Daoist Master Of Qing Xuan-Chapter 492 - Dust and Sand

Chapter 492 - Dust and Sand

An aqua blue giant hand stuck out from the side of Wangcheng. A horrifying Qi of vigor permeated from there. Any cultivators that were involved in spiritual enhancement or cultivation of Qi in the entire Diqiu did not dare to move a muscle. Even the manas that were inside their bodies were suppressed and none of them were not able to operate it.

That horrifying authority went deep into the hearts of every Qi cultivators who were hiding in Diqiu.

As for the powerhouses within the Xia Clan of Diqiu, many of them shouted and acted in concert with the thunderous sound of that person who directly cried out 'audacious'. It conquered the world and made one turn up one's nose at the arch of the heavens.

The giant hand quickly reached the front of the mountain peak that came flying. There was a layer of rampaging green clouds and it dismissed the giant hand that seemed to be able to pluck the sun, moon, and stars.

It brutally quashed it.

A lot of the powerhouses in the Xia Clan of Diqiu were beginning to be alarmed. This was definitely the peerless powerhouse who slipped into the imperial city that day. The powerhouse's mana was certainly boundless.

Even the Youho's clan leader, Lei Hong, was at a disadvantage when he appeared in the fight.

The mountain peak vibrated but it still came pressing down, an inch by an inch.

Under the gaze of the many powerhouses in Diqiu, if any grasses or woods were damaged by an outsider, it would be a humiliation to Xia Kingdom. They would definitely be 'welcomed' with the rage of Emperor Xia.

Within Wangcheng, on top of Xia Stage, a man in leather armor looked to the arch of the heavens. The peak that came flying was suppressing the giant hand. It was soundless, which made its vital force seemed even more frightening.

The man in leather armor said, "Those who have such massive mana within the Qi cultivators are usually those with high reputations. However, I have no impression of his vital force. Zi Lü, you truly have found a good helper."

The man in leather armor held onto the long blade that was on his waist, his eyes resembling the burning flames.

Tianyi, who was sitting contently within the Mystical Fire of the Sun on top of Xia Stage, had long hair reaching his shoulders. He smiled as he said, "Ming Luo, he is not the person I know. Nonetheless, we would get to know each other soon enough. Since Emperor Xia could not tolerate Tianyi, then naturally he will not tolerate him."

At this moment, the man in leather armor, Ming Luo, sneered, "There is no need to wait. He better not think that he can leave today."

Tianyi looked at Ming Luo. More accurately, he looked at the blade by Ming Luo's waist. This man in leather armor, Ming Luo, was the Ming's first powerhouse of the twelve aristocratic families of Xia Kingdom. Emperor Xia's most faithful servile follower. He once entered the blood-red Asura sea by himself, challenged the Asura Clan and had an epiphany for the Supreme Dao of Blade.

Afterward, he fought battles throughout the length and breadth of the country and annihilated countries by the hundreds of thousands. There were countless dead souls that went under his blade. The heaviness of the Qi of devilry made him the best in Diqiu. If that was not the case, then Emperor Xia would not have dispatched him to guard Tianyi.

This was the emperor's way of valuing Tianyi and it was also the emperor's trust towards Ming Luo.

The blade by Ming Luo's waist had already gotten the true meaning of the Asura Clan's Blood Dissipating Sword. That was the true demonic blade and even within the Asura Clan, there were few who could rival its demonic characteristics.

The 'Luo' in his name was also the approval of the insufferably arrogant Asura Clan towards him.

Following the mountain peak that was mercilessly subduing, it was about to land on Diqiu rapidly. By then, not only did the Youhu's clan leader, Lei Hong, was going to get hurt, he was also going to humiliate Xia Kingdom.

Ming Luo finally pulled out his sword. It was not enough to use the term 'thoroughly tempered' to describe the movement of him pulling out his sword. Every movement could be dismantled into countless similar movements.

With each layer pushing forward, there were a total of eighteen thousand times of the same changes when the knife was pulled out and all of these were completed in the time of not even a split second. Finally, it transformed and expanded into a long river of Qi of the blade. With a sizzled sound, the blade came chopping down on the top of the mountain peak. The mountain was immediately split open by the gleam of the blade and there was an extremely huge crack emerging from the middle.

With the help of the long river of the Qi of the blade, the giant hand underneath the mountain peak immediately grew its strength. Rows of thunderous sound rumbled in all directions. The giant hand spread out a big net that was weaved out of countless lightning and wrapped the mountain peak within it. The green cloud that was on top of the mountain peak was trapped as well.

That green cloud suddenly exploded. It was as though the stars hanging down from the night sky and it was brilliant as ever. Simultaneously, everyone could feel the temperature in Diqiu increased by a notch. The mountain peak had actually been scorched in a blink of an eye. As the lightning web got closer, it exploded with a loud bang and countless burning dust flew into the air. The long river of Qi of the blade was then lost its grasp on the green cloud.

The entire Diqiu sunk into an intense sandstorm. A dragon howl rose from Wangcheng and the maddening hurricane cleared the dust in the air within moments. On top of Yinglong's gigantic body, there was a man on its spine. His eyes were deep brown and the beam of light that came from his eyes were like two balls of sun, shining down on all living creatures.

A head with disheveled golden hair dr.a.p.ed over the top of his shoulders. Even though he did not have an indomitable and imposing body, but the natural vigor that was revealed by him was enough for him to look at all beings disdainfully from the corner of his eyes. His profound authority scattered to every corner of Diqiu, like the diffusing rays of the sun.

He looked around and the man chillingly hummed, "All of you come to the morning audience now."

Yinglong slowly returned to Wangcheng. During this moment, every aristocrat in Dongcheng hurriedly tidy up their apparels, got onto their luxurious cloud carriages and headed for Wangcheng.

At this time, Shen Lian slowly opened his eyes in the school. As he recalled the incidence, the person who pulled out his sword and the owner of the giant hand could fight with him for a while after they collaborated. As for Yinglong that appeared in Wangcheng afterward and the one on its spine who was most probably Emperor Xia was truly powerful beyond comprehension.

Shen Lian had experienced Chen Beidou's Unrivalled Sword and Yanxu's destructive magic. Both of them were considered as the strongest rivals in his entire life. Nonetheless, with the two people's pure power combined, they would still be at a disadvantage compared to Emperor Xia even though Emperor Xia had not really shown hand.

There were still some figures who were similar to the owner of the demonic blade in Diqiu. With his ability, he could mostly cause some commotion in Diqiu. Even if from today onwards, his Primordial Spirit had fully recovered, he would definitely not be able to fight against the entire Diqiu by himself.

Nonetheless, the ones whom Shen Lian feared the most were still the combination of Emperor Xia and Yinglong. With the dragon and the man being one and the combination of Qi from their body, their combat ability would be catching up to the level of Taiyi state.

Just now, if he were to hesitate even just for a bit, and without the independent world in the school to cover his tracks, there was a chance that he would come to grips with Emperor Xia on his home field.

Even though he really looked forward to coming to grips with Emperor Xia who was a powerhouse that chose another cultivation pathway, but it should not have been now. Before that, he needed to have a deeper understanding towards the bloodline of the Xia Clan.

It was not success or failure that Shen Lian was after, it was the exploration towards Dao and other cultivation methods that he cared most, as this exploration would allow him to proceed further on his path of obtaining Dao.

The ivy outside shaded the window. Lei Jing returned.

She entered Zhiwei Home and she looked at Shen Lian with a mixed expression. She said, "That giant hand just now was my grandfather's."

Shen Lian asked, "What about it?"

Lei Jing sighed, "What are you up to exactly? I am going to tell my grandfather and uncle about your existence for real."

Shen Lian stared keenly at her as he lightly replied, "I understand, that is why it would be appropriate for you to forget everything that had happened just now."

Shen Lian rarely messed around with other people's memories but there were times when he was required to do so.

If he was someone who was indecisive or had a tender heart for the fairer s.e.x, he would already have passed away before this.

Luckily, he was not.

Under Shen Lian's faze, Lei Jing suddenly had a trance. She recalled the matter that had happened before.

A while ago, she saw a flying mountaintop that came flying to Diqiu and her grandfather made a move. Following that, even the great commander of Wangcheng, Ming Luo's demonic blade appeared. All these had also startled her uncle in the end.

Diqiu had not been in a buzzle for many years and she was unclear of the person driving the mountaintop.

If that person was placed within Qi cultivators, he would most probably be the best amongst them.

Her teacher, Shen Lian, was plucking the qin on the couch. The sound of qin was light and elegant, like the flowing spring in the quiet mountains.

The teacher was most likely not the person who was driving the mountain. This was because he had just woken up from his sleep. She was really tired because she had spent the whole night pondering about the internal respiration of Daoism before she was startled by the incident in the morning. The lack of sleep must have caused her state of mind to be uncertain.

Lei Jing had forgotten why she had gotten out from the school when the mountain was flying into Diqiu and also the part where green clouds were seen flying out from Shen Lian. In the deep corners of her mind, she subconsciously separated Shen Lian from the Qi cultivator that drove the mountaintop and voluntarily trying to figure out all kinds of reasons to convince herself that Shen Lian would not do anything to go against Xia Kingdom.