Chapter 251: Chapter 204: Fierce Collision, Unbridged Duel (Big Chapter of 5.2K presented)

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The Celestial Master is, in fact, a Master to the Heavens.

Since the first Ancestor Celestial Master, Zhang Daoling, the title of Celestial Master has all but become exclusive to Dragon Tiger Mountain.

However, the current Celestial Master, though named so, is not actually referred to as the Celestial Master but instead, he is called the ‘Great Real Man’. As such, the Celestial Master’s Mansion on Dragon Tiger Mountain has also become the Mansion of the Great Real Man.

This came about after the founding emperor of the Great Ming ascended to the throne. Upon hearing of the title Celestial Master, he laughed, saying, “Can there be a Master of Heaven?” Thereafter, the title of Celestial Master that had been passed down for thousands of years was changed to the Great Real Man.

From the beginning of the emperor’s reign until the death of the second emperor, the common people referred to it as the Mansion of the Great Real

Man.

Later, when the imperial court’s authority waned, the title Celestial Master was reintroduced.

Despite this, the Golden Book and Jade Scroll of the Great Ming imperial court continue to record their dealings with Dragon Tiger Mountain using the Great Real Man’s Mansion, making no mention of the Celestial Master’s name.

“There’s no seniority in Taoism, the one who attains it first is the senior. Taoist friend, there’s no need for courtesy,” said the Old Celestial Master with a light chuckle.

As one of the strongest individuals in the world and the number one person on the Supreme Ranking of the martial world, the Old Celestial Master does not have the domineering aura one might expect, and instead, appears calm and indifferent, as if he were just an ordinary elderly Taoist. Pei Xuanjing spoke lightly, “I request guidance from the Senior.”

“Please proceed, Taoist friend!”

“Well then, allow me to give it a try!” Pei Xuanjing spoke.

As soon as his words fell, he transformed his five fingers into palm, blue-violet sparks accumulated in his hand and formed a giant fist of lightning that moved towards the Old Celestial Master.

“Thunder Method?” The Old Celestial Master responded with a casual smile, seemingly unconcerned. He gently waved his robe, causing countless thunders to burst out, converging towards the fist of thunder.

The thunder method of Dragon Tiger Mountain has long been well known as Zhang Daoling, the Ancestor Celestial Master, once conquered the world with the Five Thunder Righteous Law.

The Shenxiao Sect’s Thunder Method originated from it too, although it developed independently and is said to be better than the original, there are still similarities.

Two dazzling beams of thunder light collided and exploded in the air, the electric light surged, and the wind and clouds gathered and dispersed.

The surging waves of energy were like physical objects, rolling out from the center of the two people’s confrontation towards all directions. Had the martial arts field not been specially made of stone and mystery iron, the two probably would’ve created a huge crater with just one exchange.

Pei Xuanjing stood motionless, his expression calm. He allowed the endless waves of energy to wash over him as his Innate Thunder Gang Qi circulated automatically, warding off every impact.

The light of divinity twinkled in his eyes, and a faint smile emerged on his lips. He suddenly took a step forward, his profound True Qi fanning out violently and his overwhelming Blood Qi bubbling forcefully. Suddenly, he hurled a forceful punch out.

The imposing fist energy tore apart everything before him, accompanied by continuous explosions of roaring thunder. Wind and Thunder echoed each other, as if they could shatter the firmament.

The whistling sound accompanied Pei Xuanjing’s horribly terrifying punch, carrying a breath of total annihilation, and surged towards the Old Celestial Master.

In everyone’s eyes, it looked as if the Yellow River had overflowed its banks and was beyond control. The vast and surging floodwater seemed to want to swallow the Old Celestial Master.

“Is he even human?

“Is this the power that can be displayed at the peak of martial arts?”

“Terrifying! ”

At this moment, Pei Xuanjing was the center of everyone’s attention, all eyes were on him.

“Hehe!”

A light laughter rang out. The seemingly fragile boat that had been wavering in the monstrous waves in the eyes of the crowd, the Old Celestial Master, suddenly transformed in a flash, along with the light laughter. His aura resembled the roaring of dragons and tigers, which broke the shackles. He stood tall and unyielding, like a towering mountain, resisting the endless gusts and unfazed by them.

The Old Celestial Master clapped his hands together and two palm prints transformed into a dragon and a tiger. With their roars and growls, they pounced towards Pei Xuanjing.

Everyone could feel the terrifying aura of this dragon and tiger.

Pei Xuanjing’s eyes turned cold. This dragon and tiger, which seemed to take on a physical form, emitted a torrential force. They opened their bloody maws as if to swallow him whole.

However, he wasn’t the least bit afraid, his True Qi raged on and his Blood Qi boiled. In the blink of an eye, his punch grew even more domineering.

Boom!

Everyone felt a tremor as if the ground beneath them had sunk a few inches.

In the midst of the overbearing energy storm, Pei Xuanjing’s fists and palms kept colliding. Each punch, each palm, carried an endless might. His fists and palms created afterimages, and nobody could follow his movements.

The figure of the Old Celestial Master was elusive, his steps mystifying. In the face of Pei Xuanjing’s domineering and forceful attacks, he didn’t dodge at all. His effortless yet powerful moves were a stark contrast to his previously

unperturbed demeanor, leaving everyone in awe.

“Indeed, this is his true nature. Even after so many years, his domineering character hasn’t changed,” Zhao Baiyang had no surprise regarding the domineering demeanor of the Old Celestial Master, and felt that everything was as it should be, as if it had always been that way.

There had been rumors that the Old Celestial Master had been cultivating in seclusion on Dragon Tiger Mountain for many years, choosing to live in peace, away from worldly matters.

In Zhao Baiyang’s view, this was absolute nonsense.

Only those who had truly crossed paths with the Old Celestial Master would understand that his domineering force was ingrained in his bones – virtually impossible to change.

Would anyone truly believe that Dragon Tiger Mountain, which has stood unshakeable for thousands of years, was a character of a good man?

Would anyone believe that the founder who chopped hills and broke temples, the Ancestor Celestial Master, had a gentle temperament?

Wouldn’t anyone think that the Celestial Masters of the past thousands of years were able to command the Orthodox Unity by winning people over with virtue?