How terrifying is the combat power of the first generation of the Ten Greats, the closest to the Martial God?

This topic has always been challenging to derive a definite answer for.

Some enthusiasts have roughly divided all the pathways into the Extraordinary Road in detail.

The Basic Level is "individual," ranging from the ordinary human limit capable of destroying brick structures, the "Brick Explosion," to expanding the attack range to destroy entire streets, the "Street Explosion."

Then it rises to "group level."

From possessing the power to flatten an entire city, reaching the level of strategic weapons, the "City Explosion," to being able to destroy an entire ecosystem, permanently altering the planet's topographical environment, the "Strong Surface."

Generally, it's recognized that the first generation Ten Greats, the strongest members below the Martial God, can reach only the second group level.

That is, escalating the destructive power to a severe natural disaster, plunging a vast unified regime into chaos, termed as the "Nation Explosion."

But then He Lanchan and Qi Wuxiang emerged, forcibly raising the upper limit by their might.

With their impressive performance in the Peak of Stars duel, they fully matched the "Weak Surface," capable of penetrating the continental shelves and fundamentally shaking the planet's ecosystem.

Especially He Lanchan, who straddled both the Martial Arts and Spiritual Ability pathways, could shatter a planet at the peak of his power, with merely a thought.

"Hiss!"

Qin Shi couldn't help but draw a cold breath, feeling his spirit tremble, not out of fear, but intensely excited by witnessing life forms of unimaginable might.

The barren and lifeless asteroid under his feet was like a marble easily moved for the white-haired figure.

The crack that tore through the grand canyon spread outward, forming words clearer than ever in their horizontal, vertical strokes.

"Qi... dog?"

Qin Shi's eyelids twitched.

It had to be the fiery temperament of Old He; in later generations, who would dare to call Qi Wuxiang, the Four-Time Champion, a dog by name?

The Hai Province Martial Arts Association would probably swarm and attack!

Just as Qi Wuxiang himself had said, from the beginning of his career, he became Hai Province's most illustrious brand.

Compared to He Lanchan, who ate from a hundred households, left Yazhou, shifted through Jing Province, Yuezhou, and Suzhou until reaching the Imperial Capital.

Indeed, he was alone raising the Martial Arts World of Hai Province.

The white-haired figure, full of rage, had a cold look between his brows.

The last remark from Qin Shi was akin to dancing on a minefield, dancing on a grave, inciting hatred.

So much so that even He Lanchan, deeply seasoned in spiritual cultivation, could not remain calm.

"Did I go overboard?"

Qin Shi strained to gather his thoughts lest Old He noticed he was secretly adding fuel to the fire.

Although most of what he said were Qi Wuxiang's own words to the media in later Star Cup interviews.

But the final disparaging remark about He Lanchan's mentorship was indeed an artful touch.

The white-haired figure stood in the void; the surrounding matter boiled and kept collapsing, causing the sun and moon to lose their luster.

But soon, the white-haired figure restrained his spiritual fluctuations, the spiritual power that could stop asteroid operations slowly sinking into the Sea of Consciousness.

He looked at Qin Shi with deep eyes, like a star sea.

The latter's spiritual body rippled like water, making every thought vividly clear.

If not for the combination of Inner Realm and Sea of Consciousness, Qin Shi would've had no secrets, everything would be exposed.

"Your 'Void Meditation Technique' is practiced very ordinarily."

The white-haired figure's thoughts flickered, and words formed by condensed spiritual power jumped around.

Me?

Ordinary?

Qin Shi found it hard to bear.

After all, from Old Factory Street to Central City, from Nanhuang Daoist School to the Judicial Court, his talent and aptitude had always belonged to the top tier!

It amazed Old Liang and satisfied Old Zhang, and Old Chen and Old Fang all praised it when they saw it.

Yet here, with He Lanchan, he got only an "ordinary" evaluation.

"Your diligence in practice is lackluster, or you're not working hard enough usually."

He Lanchan continued to critique, his gaze like a surgical scalpel, seeing thoroughly through Qin Shi.

"You have broken through to the third level, the Void Furnace has shown its nascent form, yet the Holy Embryo hasn't condensed to perfection.

My legacy in your hands is marred."

Qin Shi struggled to suppress the surge of rebuttal; he finally understood why Old Zhang kept recalling the accounts of He Lanchan over the years.

Old He's words were like being tempered with poison, each word sharp, making one grit their teeth.

"Seems like you're still not convinced."

He Lanchan shook his head, his face almost spelling out "hopeless."

"The core idea of 'Void Meditation Technique' is 'Only I,' with the mind to be steadfast, spirit to be strong, and willpower to be unyielding to master various methods.

You're barely doing passably in this regard, but failing completely in others!"

He Lanchan's thoughts flickered, large words like a torrential downpour hitting Qin Shi's forehead, making him a bit dizzy.

"Seek Master He's advice."

Qin Shi held his breath, focused, and listened carefully.

"I see you too are straddling both the Martial Arts and Spiritual Ability pathways, but you are walking rather crudely, almost forcibly merging the two paths by brute force."

He Lanchan furrowed his brows tighter, growing more displeased the more he looked.

Frankly, Qin Shi was polished inside and out to near perfection; even with his critical eye, it was close to perfection.

"Blindly piling up numbers is too wasteful; only a brute like Qi Dog would do so."

He Lanchan further added:

"Old Martial, Limit Breaking, crafting the perfect mortal body can indeed overwhelm contemporaries in terms of numbers.

But to reach the end of the Martial Arts Path, to the Domain of the Divine, numbers alone are far from enough.

Because humanity has never been a race outstanding in solo innate talent among the Star Sea.

The Holy Blood Clan, the Dragonborn, they have more advantages in this aspect."

Qin Shi self-examined himself; he relied on a perfect core to step into the Specialized Level, using Warfare Strategy to integrate other legacies, barely holding up his Domain.

After Old He pointed it out, Qin Shi realized his Domain seems a bit crude.

An empty domain space, with only four pillars: "Void Meditation Technique," "Cosmic Furnace Secret Manual," "Hundred Forms Refining Stance," and "Warfare Strategy."

Beyond that, there's nothing else.

"How old are you? Judging by your spiritual appearance, you should be under forty."

He Lanchan asked.

Qin Shi entered the Inner Realm with his spirit, not revealing his true age. He Lanchan could only deduce through the surface-level spiritual fluctuations.

Apparently, Old He thinks I'm mature!

Qin Shi immediately realized.

He scratched his head, feigning shyness:

"Not yet eighteen."

"Hmm?"

The white-haired figure raised an eyebrow.

Then an overwhelmingly dominant spiritual power, like a celestial weapon, penetrated Qin Shi's spirit!

The Sea of Consciousness bubbled like boiling water!

Under an extremely detailed spiritual scan, the white-haired figure showed surprise in his eyes.

"Actually, really not eighteen yet!"

"No wonder you're the one I chose as the inheritor, your talent is on par with mine!"

The frustration in Qin Shi vanished instantly. Just now, Old He had belittled him to the point of doubting his life.

"No wonder your domain is so rough, it's not because you're lazy, but because you haven't spent enough time."

The white-haired figure became intrigued. Like his teacher, he disliked students who were slow-witted and preferred those who could learn quickly and well.

He preferred easy-to-teach prodigies who learned with one explanation and mastered with one example.

"Since you have already reached the threshold of the third level of the Void Meditation Technique, and forged the Void Furnace, let me give you a hand."

The white-haired figure's thoughts stopped flashing. He stood up slowly, words faded.

Before Qin Shi could react, a finger pressed against his forehead.

"I'm not suited to teaching students. It's rare that your talent doesn't fall short compared to mine.

Try to comprehend my 'Vast Void Infinite Domain.'

The white-haired figure's spiritual fluctuations seemed like a voice coming from a distant place, each word stretched infinitely, traveling across infinite light years to reach the ear.

"My... thoughts... are... slowing... down?"

Qin Shi finally understood what it meant for seconds to feel like years. He felt like an insect trapped in amber, with the external world motionless relative to him, perceiving no changes.

Qin Shi's thoughts were like rusty gears, unable to turn until He Lanchan's Vast Void Infinite Domain activated.

It was like a supernova explosion of information, bursting open in the Sea of Consciousness!

Qin Shi only felt his spiritual body buzzing, as if shattered from within like a porcelain vase.

It was almost cracking!

"This is..."

Qin Shi's slowed and stagnant thoughts passively absorbed the "vast information" transmitted by He Lanchan.

"About the cultivation essence of the Void Meditation Technique?"

Qin Shi struggled to digest it, like being crushed under the weight of a thousand mountains.

The vast information He Lanchan provided was all his own insights and experiences from practicing the Void Meditation Technique.

Outside, it would be rare treasure that countless prodigies from the Four National Universities would fight over.

But now, fed entirely to Qin Shi, it was like giving a hundred family buckets to a bird's stomach.

"Old He truly doesn't know how to teach students."

Qin Shi was speechless; who could withstand this teaching method?

Even though he relied on the Inner Realm to transfer the vast information transmitted by He Lanchan, he couldn't help but feel "stuffed."

"How much you can learn depends on your ability."

The white-haired figure closed his eyes.

Unsure how much this future-generation "disciple" could learn.

"Luckily, I have the super Little He!"

Qin Shi desperately tried to mobilize his thoughts, gradually setting them in motion.

The vacant Void Furnace, initially just a prototype, began to radiate brilliance, becoming more archaic and heavy.

Various patterns wriggled, dragon-like and snake-like, vividly alive!

It was as if He Lanchan was personally giving a lecture, demonstrating in person, those captured "images" like firewood thrown into a furnace, kindling the light of spirit.

Gradually, Qin Shi's consciousness sea bore the Holy Embryo.

It turned into He Lanchan's form!

"No! If this continues, 'I' will no longer be 'me,' becoming a second Old He!"

Qin Shi frowned. With the Inner Realm and super Little He serving as buffers, he wouldn't be so overwhelmed by He Lanchan's Vast Void Infinite Domain as to lose his mind.

But the massive information containing the cultivation essence of the Void Meditation Technique would inevitably transform him into Old He's shape.

"The Void Meditation Technique is about 'Only Me.' Old He intends to train me, but has he considered what happens if I can't pass? Wouldn't that explode?"

Qin Shi concentrated his spirit, his thoughts transformed into knife and axe, chiseling away the gradually appearing "features" of the Holy Embryo until it became indistinct again.

The Holy Embryo, symbolizing spiritual power, slowly expanded, like a giant Buddha towering over heaven and earth, or a vast god or demon.

But not long after, Qin Shi suddenly felt something was amiss.

"When did He Lanchan ever teach a student? He's making you learn a path he hasn't even figured out himself?"

Qin Shi looked up to see a figure above the Holy Embryo in the Sea of Consciousness that appeared out of nowhere.

Black hair, rugged.

Tall, compact.

Every inch seemed forged through the most brutal of hammers, pressed and stretched to fill that tight combat uniform.

The man stood atop, lazy and casual, yet exuding an extremely dangerous and terrifying aura.

"Let me introduce myself; my name is Qi Wuxiang. I am quite interested in you."

The man's features were profound. Compared to young He Lanchan's sternness and arrogance, he resembled a marble statue.

His high brow cast heavy shadows, imparting endless pressure to others.

"His path is wrong. Crossing more paths means nothing if he can't reach the end."

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