Chen Ping's Sword

Amidst the urgent chaos, he frantically looked up to see a massive golden-red ball of light, roaring down upon his head.

"Ah..."

Despair filled Daoist Mingcheng’s eyes as a scream barely escaped his lips before he was disintegrated by the Sun and Moon Ring into the smallest particles.

Transformed into a mist of blood, it dispersed and then turned to ashes.

Both body and soul were obliterated by that brilliance.

"What a treasure."

Chen Ping felt the power of his spiritual energy, one-third depleted with a single strike. Even though he had seized the treasure, he couldn’t help but be secretly shocked.

This thing wasn’t something ordinary people could use.

Taking advantage of the moment when the treasure’s power was at its lowest, he directly dispelled its brand, forcibly infused it with his own aura using his Manifest Saint Realm soul.

Even with such effort, using it remained so difficult.

However, its power justifies this level of difficulty in control.

It must be known that Chen Ping’s soul realm, within the trial world of the Heaven-Reaching Tower, represented top-tier combat power, capable of resisting the invasion of the Void Celestial Demon.

In that world, with Manifest Saint Realm spiritual power, he could even manipulate the forces of the sun, moon, and stars to directly attack opponents.

While in this world, due to different foundational rules, he couldn’t directly manifest saintly powers or control the infinite primordial Qi, but he could still have some limited influence on the present world.

Chen Ping was no longer a cultivation novice.

At times, he even felt that his Manifest Saint Realm in this world might be called by another name — the Power of Divine Sense, reaching levels of Divine Sense Manifestation and Divine Sense Manipulation.

This is the ability of the Divine Martial Realm.

Chen Ping was aware of this.

With such a trump card in hand.

When Chen Ping first heard that Yan Beifei had taken over East Sea City and someone had used an extremely powerful treasure to instantly turn East Celestial King Jiang Yuanhao into mist,

he was already prepared to forcibly seize the treasure.

No one thinks they have too many good things.

Especially good things taken from enemies.

The more, the better.

It gives a better guarantee of one’s defense and protection.

Therefore, on the first strike, he risked severe physical injury to fully operate the Star Shift and Dipper Turn ability of the Seven Stars Dipper Array, withstanding a strike, while comprehending the power nature and attack method of the red and white rings.

The only way to control an opponent is to understand them.

What if this thing could harm the soul?

Wouldn’t rash contact with spiritual power lead to major problems?

Chen Ping wouldn’t take such risks.

Once he understood the power nature of the Sun and Moon Ball, he was immediately much more confident, no longer impatient to struggle, directly using the secret skill "Brahma and I are One."

Admittedly, the powerful Buddhist techniques obtained from tracing origin and stealing fortune from Tang Lin’er could be called divine techniques.

Completely unreasonable.

Directly endure lethal damage, transfer the harm away, and further enhance one’s soul and power, forcibly seizing and eroding the Sun and Moon Ring.

There was no need for much probing. Chen Ping immediately grasped the usage of the Sun and Moon Essence Ring.

It’s just a fool’s method; this thing is just for smashing people.

Essentially, it’s not much different from a brick.

Only, its power is millions of times greater than a brick.

A single sweep down.

Chen Ping thought Daoist Mingcheng might have some stronger life-saving trump cards.

Facts proved otherwise.

He did not.

This old Daoist, although vicious and ruthless,

had far from cultivated his physical body to be as strong as his own.

He couldn’t withstand a single blow and was directly turned to ashes.

Leaving not even a speck of residue.

And Yan Beifei?

At this point, there was not even a trace of fighting spirit left.

He only wished his parents had given him fewer legs.

He didn’t care anymore about the remaining thirty-two thousand Imperial Forest Brave Cavalry under his command.

Instead, he turned into a green light and fled toward the vast Wenjiang River.

He was smart.

Knowing that if he escaped on land, no matter how fast, he wasn’t faster than Chen Ping’s pursuit.

The intelligence had described it in great detail.

Legend has it that besides being incredibly strong and having astounding sword techniques, Chen Ping’s body technique was also unpredictable, able to create multiple illusions while running fast.

Encounter others and not being able to win, perhaps running away is possible.

Encounter Chen Ping, if you can’t win, don’t think about escaping; you can’t escape, as his body technique is swifter.

If you want to save your life, unless Chen Ping doesn’t want to pursue.

Yan Beifei cursed in his heart that the Master-sent Daoist Mingcheng was indeed useless.

He lamented bitterly.

Not being able to win is one thing.

But sending such a supreme weapon to them?

Isn’t this absurd?

Watching Daoist Mingcheng being directly turned into a mist of blood and ash,

he had no luck in his heart.

He didn’t want to turn back to rant a few more fierce words either.

Instead, he grashed the only vitality.

Only in the water-sky hues, relying on his Profound Frost Water and Thunder Technique, could he escape a path to survival.

"Just hope Chen Ping is reluctant to expend his vital Qi and Blood, diminish his foundation to drive the spiritual artifact."

Just reaching the riverbank, Yan Beifei’s heart sank. He realized he was overthinking it.

That brilliance, like a blazing sun or a bright moon, had unknown when arrived above his head.

The river reflected it, half clear, half like blood.

Poof...

Yan Beifei looked back towards Yujing, not having time to show a sorrowful expression.

His whole body, along with his armor, had turned into a mist of blood, splashing in all directions.

In its place appeared a massive pit, like glass, still emanating wisps of heat...

Chen Ping reached out, and the Sun and Moon Ring flew back, landing on his left wrist.

With his sword at his side, he gently caressed the ring, with an inexplicable fondness.

After killing two people, although this ring wasn’t yet so nimble to use, it gained a slight sense of familiarity.

Chen Ping knew that this was because his Essence, Qi, and Spirit hadn’t merged into one.

He forcibly subdued the treasure’s spirituality with strong spiritual power, not truly gaining its approval.

This couldn’t be forced.

Only when he refines a true form, then, under the catalysis of Qi and Blood and True Essence, will the power of the soul transform again, allowing him to truly control this treasure.

"Ah, Spiritual Artifact, you are called the Sun and Moon Ring, simple and straightforward, just for smashing people, not bad, truly not bad."

Chen Ping smiled slightly, revealing eight big teeth.

Withdrawing his gaze from the Sun and Moon Ring, he waved his hand and ordered, "The whole army advances, kill those who do not surrender."

The cavalry around him turned into a rolling torrent, pursuing the Imperial Forest Brave Cavalry. In an instant, they had already collapsed this cavalry unit, quickly turning the scene into a chase through the hills and fields.

From time to time, Profound Armor Knights kneeled to beg for surrender.

"The outcome is decided."

Chen Ping lifted his eyes to the distance, +820 points in Tribulation Value, floating past before him.

Looking at the attribute panel, the Tribulation Value had reached 3143 points.

"Soon, it won’t be long before I can ascend to a new realm again. Once I digest the hundred or so cities taken in this battle, the fortune will rise greatly, further improving enlightenment and innate talent, and the speed of cultivation will once again rapidly progress.

The Divine Martial Realm is not far in the future, just hoping there are no more complications during this time."

Chen Ping paid no attention to tidying up the battlefield and instructed his subordinates to lead troops to deal with it.

He himself selected a group of elite cavalry and swiftly moved toward the vicinity of the Shenxiao Sword Sect, sealing the surroundings within thirty li, allowing no one to pass, no word to reach Shenxiao Sect.

At this time, what he competed against was time.

Meanwhile, he released the Cyan Bird, sending messages to Ji Mingyue, urging her to activate the Celestial Heart Pavilion, fully blocking news.

The death of Yan Beifei and Daoist Mingcheng, the great victory of this battle, was destined to sensationalize the world.

On this day, Chen Ping hoped it would come a little later.

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