Martial Cultivator

Chen Chao supported that enormous dharma idol as it appeared over Mount Xi, the momentum so vast that at present, in this world, only two could remain aloof and indifferent.

One demon in the north, one person in the south.

But clearly, neither of those two was on Mount Xi. Therefore, when that incomparably vast dharma idol appeared between heaven and earth, the enormous daoist phantom now obviously revealed a grim look.

Especially as that boundless daoist qi was compressed at this moment, the daoist phantom also began to wave the faintly visible whisk in its hand, attempting to disperse the boundless aura carried by those countless snow-white true dragons.

But as Chen Chao continued to walk forward, the towering dharma idol behind him became increasingly terrifying. That dharma idol, with a face identical to Chen Chao’s, reached into the sea of clouds and pulled out a strand of cloud qi. The cloud qi condensed in its palm into a massive snow-white long saber, held in the hand of the gigantic dharma idol. With a single saber slash, under the immense pressure contained within that strike, the daoist phantom before it began to shatter in an instant. Countless strands of daoist qi still tried to gather here, but in the end, no matter how they gathered, they could not do so under that pressure. Finally, the daoist phantom collapsed completely and was directly split apart by that one slash.

But at the same time the daoist phantom shattered, before the sky, more than one phantom appeared again. Several dharma idols appeared almost simultaneously at this moment, standing together within the sky, all in the form of white-haired daoists.

Chen Chao raised his head and looked. At this moment, he still could not see that unseen great hall, nor could he see those daoists hidden in the dark.

But from these few dharma idols, those daoists had all already stepped into the end of the Nepenthe realm.

In other words, each of these dharma idols represented a cultivator at the end of Nepenthe.

In recent years, the prominence of Myriad Heaven Palace had always been overshadowed by Infatuation Daoist Temple. Although it was the leader of the Great Peace Dao lineage, no one would think Myriad Heaven Palace could stand shoulder to shoulder with the Infatuation Daoist Temple.

Because of this, the reputation of Myriad Heaven Palace could not be considered particularly resounding. Yet such a Myriad Heaven Palace still possessed such terrifying foundations. The few cultivators at the end of Nepenthe represented by these dharma idols, any one of them taken out, would be enough to make the vast majority of sects in the present world fall silent and bow their heads.

“Chen Chao, don’t think that because you destroyed Purple Leaf Grotto before, you are anything remarkable. A sect like Purple Leaf Grotto has never entered our eyes.”

The aged voice sounded again. The old daoist, whose location was unknown, said indifferently, “If you go down the mountain now, there is still leeway to salvage the situation. If you continue to entangle without end, you, this young man at the height of your fame, will likely die here on Mount Xi.”

Chen Chao sneered, “If you’re scared, then you’re scared. Why so much nonsense.”

Chen Chao knew what they were worried about. They were worried that if they killed the Lord Warden Commander of Great Liang, Great Liang would pour all its strength into leveling this Myriad Heaven Palace.

“You are only relying on the Great Liang behind you. Without Great Liang, in this daoist’s eyes, you would be nothing more than a slightly larger ant.”

The old daoist’s voice sounded again. They were all smart people. Many things, whether spoken or not, were already understood. Whether pointed out or not, the difference was not great.

Chen Chao smiled, “For this official to kill you old swines, there is no need to borrow any strength. A few great daoist sages? Are you all even worthy?!”

Chen Chao’s voice surged, spreading across Mount Xi, shaking the entire mountain violently.

“Well, well well, since you are bent on seeking death, this daoist will grant it to you. As for after killing you, if Great Liang dares to come looking for trouble, this daoist would not mind changing the surname of this world.”

The old daoist shook his head. Knowing that words were useless, he had already made up his mind. Even so, he was still somewhat puzzled how there could be such a person in this world, willing to stake his life for someone who did not have much to do with him.

After learning that Zhu Xia was a fruit, the old daoist had specifically investigated those closely connected to her. He knew that Zhu Xia liked this young martial artist of Great Liang, but he also knew that this young martial artist of Great Liang had no such feelings for Zhu Xia.

The one he liked was someone else.

Since that was the case, why stake his life for Zhu Xia?

This point, the old daoist who had cultivated for countless years, could not understand no matter what.

But Chen Chao did not give him time to think. In truth, he did not need to think further. Since it was a matter that was irreconcilable till death, then he would not rest unless he was dead. They had the advantage in numbers, and there was no way they would believe Chen Chao could rely on his own strength to kill them all.

“You old swines, already aged and decaying, barely hanging on to your cultivation realms with a single breath, and you still think you are some remarkable great daoist sages?”

Chen Chao gave a casual laugh. The enormous dharma idol behind him had already begun to act. As usual, it first pulled down a strand of cloud qi, but before it could do anything further, one of the daoist phantoms before him had already waved its whisk, striking toward Chen Chao’s dharma idol.

In an instant, across the sky, it seemed as though countless strands of silk were rushing over, like innumerable black long snakes swimming within the sky.

The dharma idol behind Chen Chao extended a massive hand, grasped a bundle of black silk strands, and pulled with force. The strands instantly went taut, producing a trembling sound that resounded through heaven and earth.

Like the strings of a zither being plucked.

As the sound rang out, countless gaps instantly appeared in the surrounding cloud qi, as if wiped through by a single sword.

The sleeves of Chen Chao’s dharma idol also showed some tears at this moment, but as soon as they appeared, they were restored in an instant. Boundless qi surged from that majestic dharma idol, swirling around it. The revolutions of the sun, moon, and stars also continuously emitted radiance. All of this reflected Chen Chao’s difference, reflecting the brilliance of that enormous dharma idol.

Before Chen Chao’s dharma idol, those few phantoms that were likewise at the end of Nepenthe all appeared so dim.

But even so, those phantoms did not retreat. After exchanging a glance, mysterious daoist talismans appeared around them. One by one, symbols representing the profundities of the daoist path rotated continuously, gradually emitting even more mysterious auras. They moved through the space filled with Chen Chao’s qi, and finally, golden threads appeared one after another around the dharma idol.

At the same time, those phantoms also shifted positions, appearing around Chen Chao’s dharma idol.

Only then did Chen Chao see the daoists around him. All were white-haired, gaunt, and weathered.

These people held extremely high seniority within Myriad Heaven Palace. Of course, aside from seniority, their ages were certainly old as well, having cultivated for who knew how many years.

When they were young, they likely each had their own legends in the world.

But at this moment, all of them were like fat carp sunk deep in a fish pond, their entire bodies emitting a decaying aura.

At this stage, with a single glance, it was clear they could no longer advance further, because the spirit that sustained them had long since vanished.

When one could no longer believe they could accomplish something, then in truth, it was already destined that they would not accomplish it.

Chen Chao took a deep breath and continued walking forward.

At the same time, the dharma idol behind him also took a deep breath, like a whale swallowing. All surrounding auras crazily surged into the body of that enormous dharma idol.

The several daoists exchanged a glance and also drove their phantoms to act.

Streams of multicolored radiance surged out in an instant, quickly flooding the sky and engulfing Chen Chao’s dharma idol within.

At this moment, aside from dealing with the attacks of these few, Chen Chao’s divine sense also continuously spread outward, searching around, trying to find traces of Zhu Xia on this Mount Xi.

He came up the mountain not only to kill.

But to rescue her.