章 32: 500 People To Contend Against Me?

編集者: Henyee Translations

The Sect Master of the Primordial Spirit Returning Sect, Xu Tianji, had learned the peerless divine technique, the Immortal Divine Technique. At the age of sixteen, he became a top expert and became the Sect Master of the Primordial Spirit Returning Sect. At the age of twenty, he stepped into the Heaven Arrival realm and led the Guiyuan Divine Sect to prosperity. In the next ten years, he defeated all the experts in the world and his reputation continued to increase. Right now, he was a giant in the martial arts world.

Not only was Xu Tianji talented, but most importantly, he was still young. He was only 32 years old. No one under the age of 40 was his opponent, and no one above the age of 40 could contend against him.

"Daoist Master, you cannot be careless in the face of Xu Tianji."

Seeing that Jiang Changsheng did not have much of a reaction, the Devil Lord could not help but remind him.

Jiang Changsheng asked, "How does he compare to Zong Tianwu?"

The Devil Lord frowned and said, "Zong Tianwu was the former supreme of the martial arts world, but he had joined the royal court a long time ago. They have never fought before. I guess the difference is not huge."

Not big?

Jiang Changsheng immediately had no more thoughts.

That day, when Jiang Yu returned to the capital, he encountered Zong Tianwu. Jiang Changsheng specially went to feel Zong Tianwu's true energy. It was indeed powerful, surpassing the Heaven Arrival realm, but it could not compare to him at all.

Most importantly, Jiang Changsheng was much stronger than the him back then!

Jiang Changsheng smiled and said, "Thank you for specially coming to report. I already know. Since he is coming, let him come. The surname of this martial arts world is not Xu."

Seeing that he was so calm and collected, the Devil Lord thought that he must be full of confidence and could only give up.

Jiang Changsheng asked about the situation of the Devil Sect, and the Devil Master answered truthfully. Ever since Ancient Han counterattacked, the martial arts world had relaxed, and the Devil Sect could finally breathe. Right now, they were wantonly accepting orphans from war, and their foundation was constantly strengthening.

Regarding Li Changqing, the Devil Lord still gave an explanation. It was not that the Devil Sect did not want to help Li Changqing, but that Li Changqing had gone crazy and even killed the Devil Sect disciples.

Jiang Changsheng could not help but think of Li Changqing's last few days. He was very gentle with the disciples of the temple, just like his image as the eldest senior brother. Perhaps he was trying his best to restrain himself and just wanted to see his family.

After chatting for an incense's time, the Devil Lord left.

When the Devil Lord went down the mountain, he thought to himself, "He didn't want to keep me. How strong is he now? Could he really be an immortal god that has descended to the mortal world?"

Every time he thought of Jiang Changsheng's strange performance, he could not help but be in awe. In fact, he was not only here to report, but also to express his loyalty. In his opinion, Jiang Changsheng might not lose.

Inside the house.

Jiang Changsheng looked at the bright moon outside the window and thought to himself, 'The martial arts world of the Great Jing is really weak. Xu Tianji is most likely at the Divine realm, and in the Divine realm, he is already invincible. Tsk tsk.'

Previously, the system had indicated that he was equivalent to a True God. Since there was a True God in the realm of martial arts, it meant that someone had reached it before. Otherwise, why would they give him a name?

There were no gods in the Great Jing, at least not on the surface. That did not mean there were none elsewhere. Jiang Changsheng did not want to seek excitement, so it was good to stay in the Great Jing.

Survival rewards could not be directly grasped just by inheriting them. They required cultivation. Therefore, he did not have to specially grind for survival rewards. If he were to fail, it would be terrible.

…

The news that the martial artists had gathered outside the capital spread throughout the city, making the citizens uneasy. It also made the civil and military officials worried. It was not only in the capital, but the scenery of the martial arts world had also spread. Many tycoons came to watch the show.

The mission was of great significance to the martial arts world. If the martial arts sect led by the Guiyuan Divine Sect could enter the city, suppress Longqi Temple and leave safely, it meant that the royal court did not dare to offend them easily. This would represent a peak period for martial arts.

"Master, are you really not afraid of so many martial arts experts coming? Do you need my help?"

Little King Wei tilted his head and carefully asked. Even though he was only four years old, he was talented and smart enough to understand many things.

Jiang Changsheng rubbed his head and said with a smile, "Child, don't worry about adult affairs. Cultivate the Heavenly Scripture of the Universe first and personally support me in the future."

Little King Wei clenched his fists and nodded.

Wang Chen was playing with Ping'an not far away. He was not worried. He had seen Jiang Changsheng fight before. That day in the palace…

Every time he thought of that situation, Wang Chen could not help but peek at Jiang Changsheng.

At that time, Jiang Changsheng was domineering and powerful, like a god descending to the mortal world. On the other hand, the usual Jiang Changsheng was as gentle as water and was very gentle to everyone. He never bullied others as a Daoist Master and was extremely polite even to him.

What kind of person was he?

That was Wang Chen's greatest curiosity.

At the same time, in the martial arts arena of Longqi Temple, Meng Qiushuang, Qing Ku, Wan Li, Mingyue, and other older disciples were teaching their disciples martial arts. They also wanted to share some of Jiang Changsheng's burden.

A few years ago, after obtaining Jiang Changsheng's approval, Qing Ku, Wan Li, and Mingyue had already drawn what they had learned into a secret book and placed it in the Scriptures Depository for their disciples to learn. Unfortunately, Longqi Temple had yet to give birth to any other top experts. For this, one could just say talent in martial arts was just too important.

Wan Li came to Qing Ku's side, rubbed his hands, and asked, "Senior Brother Qing Ku, you have traveled the martial arts world many times. Is Xu Tianji really that invincible?"

Qing Ku's expression was complicated as he said, "Four years ago, during the tournament at Pine Lake, I went to take a look. Xu Tianji's martial arts had indeed reached an inhuman level, and it was not something a top expert could compare to. A Spiritual Sense realm expert could not be considered an expert at that time. It was just that most people in the martial arts world did not know his realm."

"Other than Xu Tianji, there are other sect masters who have surpassed the Spiritual Sense realm. Even the supreme martial arts practitioners would have to escape if they were to face them."

When Wan Li heard that, he was not afraid. Instead, he became even more excited and said, "Then I'd like to take a good look."

The other disciples did not know how powerful Jiang Changsheng was, and many of them were nervous and afraid. However, with the current war, they had nowhere to go and had to guard their homes.

…

It was winter, and it was snowing heavily.

The northern gates of the capital suddenly opened, and the guards quickly made way for them. They looked outside the city nervously and saw a vast crowd walking over. Leading them was a man in a green robe. He had an imposing appearance, a handsome face, and his eyes were like an eagle. None of the soldiers dared to meet his gaze.

The Sect Master of the Primordial Spirit Returning Sect, Xu Tianji!

Behind him were all sect master level figures, and behind them were their disciples. Those who could follow them into the city were all experts.

There was a general guarding in front of them. He was the young guard Zhang Tianren that was mentioned when the Ghost-Eyed Evil King fought his way out of the prison. He was now the city guard general of the capital.

Zhang Tianren's childishness had faded. He frowned and stared at Xu Tianji as he thought, "What a terrifying aura. To be able to shake the world, he is indeed extraordinary."

He stepped forward with his halberd and said, "Head Xu, we agreed that you would only look for Longqi Temple to get the corpse of the demon disciple and you will not harm the innocent."

Xu Tianji walked over and patted him on the shoulder. He smiled and said, "I am a man of my words. At the very least, I will not harm the innocent."

Zhang Tianren frowned. Just as he was about to speak, Xu Tianji had already walked towards Longqi Mountain.

He suddenly thought of that night when the Ghost-Eyed Evil King fell from the sky and fell to his death on the steps at the foot of the mountain. He could not help but shut his mouth.

Even though he had never met Daoist Master Changsheng, he had an indescribable reverence for him.

Perhaps Longqi Temple might not lose!

A group of experts followed Xu Tianji into the city. They looked left and right, and many of them were arrogant and conceited.

Not long ago, the martial arts world was suppressed by the royal court, and many of them had even been imprisoned. Now they were entering the capital openly, but the capital did not dare to stop them. How awe-inspiring was that? It could be said that they could hold their heads high.

There were no commoners on the streets. All the commoners hid in their houses, fearing that they would be implicated.

They soon arrived at the foot of Longqi Mountain. The snow had draped the trees on the mountain in white, and the stone tablet with the words "Longqi Temple" had also sunk into the snow.

There were four Daoist priests guarding the steps. They were Qing Ku, Wan Li, Mingyue, and Meng Qiushuang.

Meng Qiushuang said, "Stop right there!"

Xu Tianji ignored her and took a few steps forward. He only stopped when he was less than twenty feet away from the stairs. He put his hands behind his back and said, "Today, we are here to retrieve the corpse of the evil devil, Li Changqing. As he had killed countless of our disciples, we will make him die without a burial ground. I hope you can be reasonable."

Wan Li snorted and said, "If you are just here to ask for the corpse, why are there so many people here? You just wait here, we can give you the corpse."

Xu Tianji smiled and said, "That won't do. I will personally go up the mountain so that you won't mistake it for the real thing. After all, Li Changqing has been dead for some time."

Qing Ku coldly snorted and suddenly rushed towards Xu Tianji.

Nine-seeking Heavenly Dragon Steps!

It was as fast as the wind!

However, someone suddenly appeared behind Xu Tianji and struck Qing Ku's right palm.

It was a middle-aged man in a black robe. His hair was half white and half black, and his face was unruly. He smiled disdainfully and said, "A mere Spiritual Sense realm expert dares to stop us? You overestimate your abilities!"

He exerted strength with his right palm and his true qi exploded, causing the surrounding flying snow to dissipate in an instant. Qing Ku was directly shaken until he vomited blood and flew backward. Wan Li raised his hand to catch him, but he was knocked down the steps as well and gritted his teeth in pain.

The middle-aged man stopped and laughed loudly. "Let's go up the mountain. Longqi Temple is merely so-so. It seems like only that Daoist Master Changsheng is more powerful."

He stepped forward, and the Mingyue and Meng Qiushuang immediately attacked him. However, the middle-aged man just pushed out his palms, and the wind from his palms was like a dragon, accompanied by the roar of a tiger, forcing the two women back. In a single move, the two women were severely injured and lay on the snow, unable to move. They could only look at him in fear.

The middle-aged man smiled in disdain. Just as he was about to speak, an air-piercing sound came, startling him so much that he subconsciously jumped away.

Clang!

The Taihang Sword descended from the sky, stabbed into the snow, and stood in front of the two women.

Xu Tianji frowned. The other experts did not think much of it, as the sword did not hurt the middle-aged man.

"Alright, the four of you have finally seen the experts of the martial arts world. It's time for you to retreat."

A voice sounded from the mountain path. Jiang Changsheng slowly walked down. His Daoist robe was not stained with snow, and the Qilin Horsetail Whisk in his hand fluttered slightly. The scabbard on his waist made him look like an immortal coming from the depths of the mountains.

The middle-aged man stared at Jiang Changsheng and said in a deep voice, "You are Daoist Master Changsheng?"

Jiang Changsheng did not answer. He bypassed Qing Ku and Wan Li and came to the two women. He helped them up. The two women supported each other and retreated.

"Daoist Master, be careful."

Meng Qiushuang gritted her teeth and felt helpless. They had volunteered to test the strength of those experts, but they did not expect they were defeated before Xu Tianji could even make a move.

Jiang Changsheng smiled and nodded. He stepped forward and held the hilt of the Taihang Sword with his left hand as he swept his gaze across the group of martial arts experts.

"One, two, three… nine…"

Jiang Changsheng muttered to himself as his gaze landed on Xu Tianji.

As expected, his mental state was one level higher than that of a Heaven Arrival realm expert.

Xu Tianji could not see through Jiang Changsheng's strength, but his intuition told him that the other party was not simple. He said, "Daoist Master Changsheng, are you trying to fight against 500 martial arts experts by yourself?"

Jiang Changsheng smiled and asked, "500. With so many people, my White Dragon is not enough to share."

Hearing this, Xu Tianji narrowed his eyes. Many experts were moved. They did not expect Jiang Changsheng to know their real intentions.

"Hmph! What are you pretending for!"

The middle-aged man suddenly rushed towards Jiang Changsheng and struck out with his palm. The roar of a tiger exploded in his ears and his true qi condensed. It was as if a tiger head had opened its bloody mouth and attacked Jiang Changsheng.

Boom!

The middle-aged man was sent flying. Xu Tianji subconsciously raised his hand to press on his shoulder, but he was pushed back dozens of feet. The other experts were so shocked that they made way for him.

Jiang Changsheng waved the Qilin Horsetail Whisk with one hand while his left hand still supported the Taihang Sword. His Daoist robe fluttered as he smiled and said, "Could it be that you want to fight against me with 500 men? I'm afraid you look down on me."

The white snow made the land at the foot of the mountain seem isolated from the world. The 500 plus martial arts experts were frightened and did not dare to make a sound.

What did they see?

Xu Tianji was forced to retreat!

How was that possible?

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