Chapter 1161: Chapter 598: The Person Born to Face the Tribulation, War Slaughter Martial Way_2
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âThen it depends on Xu Yan and the others. I, the Daoist Ancestor, will not interfere too much. The Heavenly Dao is boundless, Taihao has vanished, the Land of Imperishable is destroyed, and the great calamity dissipates; that is the era of the Heavenly Dao. Otherwise, the world will sink into oblivion, and after long years, a new creation will emerge. Such is the cycle of things.â
Li Xuan smiled and spoke.
Cai Lingâer nodded. Since the Daoist Ancestor had said he would not interfere too much, it didnât mean he wouldnât interfere at all. Therefore, the final result would undoubtedly herald the great era of the Heavenly Dao.
Moreover, Xu Yan was exceptionally talented; he must have already walked the path before the coming of the great calamity. If he had walked the path, then wouldnât the suppressed one be easily wiped out with a wave of his hand?
Furthermore, as the Heavenly Dao continued to rise, it could also match the power of those who walked the path and suppress that one.
The Heavenly Dao was not only being strengthened by Tian Ziâs schemes; even the Indestructible Divine Master, Taicang, and others would find ways to elevate the Heavenly Dao. This was a significant opportunity.
âSir, are there any outstanding talents in the Taihao Realm who catch your eye?â
âFate, it all depends on fate. Those destined will naturally catch my eye.â
Cai Lingâer pondered. Perhaps in the Taihao Realm, the Daoist Ancestor would take on a disciple?
The sixth disciple under the Daoist Ancestor?
It all depended on who had the blessing of fortune.
âRed Cat, since youâve come to Taihao, donât you want to establish the Taihao Demon Clan?â
In the creek, Shiâer held a brush in his hand, brushing the Red Catâs body, and spoke with a helpless expression.
âI, the Demon King, have no interest in that for now. The Great Wilderness Demon Clan is enough; creating another demon clan is pointless. Brush properly, and on my back, put a bit more strength!â
The Red Cat lay comfortably in the creek.
Damn!
Shiâer cursed silently. That bastard Red Cat still held a grudge from when he had whipped it!
âDonât complain; brushing the Daoist Ancestorâs cat is your duty.â
The Red Cat yawned and said.
âYouâre a tiger, not a cat!â
Shiâer replied with a dark expression.
âTigers are also called big cats, so I am also a cat, meow meow!â
Damn!
Shiâer was left speechless.
âBrush under my armpit!â
The Red Cat rolled over, belly up, lifting its forelegs.
âHey, someoneâs coming.â
Shiâer suddenly spoke.
The Red Cat looked up towards the entrance of the valley. A small figure was running towards the valley, his clothes tattered, bloodstains faintly visible on his elbow, dragging a long spear in his hand.
âThis little guy is quite something. Such a young age, and his strength is comparable to someone who has just entered the Qi-Blood Realm. Not bad at all. From his looks, he seems to be fleeing for his life.â
Shiâer said in surprise.
âCould this be someone with deep fortune? Hey, does his long spear look familiar?â
The Red Cat stood up from the creek.
âItâs the weapon of the Dangshi Armyâs leader.â
Shiâer nodded. The leader of the Dangshi Army, Zhao Changtian, was a legendary figure within the Taihao Realmâs Thirteen Layer Heaven, a hero of his generation.
Starting from the First Layer Heaven, he founded the Dangshi Army, vowing to wipe out chaos and injustice across the world. They fought their way to the Thirteen Layer Heaven and caught a glimpse from afar during their travels through the Taihao Realm.
Although they never ventured into it, they still had some impression of the Dangshi Army and Zhao Changtian, and his wife, Lin Qingâer.
âThe Dangshi Army is finished, what a pity!â
Shiâer lamented.
The appearance of Zhao Changtianâs weapon in the hands of the young boy, while he was fleeing, was self-evident. Zhao Changtian had been defeated, and this one was likely Zhao Changtianâs heir.
âThis little guy managed to escape pursuit and even come here. Tsk tsk, heâs truly blessed.â
The Red Cat leapt over.
Zhao Taiping ran desperately, ducking and hiding, fleeing aimlessly, never daring to stop for fear of being discovered and hunted down.
He didnât know how far he had escaped. When he was hungry, he picked fruit to eat, and when he couldnât stay awake any longer, he found a small cave to hide and rest for a while before continuing to flee.
Day and night, traversing mountains and ridges, he didnât know exactly how far he had run; was it hundreds or thousands of miles?
That day, he reached a small valley. Just as he stepped into it, he felt refreshed and couldnât help but wonder if it was an illusion. The aura in the small valley felt fresher, and the Spiritual Energy seemed denser, as if cultivating here would yield faster results.
âIs this place safe?â
Thinking of his deceased mother and being without family, living alone, and with enemies searching for him, his eyes welled up with tears. However, he gritted his teeth and wasnât defeated by adversity.
âFather, Mother, I will definitely avenge you.â
Zhao Taipingâs gaze was firm.
He looked around the small valley. It seemed secluded, desolate, and uninhabited, with beautiful scenery, suitable for hiding and cultivation.
âSet up here, cultivate and improve my strength. One day, I will surely kill Huang Qin!â
Zhao Taiping continued to walk deeper into the valley, intending to explore it and set up a place to reside and practice Martial Arts diligently, hoping to gain enough strength to avenge his parents soon.
Suddenly!
A gust of wind blew, a Splendid Ferocious Tiger appeared, majestic with bloodthirsty eyes.
Zhao Taiping was startled, hurriedly holding the spear in his hand, gripping it tightly, pointing the sharp spearhead towards the tiger, and unleashed his full momentum, suppressing his inner fear.
As the tiger drew closer step by step, Zhao Taiping let out a low growl, holding the spear, and thrust it towards the tigerâs throat!
The spear shot out like a dragon, a flash of cold light, and landed on the tigerâs throat. Zhao Taiping had no time to celebrate; then, his face turned pale with fright.
It couldnât penetrate!
In a panic, he withdrew the spear and retreated, letting out a low growl, using all his strength to stab again, this time targeting the tigerâs eyes!
Yet, to his horror, the spearhead still couldnât pierce as it touched the tigerâs eye, and the tiger took a step forward. A force transmitted through the long spear, knocking him to the ground.
Zhao Taipingâs small face was filled with despair. Was he to be buried in this tigerâs belly? What kind of tiger was this, why couldnât he pierce it?
The long spear left by his father wasnât an ordinary weapon!
âRed Cat, donât frighten him too much!â
Shiâer walked over with a helpless expression.
âIâm just testing the little guyâs courage.â
The Red Cat raised its head and said.
Zhao Taiping looked at Shiâer, then at the Red Cat. His vision turned black, and he fainted.
âLook, you scared him.â
Shiâer picked up Zhao Taiping, flicked the long spear with his toes, and held it in his hand. âLetâs see what the Daoist Ancestor says.â
Li Xuan looked at Zhao Taiping, smiling. He was a young boy with deep fortune, surviving a great calamity and finding his way to his secluded place.
Could this be fate?
Just like in the past, when Xu Yan, in search of a master, stumbled into the small village.
Since thereâs a connection and his talent is not bad, being the orphan of a hero carrying deep blood feuds, in this chaotic Taihao Realm, he is someone born for this calamity.
Then, in Taihao, take on a disciple.
The sixth disciple.
âZhao Taiping, pay respects to Master!â
Zhao Taiping respectfully bowed to become a disciple.
âYou are my sixth disciple, your five senior siblings each cultivate a Martial Arts path. Today, I will teach you the War Slaughter Martial Way. Cultivate War Qi, gather killing intent, and fight without end!â
For Li Xuan of today, creating a Martial Arts path was as easy as waving a hand, without expecting the new martial path to bring him feedback. After all, having walked the path, he had long transcended all this.
Ultimately, all Martial Arts paths lead to the same destination; itâs just a matter of walking the path.
Zhao Taiping cultivated the War Slaughter Martial Way, focusing on War Qi and gathering killing intent, a martial art centered on battle and killing, perfectly suited for the current Taihao Realm.
Only by fighting, only by killing, from the First Layer Heaven, battling to the Thirty-Three Layer Heaven!
âThank you, Master!â
Zhao Tianping was filled with excitement.
âFather, Mother, I will avenge you!â
Zhao Taipingâs gaze was resolute.
Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, twenty years had gone by.
The once little boy, Zhao Taiping, had grown into a handsome young man. Twenty years of diligent cultivation, and he now possessed the power of the Divine Skill Realm.
On this day, it was time for Zhao Taiping to leave the mountain gate and venture outside, to avenge his father. With his current power in the Divine Skill Realm, not to mention the Thirteen Layer Heaven, he was strong enough to fight to the Twenty Layer Heaven.
The War Slaughter Martial Way must show its edge, must grow in battle, cultivate in battle, and rise in battle.
That day, Zhao Taiping held his long spear, walking out of the valley, alone with his spear, sweeping across the First Layer Heaven, annihilating the New World Sect, then ascending to the Second Layer Heaven, likewise sweeping across the New World Sect with an invincible stance.
The return of Zhao Taiping, the sole heir of Zhao Changtian, leader of the Dangshi Army, began with a vengeance for his father, sweeping across the New World Sect. From the remnants of the Dangshi Army who hadnât been killed and were hiding, figures began to emerge and gather together.
The Taihao Realm had entered the era of Zhao Taiping!
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