My Informative Cultivation Life

However, he found that no matter what, he could not stir it, even if he burst forth with ten times the ferocity of power, it only turned half a sword body, like an old ox pushing a millstone.

Hmm?

Huang Dao suddenly revealed a look of solemnity.

"It seems I have disappointed you!" Yang Ji grasped the Saint King Sword in hand, a smile appearing on his face.

His Inner World was not merely a simple Inner World, within it was the internal space of the Time Tower. Once Time Imprisonment was executed, all things could be imprisoned. The fact that Huang Dao could still slowly rotate the sword body surprised him, truly worthy of being a genius.

The moves Yang Ji just made were indeed probing, planning before acting, not yet unleashing his most deadly trump card.

Now, having tested out their true strengths, he no longer held back, his palm suddenly turned, and a massive force harshly pulled at the Saint King Sword, striving to draw it into the inner space.

"Old wretch! Dream on taking my Saint King Sword, today you will die here!" Huang Dao's body manifested strange phenomena. The Battle Armor stirred again, attempting to pull out the Saint King Sword and execute a peerless sword technique.

"World Hammer!"

Yang Ji's expression was completely unfazed. His Inner World condensed into a hammer, brutally smashing into the Saint King Sword.

Bang!

The Saint King Sword shook violently, trembling incessantly, as if the Artifact Spirit itself was nearly shattered by the impact, letting out wails of agony.

This move by Yang Ji, condensing the Inner World into forms like "World Seal," "Heaven and Earth Seal," "World Hammer" to attack, had been used previously, but this time it was particularly terrifying.

Because by this time, his Inner World had reached a frightening level. Within the Time Bubble, after tens of thousands of years of Cultivation, the Immortal Peach Tree had long expanded the Inner World to an unimaginable breadth of over six hundred thousand miles.

And its sturdiness was comparable to metal and stone, refined to an extreme degree, entirely shaping it in the direction of the three thousand Great Worlds.

Now condensed into a small "World Hammer," it was practically comparable to an Immortal Artifact. With one brutal shake, even the Saint King Sword was hardly able to bear it.

"This is, Inner World? Why is your Inner World so powerful?" Huang Dao finally showed concern, his eyes flashing with unparalleled shock.

"You also know what terror is! Saint King Sword, Immortal Artifact or not, will likewise be seized by me. Today, none of you shall escape!" Yang Ji showed no mercy, his great hand holding the World Hammer smashed down again. The Saint King Sword buzzed, trembling into a phantom, the Spiritual Artifact already severely damaged.

This tremendous force transmitted out, and Huang Dao could no longer hold onto the Saint King Sword. It slipped from his grasp, snatched up by the Time Tower and suppressed within.

"My Saint King Sword!"

Huang Dao spurted out a mouthful of fresh blood. With those two strikes, he felt his body completely lose connection with the Saint King Sword. From that moment on, he had thoroughly lost this Immortal Artifact and could never recover it.

He was nearly driven to madness. Although he was a peerless genius who early on reached the realm of the Red Dust Immortal, his Cultivation still relied on the Saint King Sword to be fully manifested.

One must know, even the least of Immortal Artifacts are equivalent to ten Red Dust Immortals. Now that he had lost the Saint King Sword, his strength was reduced by more than half.

Immediately, his aura dwindled.

Although he raged, strength was strength, it would not double due to his fury. Having lost the Immortal Artifact, hysterics were futile.

At this moment, he finally knew fear, pulling away with a face full of terror.

Yang Ji's gaze swept across, but he did not immediately give chase, instead, he attacked Saint Radiance.

Besides the hidden "Destiny," "Infinity," "True Rigidity," and other five types of Great Dao, he could now be said to be firing on all cylinders, displaying his full might.

Using the power of the World Force, wrapped in endless True Immortal Laws, he formed a vast hand that reached out. The sky shattered, and the earth cracked, sun and moon lost their light.

Saint Radiance jumped in fright. The large hand hadn't even come close to his body, yet the blood within him began to churn, and he vomited a mouthful of fresh blood that emerged from all his orifices.

"How dare you bully me so!" Saint Radiance, although shocked by Yang Ji's strength, showed no weakness. Empowered by the Saint King Halberd, his entire body radiated a golden War God-like brilliance. He secretly swallowed a "Saint Pill," his Cultivation soaring, aura surging, and with a punch, golden runes appeared on his fist. Those ancient and weathered runes manifested the unique patterns of the Holy Race.

Within those patterns, it seemed as though he connected to some great personality within the Immortal Realm, and a huge force descended from within his body.

"Saint King Fist!"

Saint Radiance threw a punch.

The large hand that Yang Ji had manifested gently lifted and completely crushed it.

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Saint Radiance, having failed to land a punch, was taken aback and hurriedly retreated, shamelessly attempting to escape.

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He knew that even with the "Saint Pill" consumed, the "Saint King Halberd" empowered, and the "Saint King Fist" executed, he couldn't withstand a single strike, and realized that the person before him had become invincible.

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"In my hands, no defeated foe can escape!" Yang Ji's Wings of Time-Space flashed behind him, instantly catching up to Saint Radiance. With a palm infused with World Force, True Immortal Law, and Great Destruction, he slammed fiercely into Saint Radiance's back.

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With a booming explosion, Saint Radiance was blasted apart, and the "Saint King Halberd" that had been covering him also fell off.

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Yang Ji, with a backhanded motion, collected it into the Time Tower, leaving it to be suppressed by Bai Ziqi.

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As for Saint Radiance's blood mist, Yang Ji did not let it go; he grasped it and squeezed savagely until it was half dead before finally sealing it.

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At this moment, Huang Dao's expression changed as he prepared to rush into the hall first and take Bai Bi and the others hostage.

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Yang Ji had been keeping watch over everything around him and wouldn't let him succeed.

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The Wings of Time-Space vibrated, and he instantly caught up with Huang Dao inside the hall. With a palm, he blasted him out like a cannonball, exploding into a cloud of blood mist in the external world.

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Just as Yang Ji was about to further his attack,

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suddenly, from the Sky Firmament above came a deep voice.

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"Fellow Daoist, please show mercy!" Strands of golden energy flowed from the Sky Firmament, and in the blink of an eye, transformed into an elder dressed in golden robes, exuding an aura of strength and dominance.

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"It's the Hall Master!"

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"The Hall Master has returned!"

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"Cheng Bailou has actually come back, interesting, very interesting!"

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"Hall Master! This person has caused great disturbance in our Ancestral Saint Hall, injuring and suppressing many of our members. Please, Hall Master, take action and eradicate him," a member of the Ancestral Saint Hall immediately said.

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"Enough! I am already aware of all that has transpired. The other party is from Taichu Hall; guests should be treated with courtesy. How could you act so rashly? Truly lacking in manners!" Cheng Bailou reprimanded, then bowing to Yang Ji: "Fellow Luo, for Taichu Hall to produce such a distinguished individual is truly remarkable. I am aware of your intentions. How about we sit down and talk?"

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As he spoke, a thunderous sound roared, and two colossal Golden Thrones ascended in the void.

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Cheng Bailou moved and took his seat, then pointing to the other massive Golden Throne, he said, "Fellow Luo, please take a seat."

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"Hmm? What's Cheng Bailou up to? I've never seen him treat anyone with such courtesy before, even offering the Golden Throne. This is quite rare!"

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"Yes, it's strange! He's not one to suffer losses easily. I thought he would use a lethal move as soon as he arrived?"

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"I thought the same. It's unexpected that he's being so polite. What act is he playing?"

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The various Hall Masters watching from all sides began to voice their surprise and skepticism, unable to fathom or discern the situation.

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Such deference was out of character for the Ancestral Saint Hall, as well as for Cheng Bailou himself.

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Yang Ji glanced at the two people above his head, a trace of peculiarity flickering across his expression. After a moment's hesitation, he too took a seat.

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"Hehe, I deeply apologize for the issues with Taichu Hall. I will immediately order the release of Hall Master Bai and the others," Cheng Bailou said to Yang Ji with utmost politeness and a broad smile.

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"..." The Red Dust Immortals were all the more astonished. When was this man ever so easygoing? Could it be that after witnessing Yang Ji's displayed strength, he had become frightened?

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"Hall Master, we cannot release them. Kill them all!" Suddenly, Huang Dao, who had regained his form, cried out.

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"Shut up!" Cheng Bailou's eyes twitched as he glared fiercely.

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"..." Huang Dao was taken aback.

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"Is your prophecy really accurate?" Cheng Bailou, not paying him much attention, was now secretly frowning, communicating with someone through a secret transmission.

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"I am the Prophetic Fish, you must believe my prophecy. If you become enemies with this person, you will meet a very miserable end!" A childish voice emanated from within Cheng Bailou, sending shivers down his spine.

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"Hehe, Fellow Daoist, please enjoy the tea!" Turning back to Yang Ji, the smile on Cheng Bailou's face deepened even further.

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(Thank you to Hanty for the 200 coin reward, love you.)

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