[Wuxia] The Jade Bow and the Cloud Sea (Complete) - 24

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In Chapter 34 of Liang Yusheng's *The Jade Bow and the Clouds*

, Xin Yinong, filled with shame and anger, was too exhausted to fight any longer and could only silently help Qi Tianle back.
It was dusk, the setting sun like blood. Cao Jin'er's side had suffered several defeats, and everyone was dejected. Jiang Nan whispered
to , "If Master Jin doesn't come out soon, things will really be bad!" Tang Jingtian was also secretly wondering,
thinking, "If the person who secretly instructed Bing'e just now was Jin Shiyi, he should have already appeared. Could Jin Shiyi really be dead
?"
Master Jin Guang stood up and slowly said, "Benefactor Meng, Ruoxiu was just fortunate to receive a palm strike from you. Now I will experience
your unparalleled skill again!" He didn't make any running or movement, but after saying just these few words, he was already at the center of the arena.
Master Jin Guang and Master Tong Chan were both titans of the martial arts world, equally renowned. For decades, they had never fought anyone. Their
appearance was truly extraordinary. Instantly, all eyes were on him, and everyone's tension was palpable. If
Master Tong Chan had already made a bet with Meng Shentong at the start of the match, he would have been at a slight disadvantage. If Master Jin Guang were to lose to Meng Shentong in
this , it would likely be Master Tong Chan's last duel, and he would not be able to hold out much longer. Therefore, this
duel between Master Jin Guang and Meng Shentong was not only a matter of honor for the Central Plains martial arts world, but also a battle for survival!
Meng Shentong said, "Master, you are a highly respected figure in the martial arts world. I am deeply honored by your instruction. If my skills are
lacking
, I humbly request your guidance." His right palm traced a half-circle as he slowly extended it. But as he uttered the words "guidance," the force of his palm suddenly intensified, becoming as swift as thunder. Though his words were extremely polite, this strike was utterly merciless. He was determined to test Master Jinguang's skill, employing
a
balanced approach of softness and strength—the Prajna Divine Skill, even more powerful than the Vajra Palm he had used against Xin Qi and the other two, which relied solely on masculine force. Master Jinguang stood firm as a mountain. After Meng Shentong received the strike, his left palm also traced a half-circle, seemingly effortlessly plucking
Meng Shentong. Yet, Meng Shentong trembled like a tree branch in the wind, staggering back three steps. The Emei disciples erupted
in cheers .
Master Jinguang was over seventy years old. He had been a monk since childhood, diligently practicing the authentic internal martial arts of Emei. The accumulated
skill was far beyond the ordinary. Although Meng Shentong had obtained half of Qiao Beiming's martial arts manual, it had only been three years since then. In terms of
the purity and depth of his internal energy, Master Jinguang was slightly superior.
But before the scream had even subsided, Meng Shentong's second palm strike came. Master Jinguang's attack was accompanied by a strong wind, and although it was said to be the most powerful
Vajra Palm, he still used the Cloud-Sweeping Hand to counter it, adding even more internal energy than before. The moment their palms touched, Meng Shentong's powerful force suddenly
vanished without a trace, and in a flash, it transformed into a palm force carrying the ninth level of the Asura Yin Sha Gong, changing from pure Yang to pure Yin.
His palm was indescribably cold, and that Yin Sha Qi invaded Master Jinguang's body in that instant.
To find someone with the Vajra Prajna Palm Force and Asura Yin Sha Skill of Meng Shentong's caliber was already unparalleled in the martial arts world.
Even more impressive was his ability to instantly switch between these two completely different martial arts. Therefore, even with
Master Jin Guang's profound skill, he couldn't help but be shocked. Although he immediately used his protective divine skill to disperse the cold poison in his body,
he was already injured.
Master Jin Guang retreated three steps, his footing unsteady. The Yin Sha howled, and the cold tide corroded his bones. Meng Shentong's second palm strike was already upon him.
Master eyebrows furrowed, and he said in a deep voice, "Benefactor Meng has been relentlessly pressuring me. I'll gladly give you these few withered bones!" Their palms
clashed, the sound like thunder. Suddenly, both men froze on the spot, like two stone statues!
It turned out that Master Jin Guang had already resolved to sacrifice himself. After receiving Meng Shentong's palm strike, he knew that with his skill,
he could at most withstand two blows from Meng Shentong's ninth level of the Asura Yin Sha Gong. He was not confident in his ability to defend against the fourth blow, and
he would inevitably be seriously injured by the fifth. Given his status, he could only fight to the death and could never bow down and admit defeat to Meng Shentong. Therefore
, when he received Meng Shentong's second blow, he channeled all his life's power into his palm. His Taiqing Qi
Gong , was extraordinary. Meng Shentong felt an extremely strong suction force emanating from the palm of his opponent, and in his haste, he could not break
free!
Meng Shentong's heart skipped a beat, but he said calmly, "Master, you flatter me. It is you who have forced me to ask you for your blessing!"
In the martial arts world, asking someone to "bless" you means entrusting your life to them. However, Meng Shentong's words were ironic. He meant
that Master Jin Guang had forced him to fight to the death, so the only outcome would be the survival of the strong and the death of the weak. If he lost, he would die without regret; if he won
, he would never spare Master Jin Guang's life.
Upon hearing this, the martial arts masters from various schools were all greatly shocked. They saw hot white
steam rising from Master Jin Guang's head. What was remarkable was that he could suddenly switch between two completely different martial arts styles in an instant. Therefore,
even with Master Jin Guang's profound skill, he couldn't help but be shocked. Although he immediately used his protective divine skill to disperse the cold poison in his body,
he had already suffered a vital injury.
Master Jin Guang retreated three steps, his footing unsteady. A chilling aura swept through him, a bone-deep cold wave emanating from him. Meng Shentong's second palm strike was already upon him.
Master straightened his shoulders and said in a deep voice, "Benefactor Meng, you've pressed me so relentlessly. I'll offer you these few withered bones of mine!" Their palms
clashed, the sound like thunder. Suddenly, both men froze on the spot, like two stone statues!
It turned out that Master Jin Guang had already resolved to sacrifice himself. After receiving Meng Shentong's first palm strike, he knew that with his skill, he
could only withstand three strikes at most against Meng Shentong's ninth level of the Asura Hidden Fiend Technique. He wasn't confident he could defend against the fourth, and
the fifth would inevitably result in serious injury. Given his status, he could only fight to the death; he absolutely could not bow down and admit defeat to Meng Shentong. Therefore,
when he received Meng Shentong's second palm strike, he channeled all his life's power into his palm. His Taiqing Qi
Gong , was no ordinary technique. Meng Shentong felt an extremely strong suction force emanating from the other's palm, and in his haste, he couldn't break
free.
A chill ran through him, but he said calmly, "Master, you flatter me. It is you who have forced me to ask you for your help!"
In the martial arts world, asking someone to "help" means entrusting one's life to them. However, Meng Shentong's words were ironic; he meant
that Master Jinguang had forced him to fight to the death, so the only outcome would be the survival of the strong and the death of the weak. If he lost, he would die without regret; if he won
, he would never spare Master Jinguang's life.
Upon hearing this, the martial arts masters from various schools were all greatly shocked. They saw hot white
steam rising from Master Jinguang's head, and Meng Shentong's face gradually changed from blue to purple, and from purple to black—his Asura Yin Sha Gong had reached its strongest power.
Signs! Master Tongchan, Xin Yinong, Tang Jingtian, and others noticed that the white mist above Master Jinguang's head was growing thicker, indicating that his
pure Yang energy was being depleted more and more. Judging from this, Master Jinguang was clearly showing signs of defeat.
Although Master Jinguang's Taiqing Qigong had reached an unparalleled level, in terms of pure internal strength, Meng Shentong was no
match for him. However, Meng Shentong's Shura Gong was the most vicious and evil martial art. Throughout history,
apart , no one else had reached the ninth level. Yin Sha Qi was continuously invading Master Jinguang's body,
powerfully opening about thirty-six of his major acupoints. Therefore, Master Jinguang had to both circulate his energy to defend against the Yin Sha Qi and resist
Meng Shentong's weakening, he was clearly outmatched, facing imminent danger!
Although Meng Shentong had the upper hand, he was secretly groaning. Master Jinguang's skill was far beyond his expectations.
He had used the ninth level of the Asura Yin Sha Technique, and after nearly the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, although he felt Master Jinguang's internal energy gradually
weakening , it was not yet exhausted, and his palms were still warm. Meng Shentong's fear was not that he couldn't defeat Master Jinguang,
but that if he were to fight Master Tongchan after killing Master Jinguang, he would have no chance of winning. Master Jinguang's
use of Taiqing Qi Gong to fight Meng Shentong head-on was precisely for this purpose: to sacrifice himself to weaken
the power , so that Master Tongchan could succeed.
After a while, the white mist above Master Jin Guang's head grew thicker and thicker, and the two figures seemed to be shrouded in a thick fog.
The sun had already set, and twilight was falling. Those with poor eyesight could hardly see clearly, but everyone present
felt tense, their eyes darting about, as if they could hear a pin drop.
In this extreme silence, Jiang Nan suddenly exclaimed "Eh!" Tang Jingtian followed his gaze and
saw several unnamed wildflowers slowly blooming in the weeds beside them. The petals were red and white,
exceptionally beautiful. A breeze carried a strange fragrance, seemingly carrying a faint smell of blood, yet it also made people feel
lazy and inexplicably comfortable
. Jiang Nan's exclamation drew the attention of everyone else. Near and far, under the trees and in the weeds, countless
such strange flowers were blooming. Looking at them, it was like a red cloud rising on the ground, reflecting the sunset in the sky,
making it even more dazzling!
Most flowers bloom during the day, and it's extremely rare for one to bloom after dusk. How much more unusual are these strange
flowers, blooming all over the mountains and fields! This strange phenomenon immediately puzzled the hundreds of experts from Shuangli, leaving them
dumbfounded and diverting their attention from the life-or-death duel between Master Jinguang and Meng Shentong.
Chen Tianyu suddenly cried out, "Oh no! This is the Devil's Flower!" Tang Jingtian said, "That's right, it's the Asura Flower! Everyone,
please hold your breath and open your acupoints!" It turns out that there is a flower called the Asura Flower in the Himalayas.
The fragrance emitted by this flower can make one's muscles and bones weak. It was first discovered by an Indian ascetic. In Sanskrit, "Asura" means demon, so he named
this flower "Asura Flower." Years ago, the Nepalese royal advisor used this
"Devil's Flower" to render the guards unconscious when he abducted Nian Gengyao's son from Lhasa prison. Four years ago, in the spring, Zhina sneaked into Chen Tianyu's house and also used the Devil's Flower to render Chu Ping
unconscious before inserting a poisoned arrow into her heart. Therefore, after smelling this strange fragrance, Tang and Chen immediately concluded that it must be the Devil's
Flower. However, although they could determine that it was the Devil's Flower, they were still greatly puzzled!
It is known that the summit of the Himalayas is the coldest place in the world. This flower is named "Devil's Flower" not only because
its fragrance can make people weak and powerless, but also because it can only
grow . However, it is now March, and the snow on Mangshan Mountain has long since melted. Yet, this Devil's Flower
has suddenly bloomed all over the mountainside at dusk. Isn't that a strange thing?
Tang and Chen had no time to think about it. The fragrance of this Devil's Flower is most intense when it first blooms, and it
is blooming all over the mountainside. It is
incomparable Even Tang
Jingtian felt a little dizzy after inhaling this fragrance, and the others were even more intoxicated.
Tang Jingtian thought to himself, "This must be Meng Shentong's doing!" But looking around, his followers all seemed drunk
. Jin Richan cursed, "Cao Jin'er, what are you playing at?" He brandished his gleaming, strange staff and
rushed out from the crowd. Tang Jingtian was even more astonished. Since Meng Shentong's people were also injured, could there be a third party secretly causing trouble?
This person could make the Demon Flower bloom in Mangshan, so he must be even more powerful than Meng Shentong! Just as
this thought crossed his mind, he suddenly heard Ling Xiaozi from Meng Shentong's side shout, "Brother Jin, beware of ambushes!" In that instant,
a white shadow swept past Jin Richan's head. Jin Richan swung his staff, and before he could even see what it was, his tiger's mouth felt as if it had been pierced
by iron nails . He cried out in pain, and the lightning staff flew out of his hand! It turned out that the person who flew over his head was wearing spiked shoes. Before he could even strike with his
lightning rod, he was kicked by the newcomer!
Tang Jingtian was greatly surprised and exclaimed, "Where did this woman come from? Just based on her lightness skill, she's no less
than !" Ji Xiaofeng leaped into the air and threw three poisonous death nails. The woman's movements were indescribably fast. Even Ji Xiaofeng's
superb lightness skill couldn't catch up with her in a hurry. The three death nails hit her back. No one knew what kind of evil
technique , but with three loud thuds, the three death nails bounced back and embedded themselves in the trunk of an old pine tree.
Apart from a very few martial arts masters, everyone else only saw two white shadows chasing each other in the air. In the blink of an eye, they arrived at
the center of the arena. Meng Shentong and Master Jinguang were still like two stone statues, motionless, seemingly oblivious to the strange
phenomena .
Ji Xiaofeng cried out, "Master, be careful!" Before he finished speaking, a "bang" was heard, and a ball of fire was about to
explode between Meng Shentong and Master Jin Guang. Instantly, countless tiny, hair-like lights flashed in the smoke! Jiang Nan shouted, "Miss Li,
it's you! Where is Master Jin?"
This girl was none other than Li Shengnan. She was
the one The weapon Li Shengnan used was the most vicious hidden weapon passed down in her Li family secrets—the Poison Mist Golden Needle Fire Bullet. During her three years on the deserted island, she
practiced the first half of Qiao Beiming's secret manual with Jin Shiyi. Her martial arts skills were now far superior to what they used to be. The handful of tiny, hair-like plum
blossom , when released by her internal energy, also had a hissing sound as they pierced the air.
Amidst the billowing smoke, Meng Shentong roared, and in an instant, the smoke and fire vanished. Master Jin Guang's attire was burned
in several places, and the beams were covered with glittering plum blossom needles. Meng Shentong, however, was unharmed. The two retreated to opposite sides, now
six or seven zhang apart.
Jiang Nan cried out, "Oh no, oh no! She's not helping us! She, she, she—" All the actions were swift as
lightning . Before Jiang Nan could finish speaking, Ji Xiaofeng was already behind Li Shengnan, thrusting her sword forward. Li Shengnan didn't even turn her head, but with
a "clang," Ji Xiaofeng's sword tip pierced her back, rebounding and bending, rendering it unusable. Ji Xiaofeng
was utterly shocked. His skill was now nearly at the level of a first-rate master, yet his sword had struck
Li Shengnan 's vital point in the back, leaving him unable to harm her. How could he not panic? He thought to himself, "She's found someone invulnerable to blades and spears; isn't
she even more powerful than my master?" Little did he know that Li Shengnan had used the jade box containing Qiao Beiming's books to create two protective mirrors for
her chest and back. Ordinary swords and blades couldn't even scratch her.
Li Shengnan flicked her sleeve, sending Ji Xiaofeng tumbling three zhang away. Ignoring him, she
ran . At this moment, Jiang Nan finished speaking the last few words. Tang Jingtian had heard that she had deceived Ji Qinmei, and now he saw her injure
Master . Unaware of the deep-seated hatred between Li Shengnan and Meng Shentong, and how Li Shengnan was willing to use any means to avenge herself, thus harming innocent bystanders
, he feared she might strike again and injure Master Jin Guang. Without hesitation, he immediately rushed out. Several
experts from Meng Shentong's side also rushed out one after another.
Meng Shentong shouted, "Well, so it's you!" He assumed the person hiding in the shadows was Li Shengnan. Seeing her
skill , although he knew she must have practiced half of Gao Beiming's martial arts manual, he also knew Li Shengnan's original martial arts foundation was weak
. He was less wary of her than of Jin Shiyi. Upon seeing her approach, he immediately used the "Heavenly Net Step" footwork, his figure flashing as he approached from
the side the blink of an eye, a flash of cold light appeared, and Li Shengnan dodged, drew her sword, and attacked—three
movements in total. The movement was swift and indescribable!
This sword belonging to Li Shengnan was one of the three treasures left behind by Qiao Beiming (the other three being a jade box containing books and a white jade divine bow). Originally
worn by Jin Shiyi, it was now given to her because Jin Shiyi wanted Li Shengnan to take revenge herself. This sword was made of underwater
metal
, as thin as paper and exceptionally sharp. Meng Shentong, seeing the golden light emerge from its sheath, felt a jolt in his heart! With a sharp "clang,"
Meng Shentong used his Prajna Divine Skill, flicking a finger against the sword's spine. Although Li Shengnan had practiced half of the martial arts manual, her skill was still far
inferior She immediately felt a jolt in her heart, as if a thousand-pound weight was pressing on her chest, making her extremely short of breath. Fortunately, Meng Shentong had previously fought with Master Jin Guang
, reducing his skill by twenty percent; otherwise, this flick would have been enough to injure Li Shengnan's internal organs!
Both moved with lightning speed. Using the force of a sudden leap, Li Shengnan soared into the air, a streak of azure
light flashing like a rainbow across the sky. Meng Shentong, though unharmed, had his long beard shaving
short by the sword's gleam. Simultaneously, as he used his Prajna Divine Skill, the fragrance of the Devil Flower invaded his senses, causing him to feel a
surge of unease . He quickly exhaled, releasing his pent-up energy. In that instant, Li Shengnan landed several feet away, within arm
's reach of Master Jin Guang.
Seeing her approach Master Jin Guang, Tang Jingtian had no time to think. A beam of Heavenly Mountain Divine Light shot towards her with a whooshing sound.
Li Shengnan sneered, slashing her sword and cleaving the beam in two. The divine light of Tianshan was harder than refined copper, greatly surprising Tang Jingtian.
In the blink of an eye, a flash of blue light appeared, and Li Shengnan was already before him. With a cold laugh, she said, "I'll test your
Tianshan swordsmanship!" Tang Jingtian unleashed the move "Mysterious Bird Drawing Sand," his Youlong sword circling outwards. The two
swords clashed with a resounding clang, sparks flying. Li Shengnan's sword gleamed coldly, while Tang Jingtian's Youlong sword suffered a chipped edge. Tang Jingtian froze,
before he could unleash his second move, a sudden gust of cold wind assaulted his face, chilling him to the bone, stinging his eyes. His grip loosened, and Li Shengnan had
snatched . It turned out that Li Shengnan had used the Xuan Yin Finger technique, equivalent to the fifth level of the Shura Yin Sha Gong
.
With a flick of her finger, she unleashed a chilling wind. Although Tang Jingtian could withstand it, the distance was too close, and the chilling wind blinded him. Therefore, although his skill was no less than Li Shengnan's, she disarmed him within two moves. Li Shengnan slid past Tang Jingtian
, casually taking his sword hilt as well.
Master Jin Guang opened his eyes wide and asked, "Are you a descendant of the Li family?" The old woman shook her head, and plum blossom needles nailed to the frame fell
like rain. Her Taiqing Qi Gong was unparalleled in the world; although the frame was covered with plum blossom needles, not a single one could pierce her flesh.
Li Shengnan said, "Master has already revealed my origins, so please forgive my earlier offense. This pill can cure the Demon Flower Poison. I
have wronged you, Master, and offer this medicine as atonement." She flicked the pill away. Master Jinguang said, "Very well, I believe you!" He took the pill
and swallowed it. Normally, with Master Jinguang's skill, he would be immune to all evil and wouldn't need the pill. However, because of his battle with Meng Shentong,
his vital energy was greatly damaged. Although the fragrance of the Demon Flower still couldn't poison him, he had to distract himself to resist it. If others had his status and martial arts,
they might have hesitated to accept the antidote from a junior, fearing it would be a loss of face. But he was a highly accomplished monk and wouldn't care about others' reputation.
To focus on healing and dealing with the crisis, he readily accepted Li Shengnan's favor. Seeing all the strange things
happening one after another, he vaguely sensed that a huge storm was about to break!
At this moment, the experts on Meng Shentong's side were already chasing after Li Shengnan from all directions. Chen Tianyu and his wife, seeing that she had taken Tang Jingtian
's sword, also rushed out to help. In this chaotic situation, both sides regarded Li Shengnan as an enemy. Ling Xiaozi
was the first to catch up. With a flick of his whisk, he launched a move called "Ten Thousand Joints Cleaving the Heart" at Li Shengnan's back acupoint.
Ling Xiaozi was a renowned master of the Quanzhen Sect. On Meng Shentong's side, besides Meng Shentong, he was the strongest in martial arts.
With a flick of his whisk, each strand was straight and sharp as a silver needle or arrow. Li Shengnan swung her sword backhand, a flash of cold light, severing a tuft of whisk tails.
Suddenly, she felt her sword sink. It turned out that the hilt of the sword had been entangled by his whisk tails. The whisk's tip was made of black gold silk, and
in an instant, it transformed from a colossal bronze to a silken softness that could only be achieved with extremely refined internal energy. Li Shengnan, slightly
underestimating , almost suffered a great loss. Fortunately, her internal energy had reached a level of complete control; sensing danger, she immediately
condensed her inner strength at the tip of her sword, instantly making the paper-thin sword incredibly heavy. Ling Xiaozi, despite his efforts to seize her sword, couldn't budge it. Li Shengnan
turned to the side, intending to use her Xuan Yin Finger technique to win, but Yang Chifu, Jin Richan, and others from Meng Shentong's side...
Upon arriving, Master Jin Guang raised an eyebrow and said calmly, "Brother Ling Xiao, your skill is truly impressive! Let me take a move from you, so that Miss Li
and Benefactor Yang can test their martial arts." With a breath, the dust clinging to Li Shengnan's sword hilt instantly dispersed. Ling
Xiao, surprised that Master Jin Guang still possessed such power after his injury, hurriedly said, "I dare not!" and withdrew his whisk,
retreating .
Li Shengnan sneered, "You've gotten off easy, you stinking Taoist priest!" With a swing of her sword, a series of sharp, slicing
sounds rang out. Yang Chifu's longsword was cut in two, and Jin Ridan's lightning rod was chipped. Jin Ridan, recognizing the danger, took the
blow and immediately dodged. Yang Chifu, having just used "Heaven-Mending Ointment" to mend his broken bones, was unable to jump nimbly and was kicked in the ribs by Li Shengnan
.
Li Shengnan fought her way out of the encirclement and ran into Chen Tianyu and his wife. Her eyes widened, and she suddenly laughed, "You've come too
?" She sheathed her sword, leaped forward, and simultaneously seized the couple's pressure points with both hands. While Chen Tianyu and his wife were no
slouch Li Shengnan's movements were indescribably fast and extremely unpredictable. Before they could even draw their swords,
she had them immobilized. Jiang Nan cried out, "Oh no, oh no! Miss Li, how could you even
fight ?"
Before Jiang Nan could finish speaking, Li Shengnan had already released her grip, laughing, "For the sake of the World Heritage Site, I'll give you two
pills ." She pinched Chen Tianyu's cheek with her left hand and You Ping's cheek with her right, causing their mouths to open simultaneously. Li Shengnan
swiftly inserted the pills, gently pushed them open, and said, "Go." This released their pressure points at the same time. By the time they
regained their footing , Li Shengnan was already on the other side of the lawn.
Chen Tianyu and his wife, whose skills were slightly weaker, felt a bit limp and lacking in energy after inhaling the fragrance of the Devil Flower, though not to the point of intoxication
. This was partly why they were subdued by Li Shengnan so easily. Now, after being
forced , it was as if they had drunk an antidote; the dizziness vanished instantly,
and they felt refreshed. The two felt both ashamed and surprised, thinking to themselves, "Judging from her tone, she said it was 'for the sake of Shiyi,' could Jin Shiyi really still be alive
?"
From the time the Devil Flower bloomed and Li Shengnan suddenly appeared until now, she had lost to Meng Shentong, defeated Ling Xiaozi, Jin
Ridan, and many other masters, and given medicine to Master Jin Guang and Chen Tianyu and his wife. Although all these things had happened in this short period of time, it
hadn't even lasted the time it takes to brew a cup of tea.
Li Shengnan chose the most opportune moment to strike, but she hadn't expected Meng Shentong's skill to be so high even after the fierce battle
. Her poison mist was ineffective, her golden needles were useless, and even with her sharpest sword, she could only cut off two strands of his long beard. Knowing
she was no match
had no choice but to consult with Jin Shiyi again. She managed to escape, but
strangely, during this time, Meng Shentong remained as still as a statue, not pursuing Li Shengnan. Master Tongchan secretly observed him, noticing his piercing gaze, as if searching for something, his expression quite strange. Master Tongchan's heart stirred, and suddenly he heard extremely rapid footsteps approaching. Startled, he exclaimed, "Where did so many experts come from?" Upon closer inspection, he realized the sound came from afar, numbering about twelve or thirteen! Just then, Meng Shentong shouted, "Well, you've come too!" In the blink of an eye, a large group of dressed in identical yellow robes suddenly emerged from the undergrowth, their screams rising and falling. This group , indiscriminately attacking, rushed into the arena, killing anyone in sight. Leading them was a tall, unarmed old man, his hands empty, yet his attacks were ruthless. Anyone who blocked his path was struck on the head with a single palm strike. In the blink of an eye, three disciples of Mangshan Pei, two disciples of Emei Pei, and two disciples of Meng Shentong had perished at his hands! Xin Yinnong, the acting leader of the Qingcheng Sect, used the Heavenly Net Steps to block his path, thrusting his sword. His Cloud-Seizing Sword Technique was unpredictable , striking east and west, south and north, swiftly slicing past the old man's ear with two quick strikes. Xin Yinong's first two sword strikes were extremely fierce, and the old man on the river surface dodged them perfectly. It seemed that the third sword strike would kill , but unexpectedly, when the swordsman was only three inches away from his throat, Xin Yinong's arm suddenly dropped, as if he were hypnotized . His sword strike was powerless. The red-faced old man struck out with his palm, "Up," hitting Xin Yinong squarely in the back. Xin Yinong was sent flying more than 30 feet away. Fortunately, in that critical moment, he used the "Heavenly Net Step" to shift his position, otherwise his skull would been shattered. Venerable Aro roared and intercepted the old man on the river surface, striking him head-on with his palm. He wanted to use the old man's own methods against him, and his palm struck the red-faced old man's skull. The two palms collided, and there was a "thump, thump!" sound. The red-faced old man staggered back three steps. Venerable Aro snorted like thunder, shook his arms, knocked down a yellow-clad man next to him, and ran down the mountain. Venerable Aro's palm strike possessed the power to shatter stone tablets, and his yoga qigong had reached a superior level. In the previous contest, even the Great Master Daxiong of Shaolin Temple was no match for him. Now, after exchanging only one palm strike with this red-faced old man, he fled in disarray. The martial arts masters from various schools present were all greatly shocked. Tang Jingtian, being closer, saw clearly that after receiving the red-faced old man's palm strike, his red face immediately turned as black as charcoal . He thought to himself, "So he's been poisoned. But with his skill, I never imagined there was such a potent poison in the world that could severely injure him in an instant!" Tang Jingtian took out two Jade Spirit Pills made from Tianshan Snow Lotus and said to the Ice River Fairy, "Quickly take the Jade Spirit Pills, let's combine our swords and fight him!" In the blink of an eye, Li Shengnan leaped forward, blocking the red-faced old man's path. Li Shengnan shouted: "Well, you accomplice of Old Monster Meng! You stole my family's Hundred Poisons Manual and dare to commit evil here!" With a flick of her sword, the red-faced old woman swept her long sleeves, releasing a cloud of five-colored smoke—a mixture of five of the rarest poisons, known as the Five Poisons Powder. Li Shengnan recognized its power and, with a swift movement, dodged. With a sharp "rip," the old woman's sleeve was sliced off. Fearing the power of her sword, the old woman dared not pursue her. When the Li family suffered this tragedy, Li Shengnan was still in her mother's womb. Her mother had told her everything. However, her mother only knew that the main culprit was Meng Shentong; she hadn't learned the name of the other accomplice. Furthermore, since it was Meng Shentong who had slaughtered the entire Wan family, and the other accomplice had been searching for the Li family's collection of scriptures, Li Shengnan and her mother were unwilling to waste time investigating him, fearing they might alert Meng Shentong. Unexpectedly, this accomplice appeared at this time.

Moreover, he was even more ruthless than Meng Shentong; it seemed he intended to wipe out both sides in one fell swoop!
Just as Li Shengnan personally dodged, Meng Shentong let out a chuckle, his figure
soaring up like a giant eagle over the heads of the crowd, charging towards the red-faced old man.
The red-faced old man shouted, "How about another team-up? You can have the person, but I'll keep the sword!" As he spoke,
Master Tongchan had already flung out a string of prayer beads, the 108 beads scattering in all directions, like a beaded net in the air,
covering Meng Shentong's figure. Meng Shentong laughed heartily, "The old monk has revealed his last bit of wealth!"
He flipped in the air, his sleeves forming a circle, sweeping away seventy or eighty percent of the 108 prayer beads. However, the beads also struck his Yongquan
acupoint , the Shenting acupoint at the back of his head, and the Yuqi acupoint under his ribs. Although there were no large bricks, they still forced him to fall to the ground,
his laughter cut short.
Li Shengnan's lightness skill was no weaker than Meng Shentong's. In a short while, she had already dashed out of the lawn and run down the hillside. She called out
, "Thank you for your help, Master. In return, I'll clear a path for you too!" She fired two poison fireballs, and the flames spread through
the tangled grass, burning down the Asura flowers along the mountain path as well. Although her poison fireballs could not eliminate the Asura flowers
' fragrance, the principle of using poison against poison had a neutralizing effect, greatly reducing the Asura flowers' toxicity.
In the blink of an eye, Meng Shentong was standing in front of the red-faced old man. With a cold laugh, he said, "Well, Ximen Muye,
so you're still alive. You actually want to wipe out all the martial arts figures, including me? Hmph, hmph, you think
you can run rampant with your demonic flowers and poisonous herbs? You underestimate me too much!" The red-faced old man also sneered, "You didn't expect me to come and settle scores with you from
twenty-three years ago, did you? Hmph, hmph, you think you can dominate the world just because you've mastered the Asura Hidden Fiend Technique? You're too arrogant
!"
It turned out that twenty-three years ago, Ximen Muye discovered the location of the Li family's seclusion. At that time, he and Meng Shentong were known as the two villains of the martial arts world.
He was skilled in using poison, but his martial arts skills were inferior to Meng Shentong's. He knew that the Wan family's inherited martial arts were extraordinary, and even with poison and incense, it
would be difficult to defeat them. Therefore, he had no choice but to invite Meng Shentong to conspire with him to seize the Li family's martial arts manual.
They chose a dark and windy night to sneak into the Li family's residence. Ximen Muye first lit a sleeping incense made from Asura flowers.
Although the Li family possessed the Hundred Poisons Manual, which contained information about the Asura flower's toxicity and antidote, the Wan family, fearing their enemies,
had hidden themselves in secluded valleys for generations, never daring to show themselves, let alone collect the medicinal herbs. After
more than two hundred years, most of the poisons left by Li Kangtian, except for a few specific types, had lost their effectiveness due to the passage of time.
Asura flowers were extremely rare, so how could the Wan family have imagined that someone would use such a poisonous flower to ambush them? Of course, they hadn't
prepared . As a result, more than thirty members of the Li family, men, women, and children, were almost completely wiped out in a semi-conscious state, their martial arts skills almost entirely lost.
They were all slaughtered by Meng Shentong, with only a pregnant woman escaping—Li Shengnan's mother. Ximen Muye also took advantage of the
killing to steal the Wan family's martial arts manual.
After their mission was accomplished, the two conspirators, once close friends, harbored ulterior motives. Ximen Muye suddenly attacked from behind,
wounding Meng Shentong with a poisoned dagger. He believed Meng Shentong was exhausted and this attack would be fatal. However, Meng Shentong's martial arts skills
far exceeded his expectations. Before the poison could take effect, Meng Shentong severely injured Ximen Muye and stole the Wan family's martial arts manual.
Meng Shentong, who had already mastered the Vajra Palm technique, injured approximately three of Ximen Muye's meridians. He estimated Ximen Muye wouldn't live more
than three days, and since he himself was on the verge of poisoning, he didn't pursue him. Unexpectedly, Ximen Muye survived, and instead took
a copy of the Hundred Poisons Manual that Meng Shentong hadn't discovered. Twenty-three years later, at this crucial moment, he suddenly reappeared.
For the past twenty-three years, Ximen Muye had painstakingly studied the Hundred Poisons Manual, researching
methods to cultivate Devil Flowers using medicinal substances in warm climates. He calculated the exact time, causing hundreds of Devil Flowers to bloom simultaneously on Mount Mang, each averaging ten blossoms.
The combined fragrance of these thousands of Devil Flowers created an immense, invisible net of poison on Mount Mang. He reasoned that even the most skilled martial artist of the time, with their internal energy reaching
a state of perfection, would be rendered powerless and unable to resist the intense, overwhelming fragrance of these thousands of Devil Flowers
.
He hadn't expected Meng Shentong to have also obtained Qiao Beiming's martial arts manual. Seeing Meng Shentong, after a series of fierce battles, still
shouting and cursing amidst a sea of Devil Flowers, his martial arts were more than ten times higher than before. Therefore, although Ximen Muye's words
were firm , he was inwardly greatly shocked.
In the blink of an eye, Meng Shentong roared, a gust of cold wind rising as his
palm strike, imbued with the power of the ninth level of the Asura Yin Sha Technique, struck directly at Ximen Muye. Simultaneously, a cloud of colorful mist emerged from Ximen Muye's sleeve—the insidious "Five Poisons
Powder ." The poisonous mist spread, instantly enveloping Meng Shentong's figure. Amidst
the billowing smoke, a loud "whoosh" was heard as Meng Shentong unleashed his supreme divine skill, blowing away the poisonous mist in one breath. He then exchanged a palm strike with Ximen Muye. Ximen Muye groaned, his body trembling uncontrollably as if suffering from a serious illness. Fortunately, Meng Shentong's power had been reduced by twenty percent due to his fierce battle with Master Jin Guang, and the effort to disperse the poisonous mist further diminished his strength by another twenty percent; otherwise, this single strike would have been fatal to Ximen Muye. Meng Shentong was also in great pain. Ximen Muye's palms always contained a strange poison. After taking the blow, countless red rashes immediately appeared from Meng Shentong's palm to the base , and his arm was so numb and itchy that he could barely move. Meng Shentong hurriedly circulated his inner energy, his body swaying as he unleashed another flurry of attacks with his left palm. The two yellow-clad men beside Ximen Muye rushed forward simultaneously. One had taken Meng Shentong's blow, while the other used the Shaolin Arhat Fist, striking Meng Shentong heavily in the chest . Meng Shentong's protective divine skill had reached its highest level, arising spontaneously from his thoughts. The yellow-clad man's punch landed with a deafening metallic sound, striking something that didn't seem like flesh and blood. Startled, he was knocked back several meters by Meng Shentong before he could retract his fist. The man who had taken Meng Shentong's blow was even more severely injured; his right arm dislocated, and he fell to the ground, spitting out a pool of blood. Despite his repeated victories, Meng Shentong was greatly shocked. Considering his own skill level—even weakened by half, he was still capable of contending with any master of the era—the yellow-clad man who had taken a direct hit from him was only injured, not killed. The man who had punched him, though knocked down, was not seriously injured either. Meng Shentong, however, felt a dull ache in his chest from the blow. Meng Shentong's martial arts prowess had long ago revealed that none of the yellow-clad men following Ximen Muye were weaklings. Testing two of them now confirmed his observation, greatly surprising him. He thought to himself, "Of these twelve yellow-clad men, any one of them..."

Each of them possessed the qualifications of a master craftsman, yet why did I not recognize a single one? Where did Ximen Muye find them? And
why were willing to lower their heads and obey Ximen Muye's orders? Meng Shentong thought to himself, even if he were not seriously injured, he could not possibly defeat all
twelve men in yellow robes.
Moreover, Ximen Muye had become the world's number one poison master, and the righteous side also had the formidable Tong Chan
, whose skills were unparalleled.
With this in mind, he dared not linger in battle. He immediately abandoned his followers and fled in disarray. The twelve men in yellow robes scattered in all directions,
and could not be reunited in time. They were all afraid of Meng Shentong's unparalleled skills, and none of them dared to pursue him.
Not only did Meng Shentong not know these twelve men in yellow robes... The origins of these men were unknown to any of the martial arts masters present;
everyone was utterly astonished!
With Meng Shentong gone, Ximen Muye and his twelve yellow-clad men became even more unrestrained, choosing to kill wherever there were crowds.
Each of these twelve men possessed the vicious skills of the Candle Sect, using palm strikes and finger thrusts, sword cuts and slashes, or poison and hidden weapons. Although there were hundreds of skilled fighters gathered on Mount Mang
, apart from a few exceptionally powerful martial arts masters who were immune to all evil, the rest...
Because was unable to breathe for long, and assaulted by the fragrance of the devil's flower, they all felt
dizzy and disoriented, as if they had drunk too much strong liquor, and their strength was no longer available. In a short time, blood was everywhere, staining the land!
Master Tongchan hurriedly ordered a retreat. Ximen Muye swallowed a pill to temporarily stop the
strange chill he felt from the Asura Yin Sha Technique, and led three yellow-clad men to attack. Master Tongchan took off his ceremonial staff, and with a flip and a roll, it seemed as if a
red cloud had risen from the ground, blocking their path. With a whooshing sound and a shout, Ximen Muye was thrown to the ground.
Master wielding his divine strength, also injured one of the yellow-clad men. The other two retreated without a fight. Master Jinguang, Master Tongchan, Tang
Jingtian and his wife, Yi Zhongmou, Cao Jin'er, Xin Yinnong, and Zen Master Dabei—these eight people split into four groups to cover the disciples of each sect as they
fled down Mangshan through the scorched mountain path left by Li Shengnan. It was truly a case of:
Amidst the chaos, demons appeared; in the face of calamity, they fled in disarray.

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