pappabearbooks Chapter 492 - 453: Peril, Q&A, Soul and Soul Palace!
Chapter 492 - 453: Peril, Q&A, Soul and Soul Palace!
Due to the incredible speeds of both, the long tongue swirled around him like the Chaotic Heaven Silk in Nezha’s hand, never ceasing.At this moment, a glint flashed in his eyes.
In an instant, he summoned the mountain wind beneath his feet and back, accelerating his speed beyond its prior limit.
In that instant, he finally shook off the chasing tongue, causing the strike aimed at him to hit the mountainside rock instead.
Boom——!
A fifty-meter-high giant rock seemed to be made of paper, exploding into fragments shooting into the distance.
Meanwhile, Meng Chuan’s figure nearly became a phantom, arriving atop the giant frog’s head in the blink of an eye, then bringing down a heavy fist to slash with a blade tip!
The giant frog was retracting its tongue, but it was too late to react to the blow.
The ground beneath its limbs felt tremendous pressure, sending a booming sound like the earth and mountains shaking, with soil and stones wildly exploding.
Although he landed a hit, Meng Chuan felt no joy.
The opponent, having undergone six ascensions, was truly formidable, even with the momentum borrowed from the mountains.
Enveloped with the True Earth Nether Thunder, yet unable to break its defense!
As for why, there’s no need for deep analysis.
His own qi and blood energy wasn’t sufficient; the burst of power was slightly lacking, this is the source of the Intention’s power.
If he could drive it with thirty thousand Qi and Blood Value, this punch might crush the frog’s brain...
However, the opponent has always overwhelmed him in terms of realm.
Given such circumstances, there’s no need to overthink; if he can withstand the blows, he should continue fighting, and if not, he should use the Prison Yang Strike, waiting for Wang Ye to bring reinforcements down the mountain.
As the punch failed to achieve its effect, Meng Chuan’s left hand opened again, and a fist blade accompanied by golden thunder slid down.
This is the orchestration of metallic qi, gathering to form the [Evil-Banishing Divine Thunder].
But at that moment, the ground beneath the giant frog seemed unable to bear its weight, and a large section collapsed with a roar.
It did so deliberately, sensing the sharp anti-evil intent on Meng Chuan’s punch.
It could potentially be hurt by this blow, so it leveraged the rupture below to avoid the punch.
As it fell, a long-awaited, extremely gathered black orb shot out from its mouth.
Swiftly tearing through the air, seemingly flying into the void, suddenly appearing by the side of Meng Chuan’s head.
Simultaneously, the giant frog’s body also rushed straight upwards, Meng Chuan was instantly sandwiched between the two, about to be struck.
At this moment, Meng Chuan’s eyes narrowed into a sliver of blade light.
He spun around, the black orb grazed his waist, raising several meters of skin corrosion, and then deeply embedded into the depths of Wudang’s land, creating a smooth, bottomless tunnel.
Just a small wound on the waist, Meng Chuan didn’t care.
He used the momentum of his spin to swing his arm, a tremendously sharp blade light slicing upon the charging giant frog.
Then, leveraging the counterforce, Meng Chuan shot back several hundred meters.
At that moment, the giant frog, though unscathed, chose not to pursue.
Instead, it remained, with a hint of complex meaning in its gaze.
Zhu Yun, having ascended six times, was naturally no fool.
He knew well that he wouldn’t be able to kill Meng Chuan...
The experts from the mountain would soon descend, and until then, he couldn’t kill the small giant standing ten meters tall.
Meng Chuan also sensed the giant frog ceased moving, he stayed at a distance, maintaining his vigilant posture, speaking coldly:
"From the Demon Summoning Hall? For someone like me to warrant two great priests’ attention, you truly regard me highly."
Zhu Yun’s frog face showed a hint of pain, then seemingly came to a realization, laughing out loud:
"Hahaha, you truly are a rare talent, I can’t even kill a single second restriction, indeed I’ve regressed over the years..."
Then, it unexpectedly showed appreciation:
"I’m soon to return to the Divine Kingdom to serve God, eternal life! Do you know? If you join the hall, with your talent, you’d be more cherished by God than I. In the future, ascending as a prominent minister of the Divine Kingdom, even above Li Xiao, the Hall Master, is not impossible."
Meng Chuan stared at him intently, without answering, instead asking:
"Very well, let me ask, how many experts like you are there in the... hall?"
He needed to plan for the path ahead; if the enemy was too strong, from Wudang to Shaolin, he couldn’t afford to travel leisurely through the mountains, needing a quicker passage.
Zhu Yun smiled faintly, responding off-hand:
"To be blunt, if the true gods were to personally act, it’s not just you, even Great Chu’s so-called Great Saints couldn’t withstand it."
"..."
The ultimate darkness of the Celestial Demon was indeed strong, he knew this.
However, Meng Chuan considered the opponent’s mind.
It might soon be consumed by the giant frog demon, with mental power nearing collapse, starting to spout nonsense.
So he chose not to ask these questions, instead going along with the opponent’s words:
"According to you, those deep in the ultimate darkness... the gods, can soon emerge?"
Zhu Yun maintained the eerie smile.
He sensed the Martial Arts family’s strong fighters drawing closer, while his own spirit slowly ascended.
The voice from his mouth turned into a dark whisper:
"That day is not far off, perhaps within a few years, perhaps tomorrow. The gods will soon break the earthly rules and appear, then we will become the dragon servants, and all who oppose the gods shall perish..."
In the end, Zhu Yun said with a slight tone of regret:
"Meng Chuan, I truly hope you consider it, break free from your ingrained perceptions, Martial Arts has a limit, if you join my hall, your future will be even more limitless.
As the entire world changes with the descent of the gods’ realm, martial artists should abandon the past. From qi blood martial arts to the divine martial arts granted by the gods, it’s just an instant, you....."
On the mountain at this moment, a fierce wave of power, like a crescent moon blade, is roaring towards them.
Zhao Shousui slashes down from the air, the massive gang qi surges with a terrifying sound wave, cleaving straight through Zhu Yun’s body.
The giant toad is powerless to resist and is instantly split into two.
Zhu Yun has yet to perceive his body splitting apart; he looks at Meng Chuan’s once calm eyes with a bit of urgency.
Meng Chuan senses he seems to still want to say something.
Suddenly, the entire toad’s face twists.
The cheeks on either side swell larger than the whole face, as if an unknown force is breaking through from inside.
Even though it has been split in half, its face continues to swell.
Finally, accompanied by a "bang" of a monstrous explosion, the entire toad’s head bursts into fragments like fireworks.
Thanks to the enhancement of his spiritual foundation, Meng Chuan faintly perceives something.
It seems there was something in the toad monster’s brain, waiting for too long, now finally emerging into the light.
Unable to see, unable to touch, unable to grasp.
This thing disappears without a trace in an instant.
Meng Chuan looks at the approaching grandmaster Zhao Shousui, first offering thanks, then asks:
"Elder Zhao, the thing that just exploded from this demon path martial artist’s brain.
Is it the same as those creatures in the guardian temple that can convert incense and emotional power?"
Zhao Shousui looks up at the sky, calmly explains:
"More or less, though I can’t say exactly, but there is a connection between the two.
All I know is, it is the opponent’s soul, reclaimed by the celestial demon behind him.
Because he doesn’t possess the Soul Palace, the soul breaks out of the body, creating such a scene."
"Soul Palace?"
Meng Chuan reflects in thought.
Zhao Shousui pauses, then explains after organizing his words:
"Everyone has a soul; it is the foundation of all invisible things within you, the container that holds everything. It’s like an invisible crystal goblet, though inside it lacks oil, lacks a wick, only waiting for nourishment of later heaven.
With the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top, it can nurture the soul, which means to endow this crystal goblet with quality, movement, and light, thereby refining its form, strengthening its power, expanding its domain.
Ultimately transforming the crystal goblet into the Soul Palace that can bear martial arts, allowing the soul to break free from the shackles of the mundane, enabling the martial arts venerable to truly possess an immortal foundation.
As long as the Soul Palace persists, so long as the five viscera have a fleeting existence, even if the limbs and bones are ground into powder, the fifth limit boundary strong will yet remain.
Just by consuming qi blood power, one can reconstruct their body."
Meng Chuan nods in understanding, comprehending the importance of the Soul Palace.
Though it is still far from him, this is a matter after achieving grandmaster status and the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top.
For now, the most important question is whether there’s good treasure on the giant toad...
Ten minutes later, Meng Chuan emerges from the huge hole in the mountain created by the black pearl shot from the giant toad.
Hands it over to the field, then continues searching a bit.
Zhao Shousui takes the pearl handed by Meng Chuan, glances twice, then returns it to him:
"This isn’t a demonic magical artifact, but rather an oddity akin to a hidden weapon. It can conceal its trajectory in the air, creating an effect similar to spatial leap, while also supporting various power techniques on it, making it hard to guard against.
You kid, you managed to dodge that."
Meng Chuan didn’t actually fully dodge it, as he looks down to his waist.
It seems unharmed on the surface, but in truth, the injured part hasn’t healed yet.
It’s just that the flesh flower manipulates the skin to flip over, turning the injured part inwardly to nourish it.
Then pulls the adjacent skin over it to cover it.
Equivalent to performing a small surgery on his waist area, Zhu Yun’s demonic qi is too fierce and time is needed to slowly heal.
Meng Chuan estimates... it’ll take several days.
It’s been a long time since he got injured this severely, taking this long to recover fully, cough cough...
Zhao Shousui feels a bit guilty seeing his friend’s apprentice intercepted and killed under his own mountain gate:
"Nephew, keep the oddity yourself, I have true gang and won’t need it."
Though it was Zhao Shousui who killed Zhu Yun, the black pearl highly valued at least a few hundred million.
Yet Zhao Shousui generously leaves it to Meng Chuan, as compensation for being intercepted.
Meng Chuan accepts after some reluctance.
This pearl is indeed quite suitable for his use, Qi Observation Skill has not yet reached perfection, lacking long-range attack means.
The person is also his master’s friend, regarded as family, so he accepts it:
"Thank you, Uncle Master Zhao, I’ll care for you in old age!"
"...you can care for Old Luo in old age, with Wang Ye here, there’s no need for you to worry..."
As they speak, Meng Chuan sees Wang Ye return just in time, along with many police personnel from the city.
After Wang Ye left, he called his master right away.
He immediately notified the police station, bringing people over.
Unexpectedly, the battle had already ended, seeing Meng safe and sound, he finally felt at ease.
Meng Chuan let himself go first at that time, though the incident was also caused by him, Wang Ye felt that was enough.