Chapter 153: The Subtleties of Rules

Two transcendent natives were somewhat panic-stricken because they couldn’t identify which one was real. Each Dongbo Xueying wielded six arms and three long spears, making it extremely difficult to defend against all of them.

“Let’s test and find out which one is the real!” Both transcendent natives, each holding a shield, stood side by side in preparation.

“Relying on shields? It won’t work! My illusions aren’t that easy to break!”

Three Dongbo Xueyings lunged forward simultaneously, thrusting their spears.

Nine spears, like nine coiling dragons, attacked from different directions, instantly aiming at the heads, throats, and other vital areas of the two transcendent natives.

“Block! Quickly block!”

Dongbo Xueying’s spear techniques were inherently elusive and unpredictable. With nine spear shadows surrounding them at once, the two transcendent natives, already inferior in cultivation, hoped to block all nine spear attacks with only two shields? This was undoubtedly a dream. In an instant, they were overwhelmed with panic.

Whoosh.

Three spears, spinning like dragons, slipped past the shields. With a plop, one transcendent native clutched his throat, but a large gaping wound spewed blood, and he collapsed lifelessly. If he were a demon, perhaps his life force could endure. But for transcendent natives—apart from a few rare exceptions—most couldn’t withstand such a fatal injury.

“No——” The remaining transcendent native, naturally, fell down next.

Looking at the corpses of the two transcendent natives,

Dongbo Xueying slightly shook his head.

Their cultivation was too low; merely possessing great strength and speed was like being a foolish, clumsy beast. Unable to break Dongbo Xueying’s illusions, they could only be easily slaughtered.

Continuing upward along the stone path, the oppressive soul pressure disappeared, leaving a feeling of ease.

“The third segment, also the last. The first two segments failed to threaten me. I hope this third segment can offer some pressure.” Dongbo Xueying still held expectations, because according to records, the task of climbing the mountain was indeed extremely difficult.

Carefully calculating:

The first segment was merely an ambush assassin, easily dealt with.

The second segment was clearly much more difficult. Those two transcendent natives could control coldness and flames, and Dongbo Xueying himself was under soul oppression! Both opponents were at the peak of the Saint level! Fortunately, Dongbo Xueying had the means of illusions; otherwise, it would have been extremely difficult to win.

The third segment would be even harder!

“Clack, clack, clack.”

Step by step, he walked upward along the mountain path.

After walking for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Dongbo Xueying arrived at the end of the entire mountain path, at the summit of this towering, majestic mountain.

Standing at the summit, he raised his head to gaze at the sky. In the distance, he could already faintly see a building within the clouds and mist—that was the so-called “Celestial Dome Prison!” It was where the Xia Clan imprisoned numerous fierce and powerful alien races.

“Is this my opponent?” Dongbo Xueying looked at the small, elderly man sitting cross-legged at the mountaintop ahead.

The small old man wore only animal hide, his entire body covered in fur, his eyes murky, sitting there with legs crossed, stupidly and Dullly gazing upward at the high sky, staring at the Celestial Dome Prison above.

Suddenly, the small old man turned his gaze forward toward Dongbo Xueying as if sensing something.

“Someday.”

The small old man’s murky eyes suddenly filled with violent intent, and he spoke in a deep voice, “The Celestial Dome Prison will be breached, and your human Xia Clan will eventually perish!”

“Perish? Relying on you transcendent natives?” Dongbo Xueying sneered, “Don’t dream!”

“The Xia Clan remains so confident,” the small old man chuckled, his chest rising and falling as he laughed, his body trembling, “I really, really hate the appearance of you Xia Clan humans! I truly wish to slaughter every last human of the Xia Clan. I can’t do it anymore, but today, the Xia Clan Unbelievable sent me to guard the final segment. They even ordered me to go all out, promising great rewards if I kill you… Haha, such a good offer, how could I refuse?”

“Enough talk, prepare to die!”

Facing this madman, Dongbo Xueying immediately blurred and transformed.

Hua!

Instantly, three Dongbo Xueyings appeared, each displaying six arms, totaling nine spears.

“Not even grasping true intent yet, yet able to manifest such realistic illusions. You must be an elite within the Xia Clan,” the small old man slowly lifted his head, “Killing an elite among transcendent beings is truly interesting.”

Weng—

A strange ripple emerged from the small old man.

Then, centered on him, the ripple spread forward in a fan shape. Wherever it passed, space slightly rippled. Peng! Peng! The two illusionary bodies of Dongbo Xueying instantly began to break apart under the impact of this ripple. The illusionary arms and spears of Dongbo Xueying also began to shatter and disintegrate.

“What!” Dongbo Xueying was greatly alarmed, “Broken?”

His illusions were formed from the essence of rules and mysteries, a force beyond the material. It was extremely difficult to destroy such illusions. Generally, there were two methods: one was to use extremely powerful transcendent force to directly destroy them! The other was to use ‘essence of rules and mysteries’ to unravel them.

The ripple emitted by the small old man was true intent!

What is true intent?

True intent was the result of comprehending the profound mysteries of heaven and earth to a sufficient depth. These rule mysteries had already congealed together and manifested substantially! This was true intent. True intent itself possessed immense power.

Ordinarily, true intent could hardly break his illusions.

His illusions were already the embryonic form of the third-grade true intent ‘Illusionary Intent.’ Dongbo Xueying could sense that as long as he continued down this path, he could master ‘Illusionary Intent.’ And if Illusionary Intent were elevated to a higher grade—it could possibly reach the legendary second-grade true intent ‘Virtual Realm Intent.’

But these were merely manipulations of illusions and virtual realms, which were only auxiliary techniques for him, secondary paths!

His combat relied on real attacking power!

So he had never considered advancing along the path of ‘Illusionary Intent’! Yet even so, this was already the embryonic form of third-grade true intent—it wasn’t easy to break.

“This is my true intent, the Water Surge Intent!” the small old man sneered, “I really don’t know what your Xia Clan experts were thinking, sending a little brat who hasn’t even grasped true intent to fight me.”

As he finished speaking,

Boom!

The small old man leapt from the ground, transforming into a streak of light directly charging toward Dongbo Xueying, his momentum like a dragon.

“Die!” The small old man’s two palms directly struck toward Dongbo Xueying.

“Block.”

His opponent was too fast.

Dongbo Xueying hastily raised a spear to defend, the spear tip aiming at the opponent’s palm. However, a layer of true intent protected the opponent’s palm surface, a layer formed from congealed rule mysteries. Dongbo Xueying’s spear tip, infused with wind, water, and fire power, struggled to penetrate the barrier of true intent. The remaining force was no longer enough to pierce the peak Saint-level protective battle qi covering the opponent’s palm.

Peng~~

The two separated instantly upon contact.

Under the impact of the palms, the spear shaft bent, and Dongbo Xueying himself flew backward. Although the spear shaft tried to dissipate the force, a hidden impact still transmitted directly through the spear into Dongbo Xueying’s body. It felt as if he had plunged into surging waves, Boom boom boom~~~ continuous hidden force battered his insides. With a spray of blood from his mouth, Dongbo Xueying fell to the ground, immediately supporting himself with his hands.

“Cursed.” Dongbo Xueying felt his internal organs had suffered cracks and wounds. Supporting himself on the ground, blood spewed from his mouth. Fortunately, he had awakened his ancient bloodline, possessing extremely strong recovery abilities. Otherwise, just this hidden force alone would have been enough to kill him.