Chapter 442: Chapter 160: Fellow Taoist, Please Stay
"Clang—"
Sword Qi gripped by claws emitted the sound of clashing metal.
The sweeping Sword Qi from the heavens was firmly seized, no longer falling.
"Boom!"
Sword power poured down, shattering rocks and cliffs.
Yet the ground upon which the Dragon and Snake stood remained unaltered.
Positioned on the cliff’s stone platform, his fingers slowly clenched,
Spawning alarming cracks upon the condensed Sword Qi.
In the blink of an eye, the cracks spread like a spider-web.
Suddenly, they burst apart, snapping the Sword Qi into two sections.
Fragments of Sword Qi scattered like blades,
Leaving deep marks on the rocks, yet when striking Jiang Li,
They merely rebounded off him.
The Daoist mid-air was taken aback by the sight,
His handsome face showing surprise—his Sword Qi shattered so effortlessly.
The next instant, Jiang Li transformed his claw into a palm,
Innate Qi transmuted—palm embracing Pure Yang—summoning the ultimate rigid force.
The Pure Yang Qi from the Dao Fruit combined with Innate Qi,
Evolving into Qianyang Heavenly Qi unleashed with a palm strike.
"Pure Yang Qi."
Those born from activity stem from Yang—where there is motion, Yang arises.
His palm motion stirred wind and clouds, and the heavens instantly shifted,
The overwhelming Hand Gang approached as if to rearrange the sky.
Its formidable strength seemingly shook the very firmament,
Linking with the vast heavens, joining in a combined assault on the Daoist.
When still—peace; when moved—a force to shake heaven and earth,
Grasping the vastness of the sky in hand, magnificence displayed.
That unparalleled impetus compelled the Daoist to frenetically stimulate his Qi Mechanism,
Transforming his Physical Body to reveal a flawless Dao Light.
Hands joined to manifest a beam of white light, like Sword Qi,
Subtly giving rise to an ancient sword.
"Mo Ye opens the way."
Sword Light blazed brilliantly,
Slicing through wind and waves, clashing with the Hand Gang.
The sword style that emerged broke through the heavens’ momentum,
Slicing into the Hand Gang, inch by inch.
Sword Light pierced the Hand Gang, suddenly flaring bright.
The Pure Yang Hand Gang was on the verge of splitting in two.
The unrivaled sword momentum seemed an unstoppable force, carving through all barriers.
"Boom!"
Shockwaves of Qi swept through mid-air,
Whirling with moisture to form vast watery ripples.
Sword and palm clashed, severing the Hand Gang while the sword’s momentum neared depletion.
"Not bad."
Sudden praise rang out, followed by a fleeting snake tail in the sky,
Lightly sweeping away the now-exhausted Sword Light.
The Daoist instantly gathered his composure, focused his Qi into his eyes,
His gaze sharp as a sword, scrutinizing the surrounding scenery.
He saw a Dragon and Snake shadow weaving through the rolling Qi waves,
The snaking tail moving across vast stretches with profound unpredictability,
As if the character "Dao" were wandering and flickering through the sky.
This thought barely crossed his mind when the tail twisted,
The Dragon and Snake’s body spanning across the heavens,
Closing the gap in an instant, approaching at an inconceivable speed.
Not good!
The Daoist twirled his palms, transforming the sword into a Round Light,
His Sword Qi fluidly changing, forming a Sword Qi Shield with ease.
Immediately, immense strength pounded on the Sword Qi Shield,
Disregarding the biting Sword Qi,
A punch penetrated the shield, striking the palm with relentless force.
Roaring Qi spiraled like hundreds of furious dragons.
Unstoppable, nothing could withstand it.
Similar yet different from the Daoist’s sword style,
His sword paved the way forward while the Fist Power broke through all obstacles with unadulterated strength.
The Daoist’s arms shook to the bones, flesh quivering.
It felt as though they would detach from his body.
Pure power, like grand mountains and deep abysses, rolled over, the mere shock flinging the Daoist sideways through the air.
And far off, Jiang Li’s figure moved again, with the Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Formation within his body evolving, causing his metabolism and all his movements to increase several-fold.
This body, like the emblem of change, was in perfect harmony with the Qimen Dunjia Transformation, allowing the magic door Jiang Li had recently invented to be expressed to its utmost.
’Let’s call it the Dragon and Snake Body, transforming from snake to dragon, roaming endlessly.’
With the thought flashing through his mind, he named the speed-enhancing magic door; the snake’s tail glided, the form of the "Dao" character slicing through the open sky, drawing near in what seemed like teleportation, its speed so fast it was nearly indistinguishable from the Sword Qi coursing through the Daoist’s body.
Before the Daoist could unleash more Sword Light, the snake’s tail was already before his eyes, sweeping over him like a long whip, sending him flying dozens of feet again, tumbling into the river.
"A truly perfect punching bag."
As Jiang Li adjusted to his newly reborn body’s strength, he felt every bit of flesh, blood, and bone comply perfectly with his will, adapting exquisitely during his movements to perfectly match each gesture and the flow of True Qi.
It was as if by instinct, always adjusting to the optimal, most powerful state, operating his Innate Eight Qi-refined Innate True Body without any hindrance.
Jiang Li even had the feeling that if he were to perform the Yinglong Transformation at this moment, this body could handle the massive shift in blood, muscles, and bones.
And when he used the Emperor’s Qi Observation Skill, complicated patterns instantly appeared in his dragon eyes, capable of surveying the land within a hundred miles.
The Daoist’s figure swimming in the water was in his view, the fish thrashing on the nearby mountainous terrain was in his view, and a fast-approaching silhouette was also in his sight.
"Hm?"
Jiang Li suddenly raised his eyebrows.
He discovered a spreading murky aura accompanying the fast-approaching silhouette, and simultaneously, the "Gravity" around him was rapidly weakening.
The "Gravity" from his fate and Qi Shu, which guarded himself, was the best defense, and when it weakened, it made it easier for others to perform Divination on his life.
Fortunately, in the next moment, Jiang Li sensed a Suppressing force emerge, stabilizing the Qi Shu and securing the "Gravity".
At the same time, the true form of the blurred silhouette also revealed itself in Jiang Li’s vision.
It was a Daoist riding a white-forehead tiger, with a white face, long beard, dressed in a pale blue Dao Robe, carrying a long sword, embodying the image of an immortal with an air of elegance.
The tiger he sat upon created gusts with its paws, traveling through wind, carrying him across the sky at speed.
"Taoist Riding Tiger... and this,"
Jiang Li then glanced at the Daoist who still had the strength to counterattack after taking his hit, saw the flickering Dao Light on his body, and abruptly turned to leave, "Bad luck."
He never imagined encountering such a dreaded figure from the Mystic Sect in this place. If Jiang Li’s guess was correct, he had encountered a jinx today; this was no place to stay.
At that moment, the Taoist Riding Tiger also spotted the distant, blurry figure trying to leave and instantly called out, "Fellow Taoist, please stay."
As if in a trance, an invisible Magic Power seemed to be luring Jiang Li, the murky aura growing teeth and claws in the unseen realm, approaching Jiang Li’s Qi Shu, his body almost irresistibly feeling the urge to look back.
However, at the critical moment, the Divine Farmer’s Cauldron came into play once more, guarding steadfastly around Jiang Li, suppressing the Qi Shu and preventing the bad luck from invading.
Because of this, Jiang Li forcefully suppressed the thought of turning back, his mind focused, the Array Plate flickered, taking him through rapid shifts three times, then activated the Dragon and Snake Transformation, shooting across the sky like a meteor, promptly vanishing without a trace.