This person exuded an enormous aura, faintly revealing the bearing of a Great General. He had clearly reached the peak of the Brigadier General level.
However, if one were to sense it carefully, one would discover that within this person's magnificent aura, there was a trace of extremely fierce and crazy murderous aura. It was like a ferocious beast that was covered by a cloth, but revealed a trace of sharp fangs.
"Dama Trimo!"
Seeing this black-faced general, an aristocratic family elite suddenly exclaimed in a low voice as he recognized him. The others also revealed looks of shock, and they all backed away with expressions of fear on their faces.
Dama Trimo!
Ouzan was the number two figure of the Yarlung Royal Family in the Empire's northern royal district, a terrifying peak Brigadier General. But this was not the reason for their fear. Dama Trimo had once gone to the Great Snow Mountain Temple and studied martial arts there. However, his murderous nature was extremely strong, and the martial arts he cultivated were also extremely focused on killing. In addition, Dama Trimo was temperamental and had committed a sin of murder in the Great Snow Mountain Temple. A master of the Great Snow Mountain Temple had pierced his bones with chains and hung on a cliff behind the snow mountain for seven years.
Only later on, when his killing intent had greatly decreased was he released. He was then sent to the Yarlung Royal Family's Great General Namri Songtian. Only Namri Songtian's powerful Great General cultivation was able to barely suppress his killing intent and demonic energy. But even so, it was rumored that Dama Trimo would occasionally go berserk and kill his own people.
It was to the point that Namri Songtian would never release him except in extremely important battles.
No one had expected that this god of slaughter who had been suppressed by Great General Namri Songtian to temper his killing intent and demonic energy would be released at a time like this, and there was no one at his side who could control him. With his murderous nature, it was likely that everyone here would be killed by him.
"Hmph!"
Dama Trimo sneered. His gaze swept across the crowd like lightning, and he understood the fear in their hearts.
"Relax. This time, the Divine Temple gave me a Buddhist saber that suppressed my martial arts and killing intent, so relax. I won't attack any of you. "
As Dama Trimo spoke, he smiled contemptuously and patted his back. Only then did everyone notice that Dama Trimo was carrying a golden dagger on his back. A red swastika was carved on the scabbard of the saber. When looking at it from a distance, it felt like a pure Buddhist energy was contained in the saber.
"Hiss!"
Looking at the Buddha knife with the mark of the Great Snow Mountain Temple, and then at Dama Trimo's calm expression, everyone heaved a long sigh of relief.
"Greetings, General!"
Everyone quickly lowered their heads.
Dama Trimo was undoubtedly a legendary figure of the outer temple. He was far stronger than anyone else present, and probably no one other than Great Generals could suppress him.
"Hmph, let's go. There are plenty of people I can kill at Talas. I have no interest in you! "
As Dama Trimo spoke, he sneered and immediately passed through the crowd.
Behind him, Dayan Ersongrong, Darzhneysse, and the elite experts of the ancient clans of the plateau glanced at each other. After a few moments of thought, they followed Dama Trimo. The forty-thousand-some elites from the tribes and clans of the steppe gathered into a mighty flood as they made their way toward Dalun Ruozan's group.
… …
Time slowly passed, traveling north from Ouzan to the distant City of Talas. In an elegant study, endless torrents of Stellar Energy coiled around the room like countless pythons, filling every corner of the room. In the center of this torrent of Stellar Energy, two images, one gold and one red, floated in the air, illuminating the entire room.
If one looked carefully, one would realize that beneath the golden and red images of the sun and moon was a young figure, seated cross-legged and motionless. This figure was the center of the room, and all the torrents of Stellar Energy circled the room before returning to Wang Chong's body.
The Great Destruction Art!
Wang Chong was currently cultivating the last and strongest technique of the Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art. There was a saying that went, 'One begets Two, Two begets Three, Three begets All Things.' Of all the martial arts of the Central Plains, the Supreme and Infinite Origin Immortal Art represented 'One', and it was also the strongest martial art in the world.
Although the Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art was inferior to the Supreme and Infinite Origin Immortal Art, it was still extremely powerful. This was because the Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art represented 'Two', the Dao of Yin and Yang, the foundation of the world. This could be seen from the sun and moon, the tides.
When the yin-yang energy of the Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art reached its limit, one could cultivate the Great Destruction Art through Yin and Yang arts.
This technique was the strongest technique of the evil path, and it was also the supreme technique that the Evil Emperor had used to reign supreme over the world. Countless experts, elders of the righteous path and evil path had died to this technique of the Evil Emperor. But despite its power, it was also extremely difficult to cultivate.
If Wang Chong hadn't absorbed Giant King Ghareeb Hassam's vast Stellar Energy and reached the peak of the Brigadier General level, he wouldn't have had the right to cultivate the Great Destruction Art. But even so, it was still extremely difficult to cultivate.
The Great Destruction Art was divided into three minor levels: the first level, the Great Distortion Art, the second level, the Greater Spacetime Art, and the third level, the consummate Great Destruction Art!
The difficulty of each level was comparable to the cultivation of the previous two unique skills.
"Buzz!"
After some time, Wang Chong sat motionlessly, his long hair dancing in the wind. On his shoulders, the sun and moon mirages that had remained motionless all this time suddenly began to slowly approach. Rumble! At this moment, a strange change occurred. The room seemed to be overflowing with tides, and the pythons of Stellar Energy alternated between gold and red. Moreover, one gold and one red, they fused together. In an instant, the entire room seemed to be twisted by an invisible hand, and everything suddenly became blurry.
From one side, it was impossible to see the other. Everything had lost their original appearance, and while the Stellar Energy continued to rumble, it gave off an extremely dangerous feeling.
Kaclack!
The first to be affected were the wooden planks in the room. All the wooden planks rose up, and as they did so, they began to fiberize. Countless wooden fibers began to emerge. Rumble! Ring after ring of Stellar Energy surged out. In the blink of an eye, the wooden planks in the room immediately transformed into thousands upon thousands of wooden fibers, which were drawn into the torrent of Stellar Energy. As the Stellar Energy circulated, the entire room rumbled and spun.
Poppoppop! Soon after, the porcelain cups in the room began to shatter. These exquisite porcelain pieces that had clearly come from the Central Plains exploded into the finest white porcelain powder, which, along with the wooden fibers, were swept into the roiling flood of Stellar Energy and began to spin.
After the porcelain, the wooden table, table, and bookcase in the study all vanished, reduced to powder as the pythons of Stellar Energy began to spin through the room. In the end, only creaking sounds could be heard. Even the two simple and unadorned beast-shaped incense burners in the room couldn't withstand this power. The metal surface of the incense burners suddenly cracked from the inside out, and then quickly collapsed.
The Lord of Talas was extremely wealthy. The two incense burners he had placed in his room had been forged from the finest metal and had been meticulously tempered by Arab craftsmen. Not even the precious swords and sabers of Arabia could leave even the faintest marks on the incense burners, but under the effect of Wang Chong's Stellar Energy, the metal was completely shattered into tiny particles that scattered into the air.
But this was not the end. The pressure in the room was getting stronger and stronger, and the energy emanating from Wang Chong's body was increasing in intensity. The images of the golden and red sun and moon were growing brighter and more dazzling. Swish! Above Wang Chong, a black spatial fissure appeared in the distorted space, and then a second, a third …
Each black fissure was like a gaping mouth that led to a dreadful abyss.
Bang!
Suddenly, a strange aura flashed through the room. It was like a bolt of lightning had struck a storm. In a flash, all those spatial fissures vanished and were obliterated. Even the violent currents of Stellar Energy in the room dissipated in an instant.
Bzzz! Without the support of Stellar Energy, the wooden fibers, metal particles, and porcelain powder in the air began to drop to the ground, and the room fell silent once more.
"Haaa, what a pity. I was still lacking!"
With a light sigh, Wang Chong opened his eyes and glanced around the room. Seeing that it was in shambles, he quickly stood up.
The Great Destruction Art was the strongest of the three techniques and also the most difficult to cultivate. Wang Chong had originally planned to cultivate the first level of the Great Distortion Art before moving on to the second level of the Great Spacetime Art, but … he had failed. Even so, Wang Chong had not come without gains.
Although he had failed, Wang Chong's body and Psychic Energy had both received massive boosts, and his Stellar Energy had also grown stronger and sharper.
"Someone, tidy up the room."
Wang Chong raised his head and said.
"Yes, Milord!"
A voice came from outside, and it was extremely respectful.
Wang Chong nodded and stepped over the wreckage to open the door. Whoosh! The moment Wang Chong pushed open the door, an icy white mist surged in. Wang Chong narrowed his eyes as he felt a chill run down his spine.
The weather is getting colder and colder.
Wang Chong quietly said to himself. Dark clouds covered the sky over Talas, and the air was cold. Although it was still far from the time for snow to fall, Wang Chong could already sense that the temperature was beginning to drop. Many places in Talas had begun to light stoves to drive away the chill.
Bang!
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