Chapter 542: Dimensional Strike

When Cheng Shifei realized that the Taoist before him was none other than the famous Wang Chongyang, the head of the Five Greats, he immediately saw a glimmer of hope.

He hurriedly invited Wang Chongyang to join him in facing Zhu Ying.

Wang Chongyang was well aware of Cheng Shifei's strength, so he nodded slightly and said, "Of course. This poor Taoist maintains a decent private friendship with the Iron-Fisted Marquis."

"Since you are the Marquis's disciple, this poor Taoist shall naturally join forces with you."

To put it plainly, Wang Chongyang was also wary of this Zhu Ying. After all, he knew very well that Zhu Ying's current realm was the Divine Ability Realm. Given his own current strength, there was absolutely no possibility of defeating Zhu Ying in a solo fight.

At that moment.

A massive surge of True Qi suddenly erupted from within the Imperial Palace. As a quasi-peak expert himself, Cheng Shifei naturally sensed the outpouring of True Qi.

"Not good, something has happened in the palace. Could someone have already made a move?"

Cheng Shifei asked Wang Chongyang in a tense tone.

The latter nodded slightly. "Indeed."

Wang Chongyang's realm had already reached the Peak Grandmaster level; naturally, the information he could perceive was far greater than that of Cheng Shifei.

"If this poor Taoist is not mistaken, it should be the disciples of the Tibetan Golden Wheel Dharma King—Huo Du and Darba—who have made their move."

When Cheng Shifei heard that the Tibetan experts had already acted, he was greatly shocked.

"What! It's actually Tibetan experts!"

"Tibet does not share a border with the territory of the Great Ming Empire. Why would this Golden Wheel Dharma King send his two disciples to assassinate a Ming Imperial Grandson?"

Facing Cheng Shifei's inquiry, Wang Chongyang explained unhurriedly, "The reason is simple. This Golden Wheel knows that the Great Ming Empire will certainly not remain content in the north; they will inevitably move south in the future."

"Therefore, the Golden Wheel Dharma King chose to strike first to gain the advantage."

At this point, Wang Chongyang let out a slight sigh and said, "It is a pity that relying solely on Huo Du and Darba makes them no match for the Ming Imperial Grandson."

"If this poor Taoist is not mistaken, those two have already been killed by this legendary Ming Imperial Grandson."

At this time, Qin Hui, the Chancellor of the Song State, who had been silent for a long time, also began to feel nervous.

Qin Hui hurriedly urged Wang Chongyang, "In that case, please, Taoist Wang, make your move quickly! If you do not act and the Ming Imperial Grandson discovers our tracks..."

"I fear... there will be a mortal danger!"

Qin Hui was quite protective of his life.

In truth, Qin Hui had no desire to come to Dadu. Unfortunately, in the imperial court, this Chancellor of the Song State had fallen into Huang Rong's trap and was forced to come to Dadu as an envoy.

Thus, upon hearing that the Tibetan experts had begun their move, Qin Hui immediately pressured Wang Chongyang to act.

And now.

After hearing Qin Hui's words, Wang Chongyang glanced at Cheng Shifei beside him and asked casually, "How about it, Hero Cheng? Since it has come to this, shall we join forces?"

Seeing this, Cheng Shifei could only nod.

"Since we are here, we must face it!"

"Taoist Wang, please!"

Cheng Shifei knew very well that since he had arrived in Dadu, there was no way back. For the current Cheng Shifei, his only choice was to bite the bullet and go forward.

Seeing Cheng Shifei's agreement, Wang Chongyang turned to the Seven Masters of Quanzhen behind him and said, "No time to lose, let us head to the Imperial Palace immediately!"

"As you command!" the Seven Masters of Quanzhen replied in unison.

Just as Wang Chongyang was about to depart, Qin Hui hurriedly cautioned, "Taoist Wang, if you fail, you must absolutely not reveal your identity!"

"This official still needs to conduct peace talks with the Ming Imperial Grandson!"

In Qin Hui's view, his primary purpose for coming to Dadu was to represent the Emperor of the Song State in peace talks with the Ming Imperial Grandson, not to take Zhu Ying's life.

Of course, Qin Hui was a civil official; he lacked the ability to kill Zhu Ying himself.

Therefore, to avoid affecting the upcoming peace talks, Qin Hui demanded that Wang Chongyang not expose his identity. After all, if Zhu Ying learned that Wang Chongyang had come on the orders of the Song Emperor...

Then... Qin Hui's peace talks would naturally end in failure, and Qin Hui himself might even be killed by Zhu Ying.

Facing Qin Hui's demand, Wang Chongyang nodded helplessly.

"Please rest assured, Lord Qin. This Taoist will not reveal his identity, nor will he tell the Ming Imperial Grandson that he came on the orders of the Song Emperor!"

As Wang Chongyang's voice fell, he immediately performed his lightness skill and sped toward the Imperial Palace in Dadu.

Seeing this, the Seven Masters of Quanzhen did not hesitate and followed Wang Chongyang into the palace.

And, of course, so did Cheng Shifei.

***

Currently.

Inside the main hall of the Imperial Palace.

The identities of the two experts sent by the Mongol Yuan—Lu Zhangke and He Biweng—had been exposed!

They were none other than the Xuanming Elders of the martial arts world.

Their ultimate martial technique was the Xuanming Divine Palms!

"Hmph, merely first-rate experts of the fifth level, yet they dare to act insolently in Dadu. I see you are all tired of living!"

To be honest.

When Zhu Ying saw the Xuanming Elders, he felt a slight sense of disappointment.

One must know that Zhu Ying's realm had already reached the Divine Ability Realm, and even the peak of it. Naturally, in all the world, those capable of fighting Zhu Ying were only peerless experts at the half-step Gangqi Realm!

As for these so-called first-rate experts, they were like a group of useless trash before Zhu Ying.

Having spoken, Lu Zhangke and He Biweng looked at each other. Then, as the eldest disciple, Lu Zhangke said hurriedly, "Stop the nonsense!"

"Today, the two of us are here to take your life. Of course, if you could conduct peace talks with the Mongol Yuan, you wouldn't have brought this disaster upon yourself."

Because the strength of Lu Zhangke and He Biweng was mediocre—though they were first-rate experts of the fifth level, they were at the early stage rather than the peak.

Naturally, the Xuanming Elders could not sense the terrifying True Qi radiating from within Zhu Ying.

Thus, they acted extremely arrogant.

Upon hearing the Xuanming Elders' response, Zhu Ying burst into loud laughter.

Immediately after.

Zhu Ying sat directly upon the dragon throne, seemingly without even the slightest intention of fighting the Xuanming Elders!

Seeing this scene, the Xuanming Elders were infuriated!

"Damnable!"

"You fellow, how dare you despise us, the Xuanming Elders, so much! You are simply seeking death!"

With that said.

As the senior disciple, Lu Zhangke was the first to strike. With a sudden burst of speed, he lunged directly toward Zhu Ying!

"Xuanming Divine Palm!"

Instantly.

Lu Zhangke unleashed his ultimate martial technique. But even as the Xuanming Divine Palm struck toward Zhu Ying, Zhu Ying showed no reaction.

In fact, Zhu Ying remained seated on the dragon throne, making no attempt to dodge!

Seeing this, Lu Zhangke was filled with extreme rage, so he simply exerted all the internal energy in his body, concentrating it all into this single palm strike.

Unfortunately.

When this palm struck Zhu Ying's body, Zhu Ying remained as steady as Mount Tai, completely unmoved.

On the contrary, Lu Zhangke felt his palms lose all sensation!

"How is this possible!"

Seeing that Zhu Ying remained unscathed after being struck by the Xuanming Divine Palm, a look of shock appeared on Lu Zhangke's face!

"Junior Brother!"

"Let us attack together!"

Perhaps at this moment, Lu Zhangke finally realized how terrifying the strength of the man before him was. He understood that relying on his own strength alone would make him no match for him.

Thus, Lu Zhangke hurriedly called out to He Biweng.

After all, only when the Xuanming Elders used the Xuanming Divine Palms simultaneously could they exert the technique to its absolute limit.

He Biweng did not dare to hesitate and immediately rushed toward Zhu Ying.

Then.

The Xuanming Elders exerted their strength at the same time.

The result was predictable. Even with He Biweng and Lu Zhangke working together, they were still no match for Zhu Ying. Zhu Ying remained seated steadily on the dragon throne without any attempt to dodge.

*BOOM!!*

The Xuanming Divine Palms used by the two elders slammed heavily against Zhu Ying's body, but just like before, Zhu Ying suffered no harm whatsoever!

At this moment.

The eyes of the Xuanming Elders were undoubtedly filled with despair.

"How can this be?" Lu Zhangke's face was full of shock. He had never imagined that even by joining forces with his junior brother, they would still be no match for Zhu Ying.

They couldn't even inflict a single scratch on him.

In the next second.

Zhu Ying exerted a gentle force.

Suddenly, a powerful surge of True Qi erupted from within his body, and this wave of True Qi forcefully crashed into the Xuanming Elders.

Almost instantaneously.

The bodies of the Xuanming Elders completely lost sensation.

They even felt as if all their internal organs had been displaced!

"Ah!"

The Xuanming Elders undoubtedly rolled on the ground in agony. At the same time, the two of them never expected that this Ming Imperial Grandson could cause such immense damage with just a casual wave of his hand.

It completely shattered their understanding of the world.

In truth, it wasn't just the Xuanming Elders who were surprised and bewildered; in the hall, Cheng Shifei, Wang Chongyang, and the Seven Masters of Quanzhen had also arrived.

They had just witnessed the scene.

Cheng Shifei swallowed hard and said to Wang Chongyang in a trembling voice, "Taoist, did you see that just now? The Xuanming Elders actually couldn't harm the Ming Imperial Grandson?"

"This is simply inconceivable!"

"Although the Xuanming Elders' strength is mediocre, being only fifth-level experts, once they combine, their strength can actually rival a quasi-Grandmaster."

"But even so, the Ming Imperial Grandson seems completely unscathed."

Wang Chongyang's expression, however, was written with calm.

Because this was a result he had long anticipated.

"After all, the Ming Imperial Grandson is an expert of the Divine Ability Realm. Dealing with the Xuanming Elders is naturally more than enough."

To be honest.

Although Wang Chongyang appeared quite calm, deep down, he was actually somewhat panicked.

After all.

Wang Chongyang understood that even if he and Cheng Shifei joined forces, along with the Seven Masters of Quanzhen, they would still be no match for him!

"You... just what kind of divine being are you?"

At this moment.

Lu Zhangke asked Zhu Ying in a trembling voice.

Before Zhu Ying could speak, Old Zhu, who was sitting beside him, shouted loudly, "Remember, he is the Imperial Grandson of our Old Zhu!"

"From this moment on, this martial arts world belongs to the Great Ming. One day, the Great Ming Empire will achieve unification!"

Zhu Yuanzhang was watching with great satisfaction; he even felt his hands itching, wanting to step forward and fight personally.

Zhu Ying naturally sensed this.

However, Zhu Ying did not give Zhu Yuanzhang the chance, instead suddenly shouting, "Wang Chongyang, leader of the Quanzhen Sect, and Cheng Shifei of the Hu Longshan Palm—all of you come at me together."

"I am a bit tired; I don't want to play with you anymore."

As Zhu Ying's voice fell, the faces of Wang Chongyang and Cheng Shifei in the corner of the hall were instantly filled with tension.

As one of the Seven Masters of Quanzhen, Qiu Chuji saw his master so frightened for the first time, so he hurriedly leaned toward Wang Chongyang's ear and whispered, "Master, since the Ming Imperial Grandson has discovered us, why don't we... just retreat?"

"Even if we all attack together, I fear we are still no match for this man."

Qiu Chuji was a smart man. He knew that if they truly fought Zhu Ying, then whether it was Wang Chongyang, Cheng Shifei, or the Seven Masters of Quanzhen, they would all perish here.

And in the hall,

Lu Zhangke, who was already heavily injured, heard that there were more experts in the hall and immediately saw a glimmer of hope for survival.

Using the last of his strength, he hurriedly shouted, "Taoist Wang! You are the head of the Five Greats; your strength must be enough to kill this man!"

"Please, Taoist Wang, save us!"

At this moment.

Seeing this, Wang Chongyang realized he had no way out.

Thus.

Wang Chongyang instantly used his lightness skill to appear before Zhu Ying, with the Seven Masters of Quanzhen standing behind him!

When Cheng Shifei saw Wang Chongyang appear, although he was extremely reluctant in his heart, he still rushed to the front of Zhu Ying.

"Tibetan experts, Mongol Yuan experts, and now experts from both the Ming and Song states have all arrived!"

"Good. It seems you have all heard of my name."

By now.

Zhu Ying had already killed the Tibetan experts, Huo Du and Darba, and the Mongol Yuan experts, the Xuanming Elders, were essentially crippled.

Now.

Zhu Ying was about to face a battle against the experts of the Ming and Song states.

"To be honest, both Ming and Song are part of the Central Plains, and you are all Han people. I originally intended to spare your lives, but since you have all jumped out..."

"Do not blame me for being heartless."

Seeing this, Wang Chongyang immediately said, "Your Highness, our Song and Ming states have no grievance or enmity with you. Why have you sent troops to the border?"

"If... if Your Highness can withdraw the troops, we will also leave this Dadu!"