Enlightenment: Beginning as a Disposable Warrior

Chapter 394 - 232: Qi Feng Forbidden Zone, Academy Bets!

Su Mu’s deep eyes flickered with understanding. Ordinary people, even most Martial Artists in the Three Counties, would likely mistake the scene in front of them for just ordinary mountain mist.

But Su Mu saw clearly that what lay before him was not cloud and mist but rather dense and pure Metal Spiritual Qi. As for the sharpness that had just sliced the Hundred-Refined Elite Soldiers into pieces and ground them into powder, it was actually a powerful Martial Momentum.

If Su Mu’s guess was correct, Wang Xuantian comprehended Fist Momentum here.

The owner of the mist was likely the terrifying Demon Beast that had severely injured the Fire Sparrow long ago—the Hanging Eye White-Fronted Tiger among the two powerful Demon Beasts.

Even though the mist obscured Su Mu’s senses, Su Mu had a premonition. The Fire Sparrow had perished in the battle long ago, and the Hanging Eye White-Fronted Tiger likely met the same fate as the Fire Sparrow.

"The White Tiger Martial Momentum’s forbidden zone extends half a yard beyond the white mist."

Su Mu squinted his eyes, keenly noting that the White Tiger’s sharpness Martial Momentum was triggered at a distance of half a yard. The Hundred-Refined Elite Soldiers had been shattered when they touched this distance.

"Wang Xuantian comprehended Fist Momentum here... What does he mean by directing me to this place now?"

As his thoughts spun rapidly, Su Mu found himself unable to see through Wang Xuantian. However, matters of the heart are the most unpredictable, even more so than the weather. If he couldn’t see through it, so be it.

Although Su Mu had a rough idea of the half-yard distance, for caution’s sake, he lightly stomped his left foot, shaking up stones in a radius of several yards, while with his right hand, he grasped a few stones with his powerful Gang Force.

Swish, swish, swish!

Afterward, Su Mu casually tossed the stones.

Buzz, buzz, buzz!

The white mist stirred, resembling the sound of a sword or a Tiger Roar, as the mountain stones that pierced the air were powdered under the terrifying White Tiger Martial Momentum, scattering with the wind.

"It’s indeed half a yard... Well, let’s give it a try."

Su Mu’s eyes lit up as the Nine-inch Cyan Flame surged from every inch of his skin, and he stepped forward, reaching toward the white mist.

At half a yard, sharpness re-emerged.

There was no visible change to the Nine-inch Cyan Flame, yet a sliver of Su Mu’s fingertip was suddenly severed by the sharp force. After a flash of blood, the Nine-inch Cyan Flame was belatedly extinguished by the terrifying sharpness.

"Such a powerful Martial Momentum."

Su Mu’s eyes burned with intensity, his mouth slightly open as he inhaled deeply, his body erupting with the roars of tigers, the calls of deer, the howls of bears, the screeches of monkeys, and the cries of sparrows.

Profound Demon Five Transformations: Limit Break.

The Nine-inch Cyan Flame instantaneously transformed to a deep cyan, showing signs of breaking through a foot long.

But all of this shattered again as it touched the half-yard forbidden zone.

"Continue."

This time, Su Mu, in a Limit Break state, pushed the Majestic and Powerful Gang Force to its peak, forming a Qin Flame Grand Bell with the Fire Sparrow Gang Force two yards tall.

Su Mu reached out again.

Clang, clang, clang!

In less than a tenth of a breath, dozens, hundreds, even thousands of metallic clangs merged as countless cracks appeared on the Cyan Flame Grand Bell. It was then instantly dissected into fragments, completely shattered.

In an instant, Su Mu trembled slightly, letting out a muffled groan, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. His eyes, however, did not show defeat; they glowed even more intensely, flashing with brilliance.

"Let’s try the Fist Momentum again!"

Just as Su Mu was about to activate the Fist Momentum, a strong sense of crisis was transmitted from the Dragon of Spiritual Power in his mind. Without hesitation, Su Mu retreated a step with his Body Technique.

Buzz!

The mist seemed to be enraged by Su Mu’s Fist Momentum, echoing with an unprecedented buzzing, followed by an invisible sharp force surging out across the half-yard thunder zone.

A section of severed hair flew, a line of blood across the brow, and even with Su Mu’s strong physique and life force after one-third Blood Exchange, the wound couldn’t heal, blood flowing incessantly.

Rumble.

Within several yards, the sharp force rampaged, obliterating all trees and rocks, grinding them into powder like the crumbling of mountains.

"Wow—!"

Su Mu’s senses were keen, and the Dragon of Spiritual Power warned him just in time. His physical body sustained only superficial injuries, but his complexion turned pale instantly, staggering as the sharp force contained a substantial, formidable will.

The Martial Momentum is the manifestation of Martial Artist’s will; two opposing wills clash like fire and water, and two tigers can’t coexist on one mountain.

Su Mu’s current Martial Momentum couldn’t withstand the White Tiger’s Sharpness. In an instant, he was defeated, suffering a backlash from the Martial Momentum, feeling a piercing pain in his head as though squeezed by Tao Xingzheng’s sinister imprint.

Furthermore, a trace of sharpness infiltrated his body, now rampaging within.

Huff, huff!

Su Mu panted heavily, the Gangjin Pill within him spontaneously accelerated its circulation, the Majestic and Powerful Gang Force overwhelming the invading sharpness until his mind was completely calm. His eyes grew even brighter, showing a hint of surprise and unexpected delight.

"The blood-colored imprint seems to be weakened by the sharpness?"

After Tao Xingzheng’s death, the blood-colored imprint planted within him was extremely troublesome. Su Mu had tried numerous methods to no avail, as the imprint continuously absorbed Su Mu’s Qi Blood and Life Force to strengthen itself and seemed completely fused with Su Mu, impossible to remove.

But now Su Mu suddenly discovered a way to resolve the imprint completely.

Thinking this, Su Mu didn’t hesitate, a flash of Spiritual Light in his hand brought out a constrained porcelain bottle, tilting his head to swallow a luminous white elixir. As the medicinal power melted, it turned into a cool stream that diffused above his brow, clearing Su Mu’s mind by three points, and greatly alleviating the backlash from the Martial Momentum.