I Can Strengthen Infinitely

Who could have thought that within the grand imperial city of the Great Tang, such a monstrous creature would be hidden.

This black serpent was over three zhang long, nearly as wide as a carriage. If it were to wreak havoc in Chang’an, even some masters might find it difficult to handle.

Qin Yuesheng wielded the Celestial Fire Sword and lunged towards the black serpent. The sword flared up with intense flames, coalescing into a massive flaming blade that came crashing down, striking right on the serpent’s head.

Despite the serpent’s enormous size, it could not resist Qin Yuesheng’s might and was immediately pressed hard against the ground, the flaming blade piercing through its body and pinning it down.

Sizzle!

The intense flames scorched the serpent’s head, causing it to writhe and struggle in pain, attempting to break free.

But Qin Yuesheng suppressed it with a mystical maneuver, equivalent to a mountain weighing down on its body, leaving the serpent’s movements weaker and ultimately lifeless.

Withdrawing the Celestial Fire Sword, Qin Yuesheng peered into the palace and said, "Sect Leader of the Rootless Sect, come out."

In the depths of the palace, a screen stood, behind which someone was seated.

"Those who meet me cannot leave Chang’an alive," the person said in a low voice.

"Stop pretending," Qin Yuesheng retorted, slashing out with the sword. The enormous blade aura surged forth, cleaving towards the palace.

The palace was no match for Qin Yuesheng’s blade aura and was instantly split open. The slash continued towards the screen.

The screen caught fire, revealing the figure seated behind it.

There was a black stone tub behind the screen, emitting a chilling mist, a man with half a head visible above the water soaking in it.

With white hair, dark skin, and gray eyes, he watched as the flaming sword aura descended upon him, extending a single arm from beneath the water. The arm was ashen and muscular, appearing more stone-like than human.

Bang!

As the blade aura struck his palm, the massive flaming blade’s energy was extinguished instantly.

Whoosh!

The man retaliated, pointing a finger at Qin Yuesheng, releasing a blue beam that shot towards him.

As the beam appeared, Qin Yuesheng felt a trace of pressure; at his level of power, only someone above a Grandmaster could exert such pressure on him.

Mobilizing the Golden Bell Shield with full force, he faced the blue beam. In an instant, the front of the shield froze over with ice, while cold air radiated off the sides, forming icicles.

Crack!

With a sword and blade entangling, all the ice shattered into pieces, falling to the ground.

Having mastered the Nine Yin Extreme Dao Scripture, Qin Yuesheng realized that the Rootless Sect Leader’s proficiency in the scripture was likely on par with his own.

"I see, a Grandmaster; no wonder you dared to break into the Thousand Years Palace at night. But remember, even a Grandmaster has to bow down before me, the Nine-Thousand-Year-Old." The icy water in the stone tub erupted, and the body of the Nine-Thousand-Year-Old, carved as if from stone, leapt out.

Nine arcs of crescent-shaped frost appeared around him, instantly enveloping the air with coldness.

Qin Yuesheng had never seen such a peculiar person before; his muscles seemed chiseled from rock. Though human in appearance, there was something profoundly inhuman about him.

As the Nine-Thousand-Year-Old stomped on the ground, a path of ice shot forward towards Qin Yuesheng, sprouting icicles of various sizes that created a formidable display.

Qin Yuesheng drove the Celestial Fire Sword into the ground, channeling the Nine Suns Inner Strength within him into the sword, causing a fiery serpent to rise up and clash with the icy path.

Fire and ice, two extreme forces wielded by Grandmasters, destined to unleash extraordinary power.

The Thousand Years Palace, located deep within the imperial city, was off-limits to all without the command of the Eunuch of the Ten, making it a place few dared to approach.

Ordinarily, the palace remained quiet, stirring little attention; but this night, a blaze erupted bright enough to paint the sky red. Though it vanished quickly, it attracted considerable notice.

"Is there a fire at the Thousand Years Palace?"

"It doesn’t look like it; there’s no sign of flames now."

"Should we investigate? If there’s a fire and it spreads to other palaces, it could be disastrous."

"Are you crazy? The Eunuch of the Ten forbids anyone from approaching the Thousand Years Palace. You’ll lose your head if you’re caught."

Nearby, palace maids and guards, eunuchs among them, gossiped but none dared approach the Thousand Years Palace. After the burst of flames, it returned to silence, showing no signs of a spreading fire, discouraging anyone from getting closer.

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In their first encounter, the grand hall’s doors were completely obliterated, reduced to ruins.

Whoosh!

Through the thick smoke, the Nine-Thousand-Year-Old swung a punch at Qin Yuesheng’s face.

Qin Yuesheng reacted swiftly, his six arms emerging to collectively block the punch.