True God Pang Yu held back his anger and said, "Then I'll ask Senior Brother Lowell to tie the noose himself."
Lowell Yunch smiled, "No trouble at all. But before that, I’d like to see just how far High-Emperor Heaven and Everpeace’s divine arts have advanced. Junior Brother Qianchong has been challenging for six days here, defeating many young experts. May I ask, does High-Emperor Heaven have any more outstanding talents?"
Lou Qianchong said coolly, "The first few days, I defeated them using Youdu arts from the Northern Heavens. These last two days, I used divine arts I learned from High-Emperor Heaven’s cultivators."
True God Pang Yu was inwardly shaken as he looked at the young demon. He recalled Lou Qianchong’s recent duel with Rain He—he had indeed used divine arts from High-Emperor Heaven and Everpeace, not his own Youdu techniques.
In just four days, he learned divine arts from High-Emperor Heaven’s cultivators, then turned around and killed them with their own techniques?
Such talent is simply terrifying!
Even more shocking, among those he defeated was Pang Yu’s own disciple, Rain He!
Before Quinn Shepherd arrived in High-Emperor Heaven, Rain He was the top Seven Stars–realm divine arts user, only occasionally surpassed by Shu Yao, but that was rare.
After Quinn Shepherd came to High-Emperor Heaven, Rain He lost her top spot. With many young talents now flocking to Everpeace, it’s hard to say if she can even keep second place—but her strength is undeniable; she’s absolutely one of the top divine arts users!
For Lou Qianchong to defeat Rain He using High-Emperor Heaven’s arts is nearly impossible, yet he did it. This shows his foundation is incredibly solid—he even gives the impression of having achieved ‘divine arts into dao.’
Someone who’s reached ‘divine arts into dao’ can understand the principles and structure of any technique at a glance.
The first time Pang Yu saw such a monster was the Imperial Preceptor of Everpeace. His understanding of all kinds of divine arts was almost at the level of dao—his talent was unmatched.
The second time Pang Yu saw such a figure was Victor Bloom, who walked out of the God-Suppressing Pagoda—radiant, peerlessly elegant.
Aside from those two, Pang Yu had never seen anyone else like them.
Even Cult Master Quinn, who commands the largest sect in Everpeace and High-Emperor Heaven, doesn’t have that level of talent. Quinn Shepherd excels in many fields—blade arts, sword arts, medicine, forging—all are top-tier. But in divine arts, he hasn’t reached the level of ‘dao.’
Quinn Shepherd has achieved ‘dao’ in cultivation methods and sword arts, and is strong in every area, but never quite first. Sometimes Pang Yu suspects that if Quinn spent less time tinkering, he’d be even more accomplished than he is now.
Yet it’s precisely because Quinn Shepherd keeps tinkering that he grows ever stronger—even the Imperial Preceptor and Victor Bloom can’t overshadow his brilliance; instead, he outshines them.
How can you possibly defeat someone who’s reached ‘divine arts into dao’? And this person is a disciple of a throne-level Youdu powerhouse…
As Pang Yu fretted, many young divine arts users hurried over, drawn by news of the demon challenge. In the crowd was a striking young man, holding a girl’s hand and carrying a small bundle.
Pang Yu’s eyes lit up. "Lord Bloom."
Victor Bloom smiled, but his smile was icy and distant. "True God."
Pang Yu’s eyes flickered. "Lord Bloom is Everpeace’s leading figure. Do you have confidence to defeat the enemy?"
Victor Bloom’s gaze fell on Lou Qianchong, then shifted to Zhe Hua Li and Dao Heir Lucas Lin. "Not much confidence. Their cultivation methods are too advanced—they carry enlightenment within them. My own arts are just beginning, and can’t compare to their ancestral techniques. My odds aren’t great."
True God Pang Yu frowned. This youth was utterly unlike Quinn Shepherd; he analyzed both sides from a detached, almost clinical perspective, as if he weren’t personally involved.
He was so detached, it made people uncomfortable.
Warren Moran’s eyes lit up. "You think you can’t beat him? If I defeat him, will you admit I’m stronger than you?"
Victor Bloom replied, "I beat you in Little Jade Capital Sect in twenty-three moves, and beat Dao Heir Lucas Lin in five. So Dao Heir Lucas Lin is stronger than you. If you can last five moves against Lou Qianchong, I’ll fight him."
Warren Moran was furious, and Dao Heir Lucas Lin nearby also frowned deeply.
Victor Bloom clearly respected him, but this kind of praise was hard to take.
Dao Heir Lucas Lin thought, "Victor Bloom’s been around Cult Master Quinn too long—he’s picked up his style. When Cult Master Quinn is humble, it stings just as much."
Warren Moran sneered, "I heard Cult Master Quinn beat you without even using a move—just walking made you cough blood."
Victor Bloom sighed, "The stronger the opponent, the fewer moves I use. When I fought Cult Master Quinn, we didn’t even exchange a move—he’s truly powerful, the most terrifying opponent I’ve faced. I’ve made great progress lately and would love another match, but it’s hard to find him."
Warren Moran, fuming, charged forward and shouted, "Lou Qianchong, dare you fight?"
Lou Qianchong looked over. "State your name."
"Fight first, then we’ll talk!"
Warren Moran’s cultivation had soared recently—the clash between Everpeace’s and High-Emperor Heaven’s systems had driven talented youths to new heights, and Warren was the most outstanding among them!
Everpeace was extremely open with its divine arts—any academy could teach all Everpeace’s methods, and even High-Emperor Heaven’s arts had been compiled and were taught by its experts.
For nearly two years, Warren Moran devoted all his time and energy to fusing Little Jade Capital Sect’s complex methods, and he’d gained enormously. Now, his moves were lightning-fast, his arts thunderous—every technique was astonishingly powerful!
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Lou Qianchong used the divine arts he’d learned over the past few days to block four moves, but couldn’t gain the upper hand. He frowned, then suddenly switched to an eerie technique, slapping repeatedly.