Chen Ping's Sword

At the same time, exploding open was his body, standing upright like a javelin.

A distance of ten zhang away.

Body and soul simultaneously annihilated.

"That’s right, it’s the Stinging Dragon Scripture. Even without the Sun and Moon Ring, you’re not my match."

Chen Ping chuckled lightly.

Yet his eyes were utterly indifferent, without a hint of laughter.

If it weren’t for Shui Wuyan’s wonderfully mysterious Water Escape Technique, he actually wouldn’t have needed to use the Sun and Moon Ring at all.

Solely relying on the Dragon Essence Sword Gang Power cultivated by the Stinging Dragon Scripture was enough to completely suppress the opponent’s Profound Water Swordsmanship.

Fubo Island’s Cultivation Technique, who knows what kind of legacy it is, can give rise to Water Control Divine Techniques, and trained to the extreme, all the waters of the world are in one’s grasp.

It’s no wonder that Ji Tang from Yujing harbors such ambitions.

To scheme against Fubo Island and swallow their entire foundation at once.

Allow him to fully refine the Dragon King Dharma Body, and as for the final outcome, it’s really uncertain where it might lead.

Chen Ping looked down, gazing at the Dragon Essence Gang Qi on the sword, slightly shaking his head.

"A Stinging Dragon is still a dragon, shaping clouds and controlling the rain, stirring up storms—it is indeed the true dragon’s special skill. Water Control Technique, naturally, is nothing surprising."

"This Cultivation Technique still has much potential to dig into; temporarily, it can only be trained to the Entry Realm, which is somewhat regrettable."

"However, there’s no need to rush. Right now, the Tribulation Points have already reached as much as 3764.

Plus, 16 points of Enlightenment and Innate Talent have increased the cultivation speed, saving quite a few Tribulation Points.

Preliminary estimates show that breaking through to the Divine Martial Realm could be within these few days. The Tribulation Points are almost sufficient."

This is what makes Chen Ping happiest.

Though the road ahead is full of storms, he finally manages to push through, and can break through ahead of time. The Southern Region poses no real worries.

Without the cultivation strength of the Divine Martial Realm.

Chen Ping couldn’t feel assured regardless of his thoughts.

The opposing side is really quite unreasonable.

Isn’t this just a mortal struggle for the dragon throne?

And yet, those "Immortal" beings keep creating chaos.

Sending disciples arbitrarily, bestowing treasures...

Soon enough, as anticipated, those shameless formidable Venerables might stealthily come forth.

Without the power to balance against them, no matter how much he achieves, no matter how large the territory, it’s but an illusion—truly insignificant.

In front of Venerables in the Divine Martial Realm.

Military arrays, elite forces, entirely unworthy of mention.

The reason why the Great Li Dynasty can govern far and wide is probably not because the royal authority is intimidating, but because they inherently possess a Divine Martial Realm, mutually restraining each other.

Moreover, behind Ji Tang is a higher level of power, such as Ji Hai, and the likes of the "Imperial Extreme Hall."

This is why Great Li is not attacked by Venerable level experts.

There’s mutual understanding and mutual apprehension.

But here’s the issue.

Why did Beizhou start invading the heartland of Great Li these years, seemingly intent on swallowing it whole?

It’s simply because another greater power has begun coveting this juicy piece and is interfering.

This force might even rival Ji Hai and the Imperial Extreme Hall.

Might even pressure them.

...

"Grand Commander."

From afar, Tang Jue looked at the place where the great sun has set, tears in his eyes, crying out in pain.

He had seen it—the brilliance of the sun and moon breaking through Shui Wuyan’s Water Escape Technique, followed by a single sword strike beheading.

The Grand Commander’s body and soul were both extinguished.

This time, unlike any previous instance, there was no chance to escape, even if failed—it was truly a real death.

Beside him, a red-clad dual-wielding woman leading five hundred elite in black was also shedding bloody tears, shouting hoarsely "No!"

Blood light surged from this woman’s body, her dual blades dancing fervently.

"Avenge the Grand Commander."

Whether it’s revenge or suicide.

Since Shui Wuyan died here, died by Chen Ping’s hand.

The Black Dragon Platform elites who came along can hardly escape northward.

Without Shui Wuyan’s command, it’s an almost impossible task.

Instead, they may as well charge down the mountain, rush into the city, kill one to break even, kill two to profit.

Though they numbered only five hundred elites, even against five or ten thousand regular troops, they showed no fear.

Great Zhou’s Black Dragon Platform could make Great Li’s Embroidery Guard bow their heads, coming and going freely across the Central Plains, naturally having their extraordinary strengths.

Chi Mei’er, eyes reddened, glanced back at Tang Jue, waving him off, leading the five hundred elite cavalry from the woods, charging straight towards Guangyun.

Then, they saw a force of ten thousand troops suddenly appear.

At the forefront was a general with a golden flame boiling over, long beard flowing.

Not far off stood an elegant woman in a goose-yellow dress, alongside a round-faced, dimply little girl, casting a mocking gaze.

That bearded general was Yuk Zhixian, Second Elder of the Primordial Sect. Always very low-key, his cultivation speed not quite matching that of former Sect Leader Sunx Yun, nor the young master-nephew Han Wushang, indeed lagging behind even the disciple-granddaughter Han Xiaoru.

Yet clearly, apart from Chen Ping himself, he’s the fourth Primordial Sect Grandmaster to break through to the Unity Realm.

Primordial Golden Body Technique has already been refined to the True Gang Glazed Body Realm.

Not to mention how seasoned and profound his Sword Techniques are, just his physique and strength give him full advantage of this Realm.

He, being merely one person, could resist an army of ten thousand.

Moreover, there are over ten thousand elite soldiers behind him, some glowing silver, some with black streaks, all trained in the Primordial Golden Body Technique.

Let alone the five hundred elite from Black Dragon Platform, even if they came with fifty thousand, they might not rival them.

"Kill them, leave none alive."

Yuk Zhixian is a straightforward man, not keen on speaking much.

His greatest trait is firmly executing the Sect Leader’s orders.

He overwhelmingly supports King Ping’s orders to eradicate Barbarians.

In his eyes, they’re not five hundred people, but five hundred pigs, naturally deserving no sympathy.

With a command, that black-and-white torrent roared and consumed the five hundred elite cavalry.

In the forests, Tang Jue didn’t dare make a sound, tightly covering his mouth, with tears streaming down as he turned into the dense woods, disappearing.

"The Southern Region has risen as a formidable rival to Great Zhou, with Chen Ping on the brink of Divine Martial, having astonishing combat prowess. This information must be sent back, not letting the Grand Commander die in vain."

Meanwhile, Chen Ping had already returned to Lotus Village.

In the reverent gazes and guilty pleas for forgiveness from tens of thousands of people, he healed over four hundred patients using the Cyan Wood Longevity Skill.

"You were beguiled by villains; what you did before wasn’t your true inclinations. Where lies the crime? Disperse."

Chen Ping felt deeply moved, looking at these poorly-dressed people, faces full of the hardship and suffering, now completely lacking the slightest ferocity previously shown in denouncing him.

Rise, the people suffer; fall, the people suffer.

These are my own people; they know nothing, why harbor resentment against them?

But conduct good deeds, unconsumed by concern for what’s ahead.

Some matters are better acted out than spoken; just continue moving forward.

"Before reaching the Divine Martial Realm, the light sphere obtained from killing Shui Wuyan must not be overlooked."

Gazing at the golden light sphere just harvested in his mind.

Chen Ping felt a slight hint of joy.

Though Shui Wuyan didn’t contribute this special opportunity, golden is not bad at all.

Previously, Tang Lin’er’s golden opportunity had pointed out the path to the Heaven-Reaching Tower, and granted the "Brahma and I are One" potentially supreme life-saving Secret Technique.

"Just wondering what benefits Shui Wuyan’s might bring me?"

Thinking of this, Chen Ping didn’t wish to delay a moment longer.

Pushed to return to his residence, ordering the crowd not to disturb him, not paying attention to his soldiers’ outcomes of eliminating Black Dragon Platform’s spies.

First, the mind operated.

"Trace Origin and Steal Fortune."

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