Chapter 120 - 105: 18 Bronze Men Formation

Chapter 120: Chapter 105: 18 Bronze Men Formation

Inside the assembly hall of the Capital City.

"We can’t scan his whereabouts. All we see is a lotus-shaped stone platform."

"He vanished! Did he enter some kind of pocket dimension?"

"Does anyone remember? He’s also an heir to the Vajra Sect!"

"What do we do now? Wait for him to come out and offer our necks for the slaughter?"

"Let’s try a saturation strike. I’d like to see how many missiles he can block!"

"I think that’s feasible. And since we’ve been researching it for so long, let’s use that other thing against him too!"

"The Alchemy Biological Weapon?"

"What if neither works?"

"Then we activate the final measure..."

Everyone knew what the final measure was.

Nuclear weapons!

It was all they had left.

And even then, they doubted they could actually hit Zhang Ji.

Judging by Zhang Ji’s performance, if he chose to simply flee instead of fighting, he could escape the primary kill zone of even their most powerful weapons.

But it seemed Zhang Ji wanted to crush everyone underfoot and ascend to godhood.

At this moment, everyone fell silent.

Liu Hetong watched the great Buddha on the live stream, his heart a tangle of complex emotions.

’Is it good or bad for an Extraordinary individual like this to control the country?’

...

Although the battle had paused and Zhang Ji had disappeared, the live stream from the Eastern Extreme Country continued.

The footage was being forwarded to countries all over the world.

Everyone saw the figure who had single-handedly faced a modern army.

He was powerful, inspiring both awe and terror.

Yes, people didn’t just admire him.

They feared Zhang Ji as well.

For an individual’s power to reach such a level meant that human society had almost no way to restrain him.

He could use his own martial prowess to seize anything he desired at will.

Everyone was worried about the existence of such a being.

However, there were other attitudes as well.

.....

「Roman Country, Five Elements Gate Club」

Having seen the video, Chen Anhe’s eyes were filled with disbelief. She never imagined Zhang Ji could possess such strength.

Zhou Hao, who had just broken through to Grandmaster and was beginning to feel he had a place among the world’s elite, gave a wry, contemplative smile and reined in his burgeoning pride.

Shen Han was flushed with excitement, as if he were the one who had accomplished all of it.

The other Five Elements Sect disciples and Hudson’s group were also completely stunned, never imagining a human could be so powerful.

Inside the World Martial Artists Association.

Orlando’s expression shifted slightly as he watched the video.

"You’re the only one who has fought the Master. Who do you think is stronger, him or the Master?" Angelo Dickinson asked.

"He’s stronger than me, but he is absolutely no match for the Master," Orlando said.

No one knew better than him just how strong that person was.

That kind of power could only be described as a mighty force!

Also in the Roman Country.

Inside a seaside nuclear power plant, the golden-haired Elaven glanced at Zhang Ji in the video, the corner of his mouth curling up. "An amusing clown!"

In his eyes, Zhang Ji was indeed no different from a clown. After all, with his Alchemy Furnace organ, he would only need a single strike to annihilate everything in the same situation.

There would be no turn-based combat whatsoever!

’Still, Zhang Ji’s strength is barely worth a second glance.’

’I suppose this officially demonstrates the power of us martial artists to the world.’

...

「Color Cluster Country」

Giles Booker, who had a full beard and red fur all over his body like an ape, scratched his cheek with his tail. Watching the figure in the video, he muttered, "That kid Robby’s friend? Seems like someone who could inherit the blood of the Ape God..."

.....

「Yis Country」

The white-haired Cyril Donovan took a tablet from his grand-disciple. After watching the video, he sighed with emotion. "It seems this will be an age of great struggle."

He then handed the tablet back to his grand-disciple and said, "Your Spiritual Intent is close to being successfully integrated. Don’t get distracted during this time. Strive to master the Spirit Strike as soon as possible."

...

「Mammon Country」

「Dean City」

While eating cake in a bakery with Melia, who had just turned four, Tran Nash extended his Spirit over a dozen kilometers, clearly absorbing the discussions of the people around him into his mind.

"It’s him!" Tran said aloud.

"Grandpa, who are you talking about?" Melia asked, looking at Tran.

"A little friend," Tran said with a smile.

"A little friend my age?" Melia asked. "Can I play with him?"

"He probably wouldn’t like playing with you."

Tran’s expression was a little odd. Back when he heard Zhang Ji mention Melia, he had faintly detected a trace of malice in Zhang Ji’s radiating spiritual fluctuations.

’In any case, I will never let Zhang Ji and Melia meet in this lifetime.’

.....

「Teti Country」

「Kahong Mountain」

Endless heavenly lightning bombarded a figure.

That figure was a man named Ferguson.

He was a genius without precedent.

Beyond the Four Elements of [Earth Suppression], [Flowing Water], [True Fire], and [Divine Wind], he had created a new martial arts school: [Heavenly Thunder].

The power of lightning was high temperature, destruction, rebirth, and also electromagnetic force. The strength of this school far surpassed that of the other Four Elements schools.

He only needed to take one more half-step forward to achieve a level of power never seen before.

After absorbing and devouring a massive amount of heavenly lightning, storing it in his body, he ended his day’s training. With an electromagnetic disturbance, his figure instantly appeared on the surface.

This speed was at least Mach 5, to start.

And this was just his normal movement speed.

"BOOM~!"

Ferguson’s figure landed.

An assistant hurried forward and helped him put on his clothes.

"Ferguson, there’s something you might need to know," the assistant said.

"Speak," Ferguson said.

The assistant brought over a video for Ferguson to see.

Ferguson fast-forwarded through it and nodded. "A little interesting."

Yes, just a little interesting.

’This level doesn’t even reach one or two-tenths of my power.’

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Within the Ruins Realm of the Vajra Sect, Zhang Ji stood up from the lotus platform.

Before him was a mountain.

A stream circled the mountain, and upon it stood rows of ancient, temple-like buildings.

But they looked to be in disrepair, already decaying.

A path led from below the lotus platform straight to the buildings on the mountain.

On a massive memorial archway tens of meters high were inscribed the three large characters for "Shoushan Temple."

That’s right. The original site of Immortal Mountain was the location of an ancient Sect, the Shoushan Temple.

Its history could be traced back perhaps more than five thousand years.

Back then, the Xia Yu Country and the Eastern Extreme Country were still one nation.

The land was in a state of constant warfare.

Countless powerful Martial Artist factions fought back and forth in utter chaos.

It was during that time that a young monk of extraordinary comprehension was born here. In a short period, he grew into a powerful existence capable of suppressing the world, ultimately using his personal might to protect the peace and stability of the region.

He brought a temporary halt to the world’s conflicts, preventing countless common people from being displaced.

However, he stayed for less than a hundred years before he shattered the void and departed.

Of course, the so-called "shattering the void" most likely meant he encountered a spatiotemporal rift and disappeared.

Over thirteen hundred years ago, the Eastern Extreme Country and the Xia Yu Country parted ways, and several martial arts families broke off to form their own nation.

The monks of Shoushan Temple chose the Xia Yu Country, not the Eastern Extreme Country.

They only left behind this Ruins Realm and some of their legacies.

Then, over seven hundred years ago, the Vajra Sect took over and established their own sect here.

Today, the complete legacy of Shoushan Temple can only be found in the Xia Yu Country, though it has been renamed the True Buddha Sect. Over there, they also have the *Sutra of the Buddha’s Inner Scenery*, one of the only two native (Legendary)-grade fighting techniques on the entire Origin Star.

That thing could be called one of the most OP mid-game skills for the [True Self School].

The buffs and stats it grants are incredibly comprehensive.

Once mastered, activating the Cultivation Technique directly grants ten powerful buffs.

However, the practice requirements are very high.

To officially learn it, one needs at least an S-rank Spirit attribute and an S-rank amount of Yuan Qi.

It’s useless to get it in the early game.

Of course, it’s not easy to obtain either.

Because a [B+]-rank old monk who has learned the (Epic)-grade fighting technique, the *Tathagata Divine Palm*, is guarding the legacy.

Although that old monk has only practiced one form of the *Tathagata Divine Palm*, and hasn’t mastered it, very few B-rank individuals can withstand a single palm strike from him.

Many players even say he’s the number one person below A-rank in the [True Self School].

’For the sake of those fighting techniques, I’ll definitely go meet him later.’

Zhang Ji thought to himself as he started up the stairs leading to the mountain.

The staircase was very long, with over ten thousand steps to the summit.

Zhang Ji took out food from the [Ark of Hope] and ate as he walked at a leisurely pace, simultaneously scanning the buildings with his Spirit in hopes of finding something useful.

There were many buildings along the way, all of them quite old. Most were damaged, with only a few items still intact.

Some porcelain, some pottery, and things like tables and stools made of stone.

There were also quite a few weeds.

They could be seen in the cracks of the path.

Other than those antiques, there wasn’t much of value here.

The monks of Shoushan Temple had been very thorough when they evacuated.

They had basically taken all the valuables they could carry.

Of course, some things weren’t completely taken.

One of them was the legacy stored in the basement of the Martial Monk Academy.

After about twenty minutes, Zhang Ji leisurely reached the mountaintop, having also recovered most of his stamina and Yuan Qi.

He stepped into the main body of the ruined temple. The broken gate offered no resistance; after five thousand years, only a few rotten wooden edges remained.

He didn’t pay much attention to the surrounding buildings and only glanced at the Buddha statue in the main hall before heading straight for the Martial Monk Academy.

Compared to other places, the Martial Monk Academy had many more training tools like stone locks.

Zhang Ji entered the main hall of the Martial Monk Academy. Inside, there was a statue of a young monk being worshipped. His earlobes reached his shoulders, he wore the simple robes of a śrāmaṇera, held a staff in his right hand, and had his left hand raised in a salute before his chest.

This was the young monk of extraordinary comprehension who was born in that chaotic era. Both the (Legendary)-grade *Sutra of the Buddha’s Inner Scenery* and the (Epic)-grade *Tathagata Divine Palm* were his creations.

It was said that because he had reached an extremely profound level of martial arts practice at a young age, he had sealed his own essence, qi, and spirit from leaking out. As a result, his appearance remained that of a thirteen-year-old. Even when he was over a hundred, he still looked like a child and didn’t age at all.

Thus, he was also known as the "Child Venerable."

"Excuse me, but I’ll need you to move."

Zhang Ji walked onto the platform, wrapped his arms around the statue, and with a burst of strength, lifted it directly and moved it to the side.

After moving the statue of the Child Venerable, a passageway was revealed underneath.

Zhang Ji walked right in.

The lighting and air quality inside weren’t too bad. After descending for a short distance, it opened into a long corridor.

Following the corridor for over a hundred meters, a huge underground hall appeared.

The hall was illuminated by light gathered from the outside world, so it wasn’t dark.

The entire hall was forged from black iron; an ordinary master would be unable to destroy it.

Inside, eighteen bronze-colored statues holding staffs stood in their respective positions. Behind them in the main hall stood a sixty-meter-tall statue of a three-headed, eight-armed Demon-Subduing Vajra. The Vajra’s three heads represented Compassion, Solemnity, and Wrath. In the direction each head was facing, there was a door. These were the three Gates of Legacy for Shoushan Temple.

According to the information Zhang Ji remembered from the guide, in ancient times, any Martial Monk from Shoushan Temple’s Martial Monk Academy who passed the Eighteen Bronze Men formation could choose one of the Gates of Legacy and receive the corresponding teachings and Cultivation Techniques behind it.

Compassion represented the Spirit, focusing on fighting techniques that influenced the opponent’s mind and used direct spiritual pressure to attack.

Solemnity represented energy, focusing on the cultivation of Yuan Qi and fighting techniques based on grappling, suppressing, and subduing.

Wrath represented the material, focusing on the physical body and fighting techniques centered on Horizontal Training, close-quarters combat, and killing blows.

Zhang Ji remembered that the *Indestructible Vajra Body Divine Technique* was behind the door representing Wrath.