Chapter 150: Chapter 111: Asking the Grandmaster with All Things_3
But then he suddenly turned around and sprinted away toward the distance.
He had no expectations that his opponent would show mercy, his life was his own, and he did not want to die here.
“Stop right there!”
Li Tian Gang’s gaze was icy as he quickly retracted his palm print, avoiding injuring the innocent.
He then leapt forward to give chase.
On the long street and in the sky, father and son were engaged in a deadly pursuit.
Ordinary people could not see it, but the terrifying waves of murderous intent from the sky made countless people look up, hearts trembling with fear.
Bang!
Li Hao’s body was slapped down once again, crashing into a building, he rolled over to get up, and at the same time flipped open a panel.
Was there anything else that could be improved?
Was there anything that could save his life?!
He saw the Musical Rhythm Atlas and immediately embedded several rhythms into the Control Path.
A surge of information flooded into his mind, akin to the cry of a phoenix or the sound of a small reed pipe, and several characteristics emerged with it.
But Li Hao quickly skimmed through them, finding none that could help him escape quickly or bring about a substantial improvement.
He opened the panel, looking for something, but all he saw was a dense array of Cultivation Methods.
He had mastered a plethora of Cultivation Techniques, but at the moment, there were none that could extricate him from the peril!
Meanwhile, the figure carrying the might of heaven and earth was already hot on his heels, a vast power looming overhead.
“Keep running, why don’t you run now?”
“Didn’t you think you were so powerful, to bully your brother and kill your father, is this all you’re capable of!”
Li Tian Gang’s eyes were frosty as he looked down at Li Hao, abruptly lifting his palm for another strike.
Li Hao’s eyes were about to split with rage, looking up at the descending palm imprint, he once again unleashed Endless Sea!
The mighty Sword Intent spread out, filling the area.
Among the myriad sword shadows, Li Hao did not continue to flee, knowing he could not escape.
His only choice was to fight with desperation, a battle to the death!
The myriad sword lights reflected on his face, but his gaze suddenly became calm.
The sea had the heavens for company, what about himself?
A trace of sadness crossed Li Hao’s heart, but he soon thought of the little white fox who had bravely stood in front of him despite the danger, of Li Yuanzhao who had always trusted him.
He also thought of Second Uncle, Old Feng, Fifth Uncle… a smile appeared on his face, at least for these past ten years or so, he had not been a failure, there were still a few people he could talk to intimately.
A fierce light appeared in his eyes as he watched the countless sword shadows shatter under the might of the divine power.
Though the sword shadows were many, they could not withstand a single blade of divine might.
All these years he had possessed numerous Cultivation Techniques, but he did not have his own path.
Where was my path?
Where was my final destination?
Li Hao thought of the many ancient tales he had recently read at Listening Rain Tower.
Most Grandmasters had used the Cultivation Techniques of others as references or natural traits of demon beasts to build their own systems of power.
A Grandmaster is one’s own teacher.
Without a master, they carved out their own paths; they were the masters of those paths.
If that was the case, why be constrained by the forms of these Cultivation Techniques?
Suddenly, a flash like lightning passed through Li Hao’s mind, and he experienced a moment of sudden enlightenment.
He had many cultivation techniques of various kinds, which were beneficial for strengthening his body and cultivation, but they had not been classified.
These techniques were the techniques of others, not his own.
With his understanding of the Tao Realm, he could refine the profundities from some of the mediocre techniques.
These profundities were like a path branched from the cultivation techniques, but they were not yet complete.
Therefore, he had only half-stepped into the Grandmaster Realm.
In terms of reference…
Li Hao looked at the figure shattering the myriad sword shadows, but his gaze swept beyond, to the vast and cloud-covered sky.
Time seemed to come to a stop around him, and the noisy wind quieted down.
Even someone as powerful as Li Tian Gang, one of the Three Immortals, was also under this piece of the sky, within this world.
If he needed a reference, why not take the world as a reference, and all things as a reference?
At this moment, the countless sword moves in his mind disappeared.
The numerous confines vanished, leaving only the essence of Sword Intent.
Naturally, his internal breath began to wander, following a special trajectory, surging and pulsating in his major meridians without his notice.
The power surged through his breath seemed to extend into Li Hao’s eyes; he suddenly saw a door faintly appearing in the world before him.
That was the Heavenly Gate.
Turns out the Heavenly Gate is omnipresent, not situated between heaven and earth, but within one’s own heart!
Li Hao burst into laughter, his chest filled with surging breath, and he kicked open the Heavenly Gate!
An immense breath burst forth from within him, rising like a sudden gale.
At this moment, Li Hao felt like the line from a poem recited in the Listening Rain Tower before:
“With the winds, the Roc rises in one day, soaring ninety thousand miles straight up!”
The door of the Heavenly Gate opened, as if stepping into another world.
He felt extremely refreshed, as though stepping into a brand new world, emerging from the deep waters to the surface, with his skin sensing everything in extreme detail, clear and distinct.
Falling dust could be discerned, visible to the naked eye!
This was an extremely delicate and ultimate control over one’s body.
And this control allowed Li Hao to delve deeper into his cultivation techniques.
As his state of mind broke through, the many previously constrained pieces of information flooded in like a breached dam, all at once.
New sword moves also emerged behind the swordsmanship of Endless Sea.
Endless Sea: The Other Shore!
With a whoosh, the sword in Li Hao’s hand emitted a dragon-like cry, as if sensing its master’s will, it shone with a fierce light.
All these changes happened in an instant. In the world of state of mind, time flowed differently than outside, as though one could have hundreds of thoughts in a single breath, while in reality, there was only enough time to raise a hand.
And the recent epiphany entered even deeper levels of consciousness, where thoughts surged rapidly, generating tens of thousands of ideas in a moment, while only a fraction of time passed in the outside world.
When the sword rose again, new sword techniques emerged—The Other Shore was born spontaneously!
The figure descending from the sky also charged towards him at this moment, with a palm strike that seemed to suppress demons as Buddha might, aiming for his head.
But suddenly, the palm print seemed very far away from him.
A sword light flashed fiercely, cutting through the distance between them.
This strike seemed to sever the void itself, containing the Power of Laws!
