109: Chapter 109 The Emperor's Domain

In the instructor villa area, outside Teacher Xue Muhan's villa, quite a few people had already gathered.

Several Peak Martial Emperor instructors stood at the entrance, wearing smiles, though they could not hide the complexity in their eyes.

They had cultivated for decades, stuck at the Peak Martial Emperor Realm for years, unable to touch the threshold of the Martial Venerable Realm.

Teacher Xue Muhan had achieved a Breakthrough in her early thirties; it would be a lie to say they weren't envious.

"Teacher Xue, congratulations on your Breakthrough to the Martial Venerable Realm!" the white-haired old instructor said with a cupped-fist salute. "A thirty-eight-year-old Martial Venerable, the first in the hundred-year history of Modu Martial Arts University."

Teacher Xue Muhan nodded slightly, a rare smile appearing on her cold, aloof face. "Teacher Zhou, you flatter me."

"Teacher Xue, with your Breakthrough, our Great Xia Alliance has gained another expert to protect humanity."

"A Martial Venerable has a Lifespan of one thousand years. Muhan, you are only in your thirties; your future is limitless!"

"Indeed, with Teacher Xue's talent, you will surely break through to the Martial Saint Realm within a hundred years!"

Several instructors who were on good terms with Teacher Xue Muhan stepped forward to offer their congratulations, their eyes filled with envy and emotion.

The Martial Venerable Realm grants a Lifespan of a thousand years, and entering it in one's thirties meant there was plenty of time to challenge even higher Realms.

Martial Saint, Martial God—everything was possible.

Teacher Xue Muhan returned the greetings one by one, a rare smile appearing on her cold, aloof face.

She knew clearly that if not for the Ten Thousand Dao Scripture given by Han Ming, she might not have been able to break through even if given another three years.

As for breaking through to the Martial Saint Realm within a hundred years? That would be underestimating her, Teacher Xue Muhan, and underestimating the Ten Thousand Dao Scripture.

After dealing with the instructors who came to congratulate her, Teacher Xue Muhan returned to her villa, picked up her nameplate, and sent a message to Han Ming: "Come to my place."

On the other side, Li Tianci felt a wave of irritation after Ma Wencai's failure.

Listening to the students whispering, his expression became extremely ugly, and he left the school with a dark face.

He knew his plan had failed completely; he hadn't expected Han Ming to possess a Saint-Grade defensive Jade Slip.

To kill Han Ming, he would need to exhaust his defensive Jade Slip, which couldn't be done in a short time.

"Who is there?"

Just as he walked to a secluded alley entrance, a person suddenly appeared in front of him.

That person's aura gave him a feeling like an abyss or a vast ocean, unfathomable. Li Tianci looked at the person who had appeared suddenly and asked vigilantly.

"Young Master Li, no need to be nervous. I have no ill intentions toward you."

The person raised his head to look at Li Tianci, forcing a stiff smile, his voice sounding somewhat hoarse, as if intentionally altered.

It was an extremely ordinary face, clearly disguised.

"Are you a Blood Demon from the Blood Demon Alliance?"

Li Tianci looked at the man, frowning, his eyes filled with increased vigilance, while a Peak Martial Emperor attack Talisman appeared in his hand.

He was prepared to strike at any moment.

He had previously been an SSS-level Genius, so naturally, he wasn't stupid and had already guessed the visitor's identity.

"Hehe... Blood Demon? We are just a group who, in pursuit of power, have chosen a different path!"

The middle-aged man laughed self-deprecatingly.

"Pursuit of power? You've merely turned yourselves into monsters that are neither human nor ghost!"

Li Tianci sneered disdainfully.

"And so what? This is a world where the strong are respected. An ordinary person's Lifespan is only a few decades. Even if one breaks through to the Martial King Realm, the Lifespan is only three hundred years. And how many people can break through to the Martial King Realm?"

"When your Lifespan is nearly at an end, and you are unwilling to die; when you are oppressed by a strong enemy with nowhere to turn; when you are filled with despair and have no hope of revenge—if there is a path that allows you to survive, to become stronger, and to take your revenge, would you choose it?"

The man seemed to have been struck by a nerve by Li Tianci's words; the smile on his face vanished, replaced by a nearly paranoid seriousness.

Li Tianci did not speak, his expression shifting continuously.

The man's words were like a needle, piercing into the part of Li Tianci's heart he dared not touch.

He had fallen from his pedestal as a high-and-mighty Genius, a future Martial God seed. Who could understand this sense of disparity?

Who could understand the feeling of someone who had once pursued the pinnacle of the Dao, only to learn that their path forward was severed?

Who could understand the frustration of seeing one's enemy flourishing and living in glory, while one was unable to take revenge?

Seeing Li Tianci's shifting expression, the man's lips curled up slightly. "This is the supreme Cultivation Technique of the Blood Demon Alliance, the Blood Demon Art. It can help you restore your Foundation. The other is my contact Jade Slip. If you have any questions, you can contact me."

As he spoke, he took out two Jade Slips and threw them to Li Tianci.

Li Tianci reached out and caught the two Jade Slips, gripping them tightly in his hand. He did not speak.

The middle-aged man saw this and smiled, his figure instantly disappearing at the alley entrance.

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"Congratulations, Teacher, on your Breakthrough to the Martial Venerable Realm!"

Han Ming arrived at Teacher Xue Muhan's villa and offered his congratulations with a cupped-fist salute.

"Hmm, this is all thanks to your Cultivation Technique; otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to break through so quickly."

A smile appeared on Teacher Xue Muhan's cold, aloof face.

"That is also because you have high talent, Teacher. You broke through just one month after switching to the Cultivation Technique. Others might not be able to do it."

Han Ming flattered her a little.

The feedback he got from Teacher Xue Muhan was truly too much.

"Hmm, this Cultivation Technique is truly too Heaven-Defying. In the future, you must never tell anyone else, otherwise, it could very likely bring trouble upon yourself."

Teacher Xue Muhan's gaze toward Han Ming became a bit more serious.

She took out a storage ring from her embrace and handed it to Han Ming, saying, "These are some Cultivation resources suitable for you. Take them and improve your strength as soon as possible."

She had called Han Ming over mainly to admonish him about the importance of the Cultivation Technique and to express her gratitude.

"Thank you, Master."

Han Ming did not refuse and accepted the storage ring.

Although these resources had already been fed back to him previously, who would complain about having too many Cultivation resources?

Moreover, since this was given by Teacher Xue Muhan, if he gave it to Li Xuewei or Lin Fan, he could get another wave of feedback.

After returning to his villa, Han Ming flashed into his Cave Heaven World.

At this moment, the Cave Heaven World had changed drastically compared to before; it was no longer a scene of dead, desolate silence.

Now, the Cave Heaven World looked no different from the real world outside; there were mountains, rivers, and many flowers, grasses, and trees growing.

It was just that because the time since restoring vitality was short, the flowers, grasses, and trees were still small.

The Spiritual Qi inside, while incomparable to the Modu Martial Arts University villa area, was much denser than in Jiangbei City, and the density of the Spiritual Qi was still constantly increasing.

The originally dried-up Spirit Spring eye now had a thin layer of Spirit Spring water covering the bottom, and mist swirled above the Spirit Spring.

Beside the Spirit Spring was a plot of Spirit Field, where various planted Spirit Medicine were growing vigorously.

"Not bad. It would be perfect to raise some exotic beasts inside when the time comes."

Han Ming looked at all of this and revealed a satisfied smile.

"Next is to test just how large my Divine Sense range is."

As Han Ming spoke, he expanded his Divine Sense, which spread out in all directions.

He had just broken through and was summoned by Teacher Xue Muhan, so he hadn't had the chance to feel the range of his Divine Sense and the strength of his Domain yet.

Moreover, at Modu Martial Arts University, he dared not release his Divine Sense, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to hide his strength.

Now that he had entered the space, he could finally unleash it with full force.

His Divine Sense spread out in all directions like a tidal wave.

One hundred meters, five hundred meters, one thousand meters, two thousand meters; it only barely stopped at five thousand meters.

Within a radius of ten li, mountains, rivers, flowers, trees, and even the dew condensed on the leaves of a Spirit Medicine in the Spirit Field were as clear as looking at the lines on one's own palm.

Han Ming's lips curled up slightly.

An ordinary one-star Martial Emperor's Divine Sense coverage is only one thousand meters; he had reached five thousand meters just after breaking through, and his Divine Sense strength was comparable to a five-star Martial Emperor.

He retracted his Divine Sense, took a deep breath, and raised his right hand. The power of his Domain surged from his body, covering a radius of five hundred meters.

The chill of Ice Essence, the gentleness of Mysteries of Water, the ethereal agility of Wind True Intent, the violent fury of Thunder True Intent, the scorching heat of Fire True Intent, and the sharpness of Sword Intent—six completely different powers coexisted within the Domain.

Within the Domain, Han Ming was the Dominator.

With a thought, the temperature in the Domain plummeted, and a layer of thick frost instantly condensed on the ground.

The raindrops falling in the air solidified in mid-air, turning into countless tiny ice crystals, glittering with a crystalline light under the sunlight.

With another thought, the frost dissipated, replaced by a gentle water mist.

The water mist permeated the area, seemingly harmless, yet it contained terrifying power sufficient to strangle an ordinary Martial Emperor.

Water has no constant form; it can be soft or hard. Under the augmentation of the Domain, every drop of water was like a sharp blade.

The power of Wind and Thunder roared in the Domain, lightning and gales intertwined, moving at the extreme speed.

Fire True Intent burned, and Sword Intent was sharp; the six powers coexisted perfectly in his Domain, complementing each other.

Han Ming retracted his Domain, his lips curling up slightly.

Relying on his one-star Martial Emperor Realm, his Domain strength was sufficient to crush an ordinary nine-star Martial Emperor.

If he cooperated with the Ice Essence and unleashed his full power, even a nine-star Martial Emperor who had comprehended three True Intents, he would dare to fight.