My Martial Dao Has No Bottlenecks

He paused, then looked at the Left Envoy. "Did you think a few Blood Marrow Pills would be enough to make a century-old Noble Family like the Lu Family bow to you? What kind of trouble could Lu Qingfeng possibly stir up?"

"You’re courting death!!!"

The Fire Worship Sect’s Left Envoy finally exploded with rage!

His grey robes whipped about him as a terrifying, suffocating pressure erupted from his body!

Those in the courtyard with weaker Cultivation were instantly forced to their knees, blood trickling from their noses and mouths!

The full might of a True Essence Realm expert erupting seemed to darken the very sky for a moment!

"Protect Liang Zhenchuan!"

Lü Bingchen roared and stepped forward with Yan Song and two other Masters from the Martial Arts Academy. The four True Qi Realm auras merged, barely managing to resist the overwhelming pressure.

But Liang Cheng raised a hand to stop them.

"Master."

His voice wasn’t loud, but it reached everyone’s ears clearly. "I’ll hold him off. You coordinate with Zhou the Treasurer and kill the other Fire Worship Sect Guardians as quickly as possible. Once that’s done, if we combine our strength, it won’t be impossible to surround and kill the Left Envoy."

Lü Bingchen looked into Liang Cheng’s calm eyes, gritted his teeth, and said, "Alright! Everyone, with me! Kill them!"

"KILL—!"

Lü Bingchen, Yan Song, and the two other Masters charged toward the five Grey Robe Guardians.

Zhou Jin led the West City Garrison and the soldiers of the Martial Preparation Hall, advancing in formation. The Truth-Breaking Crossbows were aimed, waiting for the right moment to fire.

The Fire Worship Sect’s Left Envoy completely ignored them, his eyes locked onto Liang Cheng. "Liang Cheng, you think you’re worthy of holding me off?"

He took a step forward.

The ground caved in three feet deep!

With a grasping motion of his hand, five streams of dark-red True Essence shot out like venomous dragons emerging from a cave, carrying a pungent, bloody stench as they targeted Liang Cheng’s vital points.

This time, Liang Cheng advanced instead of retreating. The Zhenxian Saber let out a long, clear ring as pale blue True Qi wove around its blade. Then, he slashed!

The slash carried the sound of wind and thunder, exploding with extreme speed and power.

The light of the saber and the dark-red True Essence collided with a deafening boom—

"BOOM—!!!"

The massive explosion shook the entire City Lord’s Mansion to its foundations!

A shockwave exploded from the point of impact like a tsunami. The walls of the surrounding buildings collapsed one after another, sending bricks and stones flying. Amidst the swirling dust, a figure was sent hurtling backward.

Liang Cheng retreated more than ten steps after landing, each step leaving a deep pit in the stone pavement. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and the web of the hand holding his saber had nearly split open.

The Fire Worship Sect’s Left Envoy, however, had only taken a single step back.

But he looked down at the palm of his right hand. There was a shallow gash where pale blue True Qi and Wind and Thunder Force clung stubbornly, preventing the wound from closing.

"A fine Saber Technique."

The Left Envoy slowly looked up, a vicious glint flashing in his eyes. "I’ve changed my mind. I don’t want your surrender anymore. I just want your life!"

He thrust both hands forward, and a tide of dark-red True Essence surged out. But just then, three bolts from the Truth-Breaking Crossbows came whistling toward him.

The Left Envoy had no choice but to shift slightly to dodge the bolts. His palm strike lost some of its focus, but it still pressed down on Liang Cheng.

Liang Cheng looked up, his eyes showing no fear.

The True Qi in his body erupted like a volcano as he pushed his Golden Armor Realm to its absolute limit. He gripped his saber with both hands, pouring all his strength into the blade, and then—

Without dodging or evading, he slashed toward the sky!

’I have to buy time for Master Lü and the others.’

Meanwhile, the five Guardians were being jointly attacked by the Martial Arts Academy Masters and the forces of the City Lord’s Mansion. Under the threat of the Truth-Breaking Crossbows, one of them finally revealed an opening.

A glint of inspiration flashed in Lü Bingchen’s eyes. He would not miss this chance. He slammed a palm into his opponent’s head, unleashing the full power of his True Qi Realm Perfection.

The Grey Robe Guardian died!

With the Left Envoy tied down by Liang Cheng and the remaining Grey Robe Guardians under the threat of the Truth-Breaking Crossbows, they were no match for Lü Bingchen and his allies.

Two of the Grey Robe Guardians exchanged a look, then deliberately took a blow from Lü Bingchen, using the momentum to fly backward toward the Martial Preparation Hall soldiers.

"Oh no!"

The next moment, two massive explosions from their self-destruction rang out. When the dust settled, the squad manning the Truth-Breaking Crossbows had been all but wiped out!

A look of frustration flashed across Lü Bingchen’s face.

’I was careless!’

However, with only two Grey Robe Guardians left, it took Lü Bingchen and the others just a few moments of coordinated effort to cut them down.

The Left Envoy’s expression was so dark it looked like storm clouds were about to burst.

He felt his Guardians being killed one after another. Staring daggers at Liang Cheng, he suddenly threw his head back and let out a long, shrill roar. The sound, filled with immense True Essence, caused the weaker cultivators in the courtyard to bleed from their ears and noses, their heads spinning.

He took another step, and the green flagstones beneath his feet shattered inch by inch.

"Fine, fine, fine! If that’s how it’s going to be, then this City Lord’s Mansion will be your burial ground today!"

Before his voice had even faded, his figure vanished from the spot!

A palm silently pressed toward Liang Cheng’s heart. Before it even arrived, the bone-chillingly cold True Essence Power was already so oppressive that Liang Cheng’s breath caught in his throat.

Liang Cheng felt an irresistible force travel up his saber. The web of his hand split open, and the Zhenxian Saber was nearly knocked from his grasp!

He was sent flying backward with a muffled grunt, a trickle of fresh blood escaping the corner of his mouth.

The Left Envoy gave Liang Cheng no chance to recover. A second palm strike followed immediately!

This palm glowed with a strange, dark-red light, and the air hissed and corroded in its path!

Fortunately, Lü Bingchen reacted in time. He thrust both palms forward, sending a pale green Palm Force crashing toward the Left Envoy’s back like an avalanche!

"Get lost!"

Without even turning his head, the Left Envoy waved a hand backhandedly.

"BOOM—!"

Lü Bingchen was sent flying as if struck by a heavy blow. He crashed through half a wall and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Yan Song, Zhou Jin, and the others tried to rush forward to help, but the True Essence Qi Force casually unleashed by the Left Envoy forced them back again and again. They couldn’t even get close!

The gap between the True Qi Realm Peak and the True Essence Realm was as vast as the difference between heaven and earth!

Before, with the Truth-Breaking Crossbows, they could at least harass the Fire Worship Sect’s Left Envoy. Now, they couldn’t even get near him!

Just as Liang Cheng was about to be struck by the Left Envoy’s palm, suddenly—

"Sigh."

A familiar sigh echoed through the courtyard. The Left Envoy’s descending palm froze in midair, a withered hand resting gently on his wrist.

Elder Huang’s stooped figure had appeared in front of Liang Cheng at some unknown moment.

He was still carrying his wine gourd in his other hand. His cloudy old eyes looked at the Left Envoy as he shook his head. "Little one, all this fighting and killing is so unpleasant. Why not sit down and have a drink?"

The Left Envoy’s pupils contracted.

His full-powered palm strike had been stopped by this unimpressive-looking old man with a single hand, and he couldn’t move an inch!

"To think the Martial Arts Academy still had an old monster like you... I can’t accept this!"

Elder Huang ignored him. He simply pointed a finger, tapped the Left Envoy’s forehead, and the man instantly collapsed, dead.

Lü Bingchen came over, grabbed the Left Envoy’s body, and then stared at Elder Huang with a bewildered expression.

But Elder Huang paid him no mind, turning to Liang Cheng instead. "Kid, it’s time to remember that debt you owe me."

With that, Elder Huang took a step and vanished before everyone’s eyes.

The courtyard fell into a dead silence.

Lü Bingchen clutched the limp body of the Left Envoy, staring at the spot where Elder Huang had vanished. His Adam’s apple bobbed, and after a long moment, he managed to choke out a sentence:

"Peak True Essence... or was that True Gang..."

Liang Cheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and grinned. "Everyone, I’m heading back to the Martial Arts Academy to pay my debt. I’ll leave the rest to you."

Lü Bingchen nodded quickly.

"Go on. Remember to give Elder Huang our regards. Once things are settled here, we’ll go up the rear mountain to pay him a formal visit."

"Alright."

The battle in Lin Wu City raged throughout the night. Gradually, the fires died down, the bodies were carried away, and the surviving soldiers leaned against broken walls, gasping for breath.

The Fire Worship Sect’s plot had been utterly foiled, their forces completely annihilated!