CHAPTER 462: CHAPTER 462: [SHATTERED MOON]

An inexplicable memory of being forcefully kissed came to mind, causing Li Cang’s face to flush slightly as he clenched his teeth indignantly.

No way, there’s no first in literature and no second in martial arts!

I can’t lose to him!

Or else, the next time this guy goes crazy, even the Golden Sacred Armor won’t keep its chastity!

Putting away the leniency he had for juniors, Li Cang began to regard Zhu Haomiao as an opponent on the same level, imagining him as a benchmark to spur progress.

"So, were you testing him just now?"

A friend’s inquiry suddenly sounded in his ear, bringing Li Cang back to his senses as he nodded lightly.

Then, she looked at the black-clad youth who had returned to his seat, and her tone softened.

"I’m sorry."

"It’s okay."

"Well, since you’ve grasped the Legendary Law of the Basic Force, you have to keep it secret in the future and never let it leak out."

Hearing this, Zhu Haomiao recalled his previous doubts and curiously asked.

"Why? It’s not forbidden knowledge; any transcendent who walks the path of Chinese Martial Arts should know."

"Because not all of those who walk the path of Chinese Martial Arts are Chinese."

Seeing Zhu Haomiao’s suddenly surprised expression, Li Cang smiled encouragingly.

"If you research the martial arts cultivation techniques of other East Asian countries, especially Korea, Japan, An Nan, and Siam, which are within the Chinese cultural sphere..."

"A lot of their techniques, traced back to their source, have traces of the Eight Basic Forces."

"In fact, they are directly the Basic Forces!"

"For instance, some so-called Sword Saints in Japan have mastered the Gale, Conquer, and Mountain Shattering, achieving the Three Forces Combined."

"Even ordinary Chinese Martial Gods may not defeat them."

"However, without follow-up paths, these geniuses can only circle in a dead-end!"

"They’ll never grasp more powerful Legendary Power, let alone..."

As the words paused, Li Cang’s enthusiastic expression calmed down, and he resumed eating politely with chopsticks.

Zhu Haomiao: "..."

Can’t you stop leaving things half-said, damn it!

"Let alone what? Is there an even higher realm beyond Legendary Power?!"

"You’ll find out eventually."

"Could you riddlers just get outta here?"

"This is my house."

Zhu Haomiao: "..."

Then should I leave?!

...

Time passed swiftly during a relaxing vacation, with Zhu Haomiao feeling no call from the Illusion Realm in the middle, no looming attacks occurred, or perhaps just weren’t successful.

It wasn’t until he solidified his Existence Anchor completely that Zhu Haomiao re-entered the Illusion Realm.

Buzz~

Amidst a sensation of dizziness and a wondrous weightless fall, Zhu Haomiao seemed to awaken from a long slumber, suddenly opening his eyes.

What came into view was a strange ceiling, and it took a full two seconds for him to connect in his memory that he was in an underground "sleeping tomb."

Sitting up slowly, the black-clad youth gently stretched his limbs, finally gazing at his chest.

Concealed beneath the black school uniform, where there was previously a silver Dragon Emblem, there now shone a magnificent golden hue.

In the center of the Dragon Emblem, a phantom lotus was slowly spinning open, revealing a core decorated with ’White Jade Inlaid Gold.’

The white jade represented the Creation Jade Dishware, while the inlaid gold was a flawlessly perfect Technique Rune!

Gazing at the golden rune that seemed alive and ever-changing, Zhu Haomiao squinted, his pupils reflecting the shifting radiance of gold.

Before long, following the will of the creator, the ineffable conceptual rune peeled away its illusory façade, collapsing into an understandable form, sketching two ethereal words.

[Shattered Moon]

Pursing his lips, the black-clad youth willed it into the depths of his soul instantly.

In that moment, a vast amount of knowledge and experience flooded his consciousness like a tide, leaving Zhu Haomiao, even with his Soul Strength, stunned for quite a while before regaining his composure.

After roughly digesting and absorbing it, Zhu Haomiao’s eyes flickered with golden light as he poured all his remaining Greed Coins unreservedly into the new cultivation technique.

[Flying Radiance Skill]: LV.0→LV.6 (Perfect)

[Essence] +50

[God] +27

[Qi] +19

[Star Fall] → [Shattered Moon]

The Shattered Moon rune within his soul radiated brilliantly, and with a thought, Zhu Haomiao unleashed a vast amount of spiritual energy, materializing beside him into a sharp treasure sword as if it were tangible.

In the next second, the seven-pointed star array on the heavy bronze gate lit up one after the other, slowly opening.

Swish~

The treasure sword that hovered beside him instantly turned into a stream of light and shot through the crack in the door, darting like a fish through the complex underground maze until it flew out of the "sleeping tomb," shooting upward like a rocket into space.

Buzz~

[Gale Force·Absolute Shadow]!

A mysterious spirit light blossomed in the center of Zhu Haomiao’s brow as his vision pierced through the mountain, tracking his target.

Five kilometers!

Ten kilometers!

Twenty kilometers!

...

It was over ten seconds later when the treasure sword disappeared beyond his sensing range, prompting Zhu Haomiao to withdraw the spirit light from between his brows and exhale a weary breath of murky air.

The extreme attack range already touched the outer space, and if he ascended to the Abyss energy level and combined it with other extraordinary powers, it might truly shatter the moon in one strike!

In an instant, an image of the moon being pierced in one blow, gradually fracturing and disintegrating, then being torn to pieces by Earth’s tidal forces, transforming into countless meteors raining down appeared in his mind, causing Zhu Haomiao to shiver lightly.

That would indeed be an apocalypse...

What if, before the Beast of Original Sin destroyed the Illusion Realm, he accidentally wiped out the world instead...

Shaking his head, Zhu Haomiao took a deep breath.

No way, no way...

In his Second Layer Heaven’s extreme state, wielding the Pangu Axe, he could, at most, do minor surface-level damage to Earth.

From a human perspective, bringing about cataclysmic destruction would merely be scratching an itch from a planetary perspective.

The so-called Shattered Moon should be a descriptive term rather than an active verb!

After a round of self-reassurance, Zhu Haomiao collected his thoughts and let his mind run wild.

Moreover, this kind of extreme attack range holds little significance, as beyond ten kilometers, precise control is impossible, serving at best against some immobile large targets.

Most crucially, it drains too much God!

Gently massaging his temples and feeling the faint fatigue in his soul, Zhu Haomiao gained some understanding.

In a normal state, in an open and unobstructed environment, his effective attack range can extend ten kilometers outward.

However, in a complex urban environment, the effective attack range might be as little as one or two kilometers or even just a few hundred meters.

Of course, if he doesn’t care about local mortals and is willing to bear a bit of "collateral damage," anywhere within the reach of his Divine Thought is within his attack range!

However, the closer the distance, the more agile his maneuvering, and the more unpredictable and mysterious his operations become...