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Ancestor of Dharma's Real Spirit
"Destiny Wheel, Ancestor of Dharma's Real Spirit! Kill him! "Fa Wudao roared. His face was ferocious, but it soon turned into a look of deep hatred. At this moment, his voice had turned into a curse. Threads of black curse power entered the Nirvana Wheel that had exploded into a whirlpool along with Fa Wudao's blood.
Bang!
With a loud boom, the Qi of Nirvana emerged from the whirlpool. It was also the Qi of Time.
A blurry figure strode out of the whirlpool. He wore a Dharma crown and stepped on a black cloud. He held a Fate Wheel in his hand and controlled thunder and lightning with his body.
"That's the Ancestor of Dharma from the Legalists! As expected, he died. Then, his Bloodline Fate Wheel turned into the Heavenly Wheel of Nirvana that protects Lawless! "Grandmaster Zhu's body trembled. Even in the Battlegod Space, the Ancestor of Dharma's Real Spirit was suppressed and could only use the combat strength of a Half-Emperor.
However, a Half Martial Emperor was enough to slaughter all of these people with a single palm strike.
As soon as the Ancestor of Dharma appeared, the thousands of spectating disciples were speechless. The Qi of Nirvana and Death filled the air. Zhu Xiaomei's face suddenly turned pale. She stepped back and murmured, "A Half-Saint can summon the Ancestor of Dharma's Real Spirit. Is Fa Wudao really that strong?"
"Not only is he strong, but he's also shameless! It was a one-on-one fight, but you summoned the Real Spirit of a Martial Emperor. I've learned about the Legalists' methods. "
Ye Fei's anger soared to the sky. If it was a one-on-one fight, he wouldn't complain even if he died. However, Fa Wudao was too insidious. He couldn't defeat Ye Fei, so he summoned the Real Spirit of a Martial Emperor to bully the weak. No matter how strong Fa Wudao's Bloodline was, he was still despicable.
"Hahaha, whatever you say. You deserve to die for destroying my Fate Wheel! You deserve to die for making the Legalists your enemy! As long as I can kill you, it's my ability! " Fa Wudao also knew that what he had done was despicable. However, the destruction of his Fate Wheel had driven him mad with rage.
"I'll kill him no matter what. I won't lose. I won't lose! Ancestor of Dharma's Real Spirit, kill him! "
"Yes!"
An ancient voice came from the mouth of the Technique Ancestor's true spirit. It was this divine voice that had actually pulverized Ye Fei's deathmatch.
The powerful Profound of Life and Death couldn't harm the Ancestor of Technique's true spirit. On the contrary, the Ancestor of Technique's deafening voice shook Ye Fei until he spat out blood from his nose and mouth. He felt as if all the bones in his body were about to shatter. If he was already in such a state, many of the disciples of the aristocratic families near the Martial Spirit City were sent flying and vomiting blood. They were severely injured by the divine sound and fainted on the spot.
That was the power of a Martial Emperor. Even though it was a real spirit, even though it could only display the fighting strength of a Half-Emperor, the Ancestor of Techniques was still extremely terrifying.
Kill!
Law Pathless roared again. His face was ferocious as he pointed at Ye Fei. His eyes were filled with hatred and murderous intent. At the same time, the Ancestor of Techniques, who looked like a giant in the sky, actually followed his movements and got into a fighting posture.
It was as if Pathless Law had become the Ancestor of Techniques and the Ancestor of Techniques had become Pathless Law. Following Pathless Law's movements, the Ancestor of Techniques in the sky took out a terrifying Fate Wheel the size of a mountain from behind him. It was the Fate Wheel of a Martial Emperor. Even though it was also suppressed by the Martial God's Space, its power was still extremely terrifying.
The Ancestor of Techniques waved the Fate Wheel and half of the divine fire in the Martial Spirit City was extinguished by the Fate Wheel. Just by touching the Fate Wheel, Ye Fei felt as if his body had been ruthlessly slashed by a knife. There was a huge gash on his body and blood spurted into the sky.
"Immortal Power, retreat!"
Ye Fei's face was grave and there was a faint trace of fear. If he hadn't been afraid of exposing his identity, he could have activated the Despair Power. Even if he was facing a Martial Emperor Real Spirit, he wouldn't have been so badly injured. However, he couldn't. Therefore, Ye Fei could only retreat and use the Immortal Power to heal his body.
"Die!"
Pathless Law shouted. His voice was shrill like a ferocious ghost. The Ancestor of Techniques also shouted. Horrifying sound waves tore the sky apart and formed a frightening thunderbolt. Then, the Ancestor of Techniques took a step forward and crossed half of the Martial Spirit City. The huge Fate Wheel carried with it a horrifying murderous intent. It was ruthless and cold as it smashed towards Ye Fei.
Ye Fei couldn't escape. Under the pressure of the Ancestor of Techniques' Real Spirit, Ye Fei's flesh and bones were about to be crushed by the Immortal Power. He could only stand where he was and squint at the mountain-sized Fate Wheel that was smashing towards him.
If it hit him, he would be smashed into pieces immediately.
"He's doomed. It's a pity that I didn't manage to kill him myself!" Zhu Xiaomei held the golden halberd in her hand and her eyes were filled with regret. She really couldn't forget the fact that Ye Fei had patted her head.
"Sigh, that's fine too. This kid's origins are unknown and he's learned the general principles of our Zhu family's forging. Even though it's only a small portion, he'll still be a disaster if we keep him around." Master Zhu stroked his beard and looked at the robe and gourd Ye Fei had returned to him. He could not help but sigh deeply.
"Hmph, this is what happens when you go against the school of Legalism! So what if he's left his name on the Martial Spirit Tablet? He'll still die before he can rise … Wait, the Martial Spirit Tablet. Don't tell me he's … "
Rumble!
Before that person could speak, the entire Martial Spirit City suddenly exploded with a deafening sound. This deafening sound instantly turned the entire Martial Spirit City into ashes. Many people looked at the Ancestor of Techniques who was wielding his Fate Wheel in shock. The Ancestor of Techniques was extremely furious. He lifted his Fate Wheel up like a mountain and smashed it down again. He wanted to smash Ye Fei into meat paste.
However, there was one thing that stopped it.
It was the Martial Spirit Tablet! No one had thought that Ye Fei would actually flee to the bottom of the Martial Spirit Tablet. The Martial Spirit Tablet was protected by an ancient seal.
The seal would not stop cultivators from testing themselves. When the cultivator's cultivation exceeded the limits of the test, the Martial Spirit Tablet would launch a fierce counterattack.
However, the Ancestor of Techniques had clearly exceeded the limits of the Martial Spirit Tablet. The seal of the Martial Spirit Tablet was immediately triggered. A powerful, golden light erupted from the Martial Spirit Tablet, blocking the Fate Wheel from the Ancestor of Techniques.
Ye Fei was pleasantly surprised and certain. "I knew it. I knew it. The Martial Spirit Tablet is so special. Why didn't the quasi-emperors forcefully take it away or destroy it? It's not that they don't want to, it's that they can't! So what if Wudao Fa has summoned the Ancestor of Techniques? He still can't destroy the seal of the Martial Spirit Tablet! "
Wudao Fa had discovered Ye Fei's actions as well, which was why he became furious. He went as far as to use the Ancestor of Techniques to smash his Fate Wheel at the Martial Spirit Tablet again and again. "Bastard, come out if you have the balls and hide under the Martial Spirit Tablet. What kind of man are you? Get out here and die!"
"What's the point of going out? Come in if you have the balls and let's fight for ten thousand rounds!" Ye Fei's battle intent surged as he curled his finger at Wudao Fa. It angered Wudao Fa so much that he vomited blood on the spot. His gaze became even more venomous. "You're not coming out? Fine, I have plenty of ways to kill you."
Boom!
The Ancestor of Techniques stopped attacking the Martial Spirit Tablet. His huge Fate Wheel suddenly changed directions, fanning towards the flames that were still burning in the surroundings. Wherever the Fate Wheel fanned the Ancestor of Techniques, the flames would be extinguished. The charred ground would appear.
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