Eternal Heavenly Emperor

Chu Hao certainly wasn't provoked, he simply tapped on Xia Yuanchao's head and said, "Kid, dare to provoke me again, and I'll bury you for another million years!"

Xia Yuanchao immediately dared not say a word, who would want to be buried willingly?

"Is that so? Then let me see what you've got," said Yan Feixue lightly from the other side, her demeanor exuding immense confidence.

Yuan Tiangang snorted coldly, his hands shook, and he had already sacrificed a black long stick as he stared coldly at Yan Feixue. The opponent was too composed, which forced him to be cautious, because if he lost, having been the Dragon Crown Prince's lackey and yet unable to defeat the Human Race, he would definitely fall out of favor, and then he would be despised by all.

The long black stick started buzzing, lighting up with one rune after another, and each was endlessly complex, just one glance could make someone's head spin and eyes blur.

Chu Hao was slightly surprised, because these runes were clearly not inherent to the black stick, otherwise Yuan Tiangang would have used them during the Heaven Talented Assembly in the Nine States. Indeed, this must be a kind of martial technique, materializing Tao Talismans on a Treasure Artifact.

Heavenly Level Martial Art!

Only Heavenly Level Martial Arts could form runes, since they are related to Divine Sense, which comprehends the power of elements, and triggers some reaction between heaven and earth. In fact, comprehending Heavenly Level Martial Arts could also be considered as understanding the power of elements, right?

Chu Hao suddenly thought that since he had broken through to War Venerate, he had always been diligently striving for higher realms and hadn't spent time researching martial techniques. It seemed he should make a change.

Using his fingers as a sword, he casually traced the forms of Infinite Chaos, which did not hinder him from watching the battle between Yan Feixue and Yuan Tiangang.

"Draw your sword!" said Yuan Tiangang in a deep voice.

"If you can force me to use my sword, I will naturally draw it," Yan Feixue said indifferently, exuding great confidence.

"What arrogance!" Yuan Tiangang exclaimed angrily. Even in his previous battle with Chu Hao, his opponent had not dared to fight unarmed; this woman was truly too audacious. His fighting spirit was boiling to its peak, and a total of seventeen Spirit Talismans lit up on the black stick.

"Seventeen Spirit Talismans!"

"No wonder he could sweep through all the new and old generations of Heaven Talented, to think he could condense seventeen Spirit Talismans!"

"One more or one less Spirit Talisman makes a huge difference in power, seventeen Spirit Talismans… can this really be achieved by a War Venerate?"

"I am a Third Tier War Venerate, but I can only condense four Spirit Talismans."

"Don't talk about yourself, my third grandfather is a Peak War Venerate, yet he has only condensed eleven Spirit Talismans."

"Too impressive!"

Suddenly, there was a gasp from below. Although the number of runes only represented strong power and hitting or missing was another matter, the sheer momentum was already astounding, and most War Venerates probably didn't even have the courage to step forward to fight.

Yuan Tiangang showed a proud look, being naturally a genius among geniuses. He had also been supported by the Dragon Crown Prince, which took his cultivation speed and combat power to the next level. Except for the unfathomably deep Dragon Crown Prince, no one else was worthy of his attention.

To his disappointment, not a hint of fear appeared on Yan Feixue's pretty face.

He let out a light shout, swinging the stick as he attacked, skeletons surged out, rushing towards Yan Feixue, the seventeen Spirit Talismans shone brightly, augmenting the stick, which turned even darker, like a furious ink dragon pouncing at Yan Feixue.

Yan Feixue still did not draw her sword, just lightly stepping in the air, dancing in the sky, letting Yuan Tiangang's attacks pass.

Yuan Tiangang then seized the opportunity to pursue his attack, the black stick swung, dispersing terrifying energy that lingered in the air, seemingly forming obstacles.

Yan Feixue kept dodging, but if she didn't leave the martial arts arena's airspace, her options for evasion would eventually be limited. However, fighting in an infinite space wouldn't be considered a decisive battle anymore.

This sort of decisive battle is inherently unfair due to the limited space.

"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, think of something quickly!" Gu Fei shook Chu Hao's arm anxiously, his face full of urgency.

Chu Hao almost unthinkingly pointed his sword, as he had just been inspired to refine a trace of Taoism from the Infinite Chaos, but was interrupted by Gu Fei, instantly losing his inspiration.

He sighed and said, "I've told you, her strength is formidable, there's no need to worry."

Gu Fei's brow remained furrowed as he anxiously watched the battle in the sky.

"Is my brother being presumptuous again?" Gu Qingcheng's voice rang out as she approached with Su Wanyue and Yun Cai.

"How am I being presumptuous? This woman will be your sister-in-law one day!" Gu Fei quickly turned his head and said confidently.

"Ah, feigning a sparring session but getting beaten thirteen times, brother, can your skin get any thicker?" Gu Qingcheng shrugged her shoulders.

Chu Hao couldn't help but burst into laughter, aware that Gu Fei was unrequitedly in love with Yan Feixue, but he hadn't realized he was so "devoted."

"What are you laughing at?" Gu Fei grumbled in annoyance.

"Not laughing, not laughing, just watching the show," Chu Hao pointed to the sky and said.

Gu Fei was even more enraged, as that was the woman he liked. To say it was just a spectacle made him extremely displeased.

In the sky, Yuan Tiangang dominated the battle completely, swirling his black staff, each attack immensely powerful as if each strike could overturn rivers and seas, turning the entire sky into a raging sea of power with nowhere to hide.

"Hahaha!" Yuan Tiangang laughed out loud, "Let's see how you can dodge this time!"

With a flash of cold light, Yan Feixue drew her sword, and Sword Qi soared into the sky, as if she became the center of the universe, radiantly endless.

Although the battle took place in the sky, her Sword Qi was terrifying, causing most people to shed bloody tears, forcing them to lower their heads, or risk being blinded.

Chu Hao was naturally unaffected, and he couldn't help revealing a hint of surprise because Yan Feixue's sword had unleashed nineteen runes!

Runes represent a martial artist's comprehension of the Dao; the more runes, the greater naturally the power. Usually, a First Tier War Venerate could only release one rune, and a Ninth Tier nine runes, but this was not absolute. If certain martial techniques were used, additional runes could be formed.

Therefore, to measure the strength of a Heavenly Skill martial technique, one would look at how many runes it could condense. The more runes there are, the harder the martial technique naturally is to master and control, and it could likely exhaust one's vital energy with just one strike.

Additionally, Treasure Artifacts could also possess Tao Talismans, similarly augmenting attacks. Like martial techniques, the more Tao Talismans are invoked, the greater the consumption for the martial artist.

With Yan Feixue slashing out nineteen runes with a single sword, regardless of whether they were her own comprehension, martial technique enhancement, or given by a Treasure Artifact, her combat power was now above Yuan Tiangang's.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, the sword light washed the sky, and with just a few strikes, the chaotic energy flows in the sky were completely dispersed.

Yan Feixue sheathed her sword and showed a hint of disappointment, saying, "Is this all the strength you have?"

Yuan Tiangang's face turned green with rage. Was his opponent scorning his strength for being too weak? He roared and launched another attack, with heavy shadows of his staff and runes glowing, conjuring skulls that were gloomily ghastly.

Yan Feixue countered every move. As her long sword danced, all attacks were effortlessly neutralized by her.

"Brother, I think your hopes are dim," Gu Qingcheng shook her head.

"Why?" Gu Fei asked angrily.

"She is far more formidable than you. If I were her, I would never marry someone weaker than myself," Gu Qingcheng said bluntly.

"Nonsense, I will definitely surpass her in the future!" Gu Fei hastily exclaimed.

"I doubt it!" Gu Qingcheng shook her head, clearly not optimistic about her older brother. She thought for a moment and said, "Maybe that rascal of ours might have a chance."

Gu Fei's face instantly turned green as he said, "Dear sister, even if you don't support your brother, you shouldn't be undermining me!"

"Haha, this young lady would never let that rascal flirt around!" Gu Qingcheng laughed loudly.

Gu Fei sighed. Over a year ago, he could still dominate the young talents; but just a year had passed, and he was mercilessly surpassed. Could it be that this generation of young talents was favored by the qi luck of the world, leaving the older generation to stand aside?

Yuan Tiangang roared and frenziedly launched attacks at Yan Feixue. He could not allow himself another defeat. After joining the Alien Race, he had been condemned by thousands, and the only thing that could bring him peace was formidable strength.

Yan Feixue danced with her sword, untouched by the mundane world, attire fluttering, lively like a fairy.

Many people below watched, dazzled and mesmerized, showing intense infatuation.

"I don't believe this!" Yuan Tiangang, refusing to accept defeat, attacked again.

Chu Hao was no longer watching the fight, his fingers continuously dancing. If there were any Sword Dao experts present, they would surely sense the piercing Sword Intent emanating from him.

He had another insight.

Mainly, since stepping into the realm of War Venerate, he hadn't really pondered over martial techniques. Now, being an Eighth Tier War Venerate, looking back to enhance martial techniques from such a height naturally felt simpler.

Each realization crossed his mind, and Chu Hao was uncontrollably joyful.

And in his Sea of Consciousness, a mark was slowly forming, intricate and emitting faint light, like a star hanging high. As Chu Hao's comprehension deepened, this mark became brighter and more complex.

This was a Sword technique, representing Infinite Chaos.

Upon becoming a War Venerate, one could store Heavenly Level Martial Arts in the form of marks within the Sea of Consciousness. When needed, one simply had to stimulate the mark; however, once the mark's energy was exhausted, it could no longer be executed and must be nurtured to accumulate energy.

This was because Heavenly Level Martial Arts were related to Soul Power—the exhaustion of Soul Power meant even if Heavenly Level Martial Arts could still be executed, their power would significantly diminish.

Although Chu Hao knew this, he had been too absorbed in improving his realm previously, and thus hadn't spent effort on martial techniques. Now, picking this up again, the occasional realizations made him uncontrollably joyful.

The Sword technique mark became brighter and more complex because it was formed by fifty runes from the Great Five Elements.(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets on Qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)