Chapter 11: South One, North One
"Zhang Ruochen, you are a true genius! To be able to comprehend the complete Taiji Yin-Yang Diagram at the Fish-Dragon Realm, even I, your master, must admit that I have underestimated you." Xumi Saint Monk's voice carried a hint of surprise and admiration.
Zhang Ruochen slowly opened his eyes, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his mouth. He could feel the power of the Taiji Yin-Yang Diagram circulating within his body, merging with his sacred blood and sacred soul, making his cultivation base even more solid.
"Master, I have finally taken this step," Zhang Ruochen said softly.
Xumi Saint Monk nodded and said, "However, you must not be complacent. The path of cultivation is long and arduous. Although you have comprehended the Taiji Yin-Yang Diagram, you are still far from truly mastering it. Moreover, the enemies you will face in the future are not ordinary people."
Zhang Ruochen's expression turned serious. He naturally understood that although he had made significant progress, compared to the truly top-tier powerhouses of Hell Realm and Heavenly Court Realm, he was still far behind.
"Disciple understands."
"Very well, continue to cultivate on your own. I will go and take a look at the situation outside." After Xumi Saint Monk finished speaking, his figure gradually faded away and disappeared.
Zhang Ruochen took a deep breath, once again entering a meditative state. He began to carefully comprehend the mysteries of the Taiji Yin-Yang Diagram, attempting to integrate it with the Nine Heavens Bright Emperor Scripture and Dragon-Elephant Prajna Palm.
At the same time, in the distant Dark Great Triangle Star Domain, a fierce battle was unfolding.
Yan Wushen stood atop a desolate star, his black hair flying wildly, his eyes like lightning. Opposite him stood a middle-aged man clad in golden battle armor, exuding a powerful aura.
"Yan Wushen, hand over the Taiji Four Symbols Diagram Seal, and I can spare your life!" the golden-armored man said coldly.
Yan Wushen sneered, "Hmph, with just you? You're not worthy!"
As his voice fell, Yan Wushen's figure flashed, instantly appearing in front of the golden-armored man. He struck out with a palm, and a black dragon phantom roared out, carrying a destructive aura.
The golden-armored man's expression changed slightly. He did not dare to be careless and hastily mobilized his divine power to meet the attack.
Boom!
The two forces collided, producing a deafening explosion. The surrounding space shattered inch by inch, revealing a terrifying spatial rift.
"Not bad, you do have some skill." The golden-armored man's eyes flickered with a hint of surprise.
Yan Wushen, however, showed a disdainful smile, "Is that all you've got? Then you can die now!"
After saying that, Yan Wushen's aura suddenly surged. A mysterious power emanated from his body, causing the surrounding heaven and earth rules to become chaotic.
"This is... the power of the Taiji Four Symbols Diagram Seal?!" The golden-armored man's face finally showed fear.
Unfortunately, it was already too late. Yan Wushen's palm had already pressed down on his chest.
Pfft!
The golden-armored man spat out a mouthful of golden blood, his body flying backward like a broken kite. He crashed heavily into a distant meteorite, creating a huge crater.
"You... you actually..." The golden-armored man's eyes were filled with disbelief.
Yan Wushen withdrew his palm and said calmly, "I told you, you're not worthy."
After speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly stopped. He looked up into the distance, a thoughtful expression appearing in his eyes.
"Zhang Ruochen... interesting. It seems I need to find a chance to meet this person."
On the other side, within the Holy Bright Central Empire, Zhang Ruochen was still cultivating. He did not know that a formidable enemy had already set his sights on him.
Time passed day by day. Zhang Ruochen's cultivation progressed rapidly. Not only had he completely mastered the Taiji Yin-Yang Diagram, but he had also broken through to the Saint King Realm.
On this day, Zhang Ruochen finally emerged from seclusion. He stood atop a mountain peak, looking out at the vast land, a surge of heroic spirit rising within him.
"Now, I should be able to go to the Abyss of Darkness and find out the truth about my parents' deaths," Zhang Ruochen murmured to himself.
Just then, a voice suddenly sounded in his ear.
"Zhang Ruochen, long time no see."
Zhang Ruochen's heart tightened, and he immediately turned around to look. He saw a young man in black standing not far away, looking at him with a smile.
"Yan Wushen!" Zhang Ruochen's pupils contracted slightly.
Yan Wushen smiled faintly and said, "I heard you have comprehended the Taiji Yin-Yang Diagram. I came specifically to test your skills."
Zhang Ruochen's expression turned serious. He could feel that Yan Wushen's cultivation was unfathomable, far beyond what he could match.
"Since you're here, let's fight!" Zhang Ruochen said solemnly.
Yan Wushen nodded, "Good, straightforward. I like that."
As his voice fell, the auras of the two simultaneously erupted, stirring up a storm in the surroundings.
A great battle was about to break out!