The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS

"At first, there were two people who attacked Duan Ran and that monk from the Dharma Temple. One was none other than I, the other was Shi Jue from the Great Zen Temple."

"Master, according to my subordinates, you and the 'Divine Captor Wu Que' Ning Wuming from the Six Gates are close friends of different ages. It was he who told you about this matter, wasn't it?"

"Ha, he truly is a good friend, a good friend indeed..."

As the words were spoken, the Heavenly Giant Statue erupted with a terrifying momentum; snow and wind swept through, whirling in the air forming tornadoes, an overwhelming divine might that was terrifying.

Within the giant statue, Qing Yu slowly stood up, his body channeled a huge amount of True Qi through the lines connecting him to the giant statue, merging with the Primordial Energy absorbed by the statue, completely mobilizing the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi.

Qing Yu had no intention of letting this old monk live.

Old Monk Wunian was being used by Ning Wuming to deliver himself to death. Having died at the hands of Qing Yu, a feud had formed between the Dharma Temple and Qing Yu.

Moreover, even though Qing Yu might win, as the top ranked on the Earth list, Wunian would inflict significant injuries onto him, which would hinder his progress. This was Ning Wuming's way of controlling Qing Yu.

Even if Qing Yu revealed the truth to Wunian as one of the two murderers, Wunian would not cease attacking him. Ultimately, Wunian did not target the wrong person; he merely missed the other.

"Is this the majesty of the Heavenly Giant Statue? Daoist Qing Yu truly is extraordinary. Inside the giant statue, your power is beyond what True Core Realm Martial Artists can handle, myself included. However..."

Wunian sat cross-legged, ignoring the authority of the giant statue, closed his eyes, and a slight smile appeared on his lips, "Since the old monk has come here, naturally, I am prepared."

Wunian came to understand the cause and effect, not to deliver his own death. He dared to come to Northern Zhou because he was prepared to deal with the factor of the Heavenly Giant Statue.

"Steer the empty boat to the Other Shore, where both gratitude and life and death are forgotten. Beyond the realm of strategic wisdom and the silhouette of motion and stillness..."

Wunian silently chanted the scriptures, and a spirit light appeared on the crown of his head. In a trance, an illusionary figure seemed to shoot into the giant statue and into the forehead of the white-haired daoist inside.

Dharma Temple was founded by the first monk from the Central Plains who went to the Peacock Dynasty to seek true scriptures—Three Treasures Master. Its essence permeates both Lesser and Greater Vehicles, focusing on refining Divine Sense and explaining the transformations of thoughts.

Wunian directly used his Divine Sense to enter Qing Yu's mind, eliminating external factors, engaging in a battle of the spirits.

This was a duel of life or death; once the Divine Sense entered Qing Yu's mind, either Wunian or Qing Yu would die.

After Wunian's Divine Sense entered Qing Yu's mind, it passed through layers of illusions directly into the deepest part of the spirit.

Vast and boundless, a lake or perhaps an ocean, where borders couldn't be seen—Wunian manifested on the surface of the lake, his feet touching the water, creating ripples.

"This..."

Wunian looked around, "This is indeed the depth of Daoist Qing Yu's spirit, truly astonishing."

In the deepest part of many people's spirits, numerous life-defining illusions that they remember are gathered, continuously playing past memories like a kaleidoscope.

Even those with profound mental states possess impressions deep from their lives. A person like Qing Yu, whose inner mind resembled a new world, existed but were rare.

Such individuals have profound and inscrutable mental states, and they excel at Spirit Magic, able to freely tailor the scenes deep within their minds.

Clearly, Qing Yu was such an individual.

"Master, do you find it strange?"

Wunian suddenly turned around and saw a figure standing there, present without notice a moment before. Now appearing suddenly, this realization made Wunian's heart sink, for he found that Qing Yu's spiritual attainment was very high.

"Old monk did not expect that Daoist Qing Yu would also cultivate the Dharma Temple's Divine Sense Skill, and his mastery is not inferior to mine," said Wunian with a wry smile.

Indeed, he had not expected that Qing Yu was also versed in this aspect; not only was he proficient in Buddhist Body Refining Skills, but he also had profound skills in the Buddhist Divine Sense.

"It seems the master has discovered it," Qing Yu still facing away from Wunian, lightly laughed.

The first principle of Dharma Image Sect teachings: All Dharma is Only Consciousness, based on the Only Consciousness theory, states that all phenomena in the universe are reflections manifested by the movement of the mind, both internal and external, material and immaterial—none exist apart from transformations of the mind; the mind that transforms has eight capabilities, and the transformations manifest myriad forms.

This essence is exactly the foundation from which the Dharma Temple Martial Arts derive.

This essence and Qing Yu's "Ten Thousand Paths" resemble each other greatly. Perhaps, originally, Xiao Sanxiao created this Martial Art based on the "All Dharma is Only Consciousness" of the Dharma Image Sect.

Qing Yu had cultivated the "Ten Thousand Paths" for many years, with a solid foundation and deep understanding. Hence, Wunian said that Qing Yu's mastery of the Dharma Temple's Divine Sense was not inferior to his.

"The Daoist is eyeing the three-hundred-year accumulation of the old monk," Wunian guessed Qing Yu's purpose.

Since he was proficient in the Divine Sense Skills, Qing Yu would not be surprised by Wunian's methods against him, all previous actions now seemed to have been intentionally plotted by Qing Yu to lure Wunian into the trap.

Wunian had openly travelled from Daqian, never concealing his intent. However, he had never encountered any interference from Qing Yu.

Was it because Qing Yu's men were not strong enough?

Certainly, none of his men could contend with Wunian, but to say that this was the reason to forego sending even cannon fodder to hinder Wunian's advance was a grave mistake.

Even if it only caused a minor hindrance, Qing Yu would have dispatched a large number of men to block Wunian. Even if it couldn't injure Wunian even slightly, it would at least besmirch him with bloodlust.

If necessary, Qing Yu was never stingy with lives.

But he did not, did not send anyone to stop Wunian, instead, allowing Wunian to continue all the way to Northern Zhou, to the front of the Heavenly Giant Statue.

All of this, was to force Wunian into Qing Yu's mind for a duel of Divine Sense.

If Wunian survived, he could withdraw from Qing Yu's mind. But if Qing Yu won, then the memories contained in that part of Wunian's Divine Sense would be at Qing Yu's disposal to peruse.

"Before long, I will face a formidable enemy. To defeat this enemy, strength is essential. And master, you can help me advance my strength.

The martial arts we practice are said to share the same root, and absorbing the Master's understanding of the Divine Sense could help me advance further," Qing Yu revealed his scheme with a smile.

"Aren't you afraid of being affected by the old monk's memories, turning into someone else?"

Wunian, having lived for three hundred years, had experiences unmatchable by Qing Yu's mere two or three decades. He believed that the intake of such vast memories would shift Qing Yu's personality, possibly leading to an overlay of Wunian's memories.

Even if it did not transform him into another Wunian, it might cause a mental split.

But Qing Yu seemed utterly unconcerned. Pointing to his head, he lightly laughed, "Master, what's stored here is not just three hundred years."