boom!

It was accompanied by a loud, explosive sound.

Tuoba Shan had already disappeared from the spot. Although he was very burly, he was extremely fast.

In less than a second, it had already traversed a hundred meters, pointing directly at Li Ming standing at the foot of the mountain.

Its speed is extremely fast, and its ferocity is undisguised.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

It doesn't look like people stepping; it looks more like mountains moving sideways.

The billowing air currents were forcefully and brutally pushed out.

His wolf-tooth giant sword became even larger, imbued with his blood and true essence. In an instant, it streaked across the sky, leaving sparks from intense friction, like a crimson meteor streaking across the sky before crashing down heavily.

"die!"

Tuoba Shan faced the number one genius of the Great Xuan Kingdom head-on. Although he was somewhat unconvinced, he was not careless in the slightest.

Not only did he completely ignite his blood and qi with the help of Tuoba Shan's strike, but he also unleashed all the true essence and blood and qi within his limbs and bones without reservation.

With a single step, he unleashed all his life's learning to its fullest potential, further enhanced by supernatural powers, making his body as solid as a rock and his strength boundless.

He has incredibly rich combat experience, having gone through countless battles and already developed his own fighting style.

In an instant, such a violent outburst occurred.

He was confident that even if the person in front of him was ten times more skilled than him, the other party would have to back down in the face of such an attack!

Don't underestimate me!

Throughout the entire process, he never actually thought he could kill the other party; beneath his rugged exterior lay an extremely delicate mind.

He knew that such a person with unparalleled talent was far beyond his ability to defeat, but as long as this person took a step back, his master could take advantage of the situation and cooperate with the others to kill this boy!

However, it soon became clear that... it seemed like I was overthinking it.

His pupils suddenly contracted, realizing that although he had placed the other person in a very high position in his mind, he had still underestimated him.

His powerful strike, capable of splitting a mountain, appeared as if a child were wielding a sword, as the opponent slowly raised his hand.

They were stopped instantly.

Immediately, his massive, mountain-like body seemed to rise uncontrollably into the air, accompanied by the sounds of bones and flesh breaking, before crashing back into the forest he had come from.

Before he could utter a single word, his entire body suddenly shattered into mud, his blood flowing onto the dark earth, and then strangely absorbed by the land!

In an instant, the Martial Saint died!

Looking at the lifeless body of Tuoba Shan, not only the guards but even Tuoba Wushuang couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, startled.

The bloodstains on his body vanished instantly, revealing his snow-white robes. Li Ming's expression remained indifferent.

"Using such scum to test Li is probably a recipe for disaster; we'll have no one else to rely on later."

"No one is available? What difference does it make whether there is one or not?"

His trusted lieutenant was dead, lying like a lump of mud, but Tuoba Wushuang paid no attention to him; his focus was entirely on Li Ming.

"You and I should know that in this world, ultimately, it is up to our own fists to speak."

As he spoke, a faint black light enveloped his body, and Tuoba Wushuang's aura became deep and terrifying.

His voice echoed through the mountains and forests, carrying an indescribable sense of desolation and antiquity.

In that instant, his figure seemed to become incomparably majestic and ancient, not a young prodigy, but an ancient relic from a thousand years ago.

"Over the past decade or so, the royal court has actually had many opportunities to attack and invade the pass, but Yu Shenji and Xu You were simply unable to stop the Great Yan cavalry from advancing south..."

Amidst the lingering dim light, Tuoba Wushuang stood with his hands behind his back, his demeanor unfathomable.

"Yeah."

Li Ming said indifferently, as if he didn't care at all.

The other party's attitude caused Tuoba Wushuang's eyes to narrow involuntarily:

"The life or death of one person at this moment is as insignificant as the gain or loss of a city or a place; it is meaningless to both countries."

But our lives and deaths are the key to victory or defeat!

"You deserve my all!"

The words had barely left his lips.

Tuoba Wushuang's gaze changed, and only endless indifference and coldness remained between his brows, as if he were a high and mighty deity looking down on all living beings.

"This is... a god has descended!"

"One of the guards behind Tuoba Wushuang exclaimed in surprise."

"The power of the gods is indeed beyond our imagination... Even though we are thousands of miles apart, they can still descend upon us."

Then the three martial saints knelt down, closed their eyes, and prayed very devoutly.

In the Great Yan Dynasty, the Heavenly God Sect held a supreme position, and tribes changed hands and royal power was transferred.

However, the status of the Celestial God Sect has never changed.

They mastered the education of the Great Yan Dynasty and, as its guides, controlled many changes in the situation.

This is something that no other sect in the Great Xuan Dynasty could do.

The most widespread saying in the Great Yan Dynasty is...

Even if you are mediocre, weak in martial arts, and born into an ordinary family.

But as long as you win the favor of the "gods," everything will change, breakthroughs will be as easy as drinking water, and your status will become incomparably high.

Many people at the bottom of society believe in God, seeing Him as their last lifeline and an opportunity to change their lives.

"God?"

Li Ming raised an eyebrow, realizing that the opponent's immense power was indeed unbelievable.

"He's nothing but a false god."

Given his position, he naturally knew that this so-called god was nothing but a forgery.

In the Great Xuan realm, they are referred to as barbarian gods, wild gods, false gods, and so on.

To be honest, there's nothing particularly special about it.

It is merely the result of years of contemplation that allows the power of faith, or rather the power of incense offerings, of sentient beings to coalesce into a false deity.

Its Dharma body and Dharma form are controlled by humans.

As expected, most of the power should be in the hands of that cult leader.

It is precisely because of this power, which far surpasses that of a first-rank official and is close to that of a martial god, that one can control the entire Great Yan, watch the change of royal power, and maintain divine authority above all else.

"How dare you!"

Tuoba Wushuang's aura continued to rise, like a raging torrent rising from the ground, stirring up the void. His furious voice exploded in Li Ming's heart, trying to intimidate his mind.

"How dare you be so arrogant with the power of a mere false god!"

Li Ming stood motionless, expressionless.

My heart is as calm as a still lake, without a ripple.

A sharp gaze pierces through his flesh, revealing the cause and effect.

"I see."

Li Ming understood immediately.

The other party has cultivated a special technique that has created an illusory altar in their sea of ​​consciousness, which can be used to draw upon their power.

In addition, the opponent's physical body and primordial spirit are both very powerful, and they are also able to withstand this power.

certainly.

To receive divine power in this place comes at a price...

His remaining three martial saint guards had been sacrificed and turned into nothingness.

Tuoba Wushuang, enveloped in a ghostly aura, slowly stepped forward:

"Everyone says you have the potential to become a Martial God, and you truly live up to that reputation..."

"Many times, I have envied such prodigies as you... Your talent is extraordinary, unmatched by ordinary people, and you can reach the pinnacle in a single lifetime, as if you were blessed by the heavens..."

In the midst of conversation.

The surrounding light dimmed, like a black flame that burned everything, filling the boundless desolation.

It seemed as if it wanted to drag everyone into an endless silence.

A fierce wind seemed to be blowing in the mountains. Li Ming stood there, his clothes and hair fluttering, but he did nothing, just watched quietly.

In his gaze, it seemed as if layers of light and shadow overlapped behind Tuoba Wushuang...

"Whether it's you or Yuan Shi, you've only cultivated to this level in a little over twenty years, while in my first life, I lived for a hundred years and only barely reached the Grandmaster level..."

If not for good fortune, I fear... my path in martial arts would have been cut off long ago.