Chapter 397: Veto
wear." The ruler of Qi thus spoke.At once, a palace maid presented a tray, upon which lay a purple robe bestowed by the Emperor.And with slender, jade-like hands, she draped a thin, gossamer garment...The two people in the midst of battle instantly shot into the sky.
Under the towering stone pillars of the Six Senses and the colossal dharma forms of six supreme beings, it continues to ascend.
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All eyes in the arena turned skyward.
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At this point, it became clear that in the "World Stage" where four battles were being fought simultaneously, over 60% of the attention was focused on their battle.
This is a test.
This is a scene of extreme magnificence.
Gan Chang'an danced with his palm outstretched, pushing Dou Zhao towards the heavens.
The speed was so fast that the air itself was exploding.
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The constantly colliding and exploding sword energy between the two, guided by the 因緣刀術 (Yin Yuan Dao Shu), converged at the zenith, already cleaving a fissure in the very heavens!
But Dou Zhao was powerless and had already gone to the rift in heaven.
In such a tense moment, from that distant starry sky, the four Starlit Palaces belonging to Dou Zhao lit up one after another.
A surging force flows within his body.
A sense of crushing, destructive oppression filled his radiant eyes.
Dou Zhao's grip on the sword suddenly loosened, and the Tianxiao Sword, propelled by a terrifying force, abruptly swung the blade tip to the side.
The blade tips passed each other!
But innocence shone through Gan Chang'an's smile.
The art of the causal blade, is it something to be so easily yielded
His blade was clearly deflected, yet he still thrust upward. This strike should have passed by Dou Zhao...
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But it was stuck to Dou Zhao's abdomen!
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May fate bring us together!
Tick-tock!
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With the blades shattering, the sky where "heaven" resided cracked.
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A single drop of blood, fell.
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The blood of Dou Zhao.
Accompanying this drop of blood falling...
It was the sound of a crisp "clink"!
As Dou Zhao unleashed his palm technique, he spun in mid-air with his sword, turning to face Gan Chang'an below. His eyes were filled only with the desire for destruction.
And Tianxiao's blade spun in a circle before him, then came down with a heavy slash!
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With wife and children gone, where does one go
Displaced and homeless, where to go
The hardships of the human world are overwhelming and there is nowhere to rely on.
Where there is no natural disaster, there must be human-made disaster!
Dou Zhao was surrounded by a shadowy aura, making his features appear somewhat illusory. Yet he and his blade were so real.
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What existed in the past will continue to exist in the future.
But if someone were to witness him at this moment, their own heart would also grow dim. Life held no light, the future was shrouded in darkness. There was no hope in this life, nor in the next.
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This is ominous!
Jiang Wang, who was observing this battle from the sidelines, could tell what was going on.
Back then, when we were at the Qingyun Pavilion, the Pavilion Master, Chi Dingfang, in order to fight against demons and humans, risked his life using a forbidden Taoist technique. It was summoning calamity qi and condensing a cloud of misfortune.
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As the current master of YunDing XianGong, Jiang Wang has naturally also contemplated the possibility of recreating it.
Logically speaking, if Shan F Qing Yun corresponds to misfortune and calamity (Yang Huo Wu Yun), Yun Ding Xian Gong should have corresponding techniques for ascending steadily like clouds (Ping Bu Qing Yun) back then.
However, the Daoist arts that Chi Dingfang used at that time, although taboo, were not immortal arts.
Looking back now, it wasn't a true curse either. Though called the calamity cloud, it was fundamentally different from the auspicious Qingyun.
Just like the Wu Xian Men's exploration of the Shenguang Xian Dian, it is probably a later exploration and adaptation.
There is no doubt that this forbidden Taoist art passed down from the Qingyun Pavilion leans towards a technique called "Ailing Cloud of Calamity."
However, Jiang Wang lacked understanding of misfortune and thus found progress difficult.
At this moment, seeing Dou Zhao's sword strike, he suddenly felt a sense of familiarity.
If he could explain properly how this blade utilizes "ill omens," that would be fantastic.
If one has a profound understanding of misfortune, they can use it to deduce the art of calamity clouds from Qingyun Pavilion. This would provide a direction. Furthermore, with the help of the Dream-like Order, it may be possible to recreate the true art of calamity clouds.
As one ascends to great heights, it becomes possible to deduce related magical arts.
On the other hand, if one could explore corresponding immortal arts to counter these calamities, it would add another layer of control over the immortal art's medium. Even Meng Ling would have the opportunity to ascend to a higher level, allowing it to be suitable for more diverse immortal art mediums...
Of course, that's a beautiful idea.
It can only be an imagination.
Don't even say that he and Dou Zhao have no connection at all. Even if they did, it's impossible for Dou's family secrets to be revealed to an outsider like him.
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...only hope that Dou Zhao comes with a few more blades, so he can see things more clearly...
In the sky, Dou Zhao wielded his blade, dancing it in his palm before cleaving the incoming thrusts apart.
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Gan Chang'an's blade, was not meant to be broken.
He wielded the Circling Blade Technique, his palm dance piercing through Dou Zhao's abdomen. He needed to pierce through his very soul.
But when the blade of Tianxiao Dao clashed with the blade of Zhàn Zhōng Wǔ.
His essence, qi, spirit, intention, and momentum all collapsed for a moment.
Dou Zhao's blade strike was precisely the second style of the Dou Zhan Seven Styles, known as Human Calamity!
Mastering the evil energy, killing enemies with one's life.
Man-made disasters are even worse than natural disasters.
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Gan Chang'an brought disaster upon himself, both from within and without, dismantling his own blade technique.
Although it was only for a fleeting moment, he had been suppressed. The Cycle Sword Technique repaired itself, reversing the situation, and the sword's momentum reassembled.
However, Dou Zhao had already seized the opportunity to strike out with another blade.
The sense of destruction in their eyes had vanished, replaced by a brilliance that shone once more.
Tianshao Dao is a thick-backed, heavy saber, often used in wide, sweeping strikes that can cleave the heavens and split the earth.
This blade fell, and it was surprisingly light.
Light and airy...
A pommel guard shaped like a palm-held dance had been attached to the sword.
To be precise, it was Gan Chang'an who expertly wielded his sword. As Tian Xiaodao's blade fell towards him, he parried it with the hilt of his own sword, dancing it in his palm to deflect the attack.
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This four-inch dagger, in Gan Chang'an's hand, was like an impenetrable wall of iron and bronze, preventing the enemy from approaching and keeping wind and rain at bay.
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From the arm where he held the knife, his skin began to shrivel and then crack.
Cracks ran from his right arm, spreading throughout his entire body.
Dou Zhao's this strike is the third style of the Dou Zhan Seven Styles, called "Pinao Bai" (Skin Sack Defeat)!
The previous strike originated from ill omens, this one shatters flesh and bone.
The blade was parried, its momentum now irrevocably directed downwards!
Ye Qingyu, watching the battle from the stands, felt a chill run down her spine. She had sparred with Chi Yunshan and Dou Mian before, experiencing their strength firsthand when they both defeated her with a single blow. She had felt their power, but never this kind of terror.
Until today, goodbye.
As soon as she thought about being slashed by this knife and her body rotting like this, she couldn't help but be afraid.
Such swordsmanship, it's truly close to the Dao!
Can her cloud-seal divine ability withstand it Are her puppet talismans enough to cut through it
Feiye Qingyu, startled, stood alone.
But it will never include Gan Chang'an.
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Though his youthful body began to decay, he started to wither uncontrollably.
But he was still radiant, with a flick of his wrist, the four-inch blade danced around Tianxiao's sword, spinning and flying in the continuous burst of sparks, constantly approaching, until it pressed against Dou Zhao's palm, slicing at his five fingers!
Although he was old, he said, "At nineteen, I still aspire to learn. I cannot be called old!"
The enigmatic and powerful veto power was once again invoked.
Every crack on his body was healing, one by one. He still had the vibrancy, tightness, and vigor of youth.
Boasting a breathtaking vitality.
But Dou Zhao again raised his sword high and brought it down with a heavy blow: "People are frail, and old age comes to all!"
He said that Gan Chang'an was a careful old man, though only nineteen, he wasn't young.
His eyes were cold, and the Tianxiao sword intent was resolute.
The voice was like ice, but a faint light flickered on the blade, directly shattering the divine light.
Another divine strike!
On the stands, Jiang Wang's heart skipped a beat. Heavenly punishment and man-made disasters were both within his comprehension.
But the extinction of divinity…
How is that possible!
If the first time was just the effect of Gan Chang'an's supernatural powers wearing off, then this time it was a direct collision with those powers.
And the result turned out to be so amazing.
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Could Dou Zhao's move truly shatter the divine light every time
Even the legendary first killing technique since the world's creation wouldn't be able to achieve this, it's simply unbelievable!
He stared fixedly at the battlefield, observing the changing course of the battle.
But then, Gan Chang'an held out five fingers, like a blooming lotus. The hilt of the sword in his palm danced with life.
Like a dainty beauty, she stood in the center of his palm.
His five fingers were clean and strong, with clear blood vessels, showing no sign of decay.
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Jiang Wang let out a silent breath of relief. It seemed that the Divine Extinction Technique could indeed counter divine powers to a certain extent, but it was limited and couldn't completely neutralize their power.
However... although it's like this, it truly lives up to the name "The First Killing Technique Since the Present World"!
Gan Chang'an spreads his five fingers wide, pushing them with the palm of his hand to move the dance in his palm.
A four-inch blade spun wildly in his palm.
A world in the palm of your hand, a petite beauty dancing wildly.
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The vast world outside, it seems, simply follows and dances with its own rhythm.
Dazzling and bewildering!
Dou Zhao's hands also became gentle, as if succumbing to the blade's momentum, dancing along with his opponent's four-inch short knife.
But the Tiangiao blade fell with a light, fluttering motion, its edge landing precisely on the tip of the dancing blade in his palm.
as gentle as a kiss.
It is precisely because of the defeat of Dou Zhan's Seven Techniques in terms of skin, that it specializes in killing good skins!
The palm-held dance is full of spirituality, it can be said to be a beauty among famous swords, of course, it has a good skin.
The tip of the blade clashed with the edge.
The dance moves of the palm dance had come to a standstill.
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Gan Chang'an remained calm and composed, looking at Dou Zhao with eyes that still held a childlike innocence.
The youthful innocence and naiveté in his eyes were gone. Instead, his wisdom and cunning shone brightly within them.
He wasn't truly naive, nor was he genuinely childish.
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At the age of eight, he possessed the talent to bring stability to a region. His wisdom far surpassed that of ordinary people.
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This very scene, this very moment, was exactly as he had planned it.
Everything is in your hands!
At this moment, the two blades clashed, meeting with all their might.
Each man held a sword, their destinies decided by the clash.
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This is the time to decide life or death!
A figure in ornate robes and a high hat descended from heaven, standing tall and majestic. He exuded an air of authority, it was none other than the divine soul of Gan Chang'an!
The divine soul of Gan Chang'an was serene and ethereal, his demeanor noble and bearing an unfathomable power.
Just reach out and grab it!
In Dou Zhao's body, a phantom twitched restlessly, eager to break free. It was Dou Zhao's soul, being manipulated and pulled out!
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This is supernatural power, divine travel!
Soul traveling is like divine travel, in front of the "God", everything is an ant. Naturally, it can also control the opponent's soul to a certain extent. Traveling your own soul is also called making the opponent travel together!
Logically speaking, cultivators' levels before reaching the Divine Manifestation Realm would be extremely difficult to resist such divine powers.
Gan Chang'an’s timing was once again extremely precise, as if he were aiming to secure victory and destroy Dou Zhao.
But faced with such terrifying powers.
Dou Zhao's expression, however, remained bright and cheerful.
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His swordsmanship changed, and with a single strike, he unleashed the power of divinity, cleaving through the divine light.
This blade was launched too early, unlike the previous ones which were all unleashed after Gan Chang'an's divine ability took effect. Thus, it failed to cleave the divine light.
But he only needed a moment to dissipate and delay. As his sword stance shifted again, the ethereal phantom within him, eager to burst forth, aligned perfectly with his physical body.
At the same time, raise the knife and strike down together.
His countenance seemed somewhat aged, and his spirit appeared to be somewhat enfeebled.
Never weaken yourself before engaging the enemy!
Of course, self-destruction is for killing the enemy.
This is the fifth form of the Dou Zhan Seven Techniques, called Corpse Soul!
Tian Xiao Dao was almost launched out, after the Divine Extinction technique it immediately collided with Gan Chang'an’s soul wearing a high crown and wide sash.
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Like an eagle soaring high in the sky, fish darting through shallow waters.
There was no delay whatsoever between the two styles, as if it were this smooth and natural all along.
Gan Chang'an showed an expression of astonishment.
He truly hadn't expected Dou Zhao to have cultivated this technique to the point of complete unity between body and soul.
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Man plots against tiger, tiger plots against man.
He's waiting for Dou Zhao to draw his sword, and Dou Zhao is also waiting for him to go into a trance!
This is a sword specialized in slashing souls.
Death ends all pain.
In one strike, the divine nature was eradicated, slicing through the light of divine powers. In that same strike, his soul and body decayed, charging straight forward to confront the very essence of the soul.
Gānguànbó's powerful spirit instantly split and scattered Gān Cháng'ān's soul.
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Spiritual travel is a powerful and terrifying divine ability, but after all, it's just the soul traveling. It was actually severed directly by this single blade!
Did Gan Chang'an lose
Many people are thinking about this issue.
Even the Qin people present were unwilling to believe it. How could a peerless genius like Gan Chang'an be stopped at the top eight
He could not deceive himself. His soul was shattered, there was no possibility of fighting again.
But Gaoju Zhang, who held his palms high in a dance move, obviously didn't think so, and had never imagined himself losing.
His astral projection failed, and his soul was severely wounded.
But he still held his knife, its dance in his hand, its heart beating in his palm.
He moved his lips and said again: "At the age of eight, I could pacify Chang'an; at nineteen, I aspire to pacify the world!"
To bring peace to the world, one must first seize control from the confluence of the Yellow River.
He once again used his veto power, to veto the failure of Shenyou's journey!
This is clearly a very difficult thing, even for someone who can negate such terrifying abilities.
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The harder the result is to "veto," the more one has to pay. Gan Chang An gazed steadily at Dou Zhao, his Starry Pavilion flickering wildly, five inner realms within him rumbling and churning.
He is focusing all his power!
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But Dou Zhao grinned, revealing a dazzling set of pearly white teeth: “Wang Xizhu is coaxing a child. You're fooling yourself!”
A flip of the hand is a strike!
This knife goes straight to the point.
Straight to Dou Zhao's heavenly spirit.
It's like peeling open his heart, facing his darkness. It's like severing his rambling thoughts, confronting his life and death.
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The Sixth Style of the Seven Styles of Duel, Slashing Nature With Me!
Upon seeing me, will you see my true nature
You are immature and mediocre, green and naive.
Fame achieved at a young age, but no progress made in old age.
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You are self-satisfied and complacent.
To live in accolades, unaware of one's own capabilities.
"You little brat, how dare you claim to be the best in the world!"
Faced with such a strike, Gan Chang'an was momentarily stunned.
He shouldn't have collapsed this quickly, but his soul had just been severely injured. He had repeatedly used the divine negation technique for extremely difficult negations, and this last time, he hadn't even fully exerted himself...
There are too many reasons!
He suddenly came to his senses, a wry smile playing on his lips.
As for someone as extraordinary and gifted as him...
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It's all an excuse!
But Dou Zhao's Tianshao Blade had already fallen, cleaving a path through Gan Chang'an's head. Even with the starlight protecting him, it cut down Gan Chang'an along its way.
Just like before, Gan Chang'an rose up into the air with his palm-sized dance, meeting Dou Zhao all the way.
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At this time, the reversal occurred. Tianshao Dao wielded by Dou Zhan cut through Gan Chang'an, sending him plummeting all the way down.
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And faster, heavier, and more resolute!
In almost the blink of an eye, he brought Gan Chang'an crashing to the ground.
The protective starlight shattered at this moment.
Tianxiao's blade relentlessly continued its downward strike, cleaving through half of the skull!
Dou Zhao he...
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Defeated Gan Chang'an, who possessed the veto power!
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