My Martial Dao Has No Bottlenecks

Situ Lang wasted no time on probing attacks, immediately unleashing a killing blow. The shadows of his palms descended like crushing mountains, each strike imbued with a bizarre Power that corroded True Essence.

Lü Bingchen didn’t dare to take the attack head-on. He joined forces with the other Masters from the Martial Arts Academy to meet the blow, barely managing to intercept and neutralize the force of the palm strike.

However, the gap in their Realms was undeniable. After ten exchanges, Lü Bingchen and the other Masters were visibly weakened and gasping for breath. If the battle continued, their only fate would be defeat and death.

Beneath the Blood Altar, Shen Jun and Bai Hong saw that Situ Lang was focusing most of his attention on the battle and exchanged a glance.

"We can’t wait any longer."

Shen Jun gritted his teeth and spat out a mouthful of Essence Blood. The Essence Blood sprayed onto the net of blood, creating a series of sizzling, burning sounds. A small hole was seared through the net, and for an instant, the pressure on the two of them lessened.

Bai Hong seized the momentary opening. His True Essence erupted from his entire body as he forcefully resisted the pressure and bellowed.

"Break!"

In an instant, the Blood Sacrifice Bronze Cauldron was forcefully lifted a foot. Bai Hong and Shen Jun seized the opportunity and instantly rushed out.

"BOOM!"

With a thunderous blast, the Blood Altar exploded.

The two twisted their bodies to avoid the worst of the blast, rolling as they hit the ground.

Seeing this, Situ Lang’s fury erupted. The True Essence in his hands raged, and his power surged to a new level. But Lü Bingchen and his men saw what was happening and forcefully combined their strength to withstand the assault.

’We have to buy the Dean and the others some time.’

Just then, Liang Cheng took a palm strike from the Right Envoy head-on. He used the momentum to fly backward, pulling two Elixirs from within his robes. Without hesitation, he threw them toward Bai Hong and Shen Jun.

"City Lord! Dean!"

Shen Jun snatched the Elixirs from the air. They were the Source Replenishing Pills refined by Elder Huang!

"Stand guard for me. I’ll take the Elixir."

Shen Jun popped a Source Replenishing Pill into his mouth and sat down cross-legged. Bai Hong stood before him, sword held at the ready, shielding him from harm.

Situ Lang’s expression changed. "Stop them!"

The Disciples of the Fire Worship Sect immediately charged toward the altar. But even though Bai Hong was weakened, he was still a True Essence Realm expert. How could he possibly let them pass?

’If not for my meticulous planning, how could I have managed to trap Bai Hong and Shen Jun for the blood sacrifice?’ Situ Lang grew anxious.

But Lü Bingchen and the Masters of the Martial Arts Academy were blocking him with their lives on the line. He couldn’t break away, and the battlefield instantly descended into chaos.

Yun Jinghong’s long robe was stained with blood, but his eyes were growing brighter and brighter.

He was facing two Fire Worship Sect Disciples at Transformation Force Perfection. Their Cultivation Techniques were sinister, and their coordination was flawless. One wielded a Chain Spear for long-range entanglement, while the other brandished a Poisoned Short Blade for close-quarters assaults.

Though Yun Jinghong’s Swordsmanship was formidable, he was temporarily forced onto the defensive.

After a few exchanges, one of the men’s spear tip shot out like a viper’s tongue, aiming straight for Yun Jinghong’s Dantian. Yun Jinghong twisted aside to dodge, his longsword sweeping towards his opponent’s wrist in a smooth counter.

But the other man’s short blade was already slicing silently toward the nape of his neck!

At the critical moment, Yun Jinghong dropped into a low crouch, dodging the fatal blow by a hair’s breadth. Still, the wind from the blade sliced open his shoulder, and blood seeped through his white robes.

He let out a muffled grunt and staggered back three steps, his breathing already somewhat ragged.

The two Fire Worship Sect members exchanged a look and charged forward in unison, launching their killing blows. The Chain Spear locked down his upper body while the short blade cut off any retreat for his lower body.

Yun Jinghong gripped his sword tightly. Poised on the brink of life and death, his past flashed before his eyes.

"Break!"

He let out a low roar, directing it inward!

Within him, the Soaring Cloud Technique’s Heart Method began to circulate with frantic, unprecedented speed. His Qi and Blood churned like boiling water, all of it surging toward a crucial acupoint deep inside his body!

Under the pressure of life and death, a tiny crack finally appeared in his bottleneck.

And then—

"Break!"

He struck out with his sword.

"CRACK."

A soft sound, like shattering crystal, echoed within Yun Jinghong’s body. The next moment, an aura as sharp as a sword and as soaring as a cloud erupted from him!

"What?!"

His two opponents’ expressions changed drastically.

The True Qi around Yun Jinghong’s body transformed and condensed at a visible rate. Faint streams of cyan energy swirled over his skin, and his robes billowed in a windless space.

True Qi Realm!

Here, on this battlefield of blood and fire, at the precipice of death, Yun Jinghong had finally achieved a battlefield breakthrough!

Liang Cheng, Lü Bingchen, and the others engaged in the fierce battle all turned to look. Lü Bingchen’s face lit up with pleasant surprise. ’To think the Martial Arts Academy has such a Disciple!’

Yun Jinghong slowly raised his head. A sharp light glinted in his eyes, and his sword flashed.

The Fire Worship Sect Disciple with the Chain Spear felt his vision blur; the longsword was already at his throat. Horrified, he tried to bring his spear back to defend, but he was a step too slow.

"SHHNK!"

The sword’s edge pierced his throat, ending his life.

Simultaneously, Yun Jinghong channeled his power into his fingers, using them like a sword. A beam of Sword Qi shot out, piercing the other Disciple through the chest and killing him instantly.

In that moment, the morale on the side of the Martial Arts Academy and the City Lord soared.

At this, Situ Lang let out a long cry. Seeing his signal, the Red-robed Right Envoy’s assault grew even more ferocious. His Palm Shadows came in endless, bloody waves, and the pressure on Liang Cheng intensified once more.

Meanwhile, the distant Fire Worship Sect Crossbow Array had re-aimed. Truth-Breaking Crossbow Arrows began to rain down sporadically on Bai Hong and Shen Jun’s position.

Liang Cheng didn’t hesitate. He continued to fight as he moved, positioning himself in front of Bai Hong and Shen Jun.

’I can’t retreat...’

Liang Cheng pushed his Golden Armor Realm to its absolute limit, his skin taking on a faint golden sheen. He adopted a desperate, life-for-a-life stance, clashing directly with the Right Envoy.

"Your Fire Worship Sect’s shortcut to the True Essence Realm is nothing more than this!"

Liang Cheng unleashed the ferocious might of his Wind and Thunder Slash, combining it with the relentless, continuous attacks of the Broken Wave Technique’s Ninefold Wave. He hacked, slashed, and thrust, pouring all his strength into every blow, each strike carrying the grim determination to trade his life for his enemy’s.

For a moment, the Right Envoy was actually pinned down. Seeing the situation turn against him, he finally unleashed his full power, no longer holding anything back.

As a result, the drawbacks of his impure True Essence would become apparent. After the battle, he would need a long period of recovery to suppress the chaotic True Essence and prevent it from eroding his Meridians.

But now, he had no other choice.