Chapter 248: The True Strength of a Snake-level and a Martial Saint! (1)
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“The fiendish qi of a Martial Saint Martial Artist is indeed not simple!” Han Zhao walked out of the He County’s door, still recalling He Wuji’s short attack.
Even through the Connate Astral Qi’s defensive Qi barrier, he could feel the terrifying fiendish qi in the other party’s palm.
This was different from the Yin energy that he was used to. When his body absorbed too much Yin energy, he would only feel a faint coldness because he had Pure Yang True Qi and Extreme Yang True Qi to protect his body.
More Yin energy would be stored and absorbed by the Essence Soul Bead without affecting his body.
When Extreme Yang True Qi circulated at full force, he would activate the Vajra Protection. A terrifying heat that seemed to be burned by flames would also appear in his body.
However, in terms of the quality of his true qi and the terrifying level of the fiendish qi he had sensed just now, he felt that his true qi was inferior to He
Wuji’s. Moreover, the difference was not small.
“This He Wuji is an expert!”
This was the first time he had faced a Martial Saint, so he had a rough understanding of this realm.
Every time he challenged a higher realm with a lower realm, it was a risk.
Those who could cultivate to a high realm would always have a few life-saving or desperate abilities. None of them could be underestimated.
“Next, I have to wait for the Nine Nether Mansion’s Guardian to arrive.” Han Zhao thought to himself.
He did not know He Wuji’s trump card, so it was safer to wait for Xing Chen to severely injure him before being the oriole.
“My early arrival might affect the results of the simulation. This is also a problem. I have to inform the Spirit Guardian first and constantly increase my
‘value’.”
After dealing with Xing Chen, he would consider breaking through to the Qilin Ranking.
On the surface, the Furious Flood Dragon Gang relied on the Qi family, but the only person who could really help him was Qi Xuanming. They could be considered friends now.
At most, he would add another half, and that would be Qi Yuntian.
If Han Zhao really used all his methods, Qi Xuanming would probably not be his match now. What could be effective was Qi Xuanming’s identity.
However, there would always be experts who did not buy it. Most of them had to rely on themselves.
“If only saber qi could condense and accumulate like sword qi and be stored in advance.” Han Zhao sighed with emotion and took out the Severing Karma Saber from the Sumeru Pouch.
There was no doubt about the power of the Sword Drawing Technique. Before learning the peerless saber technique, he had treated it as his ultimate move. However, after he learned the Purgatory Style, the Sword Drawing Technique was not enough.
If the Purgatory Style could not deal with an enemy, the Sword Drawing Technique might not be effective.
The sword qi was sharp, condensed, and relatively stable.
The saber qi was sharp, domineering, and ruthless. It was difficult to control.
“If I can store the Purgatory Style saber qi in the Severing Karma Saber in advance, I can catch them off guard during the battle and release it instantly. Not many people will be able to react.”
Han Zhao muttered softly.
Buzz buzz buzz!
At this moment, as if he understood Han Zhao’s words, the Severing Karma Saber in his hand trembled slightly.
“You’re saying that storing the Purgatory Style is feasible?”
Sensing the meaning conveyed by the Severing Karma Saber, Han Zhao’s eyes lit up.
“Let’s go back and try!”
Han Zhao quickly rushed to Guanglin District.
As soon as he returned to Xu Ling’s mansion, he was pulled away by her to spar.
Helpless, Han Zhao threw the Severing Karma Saber back into the Sumeru Pouch.
The two of them communicated behind closed doors in broad daylight.
A month was neither slow nor fast.
Han Zhao had already stored the Purgatory Style into the Severing Karma Saber.
Although the power was not as good as what he released after accumulating saber qi, the key was that it could be instantaneous and was very suitable for sneak attacks.
Especially when he suddenly attacked in close combat, it was impossible to guard against.
The only strange thing was that Lu Yingxuan and Zhang Mudie had been out for so long and had yet to return.
However, Han Zhao’s previous simulation did not show that they were in danger, so he was not particularly worried.
Compared to his carefree life of cultivating during the day and sparring at night, the He family, which used to be glorious, was not doing well.
The notice from the Abysmal Prefecture had long been issued.
Today was the day the three Guardians of Nine Nether Mansion, Xing Chen, arrived.
Early in the morning, the He family’s ancestor, He Wuji, and the City Lord, He Tianran, waited quietly in the living room. They informed the family that the door was open and no one was allowed to stop them.
At the same time, they secretly set up ambushes around the courtyard where the living room was and set up all kinds of armor-piercing crossbows.
Among them was the Demon Breaking Arrow specially developed by the Imperial Court to deal with demons. It could greatly weaken the protective demonic energy of demons.
However, even after waiting for the sky to turn completely dark, the Nine Nether Mansion’s Guardian did not appear.
“Ancestor, are the Guardians of Nine Nether Mansion really that terrifying?” He Tianran stood in the living room and could not help but ask when he saw He Wuji pacing back and forth with a solemn expression.
“The Qi family of the Five Great Surnames is behind the Spirit Guardians. Even so, they can’t completely destroy the Nine Nether Mansion. Do you think it’s not terrifying to be a Guardian in an evil organization like the Nine Nether Mansion that’s filled with demons and anomalous creatures?” He Wuji said in a low voice.
“Then why didn’t we inform the Spirit Guardians to deal with him?” He Tianran asked.
“Inform the Spirit Guardian. If he escapes, the He family will be exterminated!” He Wuji sighed. “This Guardian Xing Chen’s main body is unknown. I only know that he’s extremely good at using poison and once poisoned a Three Fiend Martial Saint!”
“What? A Three Fiend Martial Saint?!” He Tianran was shocked. A Three Fiend Martial Saint was a dividing line between Fiend Condensation Realm experts. From this stage, martial artists could condense Lesser Divine Powers through the Seed of Divine Power.
If the cultivation technique he cultivated was powerful enough, a Martial Saint who had condensed a Lesser Divine Power would not be afraid of demons of the same level at all..