The Mongolian cavalry directly blocked the entrance outside the formation.

Wealth stirs the heart, especially since the ancient city itself is a martial arts treasure, and the temptation to the people of the worldly society is evident.

The Mongols could not seal all the entrances, and quite a few people from the worldly society have managed to get in.

But those who came later were not so lucky.

Because the Mongolian spiritual totem Meng Chixing arrived at the Mongolian camp.

This Mongolian supreme expert has an incredibly powerful spiritual power, and under his perception, even a fly could not hope to bypass the blockade of the Mongolian army into the ancient city.

However, there are occasional treasures in the ancient city that shoot their brilliance into the sky.

The lure for the people of the worldly society is getting larger, and the conflict between the two sides is intensifying.

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The Mongolian army surged like the angry tides of the Qiantang River, mighty and endless.

Many worldly society experts watched as they tried to approach the ancient city, but they could never reach it.

Zhang Junbao was among them.

Because he heard the unnamed Daoist say one thing: his mentor Jue Yuan, before his death, was concerned about the Lengjia Scripture being in the ancient city.

Although he no longer needed the martial arts from the scripture to improve himself, he wanted to fulfill his mentor Jue Yuan's last wish.

At this moment, two experts in the Mongolian army were entangled with Zhang Junbao.

One was called Fire Monk, the ancestor of the Western Vajra Sect, and beside him was a Taoist named Hundred Harm Daoist. The two's martial arts alternate between cold and heat, and even Zhang Junbao, despite his earth-shaking martial arts, faced the pincer attack of these two top experts, falling into a bitter battle.

Fire Monk's Great Vajra Palm and Hundred Harm Daoist's Xuanming Divine Palm, in their interplay, produced currents of cold and heat like flames and swords, causing surrounding worldly experts near Zhang Junbao to suffer greatly.

The battle at this moment was unexpectedly brutal for all worldly experts.

In the camp, a tall and mighty black-clothed figure stood among the thousands of troops.

This person was none other than Meng Chixing, the spiritual totem in the hearts of the Mongolian people.

Sounds of "pu", "pu" were heard around as nearby Mongolian soldiers all prostrated on the ground; to them, Meng Chixing was not a person, but a Divine.

Meng Chixing's demeanor was as calm as a towering mountain, with fair skin, resembling a crystal-carved Divine statue, surpassing the beauty of all living beings, with eyes like dark blue jewels wrapped in darkness, seemingly lifeless when closed but shining brightly when open, outshining the brightest stars.

His nose was high, his lips sharply defined.

According to the physiognomy, such a face features incredible perseverance and decisiveness.

His black clothes against his white skin created a sharp contrast.

Creating an almost supernatural charm.

Meng Chixing's spiritual power seemed to envelop the entire battlefield, while his disciple Bo Yan, now the second figure in the Mongol Yuan Court, served faithfully beside him.

Even though Bo Yan wielded enormous power, he still upheld the disciple's courtesy in front of Meng Chixing.

His admiration and respect for Meng Chixing came from the heart, never diminishing over decades.

And Meng Chixing's lack of desire for any secular power was the fundamental reason for the respect he received from generations of Great Khans.

The appearance of the ancient city truly moved Meng Chixing's heart toward worldly objects for the rare few times in his life.

Like a Divine walking among humans.

"Bo Yan, both Hundred Harm Daoist and Fire Monk are top experts of the time. That young Taoist dares to fight one against two without being at a disadvantage. It seems this world is soon to see an outstanding Supreme Grandmaster." Meng Chixing praised Zhang Junbao, who was in fierce battle.

Bo Yan was filled with dread upon hearing this.

The last person worthy of the Supreme Grandmaster accolade was Ling Donglai, who was unmatched across Eurasia.

And this young Taoist before his eyes received such praise from his mentor.

He did not doubt his mentor's insight, thus he felt a deep apprehension toward Zhang Junbao.

He softly summoned his trusted aides.

With Bo Yan's order distributed, Mongolian soldiers continuously approached Zhang Junbao's position, attempting to eliminate this young Martial Arts Grandmaster.

Meng Chixing did not prevent this from happening.

He did not fear Zhang Junbao like his disciple did, nor could he allow another exceptionally threatening top expert to exist.

But his spirit had been targeted by another person.

It was the sound of sword chanting, transmitting a very terrifying spiritual intent.

Since State Preceptor Phagspa, for the first time, he saw a person's spiritual power could be so strong.

At this moment, for Meng Chixing, who was striving to transcend this world, Broken Void, nothing was more important than the confrontation with this expert.

Even the matters within the ancient city paled in comparison to the experience gained from this duel.

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Xu Qing borrowed Gao Yana's Qingfeng Sword, using the sword body as a lute, playing music.

During the Wei Jin period, the famous general Xie Xuan forged a Nine Shao Tuning Sword that could play music. Today, Xu Qing used the Qingfeng Sword to create a beautiful movement touching the mysteries of heaven and earth.

Master Kumei's martial arts attainment was highest among Xu Qing's associates.

For this reason, she was most entranced.

In Xu Qing's sword chant, she saw the path to the martial arts' supreme hall. At this moment, no Dugu Nine Swords could compare to the moving sword chant by the ear.

Gao Yana also clearly felt the sword intent of the Thirteen Forms of Qingfeng.

For the first time, she felt the existence of life from her sword.

It turned out the sword also had life.

Yue Nu and Han Tang each had their own thoughts.

Until this moment, they realized what kind of existence they were following.

It was practically a Heavenly Person reshaping the world.

Xu Qing did not care about their feelings.

At this very moment, he finally feels the sentiment of being a "Heavenly Person".

Through the sword chant, he is engaged in a remote duel with Meng Chixing.

This supreme expert of the time, his spiritual power is unimaginably strong.

In the confrontation with Meng Chixing, Xu Qing's own spiritual potential was liberated.

His Qi-Blood was rapidly declining, his whole body thinning considerably, yet Xu Qing's gaze was getting brighter, as if a star in the night sky.

For Meng Chixing, this was definitely not a good thing.

At first, during the spiritual duel with Xu Qing, he only felt Xu Qing was extremely formidable. As time went by, the spiritual energy released by Xu Qing became increasingly terrifying, like an endless tide, each wave higher than the last.

Meng Chixing had to enhance his spiritual power to contend with him.

This confrontation was like human power fighting against destiny.

Human power eventually reaches its limit, but destiny is boundless.

Since his youth, Meng Chixing experienced numerous perilous battles and achieved victory through immense willpower; only this time, he felt what true helplessness meant.

Despair grew and spread in his heart.

Instead, this made him truly step down from the pedestal, feeling the taste of a mortal.

This taste was unpleasant but filled the void within him.

Like a wild grass seed trapped under a rock, stubbornly sprouting, it emerged from the crevice, gently swaying green.

It turned out the power of humble dust could also be so resilient and magnificent.

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In the process of releasing his spiritual power, Xu Qing originally held the upper hand.

But the longer it went on, the more he experienced the opponent's resilient spiritual will; it was beyond any description.

Xu Qing's spiritual power poured out freely like tides, while the opponent increasingly resembled an underwater rock reef, unmoved.

This tug-of-war persisted unexpectedly for Xu Qing, and seemed to have no visible end.

However, Xu Qing's body truly could not sustain the prolonged outpour of spiritual power.

His face grew paler, his figure increasingly thin.

Meng Chixing seemed to realize this; he remained as steady as a mountain, without wild excitement, but with silent persistence.

In this battle between human and Divine, he represents "human," yet holds the hope of surpassing heaven.

Xu Qing represents "Divine," but possesses a mortal body.

This is likely the key reason for his potential defeat in this battle.

The sword chant gradually lowered, barely audible.

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