Of course, Little Ke had been preparing for battle.
It’s not that he couldn’t use his outer body technique like a normal person; it’s just that ever since he unleashed it and went from a single-sided beatdown to a double-sided one, he completely gave up trying to use this divine ability in any sensible manner.
So, he left a hair on the ground, always ready.
As long as he spotted even the tiniest opening to catch his breath, he could spring into action!
Now was the time for a surprise sneak attack!
The combat king’s secret techniques were definitely gaining value!
But before that, he had to think of a way to catch that world-shaking stick.
Gritting his teeth, Ke Mo once again reproduces that sword attack from that fateful day.
His body, enhanced with profound power, emitted a m*an of reaching its limits, all distracting thoughts being suppressed by the Taiyin Consciousness Soul. The divine will of Taiyin instantly appeared behind him, glowing alongside the Great Sage’s divine intention.
The Hammer Treasure, harnessing the sword intent triggered by the Divine Sword of the Celestials, brewed a murderous intent with the Shenshao Dantian sword technique.
People exuded ominous intent.
The stick’s shadow danced ominously, momentarily halted.
At this moment, the Starfall Hammer took on a power that was indescribably terrifying, its intentions and spirit acting as fuel for the Hammer Treasure.
Thus, with the hammer replacing the sword, and the sword acting in place of the hammer.
The two great techniques showcased their most exquisite intricacies, though not through matching blades.
Hammer and sword intertwined like the sun and moon.
“Bwahahaha…”
Laughter erupted from the raging winds, as if he found this bizarre maneuver somewhat entertaining.
The stick in his hands exploded in size.
This stick technique was far beyond just shaking the world.
It could reach the heavens above and delve into the depths below.
Like a dormant dragon breaking free from a misty cage, or an entity from the void with no trace, yet carrying an unfathomable sense of existence.
The little world trembled continuously, with some places cracking open to reveal unfathomable mysteries, endless bizarre sights, and lightning dancing wildly.
The hammer and sword clashed like that.
Then they ricocheted off the ground.
Ke Mo once again caught sight of those flaming golden eyes, filled with joy and wildness.
Grrr—
The stick ultimately did not smash down on him.
All that force was absorbed by the little world, causing it to develop fissures.
Ke Mo had a peculiar sensation.
That hit was as if it had solidly landed; it certainly felt different from usual. If he lost this fight, as the owner of the little world, he could come out completely unscathed.
This time, he’d really vanish with the little world into thin air.
“Fifty-one.”
He calmly uttered the reason for stopping.
Also explaining why he executed this blow—to help him see clearly.
Heaven wielded the killing intent; humanity brandished the hammer.
These two martial arts techniques were merely shortcuts used together, not true mastery.
Using them this way, that was how it should be.
The surging flames of combat intent silently extinguished, and Ke Mo understood his intention.
But just as he retracted his move, after the golden flames of war fizzled out, a figure appeared behind him, half-squatting and extending an evil hand…
“?”
“…He’s sneaking around.”
Ke Mo picked up the half-eaten peach, taking a bite, all nonchalant.
When people feel awkward, they tend to keep themselves busy.
The projection of the Great Sage ignored his excuse, focusing instead on the growing hollow left by the little world.
The hollow was getting larger.
Like a terrifying whirlpool, devouring all things around.
A vast, unfathomable depth, with otherworldly light making everything blurry.
This caused the little world to shake even more violently, the stars hanging in the sky swaying precariously. As the little world’s master, Ke Mo, in a vague sense, felt it.
It seemed like…
The little world was starting to collapse.
“I was counting on using the little world as my inner scenery.”
Ke Mo sighed, feeling a mix of emotions.
“Alright, I admit I wanted to monkey-pick the peaches, and you accidentally wrecked my Wanxiang Xianzong. Let’s talk this out…”
As he spoke, he planned to exit the little world.
Suddenly, a thunderbolt struck.
Ke Mo saw him hurling a weapon—a stick inscribed with ‘Ruyi Jingu Bang’—that sharply jabbed into the crack.
He vanished from where he stood, leaving no clue as to where he’d gone.
Only that stick stood erect there.
But unlike the dazzling brilliance it radiated in his hands, it now appeared dull and dark like stone, resembling an ordinary rock column in a tranquil little world.
Ke Mo stood silent for a moment, reaching out to touch it.
Its rough texture was almost suitable for a firewood stick.
“This can’t just be an ordinary divine weapon…”
“But I still don’t know the stick techniques… using a hammer instead of a stick might work.”
“So, does this mean… the monkey-picking-peaches scenario isn’t over?”
Little Ke never imagined that the Great Sage’s last piece would surface in such a manner.
…
With complex feelings, Ke Mo woke up.
The morning sunshine spilled in.
He groggily regained consciousness, feeling his little world was even more stable than before, as if it had solid pillars holding it up.
Not just that.
The fighting spirit of Qitian had finally reached a breaking point.
Buzz—
Divine intent radiated, sending ripples through space.
Ying Bing woke up hazily, and as she opened her eyes, she saw the golden-armored figure behind that young man.
At that moment, the face of the golden-armored divine intent was no longer blurry; it appeared vivid and lifelike.
Ying Bing was taken aback, quickly realizing.
“He’s about to break through?”
Instinctively wanting to guide him.
Just like before, helping the clumsy him channel the consciousness soul and break through his acupoints.
But once again, she found that this time, it seemed he needed no guidance at all. His divine intent flowed steadily, easily reaching a breakthrough.
“Did he win last night…?”
“…..”
Ke Mo closed his eyes, channeling the flow of divine intent.
At that moment, the thin acupoint quietly and silently broke open.
He felt his spirit clearly able to sense the heavens and the earth, aligning with his consciousness soul.
All nine acupoints aligned.
At this time, he could attempt to merge his consciousness soul with the heavens and earth, thereby coalescing the inner landscape. Once the imagery in his heart could influence reality, creating a connection, it would be called his inner scene.
But Ke Mo seemed to need none of that.
“As long as I manifest the little world using the consciousness soul as a bridge, won’t that do?”
That was what Ke Mo thought.
And he did just that.
However…
Nothing happened.
“???”
