Da Xuan Martial Saint - Chapter 882: 467: Domination Through Martial Might, Becoming a Martial Saint! (8k3)_3

Chapter 882: Chapter 467: Domination Through Martial Might, Becoming a Martial Saint! (8k3)_3

“Impressive, impressive…”

The old Taoist Tian Suanzi, at this moment, had already put down the wine gourd in his hand at an unknown time, muttering repeatedly to himself, his eyes filled with a deep sense of shock. Mind, soul, and body, unified as one, reaching the ultimate peak.

Although he was not a Celestial Master, his senior brother was the Master Xuantian, so he naturally knew some things about the pinnacle of martial arts. Now, only one thought surged in his mind.

And this thought was the same as that of Master Xuantian, who was standing with his hands behind his back, looking toward the Jade Capital from the mountain peak thousands of miles away.

It was also the same as that of a middle-aged man dressed simply, with a sword on his back, in a pavilion thousands of miles away to the northeast.

It was also the same as that of a figure dressed in luxurious silk, holding a teacup, in a bustling city thousands of miles away to the southwest, at the top of a tower.

Master Xuantian, Donglin Sword Master, Lord of Tianhu Island, these were the most elite Celestial Masters of the present time, who had reached the ultimate peak of martial arts. Even other Celestial Masters like Ruan Tian and Yang Qingshan could barely catch their eyes.

And at this moment.

Everyone had a gleam in their eyes, the same gleam, the same thought surged in their hearts.

“To what extent has he progressed in martial arts?”

“Has he seen the path to the God Realm?”

What was secular royal power, the Da Xuan Dynasty Court, or worldly authority to them? For those pursuing the ultimate transcendence in martial arts, it meant nothing; only martial arts could stir their hearts.

However, no one made a move. Everyone only watched silently because interfering with the matters of Central Prefecture at this time would be too disrespectful to Chen Mu.

Th𝕀𝙨 ςhɒpṯ𝕖r 𝗶𝖘 pοʂ𝐭𝕖𝒅 bʏ 𝖪𝘪†ꬲ𝓃𝑜ⱽє𝘭

They had stood at the peak of martial arts for many years.

Their hearts were as calm as still water.

…

In the royal palace.

Chen Mu quietly stepped over the last palace.

What appeared in front of him was a White Jade Plaza covering a thousand feet in radius. This was the Forbidden Land of the Imperial City. Apart from the current Emperor Xuan, only the Blood Exchange Realm elders of the Ji Clan were qualified to step into this place.

The rest, even the Empress Dowager, Empress, and other concubines of the harem, as well as the direct princes, were not allowed to enter.

In the vast White Jade Plaza, a jade stone platform stood in the center, and atop it was a two-eared, three-legged giant cauldron. The cauldron emitted a constant stream of radiance, connecting with the Earth’s Veins of the entire Jade Capital City, continuously radiating a sense of pressure, maintaining the Effortless Formation.

Qiankun Cauldron!

This was the symbol of Da Xuan’s thousand-year rule and the Ji Clan’s dominion over the world, the foundation of supreme royal authority.

Since Da Xuan’s founding Martial Emperor Ji Hao refined the Qiankun Cauldron, successive Emperors Xuan had continuously collected various resources from all over the world, using the Earth’s Veins to temper the cauldron. One generation after another of Blood Exchange Realm Ji Clan elders also continuously studied and guarded the cauldron day and night.

No other Spirit Weapon enjoyed such treatment. It could even be said the Qiankun Cauldron was a divine weapon of Da Xuan, undergoing millennia of refinement, truly capable of suppressing the nation’s fortune. Because precisely with the cauldron’s suppression of the Nine Dragon Earth’s Veins, the land around the Jade Capital for a thousand miles had consistent weather and no natural disasters.

Chen Mu only glanced briefly at the Qiankun Cauldron before turning his gaze to Ji Xuanfei. At this moment, Ji Xuanfei, in his tattered dragon robe, had already stepped into the White Jade Plaza, desperately running toward the Qiankun Cauldron.

In his eyes, only the Qiankun Cauldron mattered.

Having exhausted all trump cards and combat techniques, he was still defeated by Chen Mu. The entire Imperial City could not stop Chen Mu’s advance. The only salvation left was the Qiankun Cauldron, the symbol of Da Xuan’s thousand-year fate!

Swoosh!

At this moment, Chen Mu’s gaze was indifferent. He paid no attention to the Qiankun Cauldron or the numerous Ji Clan elders standing at its edge. He only raised the Qiankun Blade in his hand and struck towards Ji Xuanfei’s back!

Although the Effortless Formation still held great suppression over this place, the distance between Chen Mu and Ji Xuanfei was only ten-odd feet. Even under the formation’s suppression, it could not stop Chen Mu from attacking!

“Heaven and Earth as One!”

When Chen Mu struck with his blade, there was no hesitation or mercy. As the blade fell, it was as if the heavens sunk, the earth heaved, and heaven and earth collapsed together. The light of the Eight Phases was obliterated within, converging into a single point of blade light.

This point of blade light tore through the void, and despite the suppression of the Effortless Formation, it still ripped open a visible white line in the void, aiming straight for Ji Xuanfei’s heart, intending to kill him on the spot!

“Save me!”

Ji Xuanfei felt the killing intent behind him, the sharp blade capable of cleaving the heavens and separating Yin and Yang. His soul almost left his body in fear. Though he had stepped into the White Jade Plaza, he felt no sense of safety and screamed toward the people near the Qiankun Cauldron.

Around the Qiankun Cauldron, the numerous Ji Clan elders stood up one by one, all with solemn expressions. They looked at Chen Mu, who had reached the White Jade Plaza, without much anger, but turned their gaze to Ji Xuanfei with furrowed brows.

Disgraceful!

Some elders even showed deep displeasure in their eyes.

The emperor guards the nation’s gates; monarchs die for the land. For the Capital City to fall to this extent was entirely due to Ji Xuanfei, the new Emperor Xuan’s mishandling. Now, with the fall of the Imperial City, Emperor Xuan, instead of standing with the Imperial Court at the Golden Luang Hall and sharing weal and woe, fled here to seek a chance to live, truly bringing disgrace to the legacy of past Emperors Xuan!