PFC Chapter 613 Doubts
Chapter 613 Doubts
"Even old monsters like us who have lived for hundreds of years have barely reached the realm of the Innate Grandmaster."
"And even if we reach the realm of the Innate Grandmaster."
"It is extremely difficult to break through to the Great Perfection of the Innate Realm and step into the legendary Martial Emperor level."
The old ancestor spoke in a serious tone.
"The Great Perfection of the Innate Realm? What is that?" Xu Yao asked in confusion.
"The Martial Emperor level is equivalent to the Martial Venerable or Martial Saint."
"In the ancient martial arts, there is an even higher existence above martial artists."
"The Innate Realm is the highest level on the path of martial arts cultivation, while the Martial Emperor is the pinnacle of martial arts," the patriarch said, word by word.
After hearing the ancestor's words, Xu Yao's eyes showed surprise.
He never imagined that there was something even stronger at the pinnacle of ancient martial arts.
"Now that I possess the strength of the early stage of Martial King, am I getting closer and closer to the middle stage of Martial King?" Xu Yao muttered to himself.
"It's basically impossible for you to break through to the mid-stage of Martial King in your lifetime, unless you encounter a peerless genius who might give you a sliver of hope."
"And this person is clearly not you. You should focus on improving your own cultivation level." The patriarch looked at Xu Yao with a solemn expression.
Xu Yao pursed his lips, his expression slightly disappointed.
He knew the ancestor was right; it was indeed impossible for him to reach the mid-stage of the Martial King realm.
After all, his current talent can only reach this level, which is far from what he imagined.
"Don't be discouraged, kid. Although martial arts cultivation is extremely difficult now, it's not entirely hopeless."
"It is said that there is a realm called Huazhen among the nine ranks of martial arts."
"This realm is said to be knowledgeable of the mysteries of heaven and earth and to control the laws of heaven and earth."
"Any martial artist who enters this realm will see their strength increase several times over."
"There is even a chance to break through to the Martial Emperor realm, not only to achieve physical immortality but also to live forever."
"The beings at this level have long since disappeared without a trace."
"This has never happened before in the entire history of Chinese martial arts."
"However, I believe that with your current aptitude, you will be able to reach this realm sooner or later," the patriarch said, comforting Xu Yao.
"Mm." Xu Yao nodded gently.
Meanwhile, on the other side of this starry world, in a mountain range within this world.
Deep within these mountains lies a palace, and here sits a man in black robes.
He was wearing a black cloak and exuded a strong smell of blood.
The man in black held a dagger dripping with blood in his hand.
As soon as Xu Yao entered the palace, a cold light streaked across the void and hurtled directly towards him.
Responding swiftly, he wielded a sharp sword to deflect the attack.
In an instant, the sword in Xu Yao's hand broke, and he was sent flying.
He crashed to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Who are you?" Xu Yao stared coldly at the man in black and shouted.
"You are not worthy to know!" the man in black said in a hoarse voice, sharp as the friction of metal.
He then brandished his dagger and attacked Xu Yao.
A dull thud sounded, and Xu Yao stumbled back a few steps.
Blood stained the corner of his mouth, his face was pale, and he stared coldly at the man in black in front of him.
The man in black was surrounded by a terrifying aura of malevolence, filled with a bloodthirsty and frenzied killing intent.
His eyes were bloodshot red, giving him the appearance of a bloodthirsty demon radiating a terrifying aura.
"Are you a member of the vampire clan?" Xu Yao stared at the man in black, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes.
"It seems you're quite knowledgeable, knowing that we're vampires," the man in black said coldly.
"What do you want from me?" Xu Yao said coldly, as memories of the vampires surfaced in his mind.
In the Western world, vampires are an extremely evil and mysterious organization.
Vampires are skilled at absorbing the blood of others to strengthen themselves.
Once a powerful vampire is born, they will send a powerful vampire to China to kill him.
In this world, the only group that is not afraid of the threat of the vampires is the Martial Alliance.
However, even though the Martial Alliance is powerful, it cannot arbitrarily interfere in the affairs of this world.
Because their duty is to protect the Chinese martial arts world.
Any entity that infringes upon the Chinese martial arts world must suffer a devastating blow from the Martial Alliance.
The vampires are no exception, but they remain hidden in the shadows, preventing the Martial Alliance from eliminating them.
The sudden reappearance of these vampires filled Xu Yao with doubt.
"I'm only here to kill you," the man in black said coldly to Xu Yao.
In an instant, the man in black disappeared from the spot, and Xu Yao's expression hardened and his pupils shrank.
He hurriedly activated his martial arts to defend himself, but the man in black struck Xu Yao on the shoulder with his knife.
Blood splattered everywhere, and his left arm flew off.
Xu Yao roared in pain, when a muffled sound suddenly rang out.
Xiao Yifeng kicked the man in black in the chest, sending him flying.
The man in black slammed into the wall and fell to the ground.
With a scream, his eyes widened and he involuntarily spat out a mouthful of blood.
The man in black had a ferocious and twisted expression on his face. He struggled for a moment and then spat out a mouthful of blood.
At this moment, Xu Yao waved his right hand, and a cold light flashed out, instantly slitting the throat of the man in black.
The black-clad man's body then collapsed to the ground.
"Who is this guy? He looks so much like someone you know!"
Xu Yao approached the corpse, his expression solemn and his brows furrowed.
"He must be Su Chen, right? But why would he suddenly appear here?" Xu Yao's expression kept changing.
"Never mind him, I'm going back to my room to rest. I'm going into seclusion tomorrow," Xu Yao said, turning and returning to his room.
The next morning, Xu Yao came out of his room and went to the courtyard. He picked up a sword and began to practice his swordsmanship.
Each time he swung the sword, it emitted a series of sword cries.
In the end, Xu Yao cleaved the sword in two with a single strike.
Xu Yao looked at the broken sword in his hand, his brows furrowed and his expression became very unpleasant.
At that moment, a dull thud was heard, and the door to Xu Yao's room was kicked open.
The man in black stood at the door, his eyes flashing with a cold and terrifying killing intent as he stared at Xu Yao.
"Who are you?" Xu Yao stared coldly at the man in black.
"The one who will kill you!" the man in black shouted coldly.
He brandished his curved sword and charged towards Xu Yao.
A sky full of sword shadows enveloped Xu Yao, leaving him with no way to escape.
Xu Yao's expression hardened, and he performed a sword technique by forming hand seals.
He vanished in a blur, followed by a series of loud, piercing crashes.
Xu Yao's swordsmanship clashed fiercely with the curved blade in the black-clad man's hand, both pushing their strength to the limit.
Xu Yao and the man in black exchanged another punch, both of them being forced to retreat backward by the impact.
The man in black trembled, and a trickle of blood escaped from the corner of his mouth.