Chen Ping's Sword

What does it feel like for 72 acupoints to operate simultaneously?

Chen Ping could only say, unimaginable, completely unimaginable.

In his previous life, after endless practice and lifelong research, he was only able to approach the limits of the human body, with a lifelong pursuit of a mere thousand or so catties of strength.

Even with that goal, he couldn’t actually achieve it.

And now.

With a shake of his arms, the earth trembles and mountains sway.

Alright, that’s no exaggeration.

It’s the truth.

He could feel within his body, as if 72 reactors had ignited.

On top of the original 150,000 catties of strength, it doubled.

If not for the fact that his bones, blood, and tendons were no longer mere flesh but had transformed into a special substance like golden silk glass.

It was likely that even the slightest fluctuation of this Blood Gang Power could shatter his body into dust.

Thirty thousand catties of strength, roughly equivalent to 150 tons, and not the slow, inconvenient force of a hydraulic press or crane, but a fusion of speed and power.

"No wonder, back then, the fifth generation ancestor of the Primordial Sect, with just his physical strength alone, was invincible at the Grandmaster level, claiming the top spot on the Celestial List, a title no one dared challenge for many years."

"Even if the fifth generation ancestor didn’t possess True Dragon Blood and didn’t have such terrifying strength amplification as I do, his ability to unblock all 365 acupoints in his body meant that his actual power was not only not inferior to mine now but almost double."

"If it weren’t for that fifth generation ancestor driving himself insane with practice, going against the norm, and thus bringing disaster upon himself.

With his protection, gathering resources, and supporting the sect, the Primordial Sect might have flourished for hundreds of years, potentially surpassing major sects like the Dharma Aspect Sect and Shenxiao Sect today."

Why was it said that the fifth generation ancestor of the Primordial Sect conquered the world with sheer strength?

Because Chen Ping had seen it in the inheritance classics of the Primordial Sect.

Besides the Primordial Golden Body Technique, the only top-notch one was the Seven Stars Swordsmanship unearthed from a relic, although this sword technique was not very suited for those who practiced the Primordial Technique, as they found it too intricate and delicate.

Just like Chen Ping’s current situation, he generally didn’t use the Clear Wind Shadowless Sword or the Seven Stars Swordsmanship, instead favoring the Primordial Swordsmanship, which was a great mix of simplicity and boldness.

Over time, it didn’t matter whether it was sword technique or not.

A plain, ordinary slash was the strongest sword technique under the heavens.

With unparalleled power, combined with Sword Gang Stream transforming into Sword Elemental Power, there was no need for fancy tricks.

Chen Ping guessed that the old eunuch beside King Jinghai refrained from making a move because he saw that his strength, coupled with the methods of Sword Gang Stream, meant that even someone with a cultivation stronger by a tier or two wouldn’t want to confront him head-on.

"It seems that even though Divine Master Duran is on the Celestial List and his cultivation realm is two to three minor realms higher than mine, it’s not impossible to fight him.

Even if I can’t win, at least, I have the assurance of retreating unscathed."

Soldiers wage life-and-death battles, on paths deciding survival and extinction.

Although Chen Ping’s foundation of cultivation was his physical body and Qi-blood, he would never turn himself into a clueless muscle brute.

Even when hearing about the brutal actions of the Beizhou Barbarians, while enraged,

he would never recklessly discard his useful life and rely on luck for survival.

Before setting out, he had already calculated his own strengths.

"Currently, just in terms of attack power, if I were to fully exert myself, it would be about half of the power the fifth generation ancestor used to conquer the world, so without considering the peculiar abilities of other lower-ranked individuals on the Celestial List, purely in attack power, I shouldn’t be too far off."

"After the Sword Intent Divinity Transformation, mental and willpower have significantly grown, and even though it’s slightly inferior to formidable figures who can cultivate a Spiritual Domain at the Peak of Unity Realm, at least I won’t unknowingly fall into a trap and still have the strength to fight."

These thoughts only lasted a moment as Chen Ping restrained the massive Qi mechanism emanating from him, mounted his horse, held his great halberd pointing forward.

Behind him Ji Mingyue closely followed, then Xiao Tong, Yu Hanshan, Mei Yu, and others, leading fifteen thousand cavalry, lit torches, readied rations, and advanced slowly.

A brief rest couldn’t fully restore stamina, but these over ten thousand cavalrymen were elite warriors selected by Chen Ping from the Xingqing Prefecture’s army, each one physically strong and vigorous.

At this moment, seeing the fight and hearing the shouts ahead, instead of fear, they became excited.

The faster they charged, the thundering of hooves grew louder, eventually merging into a colossal drumbeat, the ground’s rumble echoing like a massive drum across the plain.

Rounding the mountain bend, they saw a vast inexhaustible sea of heads, squeezing, crying, running around like headless flies.

This was the 300,000 people fleeing south from the Three Prefectures.

Reaching this place, most people were already exhausted, with some elderly and weak falling dead along the way.

Some walked until they could no longer, collapsing beside the road, never to rise again.

Some cried until they had no strength left to speak, their eyes empty, continuing slowly on the path.

They didn’t know their destination nor how long they could survive.

The ferociously howling Black Wolves behind them, bounding and leaping, eyes bloodshot, thoroughly relishing the carnage, tore into fresh flesh.

On the backs of the Black Wolves rode Hu People knights, clad in black armor, with high noses and blue eyes.

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