The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS

Dark Ice and Fire Seven Heavens, after Qing Yu had killed Wunian, he extracted a type of Martial Arts from the Buddhist sect.

As usual, the system presented Qing Yu with a Martial Art named Buddhist Martial Arts, which was actually an enemy of Buddha's Martial Arts.

The Martial Art of Dark Ice and Fire Seven Heavens, originating from the world of Dragon Tiger Sect, was created by the dark aspect of Dharma—Dark Dharma.

Each of the seven levels represents a magical superpower. The first level is the pause of time!

Although it was only 0.1 seconds, for a master, that 0.1 second was enough to gain a significant advantage.

Originally, Qing Yu had planned to use it against Emperor Shitian. Unfortunately, Emperor Shitian had been tricked by Qing Yu, depleting all his Power, so there was no need for this move.

A pitch-dark small sword plunged into He Fengsa's back, and then time resumed its flow.

He Fengsa's body projected forward, crossing dozens of feet, but then suddenly lost momentum and, with a scream, fell onto the damp Dirt at the bottom of the dark river.

That black small sword did not leave any wound on He Fengsa's back, but it left a deep injury on He Fengsa's Primordial Spirit.

The pain of the Primordial Spirit was worse than that of the body, especially since the concept of Silent Annihilation that was attached to the small sword was eroding He Fengsa's Primordial Spirit like a persistent parasite.

Heart Sword of Silent Annihilation, a Sword of Heart and Mind that Qing Yu created based on the foundation of Ten Thousand Paths and the concept of Silent Annihilation absorbed from Wunian, a sword that slashes the Primordial Spirit.

This move was also originally intended to deal with Emperor Shitian, specifically designed to counter Emperor Shitian's God Slaying Tribulation. It and Dark Ice and Fire Seven Heavens were the second and third plans, respectively.

Unfortunately, Emperor Shitian had fallen in the first plan without experiencing these two moves. Today, He Fengsa had fully tasted both plans.

"Sigh—"

Qing Yu let out a small sigh of relief. The pause in time did not affect the entire world, but only a localized area. Moreover, the consumption of True Qi and Divine Sense would be determined by the strength of the beings in the area.

Just one He Fengsa was already a considerable consumption for Qing Yu.

Luckily, there was an ability to transmit Power across space from his main body, replenishing what was lost, and this body's ability to regain energy was also not bad.

Next, it was time to deal with He Fengsa.

The river emitted Yin Qi, and suddenly eight sword marks cracked open in the damp Dirt, the Xuanyin Sword Energy transformed into twisting, sinister sword snakes, stabbing towards He Fengsa, who had fallen to the ground wailing pitifully.

"Ah—"

Even with severe damage to his Primordial Spirit, He Fengsa still sensed imminent danger and roared angrily, burning his essence blood and lunging towards the surface of the river.

"Boom—"

With a thundering sound of rocks crashing, He Fengsa smashed into the rock wall, continuing to surge upwards, breaking through toward the surface.

He wanted to escape.

Unable to capture Qing Yu, and now facing a risk of death himself, He Fengsa made a decisive choice to flee.

The sword snakes coiled and spiraled upward, following the tunnel created by He Fengsa's collision.

"Scram!"

He Fengsa hurled a Bone Knife downward, the Blade Energy clinging to the knife, charging toward the coiling sword snakes in pursuit.

Sword Qi clashed with Blade Energy, knife light and sword shadow, enlarging the tunnel by more than ten Zhang, the shockwaves pouring down, shattering the sludge at the bottom of the river, mixing it with the steam rising from the river, filling the entire river space with filth.

"Woo woo woo—"

The whirling howl sounded from above as a golden arm emerged from the mud, grabbing the spiraling Bone Knife.

"Turns out to be a fine knife."

Qi Force dispersed, pushing aside the mud, Qing Yu holding the knife flew upward, chasing after He Fengsa.

"General, there's a disturbance over there," shouted a soldier on Feiyun Pass, looking around.

An hour before, General Xu Tiecheng of Feiyun Pass's garrison had personally rushed to the city walls and had ordered all soldiers to be vigilant of any disturbances outside.

Now, a soldier had spotted a small hill nearby that was continuously vibrating.

Xu Tiecheng fixed his gaze and felt his heart and mind constantly trembling; the Sword Qi that had just merged with his body was moving about restlessly, occasionally emitting a sword cry audible only to Xu Tiecheng.

"It's there." A dark green sword shadow flickered in Xu Tiecheng's eyes, and a red mark appeared on his forehead.

'Daoist Qingyu had gone to pursue the warrior from the Grassland's Divine Realm, but who won the battle? Who lost?'

Xu Tiecheng felt somewhat uneasy, but his confidence in the Daoist still allowed him to remain composed.

"Boom—"

The small hill nearby suddenly exploded, dirt flying in all directions, and a dishevelled figure soared into the sky.

"Hiss—"

Following close behind was a strange hissing sound as eight slender sword snakes burst forth; though they were clearly Sword Qi, they twisted like real spiritual snakes through the air, biting at He Fengsa.

"Get lost!"

He Fengsa swept his arms horizontally, deflecting three of the incoming sword snakes, and rapidly fled towards the north.

"To the warrior of the Grassland, here's your knife back!"

The White-haired Taoist burst forth from the ground and flung the Bone Knife in his hand.

The Bone Knife emitted a mournful howl as it spun through the air towards He Fengsa.

The eight sword snakes, influenced by Qing Yu, each twirled through the air towards the Bone Knife, clinging onto it and painting its blade an eerie, sinister green.

With the sword snakes' attachment, the might of the Bone Knife surged. Under the guidance of the writhing sword snakes on its blade, it caught up to He Fengsa and slashed towards his back.

As the blade neared his body, He Fengsa suddenly turned, clasped his hands together and caught the Bone Knife, his Qi Force surging wildly, striking against the sinister green sword light emanating from the blade.

But at that moment, a pale hand gripped the hilt of the Bone Knife…

He Fengsa, seeing the White-haired Taoist before him, wore a look of both shock and rage.

Too fast. When did he catch up?

"Spurt—"

Qing Yu struck the other end of the Bone Knife's hilt with full force. The grating noise echoed as the knife penetrated He Fengsa's chest.

The blade pierced his flesh, and the sword snakes frenziedly surged into He Fengsa's body. Visibly, eight strange green lines could be seen wriggling across He Fengsa's skin, moving throughout his body.

The sword snakes voraciously devoured He Fengsa's essence blood, inflicting even more damage on the already injured He Fengsa.

"You…" He Fengsa clutched the blade tightly, his eyes bloodshot as he glared at the White-haired Taoist who had brought him to his demise, his mouth opening as if to speak.

However, under the influence of Qing Yu's induced Evil Blood Tribulation, his words wielded no strength.

"You still want to burn your essence blood and self-destruct. What do you intend to do with my essence blood?"

Killing a warrior from the Divine Realm is just that difficult. Even on the brink of defeat, He Fengsa still had a chance to self-destruct.

Should he self-destruct, Qing Yu would have been busy for nothing, having gone through great trouble to kill a Divine Realm warrior, only to end up with nothing.

Fortunately, Qing Yu disrupted He Fengsa's attempt at a mutual destruction with the Evil Blood Tribulation, preserving his own essence blood.

"Tear—"

The eight sword snakes burst out from various parts of He Fengsa's body, each carrying strands of crimson traces.

The essence blood had been completely drained, leaving only ordinary blood behind.

With a final push of his palm, Qing Yu shattered He Fengsa's body into pieces, which then exploded into a cloud of blood mist.