Master of Untold Daos,Chapter 462 - : Unsullied Ground - Read free novels online

Chapter 462: Unsullied Ground

What gives him the nerve to face me?

Chen Ming strode with his hand on Nine Year Cicada, I needn’t fret. It’ll all be clear once I attack. I’ve come too far to fail at the end!

Zi Yu smiled and took a book from his sleeve, reading from it, “Not a word of monsters and gods!”

Unsullied ground activated!

A faint ripple spread, with his body as the source.

Chen Ming felt that everything was getting further and further away from him.

Those words could be taken as: the world had no ghosts, fiends, demons, or gods.

Chen Ming felt himself changing, as his surroundings.

In a hundred zhangs around Zi Yu, everything fell from the immortal world and became mortal, ordinary.

Chen Ming didn’t adjust in time and fell to the ground.

He felt his spiritual power vanished, as well as his stars’ power.

I’m no different than a mortal!

The Sky-crossing Bridge itself became nothing more than a zhang wide stone bridge.

The world was unchanged outside of Zi Yu’s range, while inside all were doomed to be mortal, ordinary.

These were words of law!

A prefix aura had such strength?

Was this unsullied ground.

He wants to pull me into the mortal world and fight me here?

Chen Ming watched him with caution. He looked arrogant standing there, as if it was a game, but still perfectly clear in the severity of things.

He forced me into mortality and must have the means to kill me.

Chen Ming now understood the power of prefix. Words of law, this description fit it best.

He crawled back up and rubbed his red cheek, It’s a mortal fight now?

Soaring for so long only to be thrown back to being mortal… I can’t get used to it.

Chen Ming searched around his mind, The only things I can use seem to come from what I’ve unlocked when I learned traveling that time…

He sheathed Nine Year Cicada and pulled it out an inch, “Yep, fourfold speed is gone too.”

A place devoid of magic and spiritual energy. No magical art worked here, no cultivation could be used.

But at least he was a mortal too. It was as if he pulled him in his home ground, to fight him on his own terms.

Zi Yu entered a firm stance and stretched his hand for Chen Ming, “Please advise!”

Wu Fu and Zhuo Qingyao watched the two. Wu Fu even cooled his temper. These two filled him with fear.

“They have the chance to go further than even reincarnated immortals.”

Zhuo Qingyao asked, “What does it mean?”

“I don’t know either.”

“Then stop talking rubbish. Let’s continue our first under heaven battle.”

“First under heaven? Perhaps. When did those two ever belong to the human world? They don’t, they are a sky above the sky. While we are still beneath it.”

Zhuo Qingyao lost her patience, “Stop overthinking things. Master is far above us.”

Wu Fu though it through, That’s also right. Chen Ming had another standing, above them. His power proved it.

Chen Ming drew his weapon, his caution stretched to the maximum. To be honest, he had no mortal arts, only for use with cultivation. Who’d ever practice martial arts?

But his eyes landed on the book in Zi Yu. The words on the cover read, True Martial Dipper Fist.

Hoping system lady didn’t fail him, Chen Ming spoke in his heart, “Comprehend the art in his hand.”

“You need to look at its contents. I can read it as long as it’s even a fragment, in the cultivation world. But not in the mortal world. You need to read it before you train it.”

Chen Ming recalled how she could even read the lines on a rotten book and thought this wasn’t much different. Yet she failed in this mortal space.

Chen Ming wanted to use the system lady and learn it. But all attempts failed in this plain and mortal world.

I’ll need to think of other means.

Chen Ming slashed at Zi Yu, who’s hand began to dance like a snake, and avoid the attack, “True Dipper Fist’s Single Arm Dance in the Blue Sky.”

Zi Yu’s right hand flashed and the back of Chen Ming’s right hand exploded with pain. His Nine Year Cicada flew from his hand and stabbed the ground a zhang away.

Zi Yu went passed him as the wind and spoke with one hand holding the book and the other outstretched at Chen Ming, “Come!”

Zi Yu didn’t notice how Chen Ming took a peek at his book when all of this happened. Chen Ming was happy his high retention was still there. Is this my talent?

Quite possible. The system lady used to let him instantly comprehend everything and had nothing to do with memorizing. But that mattered not as now his memory was the most important thing at the moment.

Moreover, each page I learn robs me of a hundred thousand merits. What a powerful art.

But Chen Ming felt a deja vu coming. I’ve learned countless magical arts, and this True Dipper Fist is strikingly similar to Conquering Immortals Art.

I wonder if I can use it in this mortal world.

The back of his hand hurt but mattered not. With how many wounds he got along the way, he got used to the pain a long time ago.

Chen Ming made a full circle with his fist, the Conquering Immortals Art.

Chen Ming’s fist attacked Zi Yu, who didn’t much care, “Conquering Immortals Art, not bad. True Martial Dipper Fist is the magnificent Orthodox Dipper Fist while the Conquering Immortals Art is demonic, known as cruel and vicious. But your Conquering Immortals Art is far from perfect. You’re not adept enough to use it in the mortal world.”

In Chen Ming’s heart, You’re f*cking right, damn it. We’re all cultivating immortality, and killed many along the way. Why the hell would one study the mortal world’s arts?

Zi Yu dodged him with but a step, while the book in his hand turned, “True Martial Dipper Fist, Suppressing Dragon and Tiger!”