Invincible Kungfu Healer-Chapter 929 - Surrender Without A Fight

Chapter 929: Surrender Without A Fight

Mo Wen understood many esoteric rules in the primeval space. Among them was the very rarely seen esoteric rule for thunder, the esoteric rule for wind and the esoteric rule for cloud. These three esoteric rules were related to the three Glory techniques that he had cultivated. They were the main esoteric rules that he focused on mastering.

As for the esoteric rule for fire and the esoteric rule for water, they were related to Yin and Yang Qi, so naturally, they could not be ignored.

Of course, the esoteric rules that could be derived from the primeval space were not just limited to these few. Mo Wen could only cultivate a small number. In reality, there were countless esoteric rules. It was also possible for other esoteric rules to appear. In theory, there were innumerable esoteric rules that could be derived from the main law.

Mo Wen had tried to comprehend some advanced esoteric rules such as the esoteric rules for time, space, life, death, stars and black holes.

However, these esoteric rules were mysterious. Even the Primordial Soul realm immortal cultivators would most likely be unable to comprehend them. They were truly not things that he could meddle in within his realm.

“Have you understood the two basic stages of profound meaning for fire and water?”

Chu Yunli looked at Mo Wen with surprise. She thought that Mo Wen would certainly be unable to create a miracle this time. However, was the scene that happened before her eyes just a miracle? It was practically a divine intervention. How could a person cultivate and comprehend two stages of profound meaning at the age of twenty? Even in the history of the Peng Lai Immortal Realm, such geniuses were rare.

Mo Wen crossed his hands behind his back. The reality of the situation was laid out before everyone’s eyes. He did not need to say much. The Water and Fire Vital Qi in the radius of a few miles was all under his control. Even if Yang Zonglin wanted to surpass him in terms of realm, it would be almost impossible. Conversely, his fledging stage of profound meaning for water was completely surpassed by Mo Wen.

Mo Wen could comprehend the fundamental stages of profound meaning for water and fire in a place like the primeval space. Controlling the Water and Fire Vital Qi within a radius of a few miles was no problem at all.

“So powerful!”

In the Dafang Sect camp, Ling Feng drew in a cold breath. He knew what mastering two diametrically opposed stages of profound meaning meant. Once Mo Wen ascended to the Primordial Soul realm, he would most likely be without equal within that realm. It was because two diametrically opposed esoteric rules meant that he did not have any obvious weaknesses. Everyone knew that fire and water were opposed. If Mo Wen only cultivated the esoteric rule for fire, he would certainly be at a disadvantage when he encountered a practitioner of the esoteric rule for water that was at a higher realm. If Mo Wen only cultivated the esoteric rule for water, he would then be at a disadvantage when he encountered a practitioner of the esoteric rule for fire.

However, by cultivating two sets of esoteric rules simultaneously, regardless of whether he encountered a practitioner of the esoteric rule for water or a practitioner of the esoteric rule for fire, he could surpass his opponent and seize the initiative at the same time.

For example, the situation right now with Yang Zonglin was precisely that. He only cultivated the esoteric rule for water. Mo Wen used the same esoteric rule for water to snatch Vital Qi of heaven and earth and caused Yang Zonglin’s control over the Water Vital Qi to be greatly reduced. At the same time, he could also unleash the esoteric rule for fire to once again weaken Yang Zonglin’s esoteric rule for water. It was because of this that such an embarrassing scene for Yang Zonglin had occurred.

In reality, Yang Zonglin was also a practitioner of the fledging stage of profound meaning for water. Even if he was surpassed by Mo Wen at the fledging stage of profound meaning for water, he would not end up looking so pathetic. The difference between their stages of profound meaning for water was not as huge as it appeared to be. The reason such a situation had transpired was, of course, because of the esoteric rule for fire.

Everything in the world had two sides. The esoteric rules of water and fire were such and all of the other esoteric rules were such.

However, it was far more difficult to comprehend two diametrically opposed esoteric rules than to comprehend two esoteric rules that were related. Some people could comprehend three or even four esoteric rules. However, they could not comprehend two diametrically opposed esoteric rules.

“It is impossible. I don’t believe it.” Yang Zonglin seemed to have lost heart and gone mad. He had a ferocious gaze as he pounced frenziedly at Mo Wen. The blow to him was too unbearable. After cultivating for three hundred years, be it in terms of power or realm, he was inferior to a twenty-year-old brat. He had practically lived his life as a dog.

“Raging Blood Ocean.”

A beam of crimson light exploded from Yang Zonglin’s body. In an instant, a blood ocean surged. A terrifying killing intent instantly enveloped the entire square. Murderous intent was brewing in the blood ocean.

The Raging Blood Ocean was one of the more famous Blood Evil Temple’s rite of passage martial arts. Lord Merciless cultivated this rite of passage martial arts too. However, compared to Yang Zonglin, he naturally paled into insignificance.

The blood ocean filled the skies as it surged forward. It seemed to completely eclipse the fire cloud in the sky.

It was rather imposing. However, some of the Eight Major Sects ancient martial arts practitioners sighed slightly. Although the Raging Blood Ocean was extraordinary and was a rather astonishing rite of passage martial art, using it now to deal with Mo Wen was most likely already insufficient.

Just as Yang Zonglin had said, once one reached their level, the key to victory lay with the heights of their realm of profundity. Right now, his esoteric rule for water was completely suppressed by Mo Wen and could be of no use at all. On the other hand, Mo Wen wielded the power of two of the stages of profound meaning. How could Yang Zonglin compare with Mo Wen?

Even if Yang Zonglin relied on his own strength, no matter how powerful he was, he was limited. Mo Wen only needed to muster the Vital Qi of heaven and earth and he would most likely be able to block Yang Zonglin’s attack.

Initially, Yang Zonglin cultivated the esoteric rule for water in the hope of increasing the effect of the Raging Blood Ocean. The power of the esoteric rule for water complemented the Raging Blood Ocean, creating the true crimson waves that surged endlessly. But right now, he could not unleash the power of profound meaning for water. He most likely could only unleash less than half of its might.

As expected, Mo Wen only raised his eyebrow. The water all around frenziedly gathered towards him. In the end, they formed a layer of waves of water that collided with Yang Zonglin’s blood ocean waves.

The two of them collided and rumbling sounds could be heard continuously. However, the blood ocean waves were waters without a source, whereas Mo Wen’s waves of water were formed from coalesced Vital Qi of heaven and earth and were infinite. When the two of them collided, initially they were evenly matched, but after a while, the crimson waves receded and were shattered by the impact of the waves of water.

Mo Wen’s silhouette came out from the waves of water like a gust of wind. He appeared out of the blue and then disappeared again mysteriously. Then, he appeared once again out of nowhere in front of Yang Zonglin.

Before the entire process could be completely processed by the crowd in that brief moment, it was already over. It seemed to surpass the reaction speed of ordinary ancient martial arts practitioners.

Rumble!

The crowd couldn’t process Mo Wen’s movement in time. Naturally, Yang Zonglin couldn’t respond in time either. Mo Wen was not at all polite. He sent Yang Zonglin flying backward with a kick. Yang Zonglin was sent crashing towards the protective shroud at the border of the square like a sandbag before bouncing off.

“Such a terrifying speed!”

The sounds of people drawing in cold breath frantically could be heard among the ancient martial arts practitioners in the Eight Major Sects. When one reached their level of cultivation, their comprehension of speed was different from that of ordinary people. For ordinary people, it was already considered teleportation when they encountered a person moving at a speed that exceeded what their neurons could respond to. In comparison, any of the ancient martial arts practitioners from the Eight Major Sects standing there could perform the so-called ‘teleportation’. Their speed was so fast that even ancient martial arts practitioners who had yet to break through to the Martial Arts Grandmaster level would consider their movements as teleportation.

However, that was only how they appeared. Unless someone mastered the legendary law of the black hole and could directly traverse through space, it would be impossible for teleportation to exist. Of course, even if they mastered the law of the black hole, teleportation still needed time. If one’s realm was not enough, it would not necessarily be faster than moving.

Naturally, no one standing there could possibly comprehend the law of the black hole. Everyone was moving normally. It was just that, relatively speaking, the effect appeared to be different. In the eyes of low ranking ancient martial arts practitioners, it looked like teleportation. In the eyes of ancient martial arts practitioners of the same rank, it was no different from ordinary movement. The only difference was in whose movements were faster and whose movements were slower.

However, Mo Wen’s movements just now looked like teleportation. For them, it was practically the same as teleportation. It was a frightening speed! This meant that, in terms of speed, Mo Wen had already surpassed the realm that they could reach. Yet of the ordinary Infinite Powerhouses, most likely even Primordial Soul realm ancient martial arts practitioners, few could pull this off.

Yang Zonglin did not manage to even respond. He was sent flying directly outwards from the force. When he managed to get up, astonishingly he discovered that his core’s Sea of Qi had exploded from the impact of Mo Wen’s kick.

“You… vicious thief. You have crippled my cultivation! The Blood Evil Temple will chase you down to the ends of the earth!”

Yang Zonglin clasped his abdomen as he started to roar hysterically. His eyes were full of crazy murderous intent and hatred. His almost three hundred years of cultivation had been directly crippled by Mo Wen with one kick. No one would have been able to accept such a result. Also, in the ancient martial arts world, strong practitioners were held in high esteem. Without his cultivation, the consequences would be severe.

“You make it sound as though your Blood Evil Temple has gone easy on me before.”

Mo Wen laughed coldly. Ever since the Blood Evil Temple intentionally found fault with the Dafang Sect, he knew that there was no possibility of reconciliation between them and the Blood Evil Temple. Lord Merciless’ status in the Blood Evil Temple was most likely not low.

After crippling Yang Zonglin, Mo Wen’s gaze turned to the other four Blood Evil Temple ancient martial arts practitioners. These four were also Infinite Powerhouses and they all comprehended the path of profundity. Of course, the only one among them who could comprehend the fledging stage of profound meaning was Yang Zonglin.

The difference between the fledging stage of profound meaning and the path of profundity was incomparable.

“We surrender. We surrender.” The few Blood Evil Temple ancient martial arts practitioners were shocked pale. They did not dare to look Mo Wen in the eye at all. They decisively surrendered, fearing that if they hesitated, they would be directly torn to shreds by Mo Wen. Look what happened to Yang Zonglin. An ancient martial art practitioner that had comprehended the fledging stage of profound meaning was instantly crippled. Anyone would have been shocked or scared.

“You are smart guys who understand the times,” Mo Wen said calmly. Initially, he wasn’t planning to let these four men off the hook. However, since they had admitted defeat, it was not appropriate for Mo Wen to attack them anymore. After all, they weren’t at war and couldn’t kill as they pleased.

“Younger brother, you are so powerful.” Gu Jingman stood at one side and clapped her hands while smiling elegantly. Her voice was gratifying. She wore a look of pride for Mo Wen.

Mo Wen could sense that the Fire Qi hidden in his body was fueled by Gu Jingman’s coaxing voice. He had to circulate his Yin and Yang Qi, transforming it into Yin Qi to suppress the Fire Qi. He murmured to himself that Gu Jingman was indeed an enchanting mistress.

“The esoteric rule for fire and the esoteric rule for water have appeared, along with the fledging stage of profound meaning for wind. I am not sure if he has comprehended the other stages of profound meaning…”

The corner of Mo Qingge’s mouth curled to reveal a smile. She was well aware that it was very easy to comprehend the Heavenly Path in the primeval space. However, to be able to comprehend so many fledging stages of profound meaning within such a short amount of time, Mo Wen’s ability to comprehend was not poor.

When Mo Wen was tackling Yang Zonglin just now, other people might not have noticed it, but naturally, Mo Qingge could not be fooled. Mo Wen’s steps consisted of the fledging stage of profound meaning for wind. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to have such a terrifying speed with just the Glory of Wind alone.