Chapter 133.1: Shattering Divine Fortification With a Single Strike! (I)

Three inner sect disciples in the Divine Fortification Realm strode toward Lu Changsheng with clear hostility.

Their sudden approach unsettled the many outer sect martial artists gathered in Heavenly Abyss Gorge.

“Three inner sect senior brothers are here for just one outer sect disciple?”

“What kind of offense could make three inner sect senior brothers personally come to deal with him?”

“That man looks unfamiliar. He must be a newly admitted outer sect disciple.”

“A newly admitted outer sect disciple… could he be that scion disciple, Lu Changsheng?”

The outer sect disciples whispered among themselves as they watched from a distance. Scenes like this were rare, and naturally, no one wanted to miss it. Under normal circumstances, no outer sect disciple would dare offend an inner sect disciple to the point of irreconcilable enmity, much less provoke three of them to show up together.

The outer sect disciples were not worried about their own safety either. This matter had nothing to do with them, and there was no reason for the three inner sect disciples to harm mere witnesses to keep the affair quiet.

In the Northern Region Heavenly Sect, disciples were allowed to spar, compete, and even fight. Even severe injuries were not considered a serious problem. In the Divine Strength Realm and the Divine Fortification Realm, broken limbs could be restored, and severed arms or legs could grow back. Hence, disciples could fight as fiercely as they pleased, so long as no life was taken.

Lu Changsheng squinted his eyes. He had just entered the sect, so he had barely interacted with anyone in the outer sect, let alone the inner sect. For some reason, these three inner sect disciples had targeted him.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind. Inner sect disciples… they must be related to the attendants I killed at the foot of the mountain before I climbed the Heavenly Stairway.

Everything made sense now. The inner sect disciples were retaliating against him for killing their attendants. They were the kind of men who settled grudges quickly.

The three disciples continued advancing toward Lu Changsheng, but he felt no fear. He had read the Outer Sect Handbook and knew the rules of the Northern Region Heavenly Sect.

Disciples were free to fight one another as they pleased. The only line that could not be crossed was killing a fellow disciple. Even without killing, however, there were countless ways to humiliate and torment a person without ever breaking that rule.

“You must think highly of me,” Lu Changsheng said. “Three inner sect disciples coming together just to deal with me.”

One of the disciples snorted. “Hmph! Revenge should be taken quickly. It would be foolish for us to wait until you have settled in and grown stronger.”

“Exactly,” the second disciple added. “You’ve only just entered the sect, and you haven’t even found your footing yet. This is the perfect time to make you understand what real strength looks like.”

“Even though sect disciples cannot kill one another, we have plenty of ways to make you suffer,” the third disciple said, sneering. “This is going to be an important lesson for you. Even though you are a scion disciple, you should know how to keep a low profile and avoid provoking people you can’t afford to offend.”

The intentions of the three disciples were obvious. They had found their chance to put Lu Changsheng in his place, and they had no intention of letting it slip away. Only fools would wait for him to grow stronger before making their move, and as disciples of the Northern Region Heavenly Sect, they were no fools.

“You’re right,” Lu Changsheng said coldly. “Revenge should be taken before I’ve secured my footing here, and before I’ve had the chance to use the sect’s resources to strengthen myself.”

He paused and looked at the three of them with a sharpened gaze. “But do you even know who I am?”

Buzz!

The void darkened, and a pitch-black starry sky with a three-thousand-chi-high waterfall plunging down manifested. It seemed to split the heavens as it descended.

The inner sect disciples sneered at the sight.

“An Intent?”

“You dare show off a mere Intent?”

The next moment, they released their own Intents.

Boom!

Flames ignited within Lu Changsheng’s dark, starry sky. The fire roared and spread, threatening to engulf the entire sky. A layer of white mist soon followed, drifting outward until it blanketed the heavens. Then a towering mountain fell from the Ninth Heaven. It was vast and oppressive, and its weight was terrifying.

The three Intents pressed toward Lu Changsheng at the same time.

Lu Changsheng narrowed his eyes, puzzled. These three… they have not achieved Perfection in their Intents or evolved them into Domains.

Then, he realized something. That’s right. Being in the Divine Fortification Realm does not mean a martial artist can manifest Domains. Even in the Northern Region Heavenly Sect, most disciples have not perfected their Intent, much less evolved it into a Domain.

Usually, once Divine Strength martial artists cultivate their Intent to a certain level, they’ll pair it with a suitable Divine Fortification Realm martial art. And only if the success rate reaches seventy or eighty percent, will they attempt to condense divine fortification to advance to the Divine Fortification Realm.

Lu Changsheng realized his mistake. He had been using Tian Xin as a benchmark, but Tian Xin was no ordinary martial artist. If Tian Xin had ended up joining the Northern Region Heavenly Sect, he would have undoubtedly stood among the most elite.

Ordinary disciples were different. Even those called geniuses were only geniuses in the conventional sense.

Comprehending Intent to a profound level was already impressive, and it was achievable for ordinary geniuses. However, achieving Perfection was another matter entirely. As for evolving Intent into a Domain, only a tiny handful of the most outstanding disciples in the sect could ever hope to achieve it.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Amid the overwhelming clash of Intents, the faint sound of crashing waves echoed through the air. Howling winds drove the waves forward, urging them to surge with even greater force.

As long as no Domain had formed, Intent against Intent was difficult to completely suppress, and Lu Changsheng’s Intent was not much weaker than theirs.

Schwing!

Lu Changsheng swung his saber, and a streak of crimson saber light split the void. With his level of Intent infused into it, the attack had likely reached the strength of fifteen thousand cauldrons. Its terrifying force was enough to cleave even Intent itself.

Today, Lu Changsheng intended to see whether it was truly possible for ten thousand cauldrons to shatter divine fortification.

“Lin!”

After that strike, Lu Changsheng unleashed the Nine-Character Mantra, and the three inner sect disciples immediately froze.

They had advanced to the Divine Fortification Realm, but their mental strength was not much stronger than that of disciples in the Divine Strength Realm, so Lu Changsheng’s Nine-Character Mantra remained effective against them.

“Slash!”

Next, Lu Changsheng activated the Heart Sword. Three invisible Heart Swords shot out at once. Formless and traceless, they struck directly into the minds of the three inner sect disciples.

They cried out in agony. “Ahhhhh!”

Their mental defenses were instantly torn apart by Lu Changsheng’s attacks, and they could no longer sustain their Intents. When their Intents collapsed, Lu Changsheng’s saber light split into three streaks and came crashing down on them.

This strike was terrifying, but as Divine Fortification Realm martial artists, the three disciples were still being protected by divine fortification. No matter how violently Lu Changsheng’s Heart Sword had battered their minds, it could not directly affect the barrier wrapped around them.

As long as they had divine fortification, they would not die.

Boom!

Lu Changsheng’s saber light slammed heavily against them. Ordinary Divine Fortification martial artists could withstand the force of ten thousand cauldrons, but the power of this saber light was far beyond that.

Thanks to the enhancement of three Intents, his attack reached a terrifying fifteen thousand cauldrons’ worth of strength. Even after splitting into three consecutive blows, the power did not weaken. Guided by his Wave Intent, the saber light crashed down again and again like violent waves.

Crack!

The last streak of saber light struck, and a crack appeared on the layer of divine fortification around each of the three inner sect disciples. Then, with an explosion, their divine fortification shattered.

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