Chapter 131: Martial Intent, The Powerful Bai Shaokong
Although Bai Shaokong’s attack stopped, his body moved and he arrived at the entrance of the Bai Sheng Mountain ruin extremely quickly.
His appearance there blocked the Evil King and Liu Pingfeng’s group, who were fleeing the scene.
“Leave a portion of your gains from Bai Sheng Mountain behind. Otherwise, you’ll die!”
Bai Shaokong’s aura surged out and his domain power was unleashed, which suppressed the Evil King and Liu Pingfeng’s pseudo domains.
The Evil King and Liu Pingfeng’s expressions changed slightly. This young sect master of Bai Sheng Mountain Sect did not seem to have reached the Emperor realm, but he was truly infinitely close to reaching it.
!!
He was in a strange realm.
“Are you really the young sect master of Bai Sheng Mountain sect?”
The Evil King asked with a gloomy face.
“If you don’t believe me, then have a taste of my Bai Sheng Divine Fist!”
Bai Shaokong raised his fist, and spiritual power condensed around it mysteriously.
The fist intent shook the surroundings, and the Evil King felt a strong sense of crisis.
Even if he blocked this punch, he would still be slightly injured.
He waved his hand and threw out an emperor-level weapon that he had obtained in the ruin, and said, “During this trip, I obtained two emperor-level weapons. I’ll leave one with you. If you’re not satisfied, then my evil imperial court will fight you!”
At this moment, the Evil King also displayed the domineering air of the ruler of the imperial court.
Bai Shaokong did not respond. He stored the emperor-level weapon away and turned his attention to Liu Pingfeng.
Liu Pingfeng’s expression was dark. He threw out more than a dozen artifacts, a broken emperor-level weapon, and some other treasures.
“I only obtained one emperor-level weapon. I can’t give it to you!”
Bai Shaokong also did not respond to him.
The Floating Flower Pavilion and Heavenly Cauldron Mountain also left behind some of their gains. The other forces did not even have a half-step emperor realm expert to protect them, so all their gains were taken back by Bai Shaokong.
If they dared to resist, they would be killed.
Qin Changfang arrived late. Hong Fei, the great elder of Nine Swords Mountain, was with him.
The Evil King and Liu Pingfeng were gloating.
There were no half-step emperor realm cultivators in this team from the Great Qin Dynasty.
Their gains would definitely be taken back.
Would Nine Swords Mountain stand out on their behalf?
They did not know if Bai Shaokong would allow that.
“Qin Changfang of the Great Qin Dynasty has been tasked by the Empress to send our greetings to young sect master Bai. We would like to invite young sect master Bai to come to outGreat Qin Dynasty.”
The expressions of the Evil King and the others changed.
What did this mean?
Had the Great Qin Empress known about Bai Shaokong’s existence?
“The Great Qin Empress?”
Bai Shaokong raised his eyebrows.
“Yes,” Qin Changfang replied respectfully.
Bai Shaokong nodded and did not say anything further. Qin Changfang and the others walked to the side by themselves.
The Evil King and the others had gloomy expressions on their faces. Since Bai Shaokong had not taken back the Great Qin Dynasty’s loot, it meant that he had made concessions because of the Great Qin Empress.
The Evil King, Liu Pingfeng, and the others, who had learned some secrets about the ancient era, looked as if they were in a state of deep thought.
Ding Yue was the last to arrive.
He glanced at the group of people at the entrance of the ancient ruin and walked toward the entrance by himself.
He had gained a lot from this trip. It was time to go back.
“Stop!”
Bai Shaokong’s expression darkened.
The other party had actually ignored him!
“What’s the matter?”
Ding Yue looked at Bai Shaokong.
“Leave behind all of your gains from Bai Sheng Mountain or die!”
Bai Shaokong was furious.
Ding Yue’s casual gaze was filled with contempt.
“Are you even capable of killing me?”
Ding Yue responded disdainfully and continued to move forward.
“Die!”
Bai Shaokong punched out.
Clang!
A sword flashed as Ding Yue’s sword stabbed toward the fist.
Boom!
Unexpectedly, the sword gleam shattered, and the fist’s momentum did not stop; it was coming straight at him.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Ding Yue’s expression changed slightly. He felt an intense sense of crisis.
He struck three times in a row!
After blocking the punch, he had already been pushed 1,000 meters back.
Bai Shaokong took one step at a time. The aura surrounding his body grew stronger and stronger. Gradually, a figure with surging battle intent enveloped Bai Shaokong.
“Martial intent!”
The Nine Swords Mountain elder and the other half-step emperor realm experts all had solemn expressions.
At this moment, Bai Shaokong was covered by a 30-meter-long figure, as if he was being protected by it.
His fists emitted intense fluctuations of martial intent.
Everyone present did not doubt that the strength that Bai Shaokong was displaying at this moment was not much weaker than a first-level Emperor realm cultivator.
Han Yingmeng looked at Ding Yue with a strange expression, as if she was worried.
Chu Xuan observed the strength Bai Shaokong displayed through the Heaven-spying mirror. His eyes flashed as if he had already seen through Bai Shaokong.
“Interesting. Before the Bai Sheng Mountain sect was destroyed, they left all of their resources to him.”
“Tsk tsk, it looks like he belongs to Qin Ying’s faction. Could he be one of his trump cards?”
“In this state, his strength is about the same as an Emperor realm cultivator.”
Martial intent was the crystallization of pure martial will. It was a special power similar to domain power.
If one fused it with domain power, its strength would double.
Unfortunately, Bai Shaokong’s martial intent was not something he comprehended with his talent. Instead, it was fostered using the Bai Sheng Mountain sect’s foundation and resources.
He had been sleeping for a long time and had been fusing with the martial intent using his body. It seemed that he had now succeeded.
If nothing went wrong, he would also be a candidate on Qin Ying’s side in their fight for the fate treasure.
Chu Xuan was not worried about Ding Yue. Although Bai Shaokong was obviously stronger, Ding Yue was not weak either.
He had not even used the divine sword energy in his body yet.
Moreover, as Chu Xuan’s disciple, he had cultivated concealment and escape techniques. Even if he could not defeat Bai Shaokong, it would not be a problem for him to escape.
After all, Bai Shaokong was not actually an Emperor realm cultivator, and even if he was, given the escape technique that Ding Yue had learned, he could still escape after paying a small price.
Since Ding Yue started cultivating, his strength had increased too rapidly. He lacked some training, so it was best if he could use Bai Shaokong to temper himself.
Inside the ancient ruin, everyone turned to look at Ding Yue.
Ever since Ding Yue appeared, he had been in the limelight. Under the siege of the half-step emperor realm experts, he had killed one person.
He had even destroyed the remnant soul.
Before Bai Shaokong appeared, he was undoubtedly the strongest person in this ruin.
Liu Pingfeng and the Nine Swords Mountain elder exchanged glances. They already had a plan in mind. If there was an opportunity, they would definitely take action to eliminate Ding Yue.
Ding Yue’s gaze turned solemn. This was the first time he felt such intense pressure.
Bai Shaokong was very strong.
Even stronger than he was…
But Ding Yue was not afraid at all. He could use this opportunity to temper himself.
He could truly test his Sword Dao, and perhaps even break through some of his limitations in battle.
Boom!
Bai Shaokong hurled a punch. The power of his fist was like a raging wave, surging endlessly. The intense martial intent that accompanied it was even more overwhelming.
The sword intent around Ding Yue’s body surged. The power of the Firmament Sword Body technique was displayed at this moment.
The sword intent turned into a surging river of sword gleams. It faced the surging wave-like power of the punch and counterattacked.
Sword versus fist!
Ding Yue’s eyes were resolute as he struck with his sword one after another; each sword strike being faster than the one before it.
The surging sword intent was continuously condensing, and looked as if it was about to transform itself into a longsword.
“Sword intent manifestation? No wonder he was so arrogant!”
A fierce look flashed across in Bai Shaokong’s eyes as he stepped forward and punched again. He then took another step forward and punched once more.
Fist after fist, his fist intent became more and more turbulent. Ding Yue’s attacks were constantly shattered, and his body was also being continuously pushed back.
It would take three or even four sword strikes to block the power of one punch from Bai Shaokong.
As Bai Shaokong continued to attack, Ding Yue felt the pressure become more and more intense. Even the hand he used to attack was trembling.
The surging sword intent started to shake, as if it might completely shatter at any time.