Asura Mad Emperor

An early-stage cultivator of the Dao Palace Realm and an intermediate-stage cultivator were in the midst of a crowd mostly from the Spirit Martial Realm. The interweaving auras of the Dao were incredibly terrifying, creating an oppressive atmosphere that was almost suffocating.

The surrounding spectators, seeing their objective achieved, couldn't help but reveal smug smiles.

If one fewer person enters the Spirit Martial Great Formation tomorrow to compete for the treasures, then there's one less person to worry about, especially someone with considerable strength like him. If he were to enter, he could become a formidable rival.

"Hmph, doesn't even understand the logic that the bird that sticks its head out gets shot. How can he even survive in the Cultivation World?"

Among the spectators, a middle-aged man with a sly look and a goatee, who was not even six feet tall, sneered with satisfaction, his mustache curving upwards involuntarily.

His name was Huang San, and he was nearing forty this year. Stuck at the Nine Layers of the Spirit Martial Realm, he saw little hope of breaking through to the Dao Palace Realm in this lifetime. That's why he came to try his luck at the Spirit Martial Great Tomb.

After arriving at Spirit Martial City, he became excited upon hearing of the emergence of a Spiritual Treasure and secretly planned to seize the treasure within the Great Tomb.

He dreamed of finding the Spiritual Treasure in the Great Tomb, soaring to the skies, with his cultivation level skyrocketing, and achieving greatness.
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Therefore, he had been covertly observing in the city for several days, subtly tripping up or poisoning several young talents with high potential, or inciting them to fight each other to death. He used every trick in the book to prevent those he saw as threats to his securing the Spiritual Treasure from entering the Spirit Martial Great Tomb.

Just now, it had been him who had led the sarcastic accusations against Qinchuan for indiscriminate killing.

This tactic of using others to eliminate his problems was quite satisfying for him, and he looked around at his cheering peers with arrogance, thinking to himself, "Hmph, with just a little push from me, that kid was buried. I'm truly clever!"

"With my superior strategies, after entering the Spirit Martial Great Tomb tomorrow and taking the Spiritual Treasure, it will be a piece of cake."

Huang San became more and more complacent as he thought about it, his goatee nearly reaching the sky, as if in his mind, the acquisition of the Spiritual Treasure was already a done deal, without a hint of dispute.

But the next moment, the scene before him left him utterly dumbfounded.

There stood Qinchuan, at the center of the oppressive force exerted by the two Dao Palace powerhouses, yet he was completely at ease, not showing the slightest bit of strain. In contrast, Ding Hao at his side and several low-rank martial artists of the Spirit Martial Realm couldn't withstand the intense pressure and knelt down.

Qinchuan casually shook his head, looking at the two with disdain, "Is this level of oppressive force meant to be tickling for this young master?"

With a relaxed air, Qinchuan flicked his ear and said indifferently, "Even if it's meant to tickle me, I find it too weak, you two should go back and cultivate for a few hundred more years before coming back."

"How could this be?!"

Huang San's eyes widened in shock, his jaw nearly dropping to the floor, his face filled with disbelief.

This Qinchuan was only in the Fifth Layer of the Spirit Martial Realm, how could he possibly withstand the combined pressure from two Dao Palace powerhouses?

The other surrounding martial artists were equally stunned, not understanding how Qinchuan had accomplished this feat.

"Could it be that the two protectors were deceived by this young man's sweet talk earlier, and they intentionally let him off?"

However, immediately a martial artist at the center of the encirclement retorted, "Impossible, although we are quite far away, it's obvious that the two lords are going all out."

"Could it then be that this young man possesses a treasure that can resist oppressive forces?" Another spectator suggested.

Once this was said, many others quickly agreed, "That must be it!"

Fang Ying and Fang Jie, the brothers, were also highly bewildered at this point. Having cultivated together for decades with a deep understanding between them, the pressure released by both was in harmony, its power far exceeding the simple sum of one plus one.

Even many martial artists of the Dao Palace Realm found it difficult to counter the pressure released by the two; Qinchuan was just at the Fifth Layer of the Spirit Martial Realm, and the brothers were convinced that he could not possibly stand up to their combined force.

Hearing the speculation of the watching martial artists, the brothers had an epiphany and came to believe that Qinchuan used the power of a magical treasure.

As if they were of one mind, the two brothers shouted in unison, "Hmph, relying on the power of a treasure and yet being so disrespectful to your elders. If you grow to be so arrogant and tyrannical, what will become of us? Since you're so insolent and conceited, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Fang Ying and Fang Jie, the two brothers, saw that their imposing pressure couldn't subdue Qinchuan and shouted in unison, "Watch the palm!"

Next, one on the left and one on the right, they condensed a huge golden palm imprint, aiming it at Qinchuan's shoulders.

The two golden palms, as if cast from gold, contained only a faint intertwining of the Great Dao Principles, but that a cultivator of the Dao Palace Realm could condense the Dao already was extraordinary.

The spectators, feeling the overwhelming momentum of the two palms, couldn't help but step back in unison.

At the same time, a cultivator couldn't help but say, "This kid is done for, resisting law enforcement and angering the two protectors."

"Truly, a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. It was one thing to make trouble in Spirit Martial City, but to resist the City Lord's Mansion as well."

By this time, the onlookers were looking at Qinchuan as if he were already a dead man.

Among them, Huang San was the most excited, as he seemed to have already envisioned the scene of collecting the Spiritual Treasure into his pocket.

Only Qinchuan's face lit up with pleasure, and he chuckled lightly, "Perfect timing. I haven't had a proper chance to test the might of my body since my breakthrough. Today, I'll use you two as practice."

After speaking, Qinchuan's long spear drew a massive circle in the air.

"Swoosh~"

"Swoosh~"

The Innate True Qi within Qinchuan's body rushed through his spinal column at this time, making his entire back emit a dazzling and brilliant light.

The True Qi from his spine and meridians poured out, and Innate True Qi infused in the long spear turned his spear technique into a dragon, swift and agile, fast as the wind.

"Boom——"

The spear thrust out a Dragon's Roar, colliding with one of the golden palm imprints, creating an earth-shattering boom. The golden palm imprint and the spear technique exploded on contact, releasing a burst of splendid divine light. After the dazzling light passed, both disappeared without a trace.

The other palm imprint, unimpeded by reflection, continued to suppress Qinchuan's head with the weight of the Five Great Mountains.

Just as the palm imprint was about to smash down in front of Qinchuan, he exclaimed, "Break——"

He swept his long spear horizontally, a simple but powerful spear technique sweeping towards the palm imprint. Then, it was seen that the long spear broke through the palm imprint as if destroying rotting wood, disintegrating it completely.

"Whew——"

"How is that possible?"

"Did this kid actually block a move from the two protectors!?"

Huang San and the many Spirit Martial Realm cultivators watching all shook violently, their mouths agape in shock, their jaws nearly dropping to the ground.

A martial artist with Fifth Layer Spirit Martial Realm cultivation had forcefully resisted the attack of Dao Palace Realm cultivators, and it was a joint attack from two Dao Palace Realm cultivators no less.

It is known that the Spirit Martial Realm still belongs in the category of martial artists, while the Dao Palace Realm has already connected with heaven and earth, able to transform the Spiritual Energy of the world into Mana stored around the body.

And a martial artist uses only True Qi.

The difference between them is as vast as the difference between the clouds and the mud.

"Could it be that the two protectors went easy on him?"

At this point, the crowd couldn't help but start entertaining this thought simultaneously.