Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

Moon!

Moonlit night!

The cold moon hangs alone, like a gleaming silver knife flying through thin clouds, its cold radiance like water washing over the boundless wilderness.

The sound of wind blowing across the wilderness is like a knife gently scraping a cardboard, like a woman abandoned ruthlessly sobbing, and more like a poem, writing the poetry of heaven and earth, whose essence is that Heaven and Earth are heartless, and human world is lonely.

Alas..... How many can truly understand it?

At this moment, Jiang Dali sits thirty yards apart from Xiao Sanxiao on the wilderness, silently polishing the Great Strength Fire Qilin Saber.

A knife is a tool of brutality, it does not need polishing, every great battle is itself a polish, only a knife cleansed with blood becomes fiercer.

But Jiang Dali is not polishing the knife, but his spirit.

Polishing the knife is questioning the heart.

Faced with the upcoming battle, the most crucial contest between experts is not about skills or Martial Arts, but the spirit.

If the heart is fearful, defeat comes without fighting.

Therefore, Jiang Dali, though knowing that the Great Demon God Xiao Jingtian is strongest in the night, does not plan to deliberately avoid battling him at night.

If avoided, defeat is certain, as a flaw appears in spirit before the battle, and expert contests are about seemingly insignificant small flaws.

Xiao Sanxiao clearly understands this as well, so aside from preparing to inform Jiang Dali of certain Martial Arts possessed by Xiao Aoshi and his brother that require attention, he does not intend to say more, not even mentioning that Xiao Jingtian becomes stronger in the night, so as not to burden Jiang Dali psychologically and cause distractions.

Even though the probability of such possibility happening to Jiang Dali is extremely low.

"My youngest son Xiao Aoshi learned Martial Arts primarily derived from my ’Ten Thousand Paths,’ a Martial Arts encompassing everything and can integrate different, even mutually exclusive, Martial Arts for personal use, the supreme guideline of Martial Arts I created in my later years.

This kid, contrary to his brother, learned extensively, yet has exceptional talent, independently deducing the Senluo Six Harmonies Formation from Ten Thousand Paths, and created a Martial Arts to counter Ten Thousand Paths for confronting me, named [Four Elements All Evil], if Ten Thousand Paths encompasses Heaven and Earth Power, Four Elements All Evil is the complete opposite, resulting from reversing earth, water, fire, wind elements for self-destruction.

In the first two attempts to capture these two sons, part of the reason for failure was because this kid’s creation of Four Elements All Evil countered Ten Thousand Paths.

But this is not the kid’s most powerful Martial Arts, his most powerful is Heart Sword..."

In the night, Xiao Sanxiao’s elderly voice floats with the wind, entering Jiang Dali’s ears.

"Heart Sword?"

Jiang Dali’s polishing of the saber pauses slightly.

Being Heart Sword, it inevitably involves the dimension of spirit.

Obviously, this Great Master also places great emphasis on the cultivation of spirit, which proves this person is not to be underestimated.

Xiao Sanxiao continues, "Heart Sword can emit Pure Consciousness Sword Intent, using a single thought to transform intent into a sword, once the thought moves, Heart Sword arises, defenseless, any slight flaw in your spirit is an opportunity for attack, instantly destroying your Will, Spirit, and Spirit, defeating you!

Even if your spirit shows no flaw, this Sword of the Spirit can disturb the enemy and confound them, extremely hard to deal with."

As he explains, Jiang Dali’s mind begins to quickly simulate based on the described Martial Arts traits, using Divine Thought Strike Skill’s Dharma, quickly outlining in his mind a combat scene where an enemy attacks him with Heart Sword.

In a flash, a sword light erupts in his mind, illusory, like an electric rainbow, or a fleeting glimpse, sometimes like endless leaves falling rustling down, dense sword qi rushing, sometimes like a grand aura akin to the Milky Way falling from nine heavens.

In an instant, he sees no enemy’s figure in his mind, nor the sword, only endless sword light engulfing him, with every pore sensing the trajectory of sword qi, yet unable to grasp the focus of Sword Intent, as if the sword arises from the heart, wherever thought perceives, sword light is omnipresent ahead of him.

"What a Heart Sword!"

Jiang Dali’s heart shivers slightly, ready to perform Sword-breaking Skill.

Suddenly, a massive and overwhelming Iron Fist surges abruptly like Yama King Fist rising from Hell, violently strikes from behind, carrying formidable Heavenly Fire Thunder, fiercely impact the back heart, its terrifying Fist Force shaking his back muscles with rupture, catching him off guard and causing severe injury.

Boom!——

The scene in his mind instantly vanishes.

The cold moon remains high.

The cold wind gently brushes his face.

The distant howling of wolves and the subtle rustling of insects on the wilderness—one desolate and imposing, the other minute to the point of being inaudible, yet both so close to reality, proving that even in this lonely wilderness, life thrives vigorously, even within the heartlessness of heaven and earth lies affection, and amidst human loneliness lies passionate enthusiasm like fire.

Jiang Dali suddenly opens his tiger eyes, his gaze shining brightly in the night, eyes glimmering with wisdom, exclaiming.

"Your youngest son, indeed a prodigious talent, worthy of the name Great Master. It’s amusing that my renegade Liao Rushen, once established his power Hawk Castle, called himself the same Great Master, if only he possessed even one-tenth of your son’s capability, he would have saved me much trouble."

"Hahaha! Do you think my current appearance is one of relief?"

Xiao Sanxiao didn’t expect Jiang Dali to suddenly bring up such a funny matter, laughing heartily, his elder laughter blending into the night wind, seemingly adding a sense of time to the wind, more adding its desolation.

A pair of one old and one young, even at such a tension-filled moment knowing the enemy is exceptionally strong, can still freely and naturally chat and laugh, proving that whether in spirit or demeanor, both are peerless top-notch, without flaw, allowing for greatness amidst strength, the bright moon over the great river.

Jiang Dali continues, "The Martial Arts you previously exhibited when fighting me was the Complete Heaven Four Extremes, since your youngest son learned the Ten Thousand Paths, it seems your eldest son learned the Complete Heaven Four Extremes?"

"Correct!"

Speaking of the eldest son, Xiao Sanxiao’s expression turns serious, saying, "In truth, both brothers learned my Ten Thousand Paths and Complete Heaven Four Extremes, yet due to different personalities, they ultimately chose different primary Martial Arts for cultivation.

The eldest Son Xiao Jingtian’s main Martial Arts, transmitted from me, is the Four Extremes of Chaos, a tyrannical external power capable of absorbing and refining Heaven and Earth’s essence, a nature force roaring eternally, enhancing the body’s power to an unprecedented Realm."

"Power unprecedented?"

Jiang Dali’s expression becomes odd, glancing up at Xiao Sanxiao.

Xiao Sanxiao’s old face turns awkward, suddenly reminding that the power of this sturdy man in front of him is actually among the strongest he has encountered, at least not weaker than his eldest son Xiao Jingtian, even more, if bringing out the power during the division battle with Regent King, it is even stronger, that is a truly formidable power reaching unprecedented levels.

Immediately, he pauses his words, explaining, "Xiao Jingtian is different from me, he has cultivated this Martial Arts to an exceedingly profound Realm, yet it is a deviating path, pursuing ultimate power, resulting in his current tyrannical and cruel personality, extreme murderousness, yet overwhelming strength, his power is definitely not inferior to yours, even I, if not fortuitously relying on the Breakthrough Level power, it would be difficult suppressing him..."

Jiang Dali closes his eyes again, using Divine Thought Strike Skill in his mind, contemplating the exhilarating scene when a power equal to his own enemy engages in combat with him.

During the contemplation, he already senses the Qi Mechanism in the void, with a fervent Battle Intent and enthusiasm rising in his chest.

Night is deep, destined people shall appear eventually... if a peerless strong adversary only dares reveal their true self at night, to confront formidable rivals, does this not imply a lack of confidence in their own strength?

Therefore, he already possesses the confidence to defeat the enemy!

He, Jiang Dali, is without blind spots comprehensively, regardless of day or night, to fight is to fight comfortably!

Cultivating Martial Arts to Supreme Saint, advancing bravely without fear, what is there to dread?

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