Chapter 911: 364: If Not Smoke and Clouds, Then Illusion Technique - Dominating Martial King - NovelsTime

Dominating Martial King

Chapter 911: 364: If Not Smoke and Clouds, Then Illusion Technique

Author: Kai Huang
updatedAt: 2025-09-12

Chapter 911: Chapter 364: If Not Smoke and Clouds, Then Illusion Technique

However, Zhangsun Ruoli did not see herself as his mother, only recognizing him as a younger brother and asking him to call Ween Zhiyi, who sleeps in the ice coffin, as mother.

Zhangsun Bingquan also regarded Ween Zhiyi as his own mother.

Yet, for some reason, when One Sword Overturning City Ween Zhiyi awoke, she was always indifferent to him, never showing him any favor.

When unnecessary, Ween Zhiyi wouldn’t even speak to him.

Even after he mastered the two spells of Divine Turtle Wanderer, Ween Zhiyi merely nodded slightly and said, ‘Not bad’.

Zhangsun Bingquan struggled to calm his mood and looked forward.

Walking out from that sealed hall, one could see outside was a vast White Jade Square.

The square was three hundred and thirty zhang east-west, and three hundred and thirty zhang north-south, spanning nearly two li.

Surrounding the square were ten large halls without doors or windows.

The one they had just walked out from was one of them.

This White Jade Square was also extremely empty, with nothing except a huge obelisk in the center.

The obelisk stood fifteen zhang tall, atop which was a phantom figure, judging from his stature, appearance, and aura, it should be a fragment of the soul of the Divine Turtle Wanderer left here.

This grandmaster of Dual Cultivation of Magic and Martial Arts had extraordinary cultivation in the path of the Primordial Spirit.

He could split off so many soul fragments and even after thousands of years, they had not dissipated.

It should be due to his own mastery of the Sealing Method and that hidden Decree Divine Artifact within the Immortal Palace.

By now, people had gathered under the obelisk, totaling five teams.

Zhangsun Bingquan glanced briefly and recognized the identities of these people.

One team was from the Supreme Profound Sect, led by their Great Elder Wu Zhishang; one was from the Sixth Desire Realm, headed by their Great Elder Meili, all with strong cultivation of the Second Grade, formidable warriors.

Another team was from the Inner Palace, all six people had gentle auras and pale hairless faces.

The leader was the sixteenth on the Earthly List – the Deputy Chief of the Imperial Court, ‘Blood Dripping Sword’ Mu Mingqiu.

The fourth was suspected to be Demon Way Wanderers, the leader being clad entirely in black garments and a black cloak, with his face concealed under a hood.

Zhangsun Bingquan recognized this person, it was the twenty-ninth on the Earthly List, Second Grade master ‘Great Black Sky’ Rijialuo.

This person was skilled in fog arts, roaming the world with a body full of ‘Impermanence’ Martial Intent.

Zhangsun Bingquan, endowed with a sharp perceptive talent, sensed another expert within this team.

The last was also Jianghu Wanderers, but Zhangsun Bingquan could not discern their origins clearly.

They varied in appearance and did not have unified attire, each person looked quite ordinary.

Zhangsun Bingquan noticed that upon Ween Zhiyi’s appearance, her gaze lingered on one middle-aged man among the group for a long time.

This person’s complexion was slightly sallow, his build thin, clad in silver half-body armor, unimpressive and plain, his cultivation, like everyone else, suppressed at the Fifth Grade realm.

Zhangsun Bingquan’s memory was excellent, having a slight impression of this person.

He had seen this person on the stone platform outside the palace, his cultivation should be no more than Fourth Grade.

However, Ween Zhiyi observed this middle-aged man for a moment before shifting her gaze to the Deputy Chief of the Imperial Court Mu Mingqiu, her murderous intent fierce.

When One Sword Overturning City Ween Zhiyi brought her group out, Wu Zhishang, Meili, and Mu Mingqiu, amongst others, also developed a sense of awe, staring at Ween Zhiyi with alert expressions.

Among them, the Deputy Chief of the Imperial Court Mu Mingqiu was even more tense, sweat as big as beans appearing on his forehead.

The Inner Palace experts behind him had solemn expressions, even showing slight tremors in their hands, in a state of extreme tension.

Ween Zhiyi did not immediately make a move against them, instead, she walked to a place near the obelisk and read the text on it.

Her gaze flashed afterward, her robe sleeves shook, and she sat down on the spot.

Zhangsun Bingquan was also looking at the obelisk.

The rules of this trial were somewhat similar to the last trial within the Ninth Grade Secret Realm.

Here, ten teams from the ten halls would battle fiercely.

Only the six surviving teams would qualify to delve deeper into the Immortal Palace.

Which means, out of sixty people total, two-fifths must first be eliminated.

Of course, if one is not confident in winning and doesn’t want to die, they can proactively use Divine Thought to communicate with the obelisk and withdraw from the Cloud Sea Immortal Palace.

This is consistent with the Divine Turtle Wanderer’s style.

If one doesn’t possess certain strength and influence, don’t even think about inheriting the Divine Turtle Wanderer’s legacy.

Zhangsun Bingquan felt at ease.

No wonder Ween Zhiyi’s killing intention was fierce, yet she did not immediately act against those Direct Palace Supervisors.

Since the upcoming encounter was bound to be a clash, naturally there was no urgency at the moment, no need to conflict with the rules set by the Divine Turtle Wanderer here.

Just then, the gate of another hall positioned at the south also opened with a roar.

A group of people walked out from inside, followed by a huge turtle.

Zhangsun Bingquan’s attention was drawn, he glanced over.

Subsequently, his pupils slightly contracted.

The young man leading the way was none other than Chu Xisheng, who had humiliated him greatly in Returning Ruins a few months prior!

His gaze turned sharp.

He thought this deadly encounter was quite suitable for him.

Chu Xisheng looked at the teams under the obelisk, his brows furrowing slightly.

He was not surprised.

Lu Luanti’s talent was indeed second only to Qin Muge, a peerless Heavenly Pride, yet she practiced Dual Cultivation of Magic and Martial Arts, also needing time to abandon the two lifebound symbols she had previously cultivated, inevitably requiring more time.

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