Chapter 383 - 358: Powerful Figures Arrive at the Mansion of King Ming_1

Of course, before enhancing his martial arts, he had to first recover the several martial arts avatars that had been previously destroyed.

Those first-class martial arts avatars could be temporarily disregarded, as there were plenty of them anyway.

The focus should be on the four divine-level martial arts avatars, which must be restored first and would prove greatly useful at crucial moments.

He took out the Immortal Bone, fed it to the Dao Book, and began to repair the destroyed martial arts avatars.

Luckily, the energy needed to recover the martial arts avatars was not extensive and only a small portion of the Immortal Bone provided by King Ming was used to fully recover the four divine-level martial arts avatars.

The remaining Immortal Bone was all used to enhance the Yanluo Golden Body.

The Yanluo Golden Body escalated rapidly, reaching the second layer, the third layer... jumping levels continuously.

...

Three thousand miles south of Tianjian Mountain, home of the Tianjian Sect, two figures were cross-legged on the peak of a towering mountain, their eyes closed as if gaining strength, while apparently waiting for something.

These two individuals were Jian Wuji and Zhuo Kunsheng.

"They are here."

Suddenly, they opened their eyes simultaneously and looked towards the west.

Two streaks of light rapidly approached from the west. Initially, they were a hundred miles away but shortly arrived close by, landing on top of the mountain after several flashes.

They were a man and a woman.

The man was nearly three meters tall, impressively robust with a broad mouth and a beast-like appearance radiating a ferocious aura, his body covered in mottled tattoos.

The woman, standing only around 1.8 meters, appeared to be in her thirties. She was curvy and sultry, oozing with mature charm.

"White Tiger Holy King, we have not met in years. You look even more impressive than before."

Jian Wuji quickly rose to his feet and saluted toward the robust man.

"Master Jian is too kind. I presume this is Zhuo Kunsheng, Leader Zhuo?"

The White Tiger Holy King directed his gaze at Zhuo Kunsheng.

"I am pleased to make your acquaintance, White Tiger Holy King."

Zhuo Kunsheng also raised his fist in salute, not daring to be negligent.

Even without considering the terrifying strength of the Spirit Sect, the White Tiger Holy King in and of himself, although not one of the top twenty strongest in the world, was comparable in power to those at the top level.

They were all entities of the same caliber.

"Allow me to introduce her. This is the Right Saint Envoy of our Holy Sect, Saint Envoy Yinyue."

The White Tiger Holy King introduced the woman standing next to him.

"The Right Saint Envoy of the Spirit Sect."

Both Jian Wuji and Zhuo Kunsheng felt a chill in their hearts and quickly paid their respects.

It is said that the Left and Right Saint Envoys of the Spirit Sect, were even more powerful than the Four Holy Kings and were most likely individuals who had reached the Seventh Transformation of Primordial Spirit, Refining the Void.

The transition from the Sixth Rotation of the Yuan God to the Seventh, although both involved the cultivation of heaven and earth rules, was of an entirely different stratum. It was a tremendous leap that was incredibly difficult to achieve.

The King’s True Body with ordinary talent might reach the Sixth Rotation of the Yuan God. Someone like Lian Chengchao, through high-level cultivation, could be on par with the top experts in the world.

But taking a step further and reaching the Seventh Transformation of Primordial Spirit was as difficult as ascending to the skies.

Anyone who could reach the Seventh Transformation of Primordial Spirit was not a simple character. They were usually individuals with extraordinary talents and brilliant skills.

Therefore, every individual who reached the Seventh Transformation of Primordial Spirit was unfathomably powerful.

Most of the world’s top twenty experts were at the Sixth Rotation of the Yuan God with only a scarce few reaching the Seventh Transformation of Primordial Spirit.

The Right Saint Envoy of the Spirit Sect was among the world’s top cream of the crop.

"With the Saint Envoy joining us, Chu Tianming and his son will surely perish."

Jian Wuji said with a laugh.

"We must not underestimate them. Chu Tianming rose from being a mere side line member of the Chu Family to become a reigning king in the world. His wisdom, strategies, and strength are all top-notch, making him quite formidable. Perhaps he has already foreseen that we would attempt to bewail him."

The Saint Envoy Yinyue added.

"What the Saint Envoy said is absolutely correct. However, in such a short time, Chu Tianjiao would not possibly break through to the Seventh Transformation of Primordial Spirit. Even if Chu Tianming sought reinforcements, we are more than enough to suppress them."

Jian Wuji confidently replied.

"Being cautious won’t hurt us. Therefore, this Saint Envoy has also invited an extra helping hand."

Said Saint Envoy Yinyue. Light emitted from her eyebrows and a wave of soul fluctuations spread from her.

The next moment, a sea of blood rolled in from afar. The terrifying aura it gave off made Jian Wuji and Zhuo Kunsheng turn white.

In the middle of the sea of blood stood an imposing figure with crimson wings spread out, blocking the sun and sky above. Its vast demonic might changed the colour of heaven and earth.

"The Ancient Blood Demon."

Jian Wuji and Zhuo Kunsheng inhaled sharply.

That’s right, this Ancient Blood Demon was the same ancient demon released by the Yan Clan of Xuanhuo City.

When it was initially released, the Ancient Blood Demon had been sealed for a long time, causing its strength to greatly diminish, to the point where it was even suppressed by Chu Long.

But now, the strength of the Ancient Blood Demon had noticeably recovered a great deal. Its strong aura even made experts such as Jian Wuji and Zhuo Kunsheng feel unsettled.

"The Ancient Blood Demon’s current strength is enough to suppress any average top-notch being in the world. It’s only with its aid that we’ll have a greater-than-90% chance of success."

Saint Envoy Yinyue said.

"Hahaha, Chu Tianming and his son are as good as dead,"

Jian Wuji laughed heartily.

The five of them (including the demon) joining forces could deal with Chu Tianjiao not having time to break through. Even if he broke through to the Seventh Transformation of Primordial Spirit, they would still be able to encircle and kill him.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, I believe there is another person from the Mansion of King Ming, other than Chu Tianming and Chu Tianjiao, who posses an even greater threat, potentially even higher than Chu Tianjiao."

At this point, Zhuo Kunsheng began to speak.

Saint Envoy Yinyue and the others showed signs of curiosity and asked, "Is there anyone in the Mansion of King Ming who poses a greater threat than Chu Tianjiao? Who?"

"I’ve had people investigate this. The individual’s name is Lu Yan, sealed as the military general of Lingdong by Chu Tianming. He’s been steadily rising for just over ten years, but during a battle on a remote island, he killed an elder from my sect. He has terrifying physical defensive abilities and soul power. Given more time, he will surely become terrifying. It is imperative that we get rid of him as soon as possible."

Zhuo Kunsheng said.

"Indeed, Supreme Elder Jian Wuxin of my sect also warned me about him, saying that he is extremely dangerous. If he advances further, I fear no one in the world would be able to restrain him."

Jian Wuji added.

"What a surprise, Lingdong... Lingdong... Could it be the person who disrupted our plans years ago? But at that time, that person was only at Grandmaster cultivation level, how could he have progressed so rapidly?"

Saint Envoy Yinyue’s face wears a serious look, filled with disbelief.

"Who cares who it is, this time, let’s just get rid of him. If he is at the Mansion of King Ming, even better. I can directly devour his soul with the White Tiger Devouring God technique. If he is not there, we can kill Chu Tianming and his son first, and then go to Lingdong to kill him. There’s no rush."

Said White Tiger Holy King.

The five formidable fighters discuss, then transform into five rays of light, heading towards Mingzhou.

...

"Yanluo Golden Body, the seventh layer."

Lu Yan’s thoughts stirred, his body transformed into a dark golden color, featuring mysterious patterns, looking both mystic and wonderful.

He moved his fist slightly, and felt full of powerful strength.

"Let’s see if the Yanluo Golden Body and True Dragon War Body can be combined."

With a thought, he activated both Yanluo Golden Body and True Dragon War Body. The surface of Lu Yan’s body was instantly filled with dark golden dragon scales, on top of which were intricate patterns.

Indeed, these two divine-level body refining martial arts could be layered.

He reached into the Sumi Mustard Seed Bag and summoned a superior divine weapon-grade spear. Using just two fingers, he clamped onto the spear and exerted a little strength - with a ’click’, the spear was easily snapped by his fingers.

"The combined use of the two divine martial arts has further enhanced my power."

Lu Yan smiled, radiating confidence.

Close combat, long-range attacks, soul, speed, almost flawless.

A true hexagonal warrior.

"Let’s continue understanding the Phantom Dragon Palm."

Lu Yan took a deep breath to calm himself down. He then opened the Divine Intent Diagram and began to ponder.

Deep into the night!

King Ming sat cross-legged on his bed. Suddenly, he opened his eyes, sharp like a divine sword.

"Indeed, they’ve come."

Swoosh!

King Ming ascended into the sky, standing midair.

"Form a formation!"

King Ming’s soul vibrates, and a voice sweeps across every corner of Mingwang City.

"Formation, rise!"

"Formation, rise!"

All around the Mingwang city, hollering in unison while patterns densely emerged atop the city walls.

A vast formation manifested, trapping the entire Mingwang City within.

Shooh! Shooh!

In the distance, two dazzling sword lights, cutting through the darkness, extended tens of thousands of meters, aiming for King Ming.

It was Jian Wuji and Zhuo Kunsheng.

King Ming let out a long roar and pointed with the spear, the vigorous aura stormed the sky. With one stab, the spear light, akin to a streaming light, aimed for Zhuo Kunsheng’s sword light.

At the same time, a sword light shot out from within the Mansion of King Ming, stirring the wind and clouds for miles around and clashing with Jian Wuji’s sword light.

Rumble! Rumble!

Two explosive collisions erupted, and the terrifying energy became a violent Gang Wind, spreading in all directions and dispersing the dark clouds in the sky.

Some energy fell towards Mingwang City, blocked by its formation.

Four figures retreated quickly and stood at four corners.

The sword light that emerged from the Mansion of King Ming was naturally Chu Tianjiao.

"Zhuo Kunsheng, Jian Wuji, you two dare not attack the Mansion of King Ming on your own. So, call out whoever you’ve brought for help," King Ming said coldly.

As King Ming’s words fell, in the high sky, a blood moon abruptly appeared.

That night, the sky originally only held one crescent moon, dimly lit.

But at this moment, a full-round blood moon suddenly appeared, casting its insidious light.

Suddenly, the blood moon plummeted downwards like a bloody blade, aiming for Chu Tianjiao.

Chu Tianjiao’s soul quavered, as he sensed a fatal threat. He brought out the war sword he obtained from the overseas islands and urged it to try to resist.

"Charge!"

Jian Wuji, naturally, wouldn’t miss this opportunity. With the Tianjian Sect’s ancestral treasure, the Heaven and Earth Sword in hand, man and sword became one, transforming into a dreadful sword light. In an instant, it traversed the space of ten miles and aimed for Chu Tianjiao, seamlessly coordinating with the blood moon.

Just at this moment, a figure appeared below the blood moon.

It was an old man, tall and thin, with dual strands of mustache, dressed in a black flood dragon robe, wearing a black dragon crown, and wearing black dragon boots, emitting a frightening aura.

He clapped both palms towards the sky, and a pitch-black seal ascended, colliding with the bloody light.

Boom!

A deafening and earth-shaking noise echoed throughout hundreds of miles.

Taking the center of the collision as the center, one side of the sky turned fiery red, while the other side became ink-black, even light struggled to penetrate.

Next moment, the old man retreated more than ten miles.

The blood moon collapsed, revealing a bewitching woman who was naturally Spirit Sect’s Saint Envoy Yinyue.

"Chu Shenyou, it’s you."

Saint Envoy Yinyue’s face turned solemn, full of surprise.

Jian Wuji and Zhuo Kunsheng’s faces also changed.

Chu Shenyou, is the King of You, currently one of the two remaining feudal princes among the world’s feudal lords.

But according to the rumors, King You and King Ming were not on good terms, but now, he had come to assist King Ming, which was beyond their expectations.