The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS

Border of Shu Province, the oppressive atmosphere made the vast hills appear somber. Both sides facing off were ready to fight at any moment.

The Cangsheng Sect and the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, both have been locked in a standoff at the border of Shu Province for four hours. Both sides held reservations, yet neither was willing to back down.

Above the Cangsheng Sect, Mu Cangsheng sat on his throne, looking at the image that appeared before him, and gritted his teeth in hatred: "Elder Shiming, such skill indeed, you managed to trick me."

Mu Cangsheng had never expected Elder Shiming's response to be so timely, so ruthless. In the course of just one night, while chasing Golden Wolf Khan, Daqian became divided.

This instantly turned Mu Cangsheng's well-laid plans to ashes, and even the road ahead was fraught with difficulties.

"Ha, what's fair is fair, Mu Sect Leader tricked me as well, didn't you?" Elder Shiming's image also revealed anger, "No one would have thought, that the Sect Leader of the Western Regions Cangsheng Sect, was actually the son of Emperor Daqian, the Imperial Ancestor. Should I call you Mu Sect Leader, or Crown Prince Niansheng?"

Crown Prince Ji Niansheng, a renowned Divine Communication Expert three hundred years ago, upon receiving Ji Muqing's power, elevated to the level of the Strongest.

He once sought to cleanse the worldly society of all disobedience but was unfortunately struck at the wrong time and suffered severe injuries. During that time, Jianghu forces had just exterminated Ji Muqing and were in a sensitive period, they would never allow Ji Niansheng to continue down Ji Muqing's path.

So Ji Niansheng failed, defeated utterly, even compromising by relinquishing his throne to his nephew who lacked martial prowess. And he himself, due to severe injuries, remained in seclusion for healing at the Imperial Mausoleum.

Yet Ji Niansheng did not sink into oblivion. Three hundred years later, he returned under the name Mu Cangsheng.

"Yesterday's events belong to yesterday and today's belong to today. I am Mu Cangsheng, the shepherd of the people. Elder Shiming, even if you have the Sword God, it won't work." Mu Cangsheng said coldly.

"Is that so?"

Sound like the clash of metal sword reverberated from the array plate suspended in front, splitting Elder Shiming's image from top to bottom, a sword mark appeared.

No Blade Energy was emitted, merely the domineering Sword Intent, already splitting the illusory image in half, slicing the array plate below in half, even appearing in the eyes of those observing, attempting to split their pupils in half.

"Hmph—"

Mu Cangsheng snorted coldly, waved away the spontaneously appearing Sword Intent, protecting the Four Directions Dharma Kings from harm.

However, this did not come without a price. On Mu Cangsheng's waving right hand, a faint sword mark appeared. Although it vanished in an instant, its existence caught everyone's attention.

"We deserve punishment." The Four Directions Dharma Kings knelt in mid-air in unison.

Mu Cangsheng had shielded them, this the Four Directions Dharma Kings were well aware of. If not for Mu Cangsheng blocking this sword, the eyes of the Four Directions Dharma Kings might have suffered significant damage.

Back when Qing Yu just peeked between the Heavenly Vault, his eyes were injured by the Sword God's Sword Intent. Now the Sword God was close by, and the Sword Intent was incomparable to what Qing Yu suffered back then. If not for Mu Cangsheng blocking it, the Four Directions Dharma Kings could only obediently go for healing.

"Stand up," for this, Mu Cangsheng merely waved his hand and said, "a great battle is poised, if you are injured, who will kill the enemy for me? Besides, blocking the Sword God's Sword Intent is also to test his strength. Now it seems······"

Mu Cangsheng looked at his white right hand, staring at the spot where the sword mark disappeared, eyes filled with gloomy color.

Though it was just a trivial minor injury, barely even qualifying as such, the appearance of the sword mark undeniably proved the gap between Mu Cangsheng and the Sword God.

The mere Sword Intent transmitted through the Thousand-Mile Mirror Light Array could achieve this, the actual combat strength must be terrifying to the extreme. Mu Cangsheng never expected that his power accumulated over three hundred years would still not surpass Nangong Duanjian's one hundred eighty years.

Upon hearing this, the Four Directions Dharma Kings hesitated slightly and said: "Thank you, Sect Leader."

They slowly stood up, only Nangong Ling still half knelt in mid-air.

"Nangong Dharma King······" Dongfang Hanchao whispered.

Mu Cangsheng looked up at Nangong Ling, seeing Nangong Ling with both hands in fists, head bowed deeply, said: "It is my fault for not disciplining properly, allowing the Nangong Family to produce such a disgrace, it is my sin."

The Sword God Nangong Duanjian was precisely from a branch of the Nangong Family, in terms of seniority, he remained a cousin to Nangong Ling.

"If I intended to blame you, I would have done so a hundred years ago, why wait till today," Mu Cangsheng looked at Nangong Ling's lowered head, shook his head and said, "Moreover, Nangong Duanjian left the Nangong Family when you were only in your twenties, had no management roles. Even if punishment was due, it wouldn't be you."

Mu Cangsheng sighed: "When Nangong Duanjian left the Western Regions, your father reported to me, after all, he was the only one in many years itching to break away from the family to explore. At that time, I even tacitly approved of his departure. After all, no one would have thought that an inconspicuous branch disciple would become the Sword God he is now."

"Forget it, after all, Nangong Duanjian has nurtured a Nangong Jue for me, you, Nangong Dharma King, are innocent and rather meritorious."

Saying that, Mu Cangsheng raised his hand and helped Nangong Ling up.

"Thank you, Sect Leader." Nangong Ling, close to two hundred years old, could hardly help but tear up slightly.

The four family members since childhood have been indoctrinated to pledge loyalty to the Heir of the Human Emperor, only Nangong Duanjian was not valued back then, missed the family's loyalty education, otherwise he would have been of such character now.

"The strength of Nangong Duanjian is profound, only by combining my efforts with Yama have any assurance to hold him off. Thus, the key to this great battle still lies on you.

Among the Ten Kings, Five Senses King fell to Kartim, most of the other kings are not here, only King Qin Guang and King Pingdeng can aid you. Among Elder Shiming's Nine Heavens, mixed forces of various sides, though not united, the power they wield can exceed ours, you must remain cautious." Mu Cangsheng ordered.

"Dutifully obey Sect Leader's teachings."

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On the other side, Elder Shiming watched as his image was split in half and said with slight unease: "Sword God, did you really need to chop my image in transmitting Sword Intent?"

The Sword God's Sword Intent was too intimidating, Elder Shiming, watching his image get chopped, felt a chilling sensation of empathetic discomfort.

"I know well how much strength you possess, Elder Shiming," Nangong Duanjian said, "if this Sword Intent could have chopped you, you would have died by my blade years ago."

"But merely dodging that one sword took months off this old man's life," Elder Shiming muttered jokingly, "Indeed, this old man has grown old, so old as to fear moving. Each time I make a move, this nearly spent life dwindles further. This damnable Heaven······"

The quiet words were self-mockery, resentful, but mostly, unwilling.