791: Chapter 787: Breaking the Samadhi True Fire 791: Chapter 787: Breaking the Samadhi True Fire However, Ye Tian appeared quite persistent as he coldly said, “I cultivate the Strength of Water and Clouds, how could I possibly fear fire?”
The term ‘Cloud’ refers to water.
The so-called Mysterious Cloud Technique is merely another way of using the power of water.
Ye Tian had been cultivating the Mysterious Cloud Technique for some time now, with his power increasing day by day, and his understanding of how to wield the Mysterious Cloud Technique was gradually deepening.
Therefore, Ye Tian did not believe that he would fear Ye Zhihuan’s Samadhi True Fire!
Ye Tian pushed his cultivation of the Mysterious Cloud Technique to its limit, and his body was gradually enveloped by a dense mist of clouds.
And these “clouds” became thicker and denser until very soon, they turned into droplets of water.
Seeing Ye Tian actually summon the power of water, Ye Zhihuan disdainfully said, “It’s useless, Samadhi True Fire doesn’t fear water and earth; ordinary water is completely ineffective against Samadhi True Fire!”
Surrounded by mist, Ye Tian could still clearly hear what Ye Zhihuan had said, and he immediately retorted, “Even if it’s Samadhi True Fire, it’s still a force born from the force of nature.
As long as I suppress it with a stronger force, why worry about not being able to extinguish the Samadhi True Fire?”
Although Ye Zhihuan’s Samadhi True Fire was difficult to deal with, to Ye Tian, he was very clear about the true source of power…
No matter if it’s traditional martial arts or a cultivation technique based on the force of nature, they are all merely methods of utilizing power.
So, even if the Samadhi True Fire was flamboyant, it is still a form of power; thus, Ye Tian chose to break it with power itself, instead of solely relying on the power of water!
“What did you say?”
Ye Zhihuan, enraged by Ye Tian, gnashed his teeth angrily.
The Samadhi True Fire was a technique Ye Zhihuan had grasped only after decades of cultivation.
Among the other three elders of the Ye family, although they also had a deep understanding of the Power of Light, none had reached the level of Ye Zhihuan.
Ye Zhihuan’s strength was not only unparalleled in the current Ye family but even throughout the long history of the Ye family, his power stood out as exceptional.
Therefore, as the Clan Leader, Ye Zhihuan was quite proud of his Samadhi True Fire, believing it to be unbreakable…
To Ye Tian, who was witnessing such fiery power for the first time, the notion of using the power of the Mysterious Cloud Technique to extinguish the fire seemed utterly preposterous!
Ye Zhihuan and his brother Ye Zhirong silently watched Ye Tian use the watery power of the Mysterious Cloud Technique to dissolve the Samadhi True Fire.
Both believed Ye Tian wouldn’t succeed, thinking if things dragged on, Ye Tian would only meet his end in flames…
As they watched, the flames dancing on the wooden sword grew fiercer and had even begun to spread up Ye Tian’s arm!
“Kid, forget about me!
Leave me behind and save yourself!” the millennium ancient tree’s Shu Xin urged, but Ye Tian did not give up.
“Shu Xin, you and I are one and the same, connected branches of the same tree, how could I possibly watch you being consumed by the Samadhi True Fire and do nothing?
Today, let’s live or die together!”
“Kid…
you…”
Ye Tian’s words deeply moved the ancient tree’s Shu Xin.
The way Ye Tian treated the Life Weapon was entirely different from Sima Feng.
Therefore, even though the Life Weapon in Sima Feng’s hands had reached a sub-high level, it was suppressed by Ye Tian’s wooden sword in their contest.
In the end, Sima Feng lost because the Life Weapon had become utterly disappointed with him, to the point of abandoning Sima Feng.
But Ye Tian was different.
Not only did he shape the Life Weapon with his meticulous care, but he also frequently communicated with Shu Xin during its use.
He had entered Shu Xin’s world more than once, sharing power with it.
Although the wooden sword’s level was merely intermediate, because the wills of Ye Tian and Shu Xin were aligned, he often managed to unleash several times his usual power in battle!
“Very well!
Kid, let’s oppose the Samadhi True Fire together!”
Shu Xin declared proudly and continued to lend its life force relentlessly to Ye Tian.
The Strength of Water and Clouds that Ye Tian wielded became even more potent.
Gradually, the flames lingering on the wooden sword became smaller and smaller…
Unconsciously, the Samadhi True Fire actually disappeared!
“What!?”
Ye Zhihuan couldn’t believe his own eyes.
How could a mere fledgling Martial Artist unravel his Samadhi True Fire?
It was simply inconceivable!
“How is this possible?
How is this possible!?”
Ye Zhihuan kept shouting in disbelief, while Ye Zhirong also wore a look of astonishment.
The Clan Leader, with a lifetime of effort, had finally mastered Samadhi True Fire, a fire feared by all; and the Clan Leader had risen to become a top-tier power with this Cultivation Technique.
However, Ye Tian, this junior, managed to break through the Samadhi True Fire so easily, which seemed incredibly inconceivable…
As the moisture surrounding Ye Tian gradually dissipated, Ye Zhihuan and Ye Zhirong could clearly see Ye Tian’s face.
After breaking through the Samadhi True Fire, the expression on Ye Tian’s face appeared even more composed, resembling that of an immortal.
“How could a mere junior unravel the work of my lifetime?
Impossible!
Impossible!?”
Ye Zhihuan continued to rant, whereas Ye Tian calmly said, “The so-called Cultivation Techniques are merely vessels for power.
As long as one has the upper hand in strength, any technique can be dissolved!”
From Ye Tian’s words emerged statements that were profound and enigmatic, leaving Ye Zhihuan and Ye Zhirong exchanging bewildered glances!
How old was Ye Tian?
Why did his understanding of power, Cultivation Techniques, and Martial Artist’s strength already surpass that of old-timers like Ye Zhihuan and Ye Zhirong?
Ye Zhirong whispered to Ye Zhihuan, saying, “Clan Leader, although Ye Tian intruded into the forbidden grounds of the Ye clan, considering how effortlessly he solved the Samadhi True Fire, his comprehension is simply not that of a ‘human’!”
“What!?
Not ‘human’?”
Ye Zhihuan was taken aback, his gaze fixed on Ye Tian in amazement.
“Could it be that this boy is a ‘god’?”
Although he found it hard to believe, upon scrutinizing Ye Tian closely, Ye Zhihuan also silently nodded in agreement.
Young as he was, not only was his strength exceptional, but his comprehension also far exceeded that of an average Martial Artist.
What’s more critical was that this young man, Ye Tian, could grow continuously in battle.
In the forbidden grounds of the backyard, it was Ye Zhihuan who was suppressing Ye Tian, but now, Ye Tian was the one suppressing him.
“Boy, how did you think of a way to break my Samadhi True Fire?”
Ye Zhihuan asked directly, and Ye Tian didn’t hold back in his response, slowly replying, “When facing the Samadhi True Fire, the method to break it kept emerging in my mind.
Just now, I simply acted according to the thoughts in my head!”
“Indeed!
Indeed!”
Ye Zhihuan nodded continuously upon hearing this.
Ye Zhirong was right; Ye Tian truly was no ordinary person.
If he were, he couldn’t possess such profound wisdom…
Seeing the Clan Leader hesitate, Ye Zhirong immediately proposed, “Clan Leader, since this lad might be a ‘god’, why not extend him a favor and let him go?
We won’t mention to anyone about this intrusion into the forbidden grounds, and the Ye clan will be able to save face!”
Ye Zhirong’s plea on behalf of Ye Tian was motivated not only by his acquaintance with Ye Tian but also by the fear of Ye Tian’s power.
If Ye Tian truly were a “god”, he would surely not be so easy to deal with!
However, Ye Zhirong’s words failed to persuade Ye Zhihuan!
“Ye Zhirong, perhaps you are right!
The Ye clan did interact with ‘gods’ in ancient times and even served as their servants!
But thousands of years have passed, the ‘gods’ have long abandoned the Ye clan.
Now, not only do we not serve gods, we have even committed ‘Godslayer’ deeds!
In front of the Ye clan, ‘gods’ amount to nothing.
By comparison, the principles of the Ye clan are of utmost importance!
Anyone who defies the Ye clan’s principles and intrudes into our forbidden grounds shall be feared by none, even if they are ‘gods’!”
Ye Zhihuan said fiercely, yet the conversation between Ye Zhirong and Ye Zhihuan left Ye Tian quite puzzled.
What “god”?
What “Godslayer”?
These terms were all beyond Ye Tian’s understanding…
“Clan Leader, what do you mean by ‘god’?
I don’t understand what you are saying?”
Ye Tian asked curiously, but Ye Zhihuan had no intention of explaining, swirling his palms furiously, swinging them towards Ye Tian’s ribs from both sides.
Because the intensity of the Samadhi True Fire had been neutralized by Ye Tian’s Strength of Water and Clouds, Ye Zhihuan felt frustrated and channelled all his energy into his palms, intent on taking Ye Tian’s life!
As fierce as the opponent’s attack was, Ye Tian, who had been able to use the Strength of Water and Clouds to neutralize it, found it much easier to face Ye Zhihuan in combat…
Ye Tian directly infused the power of his Xuan Yun Technique into his palms and then fiercely clashed palms with Ye Zhihuan!
“Boom!”
A loud noise erupted, and the flames ignited from Ye Zhihuan’s palms tangled with the mist rising from Ye Tian’s hands, becoming indistinguishable from one another.
But in just a moment, the flames in Ye Zhihuan’s palms gradually dissipated, replaced by the mist that now swirled around his hands…
This mist was not merely ordinary water but was infused with the power of Ye Tian’s Xuan Yun Technique.
Therefore, when the mist surrounded Ye Zhihuan’s palms, he felt a powerful force entering his body.
The power corroded swiftly, and Ye Zhihuan immediately sensed his organs damaged by Ye Tian’s intense force.
He hastily pulled his hands back and involuntarily retreated several steps.
“Clan Leader, are you alright?”
Ye Zhirong hurried to support Ye Zhihuan, bracing his spine with his palm, and with Ye Zhirong’s support, Ye Zhihuan barely managed to expel the force Ye Tian had injected into him.
The mist on Ye Zhihuan’s palms gradually vanished…