The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS

"Heavenly Destruction."

With these words uttered, the Ten Directions Strange Move manifested once again. The illusory world's purity and turbidity flowed in reverse, the balance of Primordial Energy collapsed in an instant, and within a blink, heaven and earth were turned upside down, filled with Destructive Aura.

Under the moonlit sky, Qing Yu's figure reappeared after a momentary blur, yet the heavens remained so calm, with not the slightest sign of destruction.

But behind Xuanzhen, three avatars simultaneously disintegrated, returning to the main body. His own body seemed to have suffered a severe blow, turning pale.

"An Illusory Space with genuine sensations. This is not something that can be done under the Realm of the Strongest Divine Communication."

In Qing Yu's eyes, a layer of crimson coated, the Blood Tears Eye technique fully unleashed. In the Martial Arts Realm of neither heaven nor human, neither yin nor yang, Qing Yu's vision achieved unprecedented clarity.

He looked towards Xuanzhen, attempting to discern the changes in this Supreme Daoist's body.

The move just now, even though the force used had not exceeded limits, the profound Dao Miao within it was something Qing Yu considered himself not necessarily able to match.

To achieve such profound Dao Miao solely with one's own efforts requires reaching the realm of the Strongest.

It's the kind of insight that once only comes after opening up a space. Qing Yu did not know how Xuanzhen learned this move, but he undoubtedly had changed greatly from before.

The Blood Tears Eye shone with a bloody glow, its eyesight connecting to the Primordial Spirit, faintly seeing Xuanzhen's Primordial Spirit's form.

From the Primordial Spirit's perspective, it appeared Xuanzhen had not been Body Seized, yet the ancient, vast aura did not belong to Xuanzhen either. Only those who have lived through the ages could possess such energy.

Clearly, Xuanzhen had not lived long enough for that.

With a slight thought, the distance of dozens of yards was crossed in an instant, and Qing Yu aimed a finger at Xuanzhen, trying to capture him for future planning.

Though killing Xuanzhen could bring trouble, keeping him as a guest in the Zhenwu Sect for a few days wouldn't hurt.

The finger was swift as lightning, but Xuanzhen's reaction was equally quick. The Xuan Yuan One Qi moved with the heart, twisting and turning, contending with the Finger Strength.

At times forming a palm, at times forming a finger, the Xuan Yuan One Qi entirely replaced fists and feet, forcing Qing Yu to use sheer strength.

"Boom--"

The palm force collided with the Xuan Yuan One Qi, the Qi Force exploding, making Xuanzhen's face pale once more.

Qing Yu's palm guided Primordial Energy, which transformed into countless invisible vortices, absorbing both visible and invisible things from all directions.

Return to the Source.

Although only part of the True Qi was used, it was still beyond what the already injured Xuanzhen could withstand, and his body involuntarily flew towards him, the Xuan Yuan One Qi also being dissolved by the trigram formations flashing around.

Just as Xuanzhen was about to be captured, a hidden divine light appeared in his vacant, distant eyes, and his body turned to Qi, dissipating into the void.

"Scattering into Qi, gathering into the Supreme. I long knew the Supreme Taoist Sect had techniques akin to the Seven Absolute Desolate, but such as Xuanzhen's..."

Qing Yu's expression turned somber for a moment, but the anger dissipated swiftly, unable to disrupt his thoughts.

This Scatter into Qi technique of Xuanzhen exceeded Qing Yu's understanding; even if one transformed into Qi, it should be impossible to evade Qing Yu's absorption, let alone vanish before his eyes in an instant.

Even Qing Yu, whose Realm was a notch above Xuanzhen's, could not truly confirm the origins of this technique. He only had a vague feeling that there was a slight spatial fluctuation at the moment Xuanzhen disappeared.

Being able to slip away right under Qing Yu's nose, Xuanzhen's method was extremely astonishing indeed.

"Does this Supreme Daoist have any issues?" Xuanzhen inquired as he flew up to the sky.

"There are significant issues; Xuanzhen's capabilities far exceed common sense. Even for a Supreme Inheritor, he shouldn't exhibit such bizarre signs."

After all, even Qing Yu, renowned for his hanging force, couldn't employ those moves at Xuanzhen's level.

"However..." Qing Yu mused, touching his chin, "he doesn't seem to be Body Seized either, which makes it all the more intriguing."

"The Supreme Taoist Sect has always been mysterious. Even as Taoists ourselves, we don't know their whereabouts, so some oddities are expected," Xuanzhen remarked.

According to the Elders' speculation within the Taoist sects, it is believed that the Supreme Taoist Sect, like the Heavenly Demon Palace, has its sect set within a Secret Realm, which is why its location remains hidden.

Otherwise, the world isn't entirely boundless. Even if we can't find the Supreme Taoist Sect, confirming its approximate location should be possible.

"Let it be. Based on Xuanzhen's words and deeds today, I shouldn't lack opportunities to meet him in the future. We'll devise plans to explore the truth next time we meet," Qing Yu declared.

Although he said so, Qing Yu noted Xuanzhen's strangeness very seriously.

Since achieving the realm of the Strongest, he believed this heaven and earth were but a stage for the Strongest to roam freely. Yet today, he realized that Xuanzhen, who hadn't reached the realm of the Strongest, carried mysterious qualities he couldn't fully understand.

It can't be denied that this world is never short of surprises. Besides the obvious Strongest, perhaps some hidden, mystical existences linger in the shadows. Even at the strongest Realm, one may not reign unchecked.

Just like the Golden Wolf Khan, the first Strongest to die tragically after the dragon-slaying battle three hundred years ago; his fall was so sudden and caught everyone by surprise.

Many who watched the Northern Zhou and grassland war did not expect the grassland to lose so disastrously, with the Golden Wolf Khan slain and the entire Wolf Clan becoming slaves of the Northern Zhou.

This world has changed to the point where even the Strongest isn't guaranteed safety.

"Let's continue enjoying the moon," Qing Yu suggested.

Qing Yu and Xuanzhen descended from the sky, returning to the eaves of the Taiji Palace.

No matter what the future holds, one must not let the unknown disrupt their composure. To lose composure over a slight strangeness—Qing Yu hadn't reached such a shameful stage yet.

Once the song is played and the wine is served, blushing cheeks foster thoughts of kin.

The two drank osmanthus wine and ate mooncakes under the moon, making this Mid-Autumn Festival not entirely lonely.

......

A thousand miles away, in a desolate wilderness, countless Mystic Energy gathered, forming into reality and revealing the true form.

Xuanzhen stumbled, blood slowly oozing from the corner of his mouth, his Qi Mechanism more weakened than ever before. The price to pay for this Scatter into Qi move was indeed not low.

However, he ultimately escaped from Qing Yu's hands. Being captured by him would have subjected Xuanzhen to unknown fates.

"Indeed, it's an unpredictable change that left me so heavily injured."

Xuanzhen sat cross-legged, meditating to absorb Heaven and Earth Qi to heal. The Xuan Yuan One Qi gently guided Primordial Energy throughout several miles, silently extracting a large amount of Primordial Energy for healing.

His injuries, though severe, expanded the range to several miles, preventing his whereabouts from being exposed due to the massive flow of Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi.

Time slowly passed. By the time the moon shifted westward, Xuanzhen had mostly recovered from his injuries.

He opened his eyes, his void-clear gaze looking toward the sky, seemingly seeing some hoped-for object amidst the starlit night, a touch of emotion appearing on his face.

No, indeed, he saw something he desired. Xuanzhen murmured, "This, this is Dao..."