.
Only bones connected, a broken blade reflecting the sun.
Every battlefield he had ever walked upon filled the distance between him and his goal, becoming the reason he could stand here and challenge his opponents.
If his personally trained soldiers were here, with him wielding the tiger talisman, he would dare to face any peak master. Not to mention suppressing his opponents, at least he wouldn't be outdone. At this moment, with no army at his command, the renowned general can only rely on the long sword in his hand and the short sword at his waist.
But he still walked on with his head held high.
He strode across the battlefield, his pace quickening with every step. His iron boots hammered against the ground, their rhythmic thud like the frantic beating of drums before a great play begins.
The most brutal moment in a war is when the commander of the three armies charges alone.
Whoosh—
A piercing shriek, like a razor-sharp arrow splitting the sky, snatched away the last embers of the dying sun from the battlefield.
Both were renowned generals of their time, both masters of martial arts.
Cao Yuxian and Wu Xun had many things in common, yet they were two completely different individuals.
Light wings flutter with trailing wisps, as a fierce wind races through the vast sky.
Cao Yuxian's arrow preceded Wu Xun's charge and even chased after Shu Weijun's opening move. It had the vicious form of piercing mountains and valleys.
Ji Jinglu unfurled the iron fan, and on it were four characters, reading "Guanhe Riyue".
He wasn't eager to attack; he knew that attacking probably wouldn't be very effective.
He just wants to buy some time.
But behold, where Wang Ao stood atop the peak of martial arts mastery, a wall suddenly rose before him. And lo, a mighty river surged forth. Ji Jinglu's left fist and right palm shot out simultaneously, just like the rising sun and moon!
Under the bright moonlit sky, martial arts forms dance.
As expected of the most delicate fist and foot technique among the world's martial arts masters.
This kind of martial spirit is truly magnificent!
For a time, the four great masters of martial arts all made their move. The peak experts from different races did not retreat, determined to fight for that sliver of opportunity.
But at this time, in that picturesque martial arts landscape, a hand suddenly reached out, rough and strong. There was a touch of incongruity and unfamiliarity to its sudden appearance.
This hand opened the iron fan.
Wang Ao's hand!
Before the four peak experts from other races could make a move, he himself pushed aside the barrier specially set up for him by Ji Jinglu!
There were no words, but this action...how much disdain and arrogance!
Surely he didn't know who he was facing
How can you be so nonchalant and indifferent
Wang Ao opened the iron fan, as if parting a screen, turning Guanhe's sun and moon into a landscape painting. He stepped out of the scenery and returned to the stage.
He didn't care what others thought, he just calmly looked at the black and white mountain, watching the four alien masters who had painstakingly schemed and made ingenious moves on it.
These four clans were separated and trapped in different battlefields by humans, but unexpectedly, before the arrival of Shenxiao, they joined forces in the martial arts world first.
This is not without honor for the human martial arts.
“I don't know how you bypassed my clan's attention and deceived the heavens to arrive here. This feat is remarkable, and I believe you paid a heavy price for it.”
The world's number one martial artist, and the only one who had reached the peak, said with a hint of amusement, "But actually, you guys didn't need to come on this trip."
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None of the top experts from different races spoke.
The emperor was indeed a noble ruler, his eyes twinkling with seven colors as he swept his gaze over the four martial arts masters, including Shu Wei Jun.
Then it could be seen—
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Wang Ao leapt high, leaping above the myriad acres of auspicious clouds, before the banner of profound yellow.
The eternity of martial arts, let it be proven by the fist.
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"Transcendent merit, I seek not!"
He pulled his punches like opening a bellows, and unleashed them like unleashing a galloping horse.
With just one punch, a thunderous shockwave erupted, shattering the banner imbued with the essence of "Martial" virtue.
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Myriads of martial arts blessings, like auspicious clouds, are rolling and scattering, falling upon the bodies of martial artists in the human world.
Unlimited merit, profound yellow qi,Suddenly like spring wind passing through a landscape,Bathes the souls of all martial arts throughout the world.
But seeing——
Shu Wei Jun's Heavenly Opening Style was incomplete, yet under the gaze of Emperor Wu-Yuan who held an imperial longevity feast, he rapidly weakened. His skin became slack, his blood flow stagnant. But in the next instant, his breath roared like a tiger, his blood surged like a flood!
The damaged martial arts foundation was instantly replenished. His muscles were like dragons, his bones like towering mountains. At this moment, he was even more powerful than at his peak.
Cao Yuxi, Ji Jinglu, Wu Xun, each and every one of them were like this. Having reached the peak of martial arts, their hearts were filled with divine power.
Throughout history, many martial artists have assisted King Wáng o in achieving enlightenment. King Wáng o, in turn, has generously dispersed his accumulated merit throughout the world.
The martial arts practitioner who seeks assistance, allows the qualified martial artist to practice properly, and provides a source for each martial arts master.
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The supernal state that the Opening Path merit advocated, he didn't care about it at all. So he said to Mi Zhi Ben and them, who had painstakingly planned this trip, they came for nothing.
"Excellent! This is the spirit of the Martial Ancestor!"
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The Demon Sovereign exclaimed in approval, his killing intent intensifying. He disregarded everything else, unleashed his demonic energy, and unfurled his dragon robe. He had already reached with his claws. These five fingers were spread wide, as if encompassing the universe, and crushing chaos itself.
Wang Ao suddenly turned around.
As he turned around, he threw a punch.
"If we were in the demon realm, I'd let you have your way. But in this martial arts world—get lost!"
This is a simple, unambiguous punch.
He punched the Heavenly Demon Lord's palm, shattering his all-encompassing claws like a beast breaking free from its cage. This was indeed the power of Wufu Suiyuyu.
The emperor's noble and majestic figure slowly faded away.
“This is the truth!”
“Well done!”
"Long life!"
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Wang Aohou was overjoyed and triumphant. Since leaping down from that peak, he'd been traversing mountains, calling out each name one by one, launching a relentless barrage of punches: "This is our first encounter today, leave your mark so you remember. Next time we meet—I'll kill you all!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Wang Ao was like a blacksmith who couldn't forge iron, an impatient and reckless man. He rushed forward with his hammer, swinging it wildly. In an instant, the iron was deformed, regardless of its shape.
The formidable and imposing figures of the four great masters of the alien race, who once dominated the peak of power, have now vanished without a trace.
The mountain of black and white, towering to its peak, crumbled instantly, turning into dust and sand. In this vast martial arts world, all that remained was clear skies and bright sunshine, auspiciousness radiating in every direction.
The merit of elevating one person above others may be insignificant among warriors throughout the land.
But martial arts have reached this day, aren't the countless skeletons along the way all insignificant warriors Countless insignificant efforts, gathering together to form the highest mountain in this world.
Beyond one's reach, each move falls at the peak.
...while Wang Ao... would have made it all explode.
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