Chapter 1037: Chapter 281: That Person is Terrifyingly Powerful (Extra for Alliance Hierarch newpaker)

The victor, Dugu Wudi, is currently ranked fourth in the Inner Mansion Realm.

The Voice Broadcast Immortal Style hadn’t even concluded when the battle was already over!

This wasn’t a match against someone around the 90th rank, but against the fourth-ranked cultivator within the Taixu Illusion Realm’s Inner Mansion Realm.

In a life-and-death duel, victory or defeat can indeed be decided in a moment.

But the performance of the Voice Broadcast Immortal Style was also a bit too dazzling.

Strictly speaking, it wasn’t just the Voice Broadcast Immortal Style itself.

The state of "Ten Thousand Voices Coming to Court, all within my hearing," although potent, merely allowed control over all information that could be gathered through sound.

The real capture of the opportunity for victory, swaying the outcome, was still Jiang Wang himself.

Jiang Wang’s extraordinary combat talent was the crux of the matter.

Only when these two elements combined did it result in such a splendid victory.

As it turned out, Jiang Wang’s decision not to hesitate in choosing the Voice Broadcast Immortal Style, investing substantial energy in imprinting this Dao Technique, was a very wise one.

The battle just now was not where the Voice Broadcast Immortal Style shone the brightest.

What Jiang Wang saw through this battle was actually the Deviant Path Technique.

The greatest constraint of the Deviant Path Technique lies in "knowledge and insight."

Knowledge as consciousness, insight as visual perception. Recognizing truths and judging complexities to achieve knowledge and insight.

In some respects, it’s also about "self-knowledge" and "seeing the enemy."

Without a doubt, the Voice Broadcast Immortal Style could help supplement the "seeing the enemy" aspect, thereby relieving some of the constraints on the Deviant Path Technique; this is where the strongest current value of this Dao Technique lies!

Jiang Wang couldn’t help but think, if one could cultivate the Eye Immortal, Ear Immortal, Nose Immortal, as depicted in The Chart of Ten Thousand Immortals Coming to Court, wouldn’t one be able to comprehend the enemy thoroughly at a glance? If "seeing the enemy" were no longer a constraint, how terrifying would the Deviant Path Technique be then?

This thought flashed by, far from reachable, after all.

Even the Ear Immortal was still far off!

Yet, in the state of the Voice Broadcast Immortal Style, when the Eight-Tone Sea of Flames was used, he felt some discordances.

The Eight-Tone Sea of Flames was not perfect—at least in the sonic annihilation part, it was lacking.

The outcome of a matched battle didn’t linger long in Jiang Wang’s heart.

Only by standing firm can one climb higher.

He silently immersed his spirit, entering into the meticulous adjustment of the Eight-Tone Sea of Flames.

This almost demanding pursuit of excellence...

He had always been like this, not just for a moment, not just for a day.

The mood of the victor and the defeated in the same battle naturally differed.

Jiang Zhaoyuan was the son of Jiang Kelian, the Great General of the Qinghai Guard of Jingguo, and had just been knocked down from the fourth place within the Taixu Illusion Realm’s Inner Mansion Realm to fifth.

As the only Military Court Empire among the six strongest under heaven, the entire Jingguo was ruled by a military court consisting of six Army Guards and seven Wei Guards—thirteen armies in total, with the Military Hierarch serving as the King.

The thirteen armies revered the King, who ruled over ten thousand subjects.

From this, one could glimpse the status of Jiang Zhaoyuan.

He sat on his bed, still somewhat stunned.

Though he hadn’t exerted his full strength, conserving himself within the Taixu Illusion Realm. But to lose like this?

The powerful fire-sound combo Dao Technique wasn’t the main issue; the point was that his opponent seemed to have completely anticipated his combat choices,

He had practically walked right into his opponent’s Outer Building-level Dao Technique, voluntarily colliding with it.

This usually happened when one was completely overwhelmed in strength, just like his current self could easily predict all the choices of an Ascending Dragon Realm cultivator.

So, was he, while also in the Inner Mansion, thoroughly overpowered?

Even if I release all my power, is there really any chance of victory? Is there even a one percent chance?

He had intended to participate in the Yellow River Gathering and was striving for a spot in the Inner Mansion Realm, but the battle just now had unquestionably doused him with a bucket of cold water.

In the restricted expansion speed of the Taixu Illusion Realm, fighting against cultivators of the same boundary was already so difficult; how could he dare to aspire to be first when facing the top talents of the entire world?

"Zhaoyuan!" A refined voice rang from the outer room, "You were nowhere to be seen at the lantern festival the other day! Tired of it again?"

This voice was all too familiar, belonging to his close friend Wei Sun of Zhongshan.

The man was the direct grandson of General Yanwen of Zhongshan, of the Eagle Soaring Guard.

The Qinghai Guard and Eagle Soaring Guard had always been on good terms, and he and Wei Sun of Zhongshan had been childhood friends. Unlike other friends who had gradually drifted away, the older they grew, the more they found their interests aligning.

"It’s nothing interesting!" Jiang Zhaoyuan muttered, "The door isn’t locked, just come in!"

Creak~

Wei Sun of Zhongshan pushed the door open, dressed in splendid clothes and a white jade belt, with a smile on his face and polite manners.

In Jingguo, where the military ruled, such a cultured and scholarly gentleman was very rare.

Even Jiang Zhaoyuan himself was rough and straightforward, used to baring his chest and back, drinking from large bowls.

"Why do you find it dull again?" asked Wei Sun of Zhongshan as he entered.

"Going to the Yellow River Gathering, carrying the flag for Da Jing, that’s what truly interests a man," Jiang Zhaoyuan stood up and poured two bowls of wine, "What’s so good about a lantern festival?"

"It’s not just about a man’s interests. If Yellow Sheri heard you say that, she’d come looking for trouble with you again!" Wei Sun of Zhongshan chuckled and then asked, "Aren’t we supposed to settle the matter of the Yellow River Gathering when the time comes?"

Among the seven Guards of Jingguo, the bald Great General of the Yellow Dragon Guard was surnamed Huang.

Yellow Sheri was his daughter, quite fierce, and one of the few people who could intimidate a man like Jiang Zhaoyuan.

Jiang Zhaoyuan didn’t respond to the first part of his statement, and after downing a bowl of wine, he said gloomily, "You’ve already figured it out, but I don’t stand a chance!"

For Wei Sun of Zhongshan, securing a spot in the External Building Environment was a given, but Jiang Zhaoyuan’s dejection surprised him.

"This isn’t like you," he said, "What happened?"

Their friendship was deep, so there was no need for secrecy.

Jiang Zhaoyuan simply recounted the battle he had just experienced in the Taixu Illusion Realm, emphasizing that his opponent’s combat strength had completely overwhelmed him.

Wei Sun of Zhongshan’s brows furrowed deeply; he was well aware of Jiang Zhaoyuan’s strength.

"Could it be another Zuo Guanglie?" he asked, "Were you able to tell who the opponent was?"

Jiang Zhaoyuan shook his head, "In the Taixu Illusion Realm, everyone is deep in hiding, how could I tell?"

Wei Sun of Zhongshan thought about the name Zhao Tiezhu in his own Taixu Illusion Realm and couldn’t agree more.

"However..." Jiang Zhaoyuan continued, "The name that person used in the Taixu Illusion Realm was quite arrogant, suggesting he’s someone flamboyant."

"That may not necessarily be the case," commented Wei Sun of Zhongshan, "Those who are brash in the Illusory Realm may actually be modest and restrained in reality. That would make concealing one’s identity even easier, wouldn’t it? What did you say his name was?"

Jiang Zhaoyuan said, still unnerved, "Dugu Wudi."

Dugu Wudi!

Wei Sun of Zhongshan was shocked!

That person was only in the Inner Mansion Realm? Could they really have gained control over a blessed land in the Inner Mansion Realm?

How was that possible!?

Even Zuo Guanglie couldn’t have managed that when he was in the Inner Mansion Realm!

But Jiang Zhaoyuan had no reason to lie to him.

There is such a prodigy in the world!

Wei Sun of Zhongshan felt his long-held pride being crushed to dust.

Noticing his friend’s unusual expression, Jiang Zhaoyuan asked, "Why, do you know him?"

Wei Sun of Zhongshan struggled to calm his emotions, "All I can say is, that person is likely even more terrifying, even stronger than what you’ve felt, than what you’ve imagined!"