Chương 175: Is Captain Zhao that big?

"They ran away again!"

Zhao Rui didn't care about the Holy Lotus Sect leader. He took to the air, his feet treading on the void, his true energy flowing through his body like a swimming dragon, chasing after the direction where Cangwuzi had disappeared.

Cang Zhenzi took one look and thought, "Well, my senior brother is really lucky. He has been completely corrupted by demons. But no matter how corrupted he is, we can't just sit idly by."

After a slight hesitation, he followed after them.

The only people left on the field were Qingyang Zhenren, who was letting out a long sigh of relief, and the Holy Lotus Sect leader, whose origins were unknown and whose strength was immense.

"The Taishan Sect respectfully bids farewell to their leader!"

Qingyang Daoist quickly bowed politely and said.

The implication of seeing the guest off is all too obvious.

"With you here at Mount Tai, we can hold out for a while. However, the will of Heaven is unpredictable, and the general trend is hard to change. If you remain stagnant, how can you know the vastness of the heavens?"

The Holy Lotus Sect smiled, seemingly unconcerned about Cangwuzi's departure, Qingyang Zhenren's farewell, or even the earlier struggle.

Before he finished speaking, he vanished from everyone's sight in a flash.

"Let's go too!"

The woman from the Holy Lotus Sect looked around and then turned to Qingfeng Shi.

"Hmm, I thought I had an unparalleled stroke of luck, mastering such divine skills, but unexpectedly, his abilities still surpass mine. I just wonder if we'll be enemies or friends when we meet again?"

The breeze caused his eyes to dim slightly, then he stood up and used his superb lightness skill to drift away like a gentle breeze.

The woman had a strange expression, shook her head, and for a moment didn't know what to say.

His gaze lingered on the spot where Zhao Rui had gone for a long time before he hurried to follow in the footsteps of the Envoy of the Breeze.

Seeing the Holy Lotus Sect members leave, Cangwuzi also left.

Master Qingyang put away his boundless Dharma form, turned around and took a step, his figure already ten feet away.

"Grandmaster Uncle!"

"Greetings, Master Qingyang!"

Upon reaching the outer perimeter, the group of martial artists and Taoist priests bowed respectfully to Master Qingyang.

Don't be fooled by his fight with those guys earlier, which didn't seem particularly impressive.

But in other parts of Dongqi Province, everyone who saw him would bow and call out, "Master!"

Since the full recovery of spiritual energy and the appearance of the visitors from Guixu, the order of the entire martial arts world has undergone a qualitative change.

In the past, university martial arts teams, and even provincial martial arts training bases, although full of geniuses, were constrained by their environment and had short training time.

No truly top-tier martial artists have emerged; at most, they are only Grandmasters of the Divine Void Realm.

Many sects that have seen the return of Grandmasters at the Dharma Aspect Realm have clearly reached the pinnacle of martial arts.

Compared to other provinces in the Central Plains, only Mount Tai is a powerful sect in Dongqi Province, with several masters at the Dharma Aspect Realm.

As one of the three great Dharma Aspect masters of the Taishan Sect, and a high-level Dharma Aspect realm master, Qingyangzi is already considered to be the top person in Dongqi Province.

Who dares to be disrespectful!

"Everyone, disperse!"

Upon receiving the decree from Master Qingyang, Changfengzi immediately bowed in acceptance and then directed the Taoist priests to disperse the crowd.

"Grandmaster Uncle, there was a strange monk just now, who seemed to be a highly accomplished master, but he disappeared somewhere during the fight."

"It's alright, your Uncle Danyangzi will handle it. You also need to cultivate diligently and advance to the Dharma Aspect stage as soon as possible."

"Yes, Grandmaster Uncle!"

Changfengzi nodded seriously. This battle between Dharma Aspect Realm Masters had truly broadened his horizons.

First, the Songhe Zhenren of the Song generation of the Qingcheng Sect condensed his Dharma body and fought a great battle with the Qingfeng Envoy of the Demonic Sect.

The two men's domineering and unrestrained spirit had already captivated him.

When the grandmasters and their uncles appeared, their power was even more awe-inspiring, causing the wind and clouds to change color, as if they were immortals or gods.

As the only master of the Divine Void Realm in the local Mount Tai Sect, his desire for the Dharma Aspect Realm is greater than that of anyone else in the Mount Tai Sect.

A resolute look appeared in Changfengzi's eyes, and his demeanor and bearing suddenly rose several notches without him realizing it.

Jiangsu Province!

Cangwuzi, clutching Song Ziwen, sped eastward.

"Silly, no, Grandpa, did you save me? I knew you would!"

Song Ziwen slowly woke up and immediately saw Cangwuzi with a head of fluffy, jet-black hair and a cold expression.

"Grandpa? You're my grandson?"

"Yes, yes, Grandpa, I am your grandson, your own grandson."

Song Ziwen raised an eyebrow and said obsequiously.

"What is my name? And what is yours?"

Cangwuzi lowered his head slightly, looking at Song Ziwen with a half-smile.

Upon hearing this, Song Ziwen's eyes darted around, and he said, "Grandpa, your name is Song Guangxuan, and my name is Song Ziwen. You even gave me this name yourself."

"Song Guangxuan?"

Cangwuzi muttered a few words to himself, then suddenly burst into laughter: "Song Guangxuan, Song Guangxuan. Not bad!"

After he finished speaking, he suddenly looked down at Song Ziwen, a flash of dark light passing through his eyes, and ripples of divine energy instantly flowed between the two of them.

After a moment, he withdrew his gaze and said loudly:

"This is the Maha-Boundless Divine Power that I have comprehended. You must cultivate it diligently and not disgrace the name of my grandson!"

Overjoyed at suddenly gaining supernatural powers, Song Ziwen nodded repeatedly and said, "Grandpa, don't worry, Grandpa, don't worry."

"Grandpa, where are we going?"

Having gotten used to being with Cangwuzi, Song Ziwen boldly asked a question.

"I'm going to the East China Sea; I feel like I'll find what I'm looking for there!"

Cangwuzi's divine light shone like torches, as if he were sensing something from the heavens, and he stared straight at a certain place.

Song Ziwen was secretly amazed, wondering when he had acquired the old man's skills.

Then, well, I'll make everyone call me grandpa!

Just as he was lost in his own thoughts, he suddenly noticed that Cangwuzi had stopped moving at an extremely fast speed.

"It's like a persistent ghost."

Cangwuzi said quietly, then suddenly struck out with his palm towards the open space to the side.

With a loud bang, a figure appeared at the point where the palm struck, and at the same time, a palm struck out.

The two palm strikes collided in mid-air, creating a loud bang.

"Should I call you Cangwuzi, or Venerable Maha?"

The person who came was naturally Zhao Rui, who had come in pursuit.

"It's just a name! I might forget it someday! My name is Song Guangxuan now!"

Cangwuzi said without any joy or sorrow.

"Song Guangxuan? Who exactly are you? Is Cangwuzi still alive?"

Zhao Rui frowned and said, his expression serious.

He chased after Cangwuzi not only because of their karmic entanglement, but more importantly, because he wanted to know what this demonic thought was.

The will of the Heavenly Demon stirred up Cangwuzi's inner demon, but who is this inner demon?

Is it an inherent dual personality, or the arrival of some unknown force, like when Cangwuzi's soul possessed Shouzhuo Daotong before?

It is a martial arts mental cultivation method.

"I am here, and I am not here. I am me, and Cangwuzi is me, yet I am not Cangwuzi. Young friend, you are young but your skills are already extraordinary, and your future achievements are limitless. How about we wipe the slate clean of your grudges with Cangwuzi?"

Cangwuzi—no, he should be called Venerable Maha—said in a clear voice, "Of course, but—"

"The Tao that can be spoken of is not the eternal Tao; the name that can be named is not the eternal name. If the Tao could be described, how could it be called the Tao?"

"The path of demons is also the path!"

The Venerable Maha smiled sarcastically, and at that moment, he actually had the air of an enlightened master, without a trace of demonic aura.

Where are you going?

"Go to where I belong; in this vast world, where can't I make my home?"

"I still want to give it a try; otherwise, I'm not confident!"

Zhao Rui said frankly.

"You're more arrogant than I thought, but you seem to learn quickly too. You learned the Mysterious Void True Self Form from me, didn't you?"

Cangwuzi said with a half-smile.

"Does it matter to you or me whether it is or isn't?"

"The Heavenly Magic Form is indeed infinitely ingenious."

Cangwuzi's eyes narrowed, and a mysterious black light suddenly shot out, heading towards Zhao Rui.

"The demons of heaven have their causes, but the demons of the heart are formless. After this battle, we owe each other nothing."

"No problem!"

Zhao Rui waved his hand to disperse the dark light, and with a swing of his long arm, the power of his Dharma form gathered, instantly transforming into a colossal hand that covered the sky, reaching out to grab the Venerable Maha.

The Venerable Maha was not afraid and conjured a large hand to block his attack.

"The martial art 'Maha Boundless' has been discovered to be replicable. Copy it?"

"Copy!"

Zhao Rui was waiting for this; he wasn't confident if he didn't copy it.

That old bastard can't be killed in a short time.

But even if he achieves great success in the future, he will still be able to glimpse the new martial arts techniques he has learned.

"You want to learn my Immeasurable Maha, don't you? Since it's called Immeasurable, how could you possibly learn it? I'll give it all to you. Haha!"

From the moment Zhao Rui learned the Mysterious True Self Body, Venerable Maha knew that Zhao Rui possessed a divine skill that allowed him to learn martial arts from other schools.

He had seen Zhao Rui with the Heavenly Demon Body Technique, and subconsciously concluded that Zhao Rui was possessed by a Heavenly Demon.

Therefore, I am not surprised by his many wonders.

Neither of them revealed their true forms during this exchange; instead, they fought using their true forms and the true essence of their Dharma forms.

In an instant, the space centered on the two of them was enveloped in a kind of true energy, and even the air could not move freely.

Song Ziwen stood aside, watching the two disappear and reappear in a panic, his legs trembling with fear.

Fortunately, both of them deliberately restrained the outward leakage of their energy. Although they appeared dangerous, the destructive power was actually contained within themselves, which was completely different from their previous unrestrained and powerful attacks.

Not long after the two started fighting, Cang Zhenzi caught up and appeared beside Song Ziwen in a flash, scaring the already frightened guy so much that he almost wet his pants.

"Daoist Master! I am innocent!"

Song Ziwen said tremblingly.

Cang Zhenzi glanced at him with disgust, ignored him, and instead observed the fierce battle between the two with a serious expression.

"Senior Brother Cangwuzi has become so powerful that he is probably on par with our Sect Leader."

"Although this young man is at a slight disadvantage, his skill is profound and his unexpected moves are numerous, as if he is proficient in all the martial arts in the world—"

"It seems our Qingcheng Sect has made a grave mistake!"

As one of the Qingcheng Sect's top combatants, Cang Zhenzi was naturally well aware of the decisions made by the sect's higher-ups.

The sect leader's senior master had mastered his divine skills and intended to provoke Emei. Everyone in the sect knew this, and they originally wanted to use the Qingcheng Sword Sect incident to test Emei's bottom line.

As a result, Emei didn't react much, but was caught off guard by Qingcheng Sword Sect.

"The situation has changed, we must not cling to the past, and the disaster of the Ruins must never be repeated."

Cang Zhenzi's eyes gradually cleared, and he had already made up his mind.

The winds and clouds rise on the horizon, and the light evening rain has ceased!

The gentle autumn rain falls on earth, leaving only a clear white sky!

Soong Tse-ven was soaked to the bone, and the autumn wind made him shiver.

"Damn it, the first thing I'll do after I learn this divine skill is to get soaked in the rain."

Song Ziwen felt depressed when he recalled how the Taoist priest beside him was surrounded by true energy and not a drop of rain had gotten on him when it rained earlier.

Okay, you can cover it up for me too!

"hiss!"

Song Ziwen stood with his arms crossed, not daring to run around, watching the two fighting in the arena with a rather resentful expression.

Well, I guess I'll just keep an eye on it.

After all, the two were moving too fast; all he could see were afterimages.

"That feels so good!"

A familiar voice rang out, and Song Ziwen immediately perked up.

"Grandpa! Are you alright?"

Song Ziwen addressed him with great ease and concern, a tone that even a biological grandfather would not have been more attentive to.

"It's nothing!"

Song Guangxuan smiled calmly, his gaze sharp as he looked at Zhao Rui, who had also appeared, and said casually, "How much have you learned? This Maha Boundless is inherently empty. Since emptiness has no form, it creates countless forms of self."

"Fellow Daoist is proficient in Buddhism, Demonism, and Taoism; you are truly remarkable."

Zhao Rui expressed his sincere admiration.

"Without the concept of self, there is no concept of the dharma of the heavens. The Tao, demons, and Buddhas are inherently without roots. The mind is the root, and then all dharmas arise."

After finishing his sentence, Song Guangxuan turned to Cang Zhenzi and smiled calmly, "How much have you learned, Junior Brother?"

"My senior brother is boundless in his knowledge; I, your junior brother, have only mastered two or three things."

Cangzhenzi waved his whisk and chanted "Boundless Heavenly Venerable".

"From this day forward, I will have no further ties with the Qingcheng Sect. Passing on your knowledge will be my way of repaying the Qingcheng Sect for their kindness in passing on their skills."

After Song Guangxuan finished speaking, he swept Song Ziwen into his hand with a wave of his right hand, and then laughed loudly, "I'm going to the East Sea to uncover the secrets of heaven and resolve the doubts in my heart! Let's go!"

After saying that, he leaped into the air and strode away, drifting eastward into the distance.

This time, Zhao Rui did not pursue the matter.

Instead, he turned around and walked forward along the path he had come from.

"Amitabha Buddha!"

Cang Zhenzi glanced at his senior brother's figure, then at Zhao Rui's back, hesitated, and finally let out a sigh.

He ultimately couldn't bring himself to ask for peace.

We can only wait for the sect leader to be appointed before making a decision.

"Breaking news! Breaking news! Master Faxiang has revealed his true form again, and another epic battle is about to begin!"

"From this day forward, the world will be divided into two: one for immortals, and one for mortals. Those who do not attain the rank of Grandmaster are all mortals."

"I heard that the high-ranking officials of the imperial court held a meeting overnight to discuss the future situation. I think the next step for the court may be to reassess the status of all the various sects."

"Will they mobilize the entire army and pacify—?"

"How could that be? Do you think Master Faxiang could be killed so easily? If even one of them escaped, wouldn't the entire court be in a state of panic?"

"I need to hurry and send my child to the nearest sect to see if there's any chance of them being accepted as a disciple. I used to look down on them when they recruited disciples."

"Let's go together! Let's go together!"

The controversy and discussion caused by the battle between Zhao Rui and others in their true forms has not dissipated with the passage of time.

On the contrary, the spiritual shock that has intensified on the Internet and among the general public is far beyond what martial arts practitioners could achieve before.

This time, the duration was long, the image quality was clear, and it was officially certified, clearly telling the world: There is a group of martial artists who can move mountains and fill seas, summon wind and rain, and destroy a small town with a single blow.

Speak the truth, and you can confuse people's minds.

Moreover, they come and go without a trace.

Comparable to a terrestrial deity.

The authorities did not stop the spread of this information; instead, they allowed it to develop freely.

The intentions behind this are evident.

Some things can't be hidden.

Dongqi University Martial Arts Team.

The team members stared in disbelief at the magnified images on their respective phone screens.

"I think it's Captain Zhao!"

"But how is that possible!"

"I also think it's impossible. No matter how good Captain Zhao is, he can't be that big—" One of the team members exaggeratedly gestured with his hand.

Even a regular Dharma Aspect Realm cultivator is already quite powerful. In the video, several smaller versions of the true Dharma Aspect appeared at the beginning.

But the next few were ridiculously large.

No matter how good Captain Zhao is, he's at most just a lower-ranking player like the one in front!

"Go ask the coach!"

"Yes, go ask the coach!"

The team members all ran towards the main hall of the Mingchan Academy.