Chapter 1710: Wisdom Reaches the Heavens

The two figures, one large and one small, collided for the first time in mid-air. The moment they first collided, Linguan immediately noticed the unique nature of Xu Sheng's Dao realm domain.

The 36-layered Heavenly Dao realm domain unleashed by Linguan with the help of his Dao fruit was externalized, spreading outwards, no different from the domains of other enlightened beings or deities. However, Xu Sheng's Dao realm domain was internalized, completely contracted!

He had never seen this application method on Qin Mu either.

This also indicated that their cultivation systems were completely opposite; Xu Sheng's cultivation method was vastly different from Qin Mu's!

Externalization meant a wider coverage area. In large-scale combat, when the domain unfolded, anything within it would be affected. For instance, the Grand Emperor's supreme divine consciousness domain could spread out to cover an entire continent, trapping everyone within his domain, making it difficult for them to struggle.

An internalized domain, on the other hand, was concentrated within the cultivator's body. Its coverage area naturally couldn't be as vast as an externalized domain; it would only expand its coverage after the cultivator's divine treasures were released.

Xu Sheng's 33-layered Heavenly domain converged, held within his body without being released. Its cohesive power was incredibly strong!

He cut into Linguan Ancient God's 36-layered Heavenly Dao realm domain, and the formidable power hidden within his body made it difficult for the 36-layered domain to harm him!

The two figures instantly disengaged the moment they collided.

The instant they separated, their divine arts shifted unpredictably, dazzling the eye and making them hard to distinguish. Yet, in their eyes, every divine art of their opponent was clearly visible, and the Dao principles and philosophies embedded within each divine art were vividly reflected in their minds.

Someone as brazen as Qin Mu, when slaying Linguan Ancient God's avatar, would not bother to understand or analyze the profundities and techniques of the avatar's divine arts, simply killing it directly. But Xu Sheng was different.

He could appreciate the beauty of Linguan's divine arts and the wonder of his Dao principles, and then proceed to decipher them.

By the time their figures had fully separated, they were already facing away from each other, yet their divine arts continued to barrage each other!

By the time they separated and each landed on a mountaintop, they had already exchanged over 1,600 types of divine arts. Each divine art contained distinct Dao principles and philosophies, with no move being repeated.

The moment their feet landed, two thunderous booms resounded as two massive black mountains sank under their feet and cracked open.

The cracked mountains formed a passage for the prehistoric powerhouses attempting to sneak into this world via the World Tree. The passage, previously shrouded in darkness, now gleamed with light, guiding them as they infiltrated this universe!

*Thump, thump, thump.*

Xu Sheng's body trembled slightly, and a series of muffled thuds suddenly came from within him. Out of over 1,600 moves, he had been hit by forty-nine. Now, the power of these forty-nine divine arts, which he couldn't suppress after landing, erupted from within his body!

Forty-nine wounds burst open all over his body, bleeding profusely. But immediately, the power of the Grand Prime Dao Dew erupted, fully healing the injuries to his physical body, divine treasures, and primordial spirit.

Xu Sheng turned around.

"Xu Sheng, you are indeed formidable!"

Linguan Ancient God turned around, and a muffled thud also came from within his body. It was a divine art, one of Xu Sheng's moves that had breached his divine art defense and struck him, now exploding within his body.

Linguan Ancient God looked at the small wound on his chest and couldn't help but exclaim admiringly, "Your divine arts are incredibly varied, truly beyond my expectations. I inherited from the Miluo Palace. Although the Miluo Palace Master never acknowledged me as a disciple, everyone refers to him as 'Teacher.' How profound and intricate are the Dao principles and divine arts of the Miluo Palace? Each divine art has been refined over countless cosmic epochs, yet you were able to withstand them. This truly surprises me!"

He activated his cultivation art, and the wound quickly healed.

Light flickered in Xu Sheng's eyes, and he said, "Fellow Daoist, are these Miluo Palace divine arts? They seem somewhat different from the Miluo Palace divine arts I've seen."

Linguan Ancient God asked curiously, "Where did you see Miluo Palace divine arts? Most likely, they were only half-baked."

Xu Sheng shook his head and replied, "I saw them on Heavenly Venerate Mu. He once used Miluo Palace divine arts, and they were very powerful."

Linguan Ancient God snorted coldly, "Are you trying to use the Seventh Young Master to undermine my Dao heart? That trick won't work on me!"

Although he had followed the Miluo Palace Master in his pursuit of Dao for four cosmic epochs, he was, after all, not a Young Master. Qin Mu, on the other hand, had never even met the Miluo Palace Master, only visited the Miluo Palace once, copied a Dao pattern, yet became a Young Master of the Miluo Palace.

This was something he could never compare to.

Xu Sheng was puzzled internally, "How did I undermine his Dao heart?"

He did not continue speaking; he rarely tried to undermine another's Dao heart. The first time he clashed with Qin Mu, he was severely shaken, and when he walked side-by-side with Qin Mu, he ended up spitting blood from exhaustion. Since then, his Dao heart had grown increasingly firm, and rarely anything could shake it.

He also rarely tried to undermine an enemy's Dao heart during combat. As long as his strength was sufficient, the enemy's Dao heart would gradually collapse and disintegrate during the exchange, without needing extra words.

Linguan Ancient God charged forward again, his momentum even stronger than before. This exchange was shorter but involved more concentrated divine arts. Because the divine arts were mobilized too quickly, from thought to formation and eruption, it only took a brief instant. Therefore, neither of them could use grand Dao realm divine arts!

Grand Dao realm divine arts were extremely powerful, but mobilizing them required a slightly slower speed for their Dao principles. In this close-quarters combat, if they were to use grand Dao realm divine arts, they would likely have already fallen victim to a dozen or more killing moves before they were even ready!

The two figures disengaged and each landed on a mountaintop.

*Crack.*

Two more mountains cracked open.

Xu Sheng let out a muffled groan, as sixteen explosive sounds came from within his body, and sixteen wounds burst open on his body.

This time, the sixteen wounds were not healed by the Grand Prime Dao Dew, and they continued to bleed. Clearly, Linguan Ancient God had figured out a way to counter the Grand Prime Dao Dew, using Miluo Palace divine arts to inflict injuries that the Dao Dew could not heal.

On the other side, Linguan Ancient God also let out a muffled groan, as nine muffled thuds came from within his body, and his physical body burst open with nine wounds.

He frowned slightly. These nine wounds meant that Xu Sheng had already discerned some patterns in his divine arts, predicted the divine arts he might use, and made plans for their countermeasures in advance!

Just now, during his second clash with Xu Sheng, he had also realized this. Xu Sheng's divine arts were faster in their second encounter, and many moves directly targeted the weaknesses of his divine arts without any hesitation!

"A monstrous genius with heaven-piercing wisdom!"

Linguan Ancient God composed himself. His Dao fruit spun, and more Dao chains gushed out. His wounds could no longer heal on their own; he needed to rely on the Dao chains from his Dao fruit to forcibly erase the Dao injuries within his wounds!

Xu Sheng raised a hand to seal his wounds and said calmly, "One more time. What do you say, fellow Daoist?"

Linguan Ancient God's body tensed, his flesh taut, and he chuckled, "Then let's go again! This time, I absolutely won't hold back!"

He suddenly opened his mouth and roared in anger, his voice like a mighty bell, a powerful Dao sound booming towards Xu Sheng. His figure followed closely behind the Dao sound, unleashing various divine arts!

Xu Sheng moved his feet, each step like a blooming lotus, his figure flashing in and out of sight as he walked towards Linguan, meeting the Dao sound.

Their third clash was even faster.

Linguan Ancient God landed on a mountaintop and let out a gasp as he spat out a mouthful of blood. He quickly covered his mouth, but the blood still spurted out.

Forty-nine explosive sounds came from within his body, and forty-nine wounds burst open, making his injuries increasingly severe!

Xu Sheng stumbled, landing on another mountaintop. A muffled thud came from within his body, and a trace of blood leaked from the corner of his mouth.

"The divine arts of the Miluo Palace are indeed powerful."

He turned around, raised his head, and said with an indifferent expression, "Among your divine arts, there are some that I cannot decipher, and these are the ones that can injure me."

Linguan Ancient God forcibly suppressed his injuries, suddenly turned around, and said coldly, "Are you trying to undermine my Dao heart again?"

Xu Sheng frowned, "Fellow Daoist, is your Dao heart truly that fragile? Can a mere few words from me destroy it?"

Linguan Ancient God stared intently at him. Xu Sheng's expression remained calm, his gaze gentle, yet with a hint of seriousness.

But there was absolutely no hint of mockery in that expression!

However, the more sincere Xu Sheng seemed, the heavier Linguan Ancient God's sense of frustration became.

Xu Sheng said earnestly, "If you don't know which divine arts can injure me, I can tell you."

The Hall Master Linguan burst into laughter, then sharply demanded, "You would tell me?"

Xu Sheng nodded, becoming even more serious. "Cult Master Qin once said that I have a weakness, a flaw in my personality. My curiosity is too low; I don't really like adventures or challenges, and I prefer to stay in one place. He told me to do more challenging things, and telling you which divine arts can injure me is a challenging thing for me."

The expression on Hall Master Linguan's face froze.

"There's still such a person in this world?"

Xu Sheng's every word and action was filled with sincerity, and he said, "Over the years, I've been striving to correct myself, to rectify my personality weaknesses. Fellow Daoist Lingsheng, the prehistoric powerhouses in these tombs beneath your feet, when they were alive, I would also tell them which of their divine arts could injure me. This is a challenge for me."

His expression darkened. "When I completed the challenge, they usually died."

"Hahahahaha!"

Linguan Ancient God burst into loud laughter, his voice resonant but with a slight tremor. "Xu Sheng, you are indeed formidable, still trying to disturb my Dao heart! My Dao heart is not that fragile; it won't be affected by you! Since you're so arrogant, I'll hit you back once!"

He flicked his sleeve, and said proudly, "My other avatar has arrived!"

Xu Sheng turned his head, only to see another ancient god approaching. The two ancient gods looked exactly alike, except the newcomer carried a Dao flower.

"Are you trying to stall for time, waiting for the Seventh Young Master to save you?"

Linguan Ancient God sneered, "The Seventh Young Master has indeed arrived, but he is at the end of his rope! His magic power is almost depleted, and his physical body is utterly exhausted. As for me, I still have another avatar, my treasure hall, and my Dao fruit!"

The other Linguan Ancient God said in a deep voice, "Before he can kill my other avatar, you will surely die!"

Above the Ancestral Court, light suddenly blazed, and the sky became incredibly bright. A figure broke through the Ancestral Court's world barrier, his body engulfed in blazing flames, and rushed towards the World Tree.

When the flames on that person's body vanished, Qin Mu was seen striding furiously, heading straight for the World Tree!

Suddenly, a grand hall appeared before him. A Dao fruit floated within the hall, and beneath it, a Linguan Ancient God sat upright, slowly raising his head and saying, "Seventh Young Master, you don't have much power left, do you?"

Qin Mu said nothing, and charged into the hall.

The grand Dao of Linguan's Treasure Hall soared, Dao light and Dao rhythm erupting and surging into the hall!

This grand hall was a manifestation of Linguan's great Dao. Combined with Linguan's avatar and one of his Dao fruits, Hall Master Linguan had enough confidence in this battle to keep Qin Mu, the Seventh Young Master of Miluo Palace, here!

Incredibly muffled sounds came from within the hall, and terrifying storms of Dao light gushed out. A moment later, a torrent of blood surged from within the hall like a tide, pouring out of the treasure hall!

The treasure hall had been pierced by a terrifying force. Qin Mu's hands were covered in blood, and he clutched a tattered Dao fruit in his right hand, limping heavily towards the World Tree.

Behind him, Linguan's Treasure Hall suddenly collapsed and shattered.

Qin Mu clenched his right hand forcefully, and the Dao fruit in his hand was crushed to pieces!

He was like a fierce deity.