Unrestricted Dao Lord

’What is this...?’

Wei Yunzhou trembled all over.

The sword strike before him was neither exquisite in its form nor particularly fast. He could easily intercept it.

But as he moved to block it just as he always had, he felt an unprecedented, ferocious power transfer through the blade.

His hand trembled slightly.

He almost lost his grip on his sword.

’How can there be such power... What kind of swordsmanship is this?’

Wei Yunzhou couldn’t comprehend this swordsmanship.

But some of the Elders did.

They shot to their feet, their faces etched with disbelief.

"Is that... the Twelve Layers Tower Killing Sword?"

Many of the Elders glanced at Zhao Qianfeng.

Only Zhao Qianfeng of the Instructor Pavilion could have unearthed such an ancient swordsmanship technique.

But while this swordsmanship was powerful, mastering it was incredibly difficult.

And what were they seeing now?

Zhang Su had just unleashed Twelve Layers of Internal Strength... This meant his Twelve Layers Tower Killing Sword had reached Perfection!

"It’s not just the Twelve Layers Tower Killing Sword. Zhang Su just unleashed a burst of Inner Force that was Extreme Yang and incomparably ferocious. He only has Outer Force Cultivation, yet he can produce Inner Force... Could it be the Little Three Yang Power from the ’Pure Yang Nine Combinations Divine Skill’?"

Many Elders’ eyes widened, a storm of shock raging in their hearts.

’Has Zhao Qianfeng gone mad?’

The Pure Yang Nine Combinations Divine Skill was one of the Guiyuan Sect’s Supreme Secret Transmissions. It was indeed formidable, allowing one to unite three forces and unleash Inner Force while still at the Outer Force Realm.

But what about after that?

This Divine Technique required one to cultivate nine Unparalleled Divine Techniques to Perfection before they could generate Inner Strength and step into the Postnatal Realm.

Uniting three was already difficult enough.

What about uniting six later on?

And what about the even more difficult Nine Unification?

Even though Zhang Su was a Dharma Protector Disciple, whose potential wasn’t as high as those in the Inheritance Sequence, he still had a chance of becoming a Postnatal Realm Martial Artist if he focused on a single martial art.

But by cultivating the Pure Yang Nine Combinations Divine Skill, if he couldn’t achieve the Nine Unification, he would be forever unable to advance to the Postnatal Realm.

’By having Zhang Su cultivate this Divine Technique, isn’t Zhao Qianfeng sentencing him to a dead end on the Martial Dao?’

However, regardless of what Zhao Qianfeng and Zhang Su were thinking.

Right now, on the Life and Death Arena, Zhang Su was relying on his explosive Little Three Yang Power and the Twelve Layers Killing Sword to launch a truly terrifying assault.

As if he were forging iron, he wielded the Cold Frost Sword like a sledgehammer, smashing it brutally toward Wei Yunzhou.

One strike, two strikes, three strikes!

"AHHH...!"

’I’ve already grasped the changes in power; reaching Huajin is just around the corner! In the future, I can become a Postnatal Realm expert, even advance to the Innate Realm... How can I die at the hands of a mere Outer Force disciple?’

’I can’t accept this...!’

Wei Yunzhou roared, his voice hoarse and desperate.

His expression twisted into a terrifying grimace.

Unfortunately, faced with Zhang Su’s utterly ferocious swordsmanship, Wei Yunzhou couldn’t hold on!

His eyes, ears, and nose all began to bleed, ruptured by the terrifying force of Zhang Su’s attacks.

THUD.

Blood streaming from all seven of his orifices, Wei Yunzhou collapsed and died!

Silence!

The area around the arena fell deathly silent.

Everyone seemed to be stunned by the scene.

They couldn’t believe what they were seeing.

A moment ago, Wei Yunzhou had been relying on his Half-Step Huajin cultivation to hold a firm advantage.

How did he suddenly collapse and die?

Moreover, they had seen it clearly.

Wei Yunzhou was killed in just three strikes, the force of Zhang Su’s blows literally shaking him to death until he bled from all seven orifices!

To kill Wei Yunzhou in three strikes... what kind of terrifying power was that?

"Eldest Senior Sister, this... how is this possible?"

Pei Hongluan was dumbfounded, as if she couldn’t believe her eyes.

But even the worldly and knowledgeable Yan Qingxuan was equally shocked at this moment.

’What a Little Three Yang Power! Three Forces Unite, Extreme Yang, and incomparably ferocious...’

’And the Twelve Layers Tower Killing Sword... Once such a fierce swordsmanship reaches Perfection, its power is limitless! This kind of style... it seems to surpass even what he was capable of back then...’

Beside her, a trace of astonishment flashed in the eyes of Ning Hongmian, the Master of Jade Peak.

Her gaze couldn’t help but drift toward Zhao Qianfeng in the crowd.

The Zhao Qianfeng of those years was also spirited and dashing...

At this moment, Zhao Qianfeng appeared calm on the surface.

But his hands were trembling uncontrollably, revealing just how excited he was inside.

Wang Dakui couldn’t contain himself.

"HAHAHA... Good, that’s great! Old Cripple, your disciple is truly amazing! Tsk tsk, Little Three Yang Power plus the Twelve Layers Tower Killing Sword at Perfection... I’d say even a Celestial Pride is nothing compared to this!"

Uh...

He’d gone a bit overboard with the praise...

Zhao Qianfeng’s expression stiffened.

He shot Wang Dakui a "reproachful" glare.

’Of all things to praise, he had to bring up Celestial Prides, just making us a laughingstock.’

Nevertheless, Zhao Qianfeng was genuinely happy.

His gaze involuntarily turned toward Bamboo Sword Peak.

Once, he had kindly recommended Zhang Su to Old Ghost Qu, but Old Ghost Qu had actually refused.

Now, look at him. Did Zhang Su have the qualifications to enter Bamboo Sword Peak or not?

In fact, Qu Zhengliu’s face did show a flicker of emotion.

He could no longer remain calm.

The very fact that he had come to the Martial Arts Arena to watch this time proved the unrest in his heart.

And now, seeing Zhang Su kill Wei Yunzhou in three strikes, he was truly shocked.

"Master, isn’t Wei Yunzhou at Half-Step Huajin? He had the absolute upper hand just a moment ago, so how did he suddenly die? And by bleeding from all his orifices..."

Yu Jingjing still looked bewildered.

She was only at the Peak of Inner Force and had not reached Huajin, so naturally, she couldn’t clearly see what had transpired between Zhang Su and Wei Yunzhou.

Qu Zhengliu said with a complicated expression, "Wei Yunzhou was indeed at Half-Step Huajin, but Zhang Su is cultivating the ’Pure Yang Nine Combinations Divine Skill.’ It’s one of our Guiyuan Sect’s Supreme Secret Transmissions. He must have reached the Small Trifusion Realm, which means he has cultivated three Unparalleled Divine Techniques to the Great Success level, allowing him to unite three forces and unleash the Little Three Yang Power!"

"If it were just the Little Three Yang Power, it wouldn’t have been enough to kill Wei Yunzhou. But Zhang Su has also mastered the Twelve Layers Tower Killing Sword. That’s an Unparalleled Swordsmanship of immense power, extremely difficult to even learn the entry-level techniques for, yet Zhang Su managed to cultivate it to Perfection, allowing him to instantly erupt with Twelve Layers of Internal Strength."

"The Little Three Yang Power is Extreme Yang and incomparably ferocious. Combined with the instantaneous explosion of the Twelve Layers of Internal Strength, Zhang Su’s power surged to a terrifying level, allowing him to kill Wei Yunzhou in just three strikes..."

Hearing her master’s detailed explanation, Yu Jingjing finally understood the specifics of the battle.

Zhang Su was actually cultivating one of the Sect’s Supreme Secret Transmissions and had even cultivated an extremely difficult Unparalleled Swordsmanship to Perfection.

No wonder he could kill Wei Yunzhou head-on in the arena.

She knew that the combat prowess of Dharma Protector Disciples was generally high, and Three-Star Disciples, in particular, were said to be invincible within their realm.

But she never expected it could be this high.

An Outer Force disciple, killing a Half-Step Huajin disciple in a frontal assault.

It was... truly terrifying!

"Wei Yunzhou was killed. He’s a disciple of Thousand Mechanism Peak. What will Thousand Mechanism Peak do?"

Yu Jingjing thought of Thousand Mechanism Peak.

Many people had the same thought as Yu Jingjing.

Many gazes fell upon the area where the people from Thousand Mechanism Peak were gathered in the crowd.

"Senior Brother Wei was killed? This..."

"Eldest Senior Brother, what do we do now?"

"Senior Brother Wei is indeed dead, but Thousand Mechanism Peak is not without people! If a Half-Step Huajin wasn’t enough, then we’ll send a true Huajin disciple to avenge Senior Brother Wei! Zhang Su could issue a challenge to Senior Brother Wei, so we can issue one to Zhang Su too..."

The disciples of Thousand Mechanism Peak were initially in disbelief.

This was followed by immense fury.

After all, Thousand Mechanism Peak had been gaining powerful momentum in recent years, aiming to stand shoulder-to-shoulder with the Guiyuan Sect’s Five Great Martial Veins.

Now, Wei Yunzhou, a genius disciple of Thousand Mechanism Peak with Half-Step Huajin cultivation, had been killed in the arena by Zhang Su, who only had Outer Force Cultivation.

Thousand Mechanism Peak had lost all face.

"Silence!"

At that moment, Tuoba Cangshu suddenly spoke up.

"Wei Yunzhou was killed by Zhang Su on the arena stage. This was a personal grudge. What revenge are you seeking? If everyone acted like you, where you kill him today, and his senior brother comes to kill you tomorrow, killing back and forth, everyone in the Sect would have been dead long ago!"

"Remember this, the matter ends here!"

The disciples of Thousand Mechanism Peak all stared wide-eyed, somewhat dazed.

For a moment, they didn’t know what to say.

"Enough. Are you going to continue standing here and disgracing yourselves? Collect Yunzhou’s body and return to Thousand Mechanism Peak!"

After speaking, Tuoba Cangshu left the Martial Arts Arena directly.

Only a few people from Thousand Mechanism Peak remained to collect Wei Yunzhou’s body from the arena.

The rest of the disciples and Elders had all left.

"Although Elder Tuoba has been aggressive in the Sect these past years, he still understands the bigger picture and has a certain magnanimity."

Lu Cangfeng, the Master of Yishui Peak, suddenly said with a smile.

The masters of the Five Great Martial Veins were all present at the Martial Arts Arena, and upon hearing this, they couldn’t help but nod in silent agreement.

Thousand Mechanism Peak’s rise in recent years was largely thanks to Tuoba Cangshu’s efforts.

Without such broad-mindedness, how could he have brought Thousand Mechanism Peak to a level comparable to the Five Great Martial Veins?

In truth, all the major Martial Veins within the Sect had their conflicts.

They were all competing and scheming against each other openly and secretly.

But everyone had their limits.

Whether personal grudges or rivalries between Martial Veins, everything was settled on the arena stage.

If there was a problem, it could be resolved in the arena.

Once off the stage, the matter was over.

It wouldn’t turn into a Jianghu blood feud of endless killing. Otherwise, how could the Guiyuan Sect have survived to this day?

Just then, the Master of Bamboo Sword Peak, Qu Zhengliu, suddenly spoke up, "This old man must return to his secluded cultivation. Farewell."

Qu Zhengliu immediately stood up and left the Martial Arts Arena without hesitation.

No one was surprised.

After all, Bamboo Sword Peak had once rejected Zhang Su. It wasn’t exactly a glorious affair.

Although the people from Bamboo Sword Peak had left, the other four Great Martial Veins showed no intention of leaving.

Their gazes all turned in unison toward the figure on the stage, a faint fervor in their eyes.

Even though Zhang Su was a Dharma Protector Disciple, it was now clear that he was an excellent prospect!

’If he could be recruited into our own Martial Vein...’

"Don’t even think about it," Ning Hongmian sneered. "Zhang Su is Zhao Qianfeng’s disciple. He’s crippled, not dead. With his temperament, do you really think you can snatch someone from his hands?"

The other Martial Vein Masters looked a little awkward.

Zhao Qianfeng had been a prominent figure in the Sect back in his day. If not for his injury, his accomplishments might not have been inferior to Tuoba Cangshu’s.

Moreover, Zhao Qianfeng was stubborn and hard-headed. Even though he was crippled now, trying to poach a disciple from him would be difficult!

’Such a good prospect, and he ended up with Old Cripple as his master. What a pity...’

Many of the Martial Vein Masters gave up on the idea of recruiting him.

At this moment, atop the arena, Zhang Su had already sheathed his sword.

With Wei Yunzhou dead, the boiling killing intent surrounding him naturally dissipated.

Moreover, his thoughts were clear and his mind had returned to a state of peace.

He walked down the arena steps one by one and came to stand before Zhao Qianfeng.

"Master, your disciple has not failed his mission!"

Zhao Qianfeng laughed heartily. "Zhang Su, you did very well! Today is your seventeenth birthday. As your master, I said I would celebrate with you after you came down from the arena. Old Ghost Wang, come with us."

Wang Dakui nodded, looking Zhang Su up and down carefully, as if getting to know him all over again.

An Outer Force practitioner slaying a Half-Step Huajin!

This was simply heaven-defying!

The talk of him being a Celestial Pride might have been an exaggeration, but based on Zhang Su’s performance today, his future was indeed promising!

"Old Cripple finally has a successor... Let’s go! Today, this old man is going to feast heartily at your expense!"

Wang Dakui couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

He was happy for Zhang Su.

And he was happy for his old friend.

Soon, the figures of the three of them gradually disappeared from everyone’s sight.

Many disciples had yet to recover from the shock, their eyes still vacant.

It seemed they still couldn’t believe that Wei Yunzhou was dead.

And on this day, Zhang Su turned seventeen!