Qin Luo traveled to a world of cultivation where demons ran rampant. To protect himself, he came to the Dragon and Tiger Monastery to learn from a master, only to find out that his master was a swi...
Jiang Ding could hear the sound of fists coming from the bottom of the underground palace. The princess had stayed there for at most the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, while Qin Luo had been at the bottom of the underground palace for far longer than that.
As time passed, Qin Luo fully adapted to the Martial Academy Ancestor's attack rhythm. He transformed his fist into a palm, using gentle palm force to neutralize the Martial Academy Ancestor's domineering power.
Qin Luo's palm pressed against the fist of the Martial Academy Ancestor. His seemingly soft and weak palm moved the fist of the Martial Academy Ancestor and finally easily threw the Martial Academy Ancestor away.
The patriarch of the martial arts academy fell heavily to the ground.
Qin Luo looked at the Martial Academy's patriarch; his life force was growing weaker and weaker, and if the fight continued like this, he would surely die.
"Looks like we need to finish this quickly!"
Qin Luo activated the Heavenly Dao fragments within his body, and the terrifying power instantly caused the walls of the underground palace to crack, even the Bagua Formation sealing the Martial Academy's ancestor showed cracks.
The Martial Academy's patriarch charged at Qin Luo once again.
Qin Luo raised his hand, and the Wood Path transformed into vines that wrapped around the Martial Academy Ancestor's feet, the Metal Path transformed into chains that bound the Martial Academy Ancestor's hands, and the Time Path transformed into shackles that were placed around the Martial Academy Ancestor's neck.
The Martial Academy's patriarch was imprisoned and unable to move. He could only roar in anger. Suddenly, a crack appeared in his chest, and a ball of golden light burst out of his chest. The Path of Power escaped its restraints.
Qin Luo reached out and grabbed the fragment of the Heavenly Dao. His brows suddenly furrowed, as if he were being grabbed by the fragment of the Heavenly Dao. In the blink of an eye, the Dao of Power merged into Qin Luo's body.
A sixth mark appeared on his heart.
Qin Luo could sense the power of the Dao of Force; this power was even stronger than that unleashed by the Martial Academy's patriarch.
The Martial Academy's patriarch's heart shattered, but Qin Luo activated the Wood Dao, and a surge of life energy flowed into his body, reshaping his heart and rapidly healing his chest.
The pressure in the underground palace vanished instantly.
Most of the martial artists in the underground palace looked bewildered.
The Martial Academy's patriarch's eyes regained their light, but Qin Luo's image in his eyes was somewhat blurry. He immediately tensed up, clenched his fists, and said in a trembling voice, "Are you the Heaven?"
Qin Luo shook his head, cupped his hands in a gesture of respect, and said, "I am who I am, I am Qin Luo of Longhu Temple."
"Dragon and Tiger Temple?"
"That name sounds so familiar."
The patriarch of the martial arts academy collapsed to the ground, clutching his head, feeling that he couldn't remember many things.
Jiang Ding arrived at the bottom of the underground palace. Looking at the Martial Academy's patriarch who had regained consciousness, he trembled with excitement, "Thank you so much, Daoist Qin! You are a great benefactor to our Martial Academy."
"It's what I should do."
Qin Luo not only obtained the Heavenly Dao Fragment, but also comprehended the principle of overcoming strength with softness in his battle with the Martial Academy's patriarch.
Jiang Ding stepped forward to help the Martial Academy's patriarch. Qin Luo waved his hand, and the Bagua formation sealing the patriarch began to change. In an instant, a terrifying power was exerted on the underground palace.
Qin Luo modified the Bagua Formation that sealed the Martial Academy's patriarch into a place suitable for the younger generation to cultivate. Jiang Ding almost stumbled and fell to the ground. Fortunately, the pressure in the underground palace was much weaker than before, but it was still enough for the younger generation to cultivate.