Human Clan Defender

The number one Sect in the world!

Shimohe had such confidence because he was a strong figure in the Grandmaster Realm. Moreover, he was the only Great Grandmaster of his time.

From Xuanye's words, Shimohe understood that, up to now, no one in the world had been able to break the Grandmaster's Limit. Several hundred years ago, in the Jianghu, he too had been the only person to break the limit. It was precisely for this reason that Shimohe himself had proclaimed the title of Great Grandmaster. As the first Great Grandmaster, he naturally had the privilege to name it.

Glancing at the barren surroundings, Shimohe turned and left.

"Let's go. Accompany me to fetch some items to accelerate the recovery of my strength," he said, even though his words were filled with disdain for the Defender Envoys. But for safety's sake, it was still crucial to recover some strength as soon as possible.

In the meantime, it would be best to find the Longevity Fruit. If it couldn't be found, then after the Heavenly Realm concludes, he would eliminate them all in one fell swoop. By that time, all the Longevity Fruits would return to his hands.

HUFF!

In a certain dense forest, Yun Dingtian, the Sect Master of the Qingyu Sect, sat cross-legged, his body smeared with blood. After stabilizing his injuries, he took out a crystal-like fruit from his robes, an eager expression on his face.

"The Longevity Fruit!"

Rumored to extend one's lifespan by ten years after consumption, I never expected it would actually end up in my hands!

He was very excited. During the chaotic battle, using his own methods, he had successfully snatched the Longevity Fruit. But the cost was not slight. He was seriously injured, and without a period of recuperation, healing would be difficult.

Despite this, Yun Dingtian didn't care at all. No matter how severe the injuries were, how could they compare to the Longevity Fruit? By consuming it, he would live for another ten years. With that, he might just be able to comprehend the mystery of breaking the Grandmaster's Limit.

Looking at the fruit before him, Yun Dingtian opened his mouth and swallowed it.

A surge of Spiritual Energy rose from his abdomen and instantly rushed into his Sea of Consciousness. In an instant, his pores seemed to open wide, like countless mouths gulping down nature's spiritual energy.

HUFF!

A sound of pure comfort emanated from his mouth.

A moment later, Yun Dingtian reopened his eyes, a fervent smile on his face. "The Longevity Fruit is truly a treasure! I didn't expect that, besides extending lifespan, it would also have such a great effect on healing wounds. I thought it would take me at least a year and a half to heal. But after consuming the Longevity Fruit, there are no lingering ill effects at all."

Comfortable! Immensely comfortable!

His injuries healed and his lifespan increased; Yun Dingtian felt like he had reached the pinnacle of life.

When I return and go into seclusion this time, I will strive to elevate the Physical System to the peak realm. Then, I will be the next Grandmaster after Gongyi Fei to reach the peak in both major systems!

Feverish excitement danced across his face.

Gongyi Fei. That was the astonishing talent from over two hundred years ago. Everyone believed he had only brought his Physical System to its peak, not the Spiritual System. But Yun Dingtian knew clearly. Whether it was the Physical System or the Spiritual System, Gongyi Fei had stepped into the peak realm of both.

However, even among those at the peak, there are certain boundaries. Gongyi Fei had reached a point in the Physical System where further progress was impossible, but he had not reached the absolute peak in the Spiritual System. That was why, in Yun Dingtian's view, Gongyi Fei had not broken the limit and advanced to another level.

But now, things were different. Although Yun Dingtian himself had not fully reached the absolute peak in the Spiritual System, he was very close. Once he elevated his Physical System, with the two mutually enhancing each other, the Spiritual System would surely reach the absolute peak.

At that time, he would be the first in history to break the limit.

The Qingyu Sect would also become the number one Sect in the world.

There is still some time before the Heavenly Realm concludes. It's not easy for the Heavenly Realm to open, but this is a chance to find more treasures to take back. Even if they are of no use to me, they can be greatly beneficial to other members of the Qingyu Sect!

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Yun Dingtian got up from the ground, identified a direction, and headed that way.

To strengthen a Sect, relying solely on oneself is useless. At this time, one must cultivate the next generation. As the Sect Master, he was duty-bound to take on this responsibility.

He hadn't walked for long before Yun Dingtian stopped, looking at the two people in front of him, a strange light flashing in his eyes.

"Xuanye!"

"Sect Master Yun!" Seeing Yun Dingtian, Xuanye was also taken aback. The Heavenly Realm was so vast; he hadn't expected to encounter him here. Then, he added in a low voice, "This is Sect Master Yun Dingtian of the Qingyu Sect."

On the other hand, Yun Dingtian glanced at Xuanye before his gaze fell upon Shimohe. He could see that of the two, Xuanye was clearly walking behind. This meant the young monk before him had a status much higher than Xuanye's.

"May I ask how to address this master?"

Just as Xuanye was about to speak, Shimohe raised his hand, interrupting him, and said calmly, "I am Shimohe."

"Shimohe?" Yun Dingtian nodded, then searched his memory, wondering when the Myriad Buddhas Sect had acquired an expert named Shimohe. After a moment, his heart suddenly jolted. His expression when looking at Shimohe changed dramatically, but then it shifted to doubt.

Impossible! That's a figure from hundreds of years ago; he should have turned to dust by now. How could he appear here?! Yun Dingtian thought. His initial shock quickly subsided a great deal.

At that moment, a calm voice reached his ears.

"I sense the Spiritual Power of the Longevity Fruit on you. If I'm not mistaken, you must have consumed a Longevity Fruit, correct?"

Upon hearing this, Yun Dingtian did not deny it, merely looking deeply at Shimohe. "Your Excellency has keen eyesight to have noticed that I consumed a Longevity Fruit."

"What a pity, what a pity." Shimohe shook his head slightly, as if lamenting something.

Yun Dingtian frowned. "What does Your Excellency find a pity?"

"It's a pity you consumed the Longevity Fruit. If you hadn't, I might have spared your life."

With these words, Yun Dingtian felt as if he were facing a formidable enemy. He couldn't gauge Shimohe's depth, but he felt no great fear. As a fellow expert, not even a Defender Envoy was qualified to make him fearful. Inside the Heavenly Realm, the only person he truly held in awe was Shen Changqing. One Shen Changqing was enough. He didn't believe there could be another.

Shimohe said calmly, "I had some acquaintance with Qi Shi. I once traveled the Jianghu with him. Since you are from the Qingyun Sect, I shouldn't really act against you. But since you have swallowed the Longevity Fruit, I have no choice but to do so."

Qi Shi!

Yun Dingtian's expression flickered. This name, of course, was not unfamiliar to him. It was the name of a past Sect Master of the Qingyu Sect, but that was a figure from hundreds of years ago. Apart from the upper echelons of the Qingyu Sect, even other disciples had not heard this name. Yet the person before him claimed to have had dealings with Qi Shi.

At first, Yun Dingtian felt like laughing. But then—when he considered the name the stranger had just mentioned and combined it with what he was saying now, an impossible possibility occurred to him.

"You, you are Mahavairocana Shimohe—"

Mahavairocana!

Shimohe!

An expert from the Myriad Buddhas Sect 800 years ago, the creator of the top-tier Martial Arts, Tathagata Golden Body, in the Jianghu. Such a person should have perished long ago. Yet, looking at the young monk before him now, for some reason, a thought surfaced in Yun Dingtian's mind.

It means he really is Shimohe! The Shimohe who was famous throughout the Jianghu 800 years ago!

In an instant, Yun Dingtian turned and fled.

Mahavairocana Shimohe. He was a top-tier expert from 800 years ago, a supreme existence who had dominated the Jianghu. With his current strength, Yun Dingtian couldn't possibly contend with the Shimohe of 800 years ago, let alone one who was still alive after so many years. Yun Dingtian was almost certain that this existence had definitely broken the limit. Otherwise, how could someone live for hundreds of years without dying? Only by breaking the limit and comprehending the mysteries of that unknown realm could one possibly live for hundreds of years without perishing.

Facing such an expert, Yun Dingtian had no confidence in fighting.

Fleeing! That was the most correct course of action.

Watching him flee, Shimohe did not pursue. Instead, he smiled, holding one hand in a flower-plucking gesture, and extended his other hand.

ROAR—

As golden light blossomed, a dragon's roar echoed through the void. Looking closely, one could faintly discern the writhing, illusory form of a dragon, instantly stirring up a tempest.

Right after, Yun Dingtian felt a tremendous suction force from behind, his body involuntarily moving backward instead of forward.

"Dragon Capturing Hand!" His face was aghast.

Suddenly, a powerful force burst forth from his physical body, and the True Intent Manifestation from his Sea of Consciousness emerged. Terrifying Spiritual Power manifested, appearing in the void like a vast ocean. The ocean waves surged, instantly cresting into myriad towering billows.

Yun Dingtian no longer retreated, gathering all his strength into a single punch.

BREAK!

BOOM—

The moment his fist landed, his Spiritual Power, pushed to its peak, controlled the ocean waves to crash down.

RUMBLE!

The void hummed as if heaven and earth were being overturned. Before this power, Xuanye felt like a tiny skiff, liable to be obliterated by the waves at any moment.

"Amitabha Buddha!" Shimohe intoned a Buddhist chant.

A phantom image of a Buddha materialized in the void. Upon closer inspection, one could see that this Buddha bore a striking resemblance to Shimohe himself.

Then, Shimohe's right hand pressed down. Simultaneously, the manifested Buddha phantom also pressed down with a large hand. All the surging waves were instantly suppressed, completely dissipating into nothingness.

SPURT!

As the waves were suppressed, Yun Dingtian felt a violent shock to his spirit. He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, and his aura weakened. Then another suction force came, and his body flew uncontrollably.

By the time he regained his senses, his neck was already clutched in a broad palm.