Fantasy: I'm Really Not A Supreme Master!

Amidst the vast and boundless mountain and water scenery, a world unto itself emerged!

This was a land contained within a painting, where the landscape was ethereal and the view was transcendent.

Yet a great battle was being staged.

The sound of Nanfeng Qin continuously played, and with her ten fingers moving, her five viscera vibrated in tune!

Within her five viscera, it seemed as if five notes were softly chiming.

Her Wu Zang were being excavated, merging with her spirit, becoming one with the qin!

The "High Mountain Flowing Water" from the Ten Eternal Sounds kept resonating, flowing like clouds and water, effortlessly interconnected.

Faced with her music, Shan Po was suddenly thrown into disarray.

"A mere wench from the Fourth Realm dares to try repressing me? In your dreams!"

Shan Po roared in anger, her face suddenly transformed into a massive palm of a chaotic lion, lunging to devour Nan Feng.

This was her innate divine skill unearthed from the Six Accumulations, arguably her strongest technique.

Simultaneously, a terrifying tiger face appeared behind Nan Feng!

The tiger face, as enormous as the lion's, formed from the power of chaos, belonged to an elder—

—That elder was none other than Mount Elder from Beast Spirit Mountain.

He too had arrived, hiding in the shadows, waiting for the perfect moment to ambush Nan Feng.

But Nan Feng merely responded with the sound of her qin.

"High Mountain Flowing Water seeks a kindred spirit; I play it for the elder."

Nan Feng said calmly!

Suddenly, where the strings' sound traveled both she and Celestial Wolf vanished from the scene.

The divine skill animal faces of Shan Po and Mount Elder, as if connected by some mystic sympathy, drew close to each other.

"No!"

Shan Po sensed something amiss and shouted out in panic.

However, the two faces collided violently.

Boom!

In an instant, the lion's face was annihilated, the tiger's visage vanished!

Mount Elder and Shan Po both spat out blood, hurtled backward, and crashed heavily into the mountain and water scenery.

Nan Feng slowly pressed down the qin strings.

Her five viscera had become divine, resonating with heavenly sounds.

Now, even without a qin, she could produce its music!

"The sound of the Wu Zang."

She murmured to herself, awakening a divine skill unique to her.

...

Elsewhere.

"Stop draining me!"

At this moment, Chen Dezhi was truly frightened, watching Lu Rang's green grass advance, he became utterly panicked.

As the battle progressed, he grew weaker and his cultivation level continued to diminish.

While Lu Rang and the grass became increasingly formidable.

He came to understand that the grass was too malevolent, having absorbed all his cultivation level.

"Spare me, please—I really can't take much more... Big Brother Grass, Brother Grass, give me a chance, I don't want to be drained dry..."

He knelt on the ground, crying!

Lu Rang, on the other hand, was excitedly commanding the green grass, saying:

"Die amidst the green light!"

The green net of grass leaves fell for the last time.

Chen Dezhi turned into a corpse!

Lu Rang also stepped into the Five Aggregates Realm.

"Let's see which divine skill I've awakened!"

Lu Rang was overflowing with excitement as he introspected, only to discover a green cap in each of his five viscera, made from the mysterious and profound power of chaos!

"A green cap?"

Lu Rang wore a puzzled expression—was he supposed to place these caps on his enemies during combat in the future?

He felt, somehow... this was likely to attract a lot of hostility!

Wouldn't he get beaten up???

...

"It can end now!"

At Tailing Sect, Bu Wanshan was glaring fiercely at Long Zixuan, his eyes full of raging anger.

His black sword was covered with countless nicks,

All inflicted by Dugu Yuqing's sword qi.

He had realized that the pen in Dugu Yuqing's hand was extraordinarily against the heavens, likely some kind of unimaginable divine artifact.

"A sea of a thousand blades to cut down all foes!"

Bu Wanshan bellowed.

His viscera and entrails all shone brightly.

Countless chaos source qi composed of blades fluttered in the sky, sweeping towards Dugu Yuqing like a tidal wave.

Dugu Yuqing at this time, however, floated with extraordinary grace, smiling slightly, and said:

"So many blades... but alas, you cannot block my sword now."

He dropped his pen.

At the same time, primordial qi surged from within his five viscera!

Five streams of primordial qi formed a single character.

Old!

'Old'... was the first character of Wang Xizhi's Yellow Court Scripture.

"The idle old sage composes a heptasyllabic verse, explaining the body and various deities, with Huangting above and Guanyuan below, Youque follows, Mingmen precedes!"

As soon as the 'old' character appeared, the sea of blades collapsed!

Bu Wanshan... was cut into five pieces.

...

"Say it, aren't I your father?"

Elsewhere, Qing Chen was shouting loudly, as if delivering a thunderous Zen blow!

Before him, Zhao Zhen of Supreme Sacred Land was nearing madness.

Throughout the entire battle, Qing Chen had been using debating Zen,

Arguing whether he truly was his father.

Form is emptiness, emptiness is form, if not is, then is is not—is is not is...

Moreover, this debate was laced with a horrific mental influence, akin to some kind of spiritual conversion.

"No... you're not my father..."

"Are you my father... Are you really my father?!"

Zhao Zhen completely lost it, his eyes bloodshot, he knelt on the ground, clutching his head, and weeping bitterly!

And within Qing Chen's five viscera, five words suddenly floated out!

"I am your father!"

These five words carried a thunderous sound of compassionate mercy.

As if it were the voice of a loving father, as if it were the music of heaven...

Zhao Zhen was totally subdued, he cried out loudly,

"Dad!"

With those words, he suddenly split apart.

He had become entirely the Way debated by Qing Chen.

The Way fulfilled, the man died.

"Alas... In consideration of this cry of 'Dad'... Little Monk will liberate your soul, it's no loss."

Qing Chen dusted off his sleeves, not stained by a single drop of blood, and smiled slightly.

...

"The world within the painting... where words are reality."

Xinning was reading, her intent led her to manipulate countless rules within the painting, turning the landscape in her region into a battlefield of slaughter.

"Armies stay inactive, to no avail, turning and turning, the brows of moths die before the horse."

"To die is to know that all is void, but the sorrow is in not seeing the Nine Provinces unite."

"One brother brought a letter, two brothers newly killed in battle."

"With brothers all scattered, no family to inquire about life and death."

With each sentence she uttered, people died!

Eventually, she stood up, facing the approaching Chen Ao and said,

"The earth collapses, mountains crumble, valiant men die... then the ladder to heaven and stone steps interlock!"

In an instant, the surrounding landscape surged with energy, solitary peaks snapped, the earth cracked open, and rivers flowed backward.

As for Chen Ao, he clearly saw that in front of him, that little girl who seemed like she belonged to another world of reading, had a symbol of the Way formed by Primordial Qi within her five viscera:

Death!

Facing impeding death, he was unable to resist!

...

"What's with your butt, why is it so hot?!"

Meanwhile, the headmaster of the War God Academy, Luo Tianling, was looking at Wu Dade with a shocked expression!

This fat man was simply terrifying, his buttocks surpassed all shields known, all his attacks were received by the opponent's unimaginable rump.

And furthermore, the fat man's buttocks grew hotter with each strike!

It was as though it contained a Divine Fire within, which, with his smacks and bumps, actually released the opponent's Divine Fire?

Now, he dared not approach at all, damn it, that wasn't a butt, it was more like a branding iron, the heat of which even he, a Six-Realm Master, couldn't handle!

"Under the buttocks, all enemies of the world shall be Repressed!"

At that moment, Wu Dade let out a loud shout.

He felt an indescribable flow of Qi traveling through his viscera, pouring wildly down his intestines!

He suddenly sat down toward Luo Tianling.

"I'm going all out against you!"

Luo Tianling yelled with his mouth wide open!

But before his fist could strike, he suddenly heard an odd noise:

"Pfft!"

A stream of Source Qi from the Five Aggregates, mixed with flames, erupted from the fat man's buttocks!

"Ah—"

Luo Tianling immediately suffered from gastric spasms, twisting and falling to the ground, vomiting violently.

He had only inhaled some of that fat man's Five Aggregates Source Qi, and now found himself vomiting uncontrollably, with the flames concomitant with it scorching his viscera.

"I don't want to die..."

He struggled to speak, but immediately after, his viscera failed, and he died instantly!

Wu Dade landed, a trace of confusion on his face, saying,

"Huh, I hadn't even sat down yet, how did you die?"

...

"Gentlemen, have you all enjoyed yourselves?"

At this moment, Jiang Li suddenly smiled faintly.

Plants and trees within the painting became soldiers, the Black and White lines of the chessboard crisscrossed the sky, a million divine soldiers fell to the ground.

His strokes were akin to creating soldiers from beans!

Seeing this scene, everyone on the field despaired.

How did this happen? A million divine soldiers appeared out of nowhere...

"To actually turn the Way into soldiers? With all things in the world, every plant, every tree, becoming his chess pieces, his soldiers..."

Shivering, Saint Lord Gao Yishen from the Supreme Sacred Land said,

"Don't kill me, I'll give you Bai Jie, she's amazing, you'll be satisfied..."

But the legion of heavenly soldiers had already engulfed him!

...

"If you can't be human, brother... don't blame me."

At this moment, Lin Jiu Zheng also spoke.

He raised his hand, and his brilliance shone, his Five Aggregates resonating with the entire world within the painting.

Within one of his Five Aggregates—the lungs—there was even the shadow of the Yellow Springs Land!

That was the terrain of the earth from the Yin Realm that he had refined, the Yellow Springs Land.

Now, the Yellow Springs Land triggered the entire world, bringing an apocalypse to the world within the painting.

With a thunderous bang!

Heaven and earth fell apart!

...

At this moment.

Outside the painting, in front of Deadman Wilderness.

Zi Ling and Su Baiqian had been paying close attention to the great battle within the painting.

At this moment, however, they saw the rice paper in the background, the original ink and wash landscape painting, suddenly disappeared, turning into large swathes of blank space!

Then, the world within the painting vanished...

And among them, the group of brothers also appeared in the real world.

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