I Can See Your Combat Power-Chapter 946 - 240: Turmoil

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Chapter 946 -240: Turmoil

In the final months of the year 1784, for the commoners living in the Wilderness, there was a particularly different significance. A demon star burst onto the scene, covetous of the Feitian Sect’s gold, seizing dozens of golden statues. The Sect Head of Feitian, the Xiushi Emperor, led the Asura congregation to intercept, but this incited the demon’s ferocity. Not only did he kill all members of Feitian, but he also stormed into the imperial palace, slaughtering the entire bloodline of the Xiushi Clan and piling their heads into an official mound.

The ferocious demon provoked the fury of the heavens, and the Dharma Protector God sent servants to vanquish the demon, only to have their golden bodies smashed. The demon seized the Asura Divine Heart, used hellfire to burn down both the Vedic temple and the royal palace, and a great fire blazed for ten days without end, leaving the Holy City shrouded in black smoke.

The Dharma Protector God, unwilling to abandon the Wilderness to darkness, decreed the clans of Poluo, Shali, and Vaishya to expel the demon. Faced with danger, the three clans accepted the command, formed a sacred army, and ultimately expelled the demon head.

By this time, Indra’s realm had become ruins. The Poluo clan began to rebuild the temple, the Shali clan started to reorganize the military administration and taxation, and the Vaishya arranged for the city’s commoners to rebuild their homes.

Since then, the Wilderness finally regained peace, and the clans of Poluo, Shali, and Vaishya were revered as the three sacred clans of the Wilderness.

Later, Buddha’s Country in Zhongzhou also declared that the demon Mura who had descended to the world was not Longxi’s Pride, Tang Luo, but the Devil Lord Gouchen who had severed both arms of the Victorious Venerable Liaoyin.

The Living Buddha of the Esoteric Sect even asked the Dutian Heavenly King to spare no effort in tracking down Gouchen’s whereabouts, seeking revenge for Victorious Venerable Liaoyin and restoring the Esoteric Sect’s dignity.

Of course, Tang Luo was unaware of this; he was eagerly hastening toward Longxi. After all, if news of his absence from Longxi were to leak, it would be easy for people to associate him with Gouchen. Therefore, he had to make a public appearance as soon as possible to completely sever any connection with Gouchen.

Considering the timing, because of Wang Chan’s hype, the first batch of people headed to Longxi to challenge him should be arriving soon. When they did, he merely had to show his face. Even without taking action, he could consider this matter settled.

At this moment, Tang Luo was still unaware of the storm he had inadvertently stirred up in the world.

Buddha’s Country, Zhongzhou, Diamond Mountain

Victorious Venerable Liaoyin was gravely injured, and the remaining venerables of the Esoteric Sect gathered together in a severely tense atmosphere.

With the Living Buddha absent, the assembly was conducted by the most senior in the Esoteric Sect, Liaoyin, who presided. Seated at the head, Venerable Zhi amiably asked the gathered, “Who can break through Liaoyin brother’s Eight Auspicious Symbols and even spit out the Divine Sword to cleave through the Diamond Arhat? Do any of the junior brothers have a clue?”

“We are all brothers of the Esoteric Sect. Why be so cautious, brother? In my view, this evasive fellow must undoubtedly be an alien from the Xu Clan!”

As the youngest venerable, Zhan Wei had always taken Victorious Venerable Liaoyin as his model. Seeing Liaoyin so severely wounded, Venerable Fen angrily said, “Merely with pure Blood Fiend energy, it is impossible to sever brother Liaoyin’s arms. The truly formidable part is this technique of manifesting swords from breath. And to easily break apart the Diamond Arhat’s Dharma Body with swordsmanship, other than the Xu Clan, I can’t imagine anyone else capable!”

“Is junior brother too hasty in pinning this on the Xu Clan just by a single Blood River Sword Qi?” Venerable Fa Liaosi opened his half-closed eyes and spoke somberly, “While it is true that the world’s great swordsmanship comes from Yuanzhou, it does not mean that the Xu Clan is the world’s only swordsmanship expert. Martial Saint Mountain, Tianan Wang Family, and Penglai’s Mo Family all have skilled swordsmen. I rather think that this person’s style bears a resemblance to the divine grace of the Wang Family. It seems once again these meddlers have come to stir trouble!”

Yuanzhou, Ying City Sword Pavilion

The Sword Saints of Middle Ying City gathered together, circulating intelligence acquired from the Dutian Heavenly King’s patrol.

Religious factions and sacred sites across the land had all pointed the origin of this Devil Lord Gouchen to the Xu Clan of Yuanzhou.

However, upon repeated inquiry by the Sword Master, it was confirmed that this affair wasn’t related to any blood member of the Xu Clan, for no records suggested any of them had forged a black orb soul!

It was clear that someone was targeting the Xu Clan. The incident of Yuanzhou suppressing Buddha’s Country had just passed, and the tension between Yuanzhou and Buddha’s Country had not yet eased when someone stirred up trouble again. This caught the attention of the upper echelons of the Xu Clan.

All the Sword Masters from Ying City’s Sword Pavilion attended, and their purpose was to determine the Xu Clan’s stance on the matter.

“Swordsmen of Yuanzhou have always clashed with the bald monks of Buddha’s Country, but there is absolutely no reason for us to be used by others. By finding Gouchen, it’s not about showing weakness to Buddha’s Country, but to let the people behind him know that anyone who attempts to exploit the long sword of the Xu Clan must be prepared to have their heads chopped off!”

Deep in Longyuan of Zhongzhou

The ashen-faced Bone Taoist knelt before a towering throne: “Tower Master, it is because of this Devil Lord Gouchen that the plan to plant the Buddha’s heart and grow the devil has failed. Now he is against the whole world, with Zhongzhou’s Buddha’s Country, Yuanzhou’s Xu Clan, Tianan Wang Family, and even Martial Saint Mountain declaring their intent to coordinate with the Dutian Heavenly King in hunting him down. It seems that his roots will soon be exposed. Shall we add fuel to the fire?”

Feng You lifted his head, coughing and chuckling: “Once Gouchen is driven to a desperate end, he will have no choice but to join Blood Tower. At that time, Blood Tower will gain a great general, wouldn’t that be wonderful.”

In Lanshan City of Longxi, an additional memorial archway and a stele had appeared.

The larger one stood at the city’s entrance, inscribed with the words “Benevolence and Righteousness Last Forever,” with Wang Patrol’s seal notably prominent at the signing.

The stele was placed directly in front of Tang Martial Arts Hall, detailing the life of Tang Luo, the Pride of Longxi, and the words “First Divine Child of Ten Thousand Clans.”

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Bandits are drawn by profit, martial artists covet fame; who, after decades of arduous cultivation, would not want to be known throughout the land? Although each pride of heaven would humbly say, “There is always someone better, there is always a higher mountain,” deep down, they all believe themselves to be the strongest. Now that the Dutian Heavenly King on his tour deemed a twenty-year-old the “First Divine Child of Ten Thousand Clans,” it naturally made countless scions of the martial world unconvinced!

The title of champion of the youth martial arts convention in Longzhou sounded impressive, but before him, there were nineteen others who were unparalleled in their time.

Moreover, the Longzhou martial arts convention held little deterrence for the scions of the noble families from Zhongzhou.

Since the construction of the archway and the stele, Lanshan City had seen an influx of unwelcome guests.

They were from Zhongzhou, having travelled long distances to challenge the “First Divine Child of Ten Thousand Clans.” Among them, many had even yet to reach Fierce Realm and were still at the pinnacle of shedding their mundanity, yet they also dreamed of making a name for themselves in a single battle.

Chang Le, as the manager of the chief magistrate’s mansion in Lanshan City, had the daily important task of conveying the message that Tang Luo was in closed-door cultivation, thereby rejecting the challengers’ requests.

But such rejections were scoffed at by these challengers from Zhongzhou; they simply did not believe in a twenty-year-old fighter of the Fierce Realm and refused to give up until they saw Tang Luo in person.

This group of challengers from Zhongzhou gathered daily at the gates of the chief magistrate’s mansion, becoming the biggest source of excitement in Lanshan City, until the day the second son of the chief magistrate, Tang Xing, returned home.

“My brother has had realizations after his fight with Wang Chan and he is in retreat. He really has no time to bother with you riff-raff,” the handsome second son, Tang Xing, coolly told the challengers in front of the magistrate’s mansion gates. “You want to challenge him, right? Get past me first.”

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