But it is quite obvious that the horse talisman, which is said to be able to cure all diseases, can help him.
"...Okay!" Although Xiaoyu didn't quite understand what a Devil Fruit was, the name made her feel that it might be some kind of extraordinary creation. Besides, the horse charm would eventually be returned, so it wasn't a big problem.
Su Han sat high above, looking down at the crowd below, his fingers lightly tapping the armrest of the bronze throne. Thoughts flashed through his mind, and then, with a thought, mist rose from seat number ten. He controlled number ten to speak.
"Gentlemen... now that you've come this far, is there still no one prepared to offer sacrifices to Heaven?"
Su Han was still very concerned about this, after all, he had never seen the power of the world's origin and wanted to know what changes would occur after the Misty Space obtained this power.
A brief silence fell over the scene as many people turned their attention to the number 10.
“I have already given orders to my ministers to do their utmost to find these sacrificial items.” Ying Zheng frowned. “However, some of the sacrificial items are extremely rare! Although I have found most of them… I have not yet found the remaining few.”
"I might find it in the next couple of days, or I might not find it for years."
“Indeed!” Whitebeard nodded solemnly. “Many things are very difficult to find! My Whitebeard Pirates weren’t exactly wealthy to begin with, and even after searching through our entire collection, we could only gather one-third of the sacrificial items… After wiping out the Big Mom Pirates, we managed to gather some more from their collection. Now we have about half!”
"I'm planning to hand over the work to the Navy next, and I should be able to gather some more, but who knows when I'll be able to get a complete set?"
"Are there only two people collecting them?" Number Ten's voice remained unchanged.
“After all, my plan is not yet complete,” Aizen said with a smile. “Once I start that formal plan, I should be qualified! Then I can start collecting them.”
"...May I ask what the plan is?" Conan stared intently at Aizen. Of course, he was just asking casually and didn't expect Aizen to provide any valuable information.
However, to his surprise, Aizen answered.
“There’s nothing wrong with saying it,” Aizen said, crossing his arms and placing them on his lap, a playful glint in his eyes. “Of course, it’s the plan to completely kill Yhwach, who hasn’t fully awakened yet.”
The scene was deathly silent. Tony Stark stared intently at Aizen, while Sawada Tsunayoshi hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.
"Excuse my bluntness," Saeko Busujima opened her mouth, "even Yhwach, who has never awakened, doesn't die so easily, does he?"
"Besides, killing Yhwach and becoming the world's strongest are two different things, aren't they?"
Su Han nodded silently. The Soul Society was still under the control of Captain-Commander Yamamoto, the strongest Shinigami.
At least for now, Captain-Commander Yamamoto is a greater obstacle to Aizen than Yhwach, who has not yet been revived... After all, Captain-Commander Yamamoto is recognized as the strongest in Soul Society, while Yhwach has not yet returned to his peak.
"Have you forgotten about the strengthening of the evil god's power?" Aizen's palm gently swept across the void, grasping Kyoka Suigetsu. Kyoka Suigetsu was as always. "This sword in my hand is quite different from before."
Moreover, he could accomplish that plan by killing Yhwach.
Aizen's eyes were deep and unfathomable. After completing that plan, even Captain-Commander Yamamoto would be unable to stop him.
"...Even Zanpakuto can be strengthened?" Rukia Kuchiki's expression changed slightly, feeling as if she had opened the door to a new world.
"Boring!" Accelerator sneered, offering no further comment.
Within Academy City, he dares to claim the title of strongest, but in the grand scheme of the world, he's nothing special. Therefore, Accelerator never intended to collect the ritual offerings from the very beginning.
"Wait a minute," Huang Rong suddenly remembered something, her eyes lighting up, "If we're talking about the world's undisputed strongest, then Zhang Sanfeng would be included too, right?"
“Indeed!” Daigo Madoka realized, his expression turning somewhat strange.
"I may indeed be recognized as the strongest in the world, but the path I have taken is not like that." Zhang Sanfeng's expression was distant and profound. He raised his head and stared at the council chairman who was shrouded in mist.
Su Han sat high on the bronze throne, his face and figure obscured, even his eyes unseen. One could only sense his gaze upon everything below. He was above them, transcendent of them.
"What is it?" Su Han asked succinctly.
"I have now gathered heroes from all over the world, and I will spread the new martial arts I created throughout the world!" Zhang Sanfeng said, his eyes burning, each word distinct. "I wonder if what I have done can be considered an unprecedented feat."
Su Han was startled.
How strong is Zhang Sanfeng now? He has deduced the martial arts he cultivates, even making his combat power comparable to that of a middle-aged admiral in the world of One Piece. Opening mountains and splitting peaks is a piece of cake for him.
Nowadays, some people would probably believe that Zhang Sanfeng is a powerful figure in the world of martial arts.
If he were to promote his cultivation path... it would be tantamount to elevating the world of The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber from low-level martial arts to high-level martial arts, which would indeed be an unprecedented feat.
Su Han didn't speak. After thinking for a moment, he lightly tapped the armrest of the chair with his finger.
Zhang Sanfeng's body trembled instantly.
A beam of light radiated outward from his body, then coalesced into a realistic illusion.
That was the view from Wudang Mountain.
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Chapter 157 Reopening the Martial Arts Heavenly Palace! The Shock and Fear of the Six Paths Sects (Second Update)
In the illusion, Zhang Sanfeng wore a Taoist robe, his hands behind his back, his white hair neatly combed, exuding a transcendent air.
Behind him stood the leaders of various prestigious and righteous sects.
Abbess Miejue, the head of Mount Emei, carrying the Heaven-Slaying Sword on her back, narrowed her eyes and stared at Zhang Sanfeng, her voice low and deep, "Daoist Zhang! Why have you gathered all the famous sects of the world to come to Wudang Mountain? I remember that this is not your 100th birthday celebration."
“That’s right,” Kunlun Mountain Sect Leader He Taichong said slowly, “and the fact that you summoned us here to discuss the future of the martial arts world and the rise and fall of the nation… this is truly alarming. Are you perhaps preparing to rally the six major sects to rebel?”
The Shaolin monks closed their eyes, twirled their prayer beads, and chanted scriptures. They were determined that if Zhang Sanfeng really wanted to rebel against the Yuan Dynasty, they would refuse him immediately.
After all, given the Yuan Dynasty's current strength, it was indeed feasible for them to completely wipe out the six major sects if they really wanted to. Although they were dissatisfied with the Yuan Dynasty's rule... they were ultimately martial arts sects and couldn't afford to offend the ruling government.