Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!

After so many years have passed, this alliance genius hasn't changed much. Except for an improvement in realm, his appearance and aura, his Dharma and Taoist Scripture remain the same.

With a robust physique and broad shoulders, his entire body is surrounded by a sacred aura, with an eye between his brows so deep as if it sees through all worldly things.

The palace above his head has become much smaller, but it's surrounded by a brilliant luster, extraordinary in appearance, even giving off a sense of ancient simplicity if felt carefully.

He stood in the mountains, his back to that outstretched hand, with the aura around him growing ever more intense.

It's unimaginable.

This place is suppressed by an array and is filled with the power of True God, yet he can mobilize his realm?

No, that's not right!

Chen Pingping was on alert: "You are not from the alliance."

He knew Sound was of the Divine Clan, belonging to the alliance, but...he knew nothing about identities outside of the alliance.

Just like that Goddess, and the escaping Alien Race Heaven Emperor.

"I have never been a member of the alliance." Sound opened the eye between his brows, and in the deep world, a figure surrounded by golden light was seated.

That was his deity.

Though only an inch tall, the Sound of the Great Tao descended, the Dharma Principles surged, and auspicious signs were rolling out, making the scene very impressive.

The sense of ancient simplicity grew even stronger.

He walked toward Chen Pingping, every step unbearably heavy, like a giant moving forward. The mountains shook, an ear-splitting sound echoed, and suddenly an ancient scripture surged out from within him.

Outside the array.

Lin Qianfan finally recalled this "old friend," his eyes nearly popping out. In disbelief, he exclaimed: "It's him, the Divine Son of the dynasty, I've seen him before."

Yue Wuxia was stunned: "Dynasty? Which dynasty?"

"The Divine Son of the True Martial Dynasty!" Lin Qianfan swallowed hard, his voice trembling: "This Divine Son comes from an astonishing background, it is said he's the ninth offspring of the True Martial Emperor, practicing an ancient skill. It's over, it's over, Daoist Chen might fall."

A real Divine Son, with the blood of the God flowing through his veins.

Rumors say this Divine Son had great resolve, and when he was born, his realm skyrocketed to the Heaven Emperor Realm, but after coming of age, he destroyed all realms and began cultivating anew.

He has been to many Lands of Bitter Cold, and once struggled in the world of the Human Clan, eventually entering the mundane world for arduous cultivation.

Hundreds of years ago, deep within the Ancient Battlefield, Lin Qianfan caught a glimpse of him.

Now finally remembering, Lin Qianfan couldn't remain calm, pacing back and forth, extremely uneasy, hands unsure of where to place.

"The True Martial Emperor has so many offspring?" Yue Wuxia asked, eyes wide open.

"..."

This young woman's focus, why is it so peculiar?

Lin Qianfan glanced at her. Is the number of offspring the True Martial Emperor has the topic to discuss now?

The ninth offspring of the True Martial Emperor, encountering Daoist Chen within the array, that is the focal point!

The Divine Son destroys realms, training arduously to perfect ancient skills. If he opens his eyes, he could probably become a deity on the spot!

Yue Wuxia's eyes sparkled, quite excited: "Slay the Divine Son, wash the dynasty in blood, capture the True Martial Emperor alive, howling...Pingping, hear my command, attack!"

If it wasn't for the strong suppression of the array, she might have rushed in already.

This is a grand achievement!

"No, no, gotta come up with a plan." The more Yue Wuxia thought, the more excited she became: "I have to go in."

Lin Qianfan stumbled.

Han Sanqian quickly stopped her: "Big Brother, calm down." Though he didn't know the significance of the Divine Son, he knew of the True Martial Emperor.

A god who has lived for endless ages.

The descendants he produced surely aren't mediocre either, might have thousands of underlying strengths!

If Chen Pingping gets slain, he must cling to Yue Wuxia as a lifeline, can't let her go to her death.

Sound's advancing speed was getting faster and faster, the ancient scripture on him suddenly exploded, releasing a tremendous killing intention, and at this moment, he clenched his fist, punching towards this place.

Chen Pingping was dignified, unable to sense his realm fluctuation. He hadn't activated his realm, yet what was with that scripture earlier?

No time to ponder, he also swung his fists.

Bang...

The two collided, pure force and force, generating a huge impact, with layers of invisible ripples spreading out.

Fortunately, this place is peculiar, with the power of the array, and the power of True God.

This aftermath was quickly suppressed.

"Is your physical body flawless?" Chen Pingping's expression was solemn.

"For I have practiced arduously for hundreds of years." Sound responded.

"So, that scripture just now wasn't a cultivation scripture?"

"Taoist Scripture." His words were concise, he glanced at the large hand behind him, then struck again...

Meanwhile, the scripture that exploded earlier once again coalesced.

Taoist Scripture!

Not a cultivation scripture, but a kind of flawlessness, after reaching the pinnacle of the Transforming Realm, appearing on the body.

Called original scripture, it can also be interpreted as the manifestation of attainment of Tao.

It's incredible.

In the slowly cultivating world, hardly anyone can achieve this step.

Once original scripture is perfected, it could very well generate a new Power of Order.

He harbors grand ambition, walking a path baffling to others.

When Sound entered this place a second time, his power was even more immense, with the ancient scripture accompanying him, the two echoing each other, once unfurling and once closing, in a flash suppressing Chen Pingping's Physical Strength.

Chen Pingping was aghast, as they clashed, he was surprisingly suppressed, his body backing away repeatedly, and just as he lifted his head, the opponent charged in for the third time.

Extremely fast, like a Flood Dragon.

"I know your physical body is strong, but not as strong as mine!" Sound coldly and confidently claimed.

The third punch, with power magnified hundredfold.

Upon impact, the entire array, even this patch of sky and earth, trembled, with layers of ripples finally sweeping with a pace observable by the physical body.

This is the embodiment of flawlessness.

Before it even reached here, Chen Pingping began to suffocate, producing an illusion that he might be beaten to death by him.

"My physical body is flawless, manifested in original scripture, each strike layering power, with essence, qi, and spirit at peak state, you can't possibly win me." The fist whistled forth, at an instant, landed before Chen Pingping, accompanied by Sound's cold words.

Physical body flawless, original scripture, power layering, essence, qi, and spirit...

In that brief instant, Chen Pingping remembered these words, swiftly retreating, then embraced his Divine Soul, steadfastly guarding the Oneness.

The Boundless Sea in his heart rapidly unfurled.

Original force dawned out, like an Ancient Ferocious Beast pouncing forward.

Hmm?

Sound was somewhat surprised.

The third assault was thus blocked by Chen Pingping, he observed that golden sea, remained silent for a moment...

"My body is also flawless, why don't I have the original scripture you mentioned?" After fending off his attack, Chen Pingping stretched his body, adjusting his state.

He felt that in the field of the physical body, flawlessness was merely the first step, with much more behind that he didn't understand.

Unfortunately, Sound didn't explain, his expression remained cold and wordless, then turned and fled into the center of the array.

The pursuing Chen Pingping strode after him, persistently provoking him with words: "You haven't developed your five internal organs?"

The pressure growing ever stronger.

The distance to that hand was closing.

Chen Pingping finally saw it clearly, but... his gaze was horrified, his scalp tingling, that wasn't the hand of the Human Emperor elder, but the hand of a God.

Underneath the giant hand, a figure trudged with difficulty, faceless, without features, yet the body so clear it wasn't even clothed.

Only when it turned, no... a sideways glance, the face and features continually shifting changes.

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