Da Xuan Martial Saint - Chapter 947: 483: Blade Proves Chaotic Origin!

Chapter 947: Chapter 483: Blade Proves Chaotic Origin!

Peak of Kunlun Mountain.

The voices of numerous celestial beings debating the Dao were not intentionally concealed. However, due to the special terrain and the chaotic power of heaven and earth, those ordinary Blood Exchange Realm experts who did not make it to the peak struggled to hear every word clearly.

Nonetheless, even catching a word or two occasionally led to profound reflections for them. Some even vaguely heard the term ‘God Realm’, which stirred waves in their hearts, prompting discussions among themselves.

Time passed swiftly.

Nearly an hour elapsed as the voices debating the Dao gradually came to a halt.

At the peak, the aged patriarch of Nanhua Villa, Teng Xuangjing, suddenly bowed to Chen Mu, saying, “The teachings of Saint Chen enlighten the Martial Arts path, for which I am immensely grateful. It is said that the Qiankun Path encompasses all phenomena. I would like to seek further guidance from Saint Chen. Would you kindly bestow upon me a few moves?”

As his words fell, silence immediately enveloped the peak, with the many celestial masters turning their attention to Chen Mu.

Debating the Dao, discussing martial arts and Dao, without integrating martial discourse, is mere illusion. Historically, the Kunlun Dao debates have always begun with celestial beings discussing the Dao, experiencing mutual understanding, followed by martial exchanges to confirm their insights.

Today’s attainment for those present exceeded past Kunlun Dao debates due to Chen Mu’s transparent teachings. When it came to the martial exchange segment, there was no one the attendees wished more to engage with than Chen Mu.

Despite Chen Mu stepping forth from the void, having inscribed words on the peak of Kunlun Mountain with finger strength, showcasing his realm, experiencing Martial Arts personally surpasses mere observation. Though several desired to seek Chen Mu’s guidance, none had voiced it, leaving the aged patriarch of Nanhua Villa, Teng Xuangjing—who approached his life’s end, indifferent to many matters—to candidly approach Chen Mu for instruction.

“How could I dare not comply with Senior Nanhua’s invitation?”

Chen Mu responded calmly.

Whether Heavenly Dao or Human Path, both combine illusion and reality to form complete truth; discussing Dao is illusory, while martial discourse is real. The Nanhua Patriarch, Teng Xuangjing, may not be the pinnacle celestial human, but as an aged patriarch famed for more than two centuries, he was uncertain of the other’s exploration path in the Heavenly Human Dao, just about right for a martial exchange to witness.

Amid the transformations within Qiankun, neither Yin Yang nor intangible shifts held much significance to the present Chen Mu. What he most desired was a glimpse of the Origin Dao’s power, although comprehending Origin Dao was exceedingly difficult. He had attempted it before with sluggish progress; even the system panel’s experience accumulation was slow.

Understanding the nascent form of Origin Dao in the Divine Under Ninth Rank is a critical aspect.

As Chen Mu glanced over the celestial humans present, a slight gleam flickered in his eyes. Many of these celestial humans were stuck on the Blood Exchange path, barely advancing, their lifetime efforts likely devoted to comprehending the Origin Dao for decades or centuries.

Was there anyone who could truly glimpse the essence of the Origin Dao?

If he could experience even a fraction, this journey to Kunlun would be worthwhile.

At this moment.

The surrounding celestial beings promptly cleared the area, retreating to the edges of the peak.

“Senior Nanhua, please,”

Chen Mu stood in the field, calmly inviting the Nanhua patriarch.

The elderly Nanhua Patriarch, Teng Xuangjing, with a face wrinkled and hair completely white not deliberately as an aged visage but refusing to deplete qi-blood to maintain youth, yet his eyes remained bright, spoke with a tinge of boldness:

“Saint Chen’s Martial Arts cultivation reigns supreme in the world, and I shall not be modest. As one who entered Dao through the Kun Earth lineage within Qiankun Artistic Conception, having cultivated as a celestial human for over two centuries, I have a move to showcase, kindly lend your guidance.”

As his words ended.

The Nanhua Patriarch did not advance but retreated instead.

With this single step back, it felt as vast as the sky, seemingly retreating to the mountain ridge’s edge, relying on heaven and earth, merging with the expanse of Kunlun, causing his aged body to rise like touching the heavens and spanning the earth.

“Heavenly transformation, utmost reversal!”

Instantly.

It was witnessed that the entire being of Nanhua Patriarch, his aged visage, rapidly transformed into youth at a visible pace, wrinkles swiftly fading, white hair dyed black strand by strand, time appeared to reverse on him!

Thɩ𝗌 𝗰h𝖺pƚ𝙚r ɪ𝐬 p𝗼𝑠𝐭ҽ𝒹 b𝘺 Ḱ𝗶ţℯп𝐨𝖛𝕖𝗅

Witnessing this scene, Chen Mu’s interest piqued, a faint gleam flickered in his eyes.

Being the oldest celestial human in the world, the Nanhua Patriarch, despite potentially lacking in strength compared to exceptional figures like Donglin Sword Master, was equally adept in comprehending Heavenly Dao’s rules, spending his latter half-life seeking longevity, pursuing how to reverse decay and return to peak.

Currently, Chen Mu sensed a hint of the flavor of time’s passage from the Nanhua Patriarch, albeit just a hint. Upon closer inspection, its essence remained the cyclical transformation of heaven and earth, namely Kun Earth lineage, cultivating everything to its extreme.

Buzz!

The Nanhua Patriarch, restored to his prime, swung a palm towards Chen Mu.

This palm landed, seemingly leveraging the entire Kunlun Mountain range’s momentum, as torrents of mountain power roared and surged, transforming into a vast reddish-brown palm imprint. Wherever it passed, the void fractured piece by piece, manifesting numerous white rifts, deeper down from which faint black void fissures could be glimpsed!

Such a move was powerful enough for celestial masters, compelling any Blood Exchange expert to shy away from its edge.