Chapter 670
Bam! The two palms collided. Zhu Ping's body slowly drifted backward like an immortal crane, his Taoist robe rustling.
Prince Mu withdrew his hand with a grim expression. A crack appeared on the jade ring on his finger.
Poison Gentleman, who was beside him, fell to the ground in a daze. His life force rapidly dissipated and his body quickly turned cold.
"Heart of Divinity Guiding the Sword? That's a good move. "Prince Mu withdrew his hand and looked at Zhu Ping, who was standing firmly outside the door. He regained his composure.
Heart of Divinity Guiding the Sword was more of a sword intent than a sword technique.
It focused on using the spirit to guide the sword and imprinting the heart on it.
Every sword strike was extremely precise and coordinated.
When cultivated to a high level, one sword strike could affect everyone's mind, rendering them unable to react. Then, one's mind would be slain.
Zhu Ping had pointed his finger three inches away from Poison Gentleman's glabella, but Prince Mu had forced him back with a palm strike. However, Poison Gentleman still died.
This was because Zhu Ping's sword finger had pierced through Poison Gentleman's mind and soul, triggering his physical death.
Zhu Ping was able to cultivate Heart of Divinity Guiding the Sword to this level mainly because he had experienced something similar.
Back in the dream, Ou Cheng resurrected and possessed Zhu Ping's body. Zhu Ping's soul was constantly sinking under the entanglement of their consciousnesses. Zhu Ping's attack was extremely precise. Like the best surgeon, Zhu Ping's soul was split apart, removing the part that Ou Cheng had corrupted. This gave Zhu Ping's consciousness a chance to return to God's Space.
Having experienced this unique experience, Zhu Ping had a unique idea when he cultivated Heart of Divinity Guiding the Sword.
"I believe Your Highness is fine now. I'll take my leave." Zhu Ping bowed and walked out.
Prince Mu seemed to see something flickering behind Zhu Ping as he watched him leave.
"We'll talk after he leaves the Fantasy Pavilion." Prince Mu did not stop Zhu Ping. Instead, he looked at his hand and thought about what had just happened.
"His inner strength is weak and his physical fitness isn't strong. The soul attack released by Heart of Divinity Guiding the Sword isn't strong either. However …"
"This person's understanding of strength is already above mine." Prince Mu narrowed his eyes. Another monster had appeared in the Taoist world.
Zhu Ping rubbed his palms, which were bruised and bruised. Even though he had neutralised the force, it was still hard for his hands to bear.
After all, Prince Mu had the qualifications to cultivate a legendary martial art. This meant that he had already cultivated the Divine Imperial Qi Scripture to the peak.
According to the Federation's classification standards, he had already reached the level of a B-class superhuman.
If he were to unleash his full power, he would be able to destroy an entire city after a period of guidance.
The reason why Zhu Ping was able to kill Poison Gentleman right in front of him was because Zhu Ping's attack was too sudden. They did not expect Zhu Ping to be so bold as to attack right in front of Prince Mu.
The other reason was that they had misjudged Zhu Ping's strength.
After all, they were all experts and had confidence in their eyesight. Naturally, they could tell that Zhu Ping's physical fitness was not strong, his inner force was not strong, and even his spirit was not strong.
However, his understanding of martial arts, the use of power, techniques, and the grasp of timing were far beyond that of ordinary people.
"Your Highness, will Flower Tears and Blue Cloak be alright?" A gentle voice rang out. It was a delicate eunuch.
"They will be fine. Although his understanding of power is stronger than ours, his foundation is too weak. As long as his inner force was half as strong as mine, I would have made you guys take a detour around him."
"Now that Flower Tears and Blue Cloak have taken action, I can rest assured … Let's bury them." Prince Mu crushed the cracked jade ring and threw it on top of Poison Gentleman's corpse. Then, he sat back down and continued eating.
Next, someone naturally brought Poison Gentleman's corpse away. Since he said he would bury him, he meant it.
If one wanted to become a person of power, one had to understand the concept of buying a horse's bones with a thousand gold coins.
Even if Prince Mu did not fancy Poison Gentleman, who had been killed in one move, he would at least treat his corpse well.
Only then would there be people willing to risk their lives for him.
Zhu Ping had not walked far when he sensed someone following him from a distance.
This was within his expectations. He had killed Prince Mu's subordinate in front of him, which was a ruthless slap to his face.
They did not care about the truth of the matter. For example, Zhu Ping's identity and the fact that he had killed Poison Gentleman's father. These facts were not important.
What was important was that he was now a member of Daoism. To a certain extent, he represented Daoism. Prince Mu would not dare to kill him in his own territory.
Zhu Ping had been led by his subordinate, accepted his invitation, and walked into his territory. If he could not walk out, then he would be cutting himself off from Daoism.
For the sake of Daoism, he would not act immediately.
However, he was a candidate for the throne and the qualification to cultivate Mythical Martial Arts. He had to fight for his face.
For example, the treasured sword that Prince Xian had bestowed to him. There were hundreds of such treasured swords, and he could even find a royal blacksmith to forge another one.
Hence, the sword was not important. What was important was whether or not Prince Xian could take back the sword. This was a qualification test that he had to face as a monarch.
Prince Mu was in the same situation now. He had killed Poison Gentleman in front of him, but Prince Mu did not act because he was worried about Daoism. However, if Zhu Ping was still safe and sound, he would completely lose his qualification as a candidate.
Even so, Zhu Ping reckoned that Prince Mu's chances of seizing the throne were not high.
This prince had too many concerns.
He should have found an excuse to capture Zhu Ping back at the Mirage Pavilion. As for how he would wrangle with Daoism, that was a matter for the future.
However, Prince Mu saw Zhu Ping's extraordinary understanding of martial arts and was worried that Zhu Ping might have a teacher backing him. If Prince Mu directly made a move against Zhu Ping, the pressure he would have to bear would be too great. Hence, he did not make a move.
After that, he wanted to wait for Zhu Ping to leave the Mirage Pavilion and secretly make Zhu Ping suffer a great loss.
To put it in a nicer way, he was afraid of the slightest thing and had no sense of responsibility.
To put it in a less nicer way, he was afraid of the slightest thing and did not have the slightest sense of responsibility.
If Prince Mu had directly made a move, there was a 90% chance that Zhu Ping would have been captured.
However, Zhu Ping was also a person who acted according to the situation. He acted in a genteel manner and treated people to a meal. He had the appearance of an amiable person and even addressed Prince Mu as Little Wang.
Hence, Zhu Ping made a move.
After reading a book a thousand times, one had to understand the principles of reading. Once one understood the principles and learned how to use them, everything would naturally become clear.
Zhu Ping noticed that there were people following him but he was not in a hurry. He first went to the Daoist temple and then went out to eat something. After that, he found a secluded place and made his move.
Of the two people following him, one was dressed in white and had a teardrop at the corner of her eyes. She looked extremely alluring.
The other was dressed in a light blue robe and had a jade hairpin on her head. She looked like a fairy.
Hua Lei and Lan Yi were experts under Prince Mu. When the two of them stood together, everyone would say that they were a good couple.
Because of the technique they cultivated, they rarely appeared in front of people. This time, they were forced out by Zhu Ping.
The technique they cultivated was called the Illusionary Heaven Rotation Technique.
The two of them were one Yin and one Yang. They needed to constantly spin the Yin Yang Wheel to push the technique forward, from illusion to reality and from reality to illusion. They rotated endlessly to experience the changes between Yin and Yang.
Right now, the two of them were in an illusory state. If they didn't use their technique, it would be hard for others to notice them.
Facing Zhu Ping's attack, the two of them flashed like immortals. Their bodies were like smoke. Zhu Ping's sword fingers, fists, and kicks all hit empty air.
Then, when they could use the illusory power, it would be reflected back.
With the two of them as the eye of the formation, they could move the illusory and real power.
In reality, there was only one person cultivating this technique at the beginning, but that would have some flaws. For example, when they were illusory, they couldn't attack. When they were solid, they couldn't be immune to attacks.
However, the two of them cultivated it perfectly to avoid this problem.
Although the two of them needed to pass through the opening at the same time to advance their technique, they could simultaneously turn illusory and real. Even in an illusory state, they could still reflect attacks.
Prince Mu had evaluated the two of them. As long as the enemy's power didn't exceed a certain limit, they would be invincible.
The structure of Yin and Yang was simple but perfect. It wasn't easy to break. It was especially easy to use against people like Zhu Ping who were skilled but not strong enough.
The two of them had a tacit understanding. Their illusory bodies moved back and forth. Not even a piece of their clothes was damaged. On the contrary, Zhu Ping was embarrassed by the reflected power.
Just as the two of them were about to capture this arrogant little Daoist, Zhu Ping's aura changed again.
Life and death, reality and illusion, reality and dream.
An aura that was beyond their understanding started to spread. The two of them shuddered and then saw a scene that made them despair.
Zhu Ping's body slowly turned illusory, becoming the third point of Yin and Yang.
Yin and Yang became three, pushing the two's technique to evolve involuntarily. All sorts of complicated knowledge flowed from Zhu Ping's mind to the two of them.
This Illusory Rotation Technique grew stronger and stronger. Then, with two explosions, Zhu Ping looked at the man and woman whose heads had exploded into smashed watermelons. He shook his head and turned to leave.
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