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There are techniques for wielding the eighteen weapons: sword, blade, spear, staff, axe, hammer, dagger, bow, shield, etc.; there are also unarmed combat skills honing the body dao: hands, legs, shoulders, elbows, knees, fingers, waist, arms, back...The same person, using different methods, played out in his mind how to truly "fight".
At dawn, the spear flowers pierced the woods;
At dusk, sweat drenched the rock.
The boy in simple attire, trained from morning till night, from spring till winter, with yin and yang interchanging and the seasons overlapping, never stopped.
Until the boy became a youth, and the youth became middle-aged...
Until the opponent changed from wooden stakes to real people, from martial artists to gods...
He still hasn’t stopped!
He is still training!
He is still fighting!
The path of battle, the life of martial arts.
He went from breaking rocks to piercing mountains, to splitting oceans, to breaking eternity!
With one final punch, he obliterated all imagery.
The flying scenes condense back to the War Ancestor’s indomitable and unshakable majestic imagery, accompanied by Taoist music like thunder, tearing at eardrums:
"The King of a hundred weapons, none surpass martial arts."
"Of a thousand techniques, all are inferior to the war dao."
"Boy, have you understood?"
In that instant of enlightenment, Xu Xiaoshou seemed to have undergone ten thousand years of arduous cultivation, and his entire being was transformed as if reborn.
He didn’t need to try anything, just stood there accepting the inheritance.
His battle heart clear and bright, feeling that every part of his body was a weapon, capable of tearing enemies apart as easily as using his own limbs.
He even felt that his peak third realm battle consciousness seemed to be breaking its shackles...
But is there such a realm?
Fourth realm?
Xu Xiaoshou was dumbfounded.
He had thought War Ancestor was strong, but not this formidable.
You are so talented and work so hard, you shouldn’t reincarnate or fall into oblivion; surely someone treacherous stabbed you in the back, leading to your defeat?
Revive, my War Ancestor!
Serve me, my War Ancestor!
Stunned in place for half a day, his heart surging with emotion, until another thunder-like voice came to his ears:
"Boy, is it you who summoned this ancestor?"
Yes!
Who else but me?
Xu Xiaoshou instinctively nodded, suddenly awakened, eyes widening, his entire being bristled like a startled cat, leaping backward:
"Who!"
"Who is speaking!"
Looking up, the first venerable Kan position had changed.
Its background was no longer a pure black vortex, but manifested as an Ancient War God Platform, with an ancient and primeval aura in the martial arts arena.
Above the arena, the War Ancestor Dharma Form, with a dignified expression, crossed his arms, looking down coldly at him.
"Ah?"
Xu Xiaoshou’s jaw dropped to the ground, large enough to fit ten eggs, "You, you are speaking?"
The War Ancestor Dharma Form sneered, a cold laugh, but spoke no words.
Yet its expression was lively, with eyes full of spirit, as if it was not just the War Ancestor Dharma Form, but the War Ancestor’s true self.
Damn!
Revived?
No, no, impossible...
Maybe it’s just a wisp of War Ancestor’s will awakening?
Is this what the crazy Nu mentioned as "danger"? No, this is too dangerous!
Just the first one brought the War Ancestor’s will over, how does one dare to delve deeper into this foolish Venerable Extreme Slash module?
If they plot secretly while you sleep, and rise collectively to revolt and attack, what then?
In just a moment, Xu Xiaoshou’s astonished expression and vigilant battle intent retracted entirely, becoming calm like an ancient well, neither humble nor arrogant as he bowed:
"Junior Xu Xiaoshou, presents respects to War Ancestor."
Only then did the War Ancestor’s gaze soften slightly.
Surveying the gray foggy surroundings and the other eight venerable Kan positions, as if in deep thought.
Soon, he turned back, with a fleeting sigh in his eyes, his voice still like thunder:
"Has this ancestor already fallen?"
The man’s voice was like a bolt of lightning, truly numbing Xu Xiaoshou.
He hadn’t imagined that, not only could it speak and communicate, but it also had self-awareness and awareness of its surroundings.
Is not this a living War Ancestor true self?
A single disrespect, would it devour the owner, crush him?
"No..."
Xu Xiaoshou’s gaze fell onto the silver-white smooth tentacle on the War Ancestor’s chest; it connected with him through robbing path whiskers.
This felt like a forcefully signed master-servant contract, one thought and the War Ancestor would turn to ash.
Of course, the Venerable Dharma Form won’t truly die.
The initial formation of the War Ancestor drained his Nine Wheel Infinite Silence Son’s energy, continuing to squeeze him afterward.
If it shattered, it would only consume vast amounts of infinite energy, nurturing itself back from the venerable Kan position, continuing to siphon himself.
The only way to make the War Ancestor before him utterly die is to cultivate a genius that surpasses the War Ancestor, only then will the War Ancestor Dharma Form disintegrate, freeing up the venerable Kan position.
And these are the worst-case scenarios, if the War Ancestor is against him and cannot be commanded.
Actually, through the robbing path whiskers, Xu Xiaoshou could clearly sense an innate will path power, connecting and rooting in the Ancestral God Dharma Form.
This would make the War Ancestor and his future selves willing at heart to serve him as the master, assisting in his cultivation.
Of course, this was not absolute.
If faced with an entity equally proficient in will path, it might break free from its control, but it wouldn’t cause much harm.
Just crushing and coalescing, over and over again, until it submits.
Even if unwilling to submit, should the robbing path whiskers detach, his mind valve closed, the Venerable Dharma Form would never leave the venerable Kan position.
Indeed, this is the Nine Coffin Scenario.
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