Chapter 1068: Gathering of Elites! (1/2)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Everyone in the hall was dumbstruck by the Demonic Emperor Old Man's words. Even Gao Xianzhi was shocked at the theory that had been proposed. The energy system of the Central Plains had been passed down for hundreds of years and was already essentially fixed. Thus, even Gao Xianzhi had believed that he had reached the peak of the martial path.
Not even someone as powerful as Gao Xianzhi knew how to cultivate past the peak of the Saint Martial realm. That invisible barrier was as unbreakable as the heavens themselves. But the Demonic Emperor Old Man's words had opened a new door for him, revealing a higher realm above the Saint Martial realm.
Cheng Qianli couldn't help but ask, ”So that Qutaybah has already reached that level? If that's the case, isn't it basically impossible for us to defeat him?”
”It's not so bad as that. Based on what I've seen, that Qutaybah only managed to accidentally and barely reach the Subtle realm. If he had managed to completely grasp the abilities of the Subtle realm, his attacks would be of a completely different nature. The Sword Qi would not be as grand and magnificent, but the power would be even more frightening!”
The Wushang Village Chief ambled forward on his cane and suddenly spoke.
”Brother Wenfu and I discussed this topic for a very long time back in the valley. The Subtle realm is vast and also pertains to the mysteries of space. It's no easy feat to master it. That Qutaybah might be strong, but he is still within the realm of martial artists.”
Ever since the conclusion of the battle of the triangular gap on the Tibetan Plateau, the Wushang Village Chief and the Demonic Emperor Old Man had remained at Wushang Village. One reason was to search for that mysterious object that had made the Central Plains quake for nearly one thousand years. The other reason was to exchange their learnings and theories on the principles of the world so that they could seek an even higher realm of martial arts.
The 'Subtle realm' was the realm that the two had perceived in this exchange, an even more exquisite realm that resided above the peak of the Saint Martial realm.
”Master and Senior have both touched upon that realm now?”
Wang Chong voiced the question that burned in everyone's mind.
The war still hung over everyone's heads and the Arabs still had four Great Generals who had not entered the field. In this decisive conflict, two terrifying existences of the 'Subtle realm' would completely alter the course of this battle, with the Great Tang's chances of victory greatly increasing. It would also have a completely different meaning for Wang Chong.
His maser cultivated the Myriad Spirit Sea Art. In the battle against Qutaybah, when he had gathered the Origin Energy of the world into a storm, Wang Chong had already sensed that his master had followed the alternative path presented by that supreme technique to reach another lofty summit, perhaps even reaching an even higher realm of strength.
To his surprise, a hint of gloom flitted through the eyes of the Demonic Emperor Old Man and Wushang Village Chief, and the mood became depressed.
”No!” the Demonic Emperor Old Man said with a deep sigh.
”Brother Wenfu's talent and attainments in the martial path are truly something this old man has never seen before in his life. With his qualities, if his dantian had not been broken, he would have already reached the exquisite and profound realm!” the Wushang Village Chief said.
Wang Chong instantly felt his heart sink as he inadvertently shot a glance at his master. The Demonic Emperor Old Man gave a comforting smile, but Wang Chong's heart remained dejected. He had known that his master's cultivation had been limited by the condition of his dantian, but never that its effects would still be so significant. Based on what the Wushang Village Chief had said, the destruction of his master's dantian might have made it impossible for him to ever reach that Subtle realm.
”Master, can not even the Myriad Spirit Sea Art resolve this problem?” Wang Chong reluctantly asked.
A teacher for a day, a father for a lifetime. No matter what, Wang Chong did not want his master to feel regretful and held back by the state of his dantian for the rest of his life.
”Chong-er, your master understands what you are thinking. But your master has already experienced everything this life has to offer. The happiest moment of your master's life was taking you and Xiaoyao as his disciples. As for the rest, your master does not care.”
The Demonic Emperor Old Man gently chuckled. In this aspect, he was abnormally openminded.
He had lived a life of arrogance and pride, looked up to by vast multitudes. He had also been pursued and hunted down by countless people. But no matter how disappointing or satisfying his life had been, at the very end of it, he had still managed to climb back up and even take on two disciples that he could be proud of, experiencing a rare moment of warmth.
He had nothing to regret about his life.
The powerful realms of martial arts were naturally something that everyone wanted to pursue, but this was no longer the sole desire for the Demonic Emperor Old Man.
”Haha, the vast sea is all-accepting and all-encompassing. This is one of the aspects that this humble self admires Brother Wenfu for,” the Wushang Village Chief said. ”As for the problem of Brother Wenfu's dantian, we discussed it back in the valley, but there aren't many good solutions. There is no question about the profundity of the Myriad Spirit Sea Art. If I had not seen it for myself, I would have found it difficult to imagine that someone with a broken dantian could rise to an even higher level of strength.
”There are fifty paths of the Great Dao, but the heavens use only forty-nine while the last is unused1. There is nothing that is perfect in this world, and this is a flaw that cannot be filled. With Brother Wenfu's blessing, this old man has managed to touch upon that threshold, but given my age, this old man also has little hope of reaching that exquisite realm.”