1011 Crisis (1/2)
”There are no magical powers or spiritual techniques in this world. Only martial arts reigns supreme!
”And in all of martial arts, the strongest are Martial Dao True Intents!”
In theory, this was a strength that only Connate perfection martial artists could master. Once mastered, they would no longer fear lower-level attacks.
After all, after mastering the power of intent, it was equivalent to using magical powers and spiritual techniques against ordinary people. The difference in strength was just too immense.
However, because comprehending intent was difficult, even the spirit could undergo damage if you were not careful. 'Sheer Cold Dive Formula' had countless reminders to not even try to comprehend the snowflake pattern without being at peak Connate.
”According to the secret history of the Pugilistic World, there were a few geniuses that successfully comprehended intent when they were still at the intermediate Connate realm. They were peerless afterward.”
Fang Yuan looked at the snowflake pattern, and his eyes grew brighter and brighter. ”This snowflake pattern has a portion of the nomological rules of cold! Is this intent?”
The so-called intent was actually a minor Great Dao, an external representation of nomological power.
This world had been difficult to deal with because it was a mix of reality and fantasy, merging a dream world with another world. All the Great Daos had changed correspondingly, and he did not know where to start.
However, Fang Yuan discovered that Martial Dao True Intents were the extension of nomological power!
”Once I comprehend more intents, I will be able to touch the Heavenly Dao of this world… and thus break through the seal!”
His eyes grew even brighter as he found the way to break through the dream world.
While pondering, the snowflake pattern became even clearer in his eyes.
The temperature in the room plummeted, and even a layer of frost appeared on the surrounding vases.
”Sheer Cold Intent!”
Fang Yuan opened his eyes, and a glimmer of white frost seemed to flash in his eyes. He raised his hand. ”After comprehending intent, it serves as a complement to martial arts. Although my strength has not increased, the effectiveness in dealing with enemies has more than doubled… Of course, the most important thing is that I'll have no bottlenecks when cultivating the Sheer Cold Divine Formula to the perfection stage. Once my cultivation power reaches the required amount, I can increase my level!
”Of course, the comprehension of intent has different levels as well. This is the difference between martial artists at the perfection stage.”
Fang Yuan roughly estimated his strength. ”With my current strength, Acquired and initial Connate martial artists would be courting death if they fought me. Even those at intermediate Connate would be no match for me. As for those at peak Connate, although they have much more cultivation power than me, I'd be able to protect myself.”
This kind of strength was enough to enter the 'Martial Roll'.
However, Fang Yuan did not look the least bit delighted.
This bit of achievement was nothing to a Demon God who had dominated numerous worlds.
”Furthermore, the attack of the world should be coming soon!”
This kind of attack was similar to the backlash of providence. It would not be a direct attack like a bolt of lightning, but it would instead be more like a guidance of everything toward the worst possible outcome.
To ordinary people in this world, this was a terrifying matter. It would be like having death staring at you all the time.
Furthermore, this misfortune would spread!
”Young Master! Young Master!”
Urgent knocking came from outside.
Fang Yuan frowned slightly and ended his training.
If ordinary experts encountered interruptions during training, it would range from having their mind disturbed to cultivation deviation!
He opened the door and saw Zhang Long with a face full of anxiety. ”What happened? Didn't I order that no one was to disturb me when I'm training?”
”Reporting to Young Master!” Zhang Long swallowed, feeling that the young master was more majestic than usual. ”Something terrible happened. Madam is seriously injured!”
”Oh, take me to her!”
Fang Yuan's expression was calm. He knew that the backlash of the world had come.
Naturally, madam did not refer to his wife but to Fang Tianhan's wife, Fang Xu's mother, Jiang Lanxin.
Speaking of which, this madam had the title of Fire Phoenix Fairy when she was young and had been a famous heroine of the Pugilistic World.
After arriving in a courtyard, Fang Yuan saw the personal maid of Jiang Lanxin. He immediately asked, ”What happened?”
”Reporting to Young Master!” A man who looked like an old servant knelt on the floor. ”Master and Madam were sightseeing on Mount Sky Pillar and found a thousand-year Cold Heart Vine that was about to mature. It is very precious, and they wanted to obtain it for Young Master. However, Demon Sect experts attacked them. Master is trapped, while Madam managed to escape. But she was poisoned, and her breath is shallow. I am useless…”
Sure enough… is this the backlash? Fang Yuan sneered in his heart. ”Take me to her!”
Inside the bedroom, a beautiful middle-aged woman was lying on the bed. Her forehead was black, obviously poisoned by an extremely formidable poison.
He sat at the bedside and asked, ”Which Demon Sect expert is besieging my father?”
”The one in conflict with Master is the Demon Sect's grand guardian, Poison Fire Demon Lord Sun Yan!”
The most powerful in the Demon Sect was the Unparalleled Demon Emperor, who dominated the Pugilistic World. He seemed to hold the title of the world's first expert.
Immediately below the Unparalleled Demon Emperor was the vice sect master and the grand guardian. The Poison Fire Demon Lord ranked twenty-seventh on the Martial Roll, above Fang Tianhan.
”Reporting!” Zhao Hu, Zhang Long's sworn brother, came in running and knelt on one knee. ”Young Master… bad news, I heard the elders convened a meeting and relieved Master of his position as sect master!”
Everyone's expression changed upon hearing the news.