Hyper-Dimensional Player

Chapter 722 - 41: Half-Step Into the Dao, Conqueror's Aura (3)

The Human Form always carries an indescribable aura, surpassing even the majesty of an emperor, a kind of presence that words can't begin to capture.

How should it be described?

If the day comes where there's no other choice, even if he had to shatter the heavens and venture alone to the Western Paradise, Duncan wouldn't hesitate for a second.

The Great Dao is fifty, heaven's evolution is forty-nine, leaving one missing, and he is that one.

This confidence breeds a charisma that even Lady Jade Face and the others find irresistible.

Duncan doesn't enjoy flipping tables, but he must have the power to do so.

Having a sword unused and having no sword at all are two separate matters.

This mental capability uses martial power to substitute charm to complete the sovereignty's will exemption.

It doesn't matter if people don't bow their heads at first; once defeated, they will bow all the same.

No doubt about it.

The Combat Power Duncan now displays is sufficient to subdue others.

This change in aura is evident now, as the other three stand beside him. To an outsider, those two beautiful ladies would seem like his concubines, and Fu Jianhan would appear more like an imperial guard.

Fortunately, this spiritual vision only lasted a moment. The young man merely closed his eyes for a moment, then withdrew his spirit, no longer exuding the previous overbearing pressure.

Only by this time did the three of them present let out a long-held breath.

A Divine Power of the Military School?

Yu Yaonu cautiously asked, "Young master, have you mastered a mental Secret Technique? A Divine Power?"

This feeling can't be mistaken.

Back when the Five Immortals Cult's Holy Maiden closed herself off, transcended the Dao Entrance Realm, and emerged, she once gave her this feeling, a sense that she couldn't bear to look directly at.

As for Miss Sun and Fu Jianhan, they haven't had much interaction with masters of the Dao Entrance Realm.

Duncan nodded slightly and raised his palm, causing a fallen leaf to spin upward. As the Mana Bar slightly depleted, the leaf flew directly into his palm.

A wind three feet high arose from the flat ground!

Duncan moved to the edge of the cliff, stepping into the air. Using both True Qi and mana, it was as if there were invisible steps in the air. Under the shocked gaze of everyone, he traveled ten fathoms with each step, reaching the opposite side of the cliff a hundred fathoms away.

"I call this technique Moon Step."

Duncan's figure moved as if carried by the wind, swift and graceful, his sleeves fluttering like an ethereal immortal, lightly landing in front of the three with a smile, saying: "Who wants to learn it?"

"I'll teach them later."

His current True Qi Cultivation nears three cycles of sixty years, and the more than a hundred years of Inner Power Cultivation has transformed his abilities. Coupled with the mana refined in his ancestral nature, he can accomplish feats in the martial world that seemed mythical.

The only pity is not achieving Dao Entrance; in this world, breaking through to the Dao Entrance Realm proved more challenging than he imagined.

"What kind of Qinggong is this?" Miss Sun asked, visibly shocked.

Fu Jianhan, on the other hand, seemed eager to try.

His Qinggong was average, and the phenomena Duncan just displayed were quite terrifying, naturally setting the stage for showcasing talents, fitting perfectly with Fu Jianhan's image of a Sword Immortal. Only such Qinggong matches the style of a present-day Sword Immortal.

This technique isn't profoundly intricate; simply put, it's about stepping on air to create a sense of suspension, leveraging the air's resistance. The technique somewhat resembles Wudang Sect's cloud-ladder yet the threshold is extremely high, impossible for anyone below innate mastery even to attempt.

Some of its energy manipulation practices were inspired by 'The Carefree Wandering' and 'Kunpeng Transformation.' Theoretically, as long as one's True Qi is sufficiently strong, and the speed of energy recovery keeps up, one could continue stepping in the atmosphere as if there were invisible stairs in the air.

This is too terrifying!

Are we truly practicing the same Martial Arts?

Lady Jade Face once remarked to her good friend about the young man's extraordinary talent, stating he is a heaven-sent genius. Miss Sun originally thought she was exaggerating, but now it seems she might have been too conservative.

Essence, Qi, and Spirit, the three treasures converge.

Miss Sun gazed at the superbly handsome young man in front, only feeling he might exhibit the phenomena of "three flowers gathering on top" in the next instant.

Yet, little does she know, the young man before her is concurrently cultivating Buddhist, Daoist, and Military School Martial Arts.

The phenomena just now were merely the Everlasting Youth Technique reaching a minor achievement, plus his exceedingly abundant True Qi, misguiding others into seeing it as Daoist profound mastery converging three blossoms.

"There's a situation!"

Suddenly, Duncan turned towards the direction of the waterfall outside the secluded valley. His senses are extremely sharp now. Even without employing an omniscient perspective, he can't be fooled by the slightest breeze or stir within a radius of several dozen yards. With True Qi coursing through his eyes, he can even see a single green leaf miles away.

This is accomplished entirely through his cultivation, without external aid.

"Let's move!"

Duncan sensed a sea-like Qi Force so overwhelming that even the waterfall's flow was split apart, directly severing the water with a palm, dividing the waterfall hanging a hundred fathoms high.

It was Lu Shanjun's Grand Clumsy Hand.

Even with several miles of distance, Duncan seemed to hear a sharp jade flute sound. The demonic sound turned into a piercing shriek, making the waterfall's broken water droplets shoot like raindrops, akin to a high-frequency tuning fork because of the water flow, forming visible shimmering ripples in the air.

The Song of Seven Emotions.

Lady Jade Face's demonic sound, using melody to ignite human emotions—joy, anger, sorrow, happiness. Perfected, its lingering notes could resonate for three days, implanting a spiritual mark directly into people's hearts.

They've encountered a formidable adversary!

Even as Lu Shanjun and Lady Jade Face teamed up, they could still capture a flicker of jade flute's tremor within the demonic sound, indicating unstable breath, greatly reducing the demonic sound's lethality.

The young figure soared directly into the air, at a height over a hundred meters above the ground, an acute whistle erupted beneath his feet.

Then, under Fu Jianhan and others' dazed gazes, the young man flew away like that!

Soaring and vanishing?

And you say you haven't entered the Dao.

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