"How is this possible?!"
The scene unfolding in the sky was utterly shocking.
To everyone, it seed Zhou Jing should easily crush Mo Wangchen.
Yet at this mont, the situation was entirely unexpected for everyone.
With just one palm, Zhou Jing was forced to retreat, coughing up blood. It’s imaginable that Mo Wangchen’s strength has already far exceeded everyone’s expectations.
"You..."
Zhou Jing was horrified, his face full of disbelief.
Blood still lingered at the corner of his mouth. If not for his tily sensing and using Spiritual Power to protect himself, he would have been seriously injured under Mo Wangchen’s palm.
"Just not interested in you..."
These words from Mo Wangchen continued to echo slowly in everyone’s minds, lingering for a long ti.
Especially those geniuses beneath the waterfall, who were greatly shaken. Previously, Zhou Jing had challenged Mo Wangchen with these very words.
Initially, everyone thought it was rely an excuse from Mo Wangchen to avoid the battle.
But now, no one dared to question it. Mo Wangchen wasn’t avoiding the battle; he truly wasn’t interested in Zhou Jing. Judging by the power of that palm earlier, defeating Zhou Jing was exceedingly easy for Mo Wangchen.
"It seems we all underestimated his strength."
In the high sky, the battle between Tian Xinzhi and Tang Yongming montarily paused, evidently, both of them noticed the anomaly below.
Tang Yongming frowned, silent for a mont before snorting coldly, "He may be arrogant, yet undeniably has so strength. However, defeating Zhou Jing doesn’t an he is that strong. To defeat him, for , is a piece of cake."
"A piece of cake?"
Tian Xinzhi’s eyes were indifferent, staring directly at him, "In the vast Heaven and Earth, monsters roam. In recent years, many geniuses have erged. The era of the Saint Heir reigning is long gone. Now, with the situation of the Xuanwu Alliance, no one dares to claim they can see through it. Soday, I hope you won’t pay the price for your arrogance."
"Throughout ancient tis, how many Holy Emperors could there be?"
"Now, the seven saints are present. They once stepped over the corpses of countless prodigies to reach their current status. I believe, with my Talent, I can definitely stand out in this great era and ultimately achieve the position of Holy Emperor!"
Tang Yongming stood with hands behind his back, eyes full of innate confidence.
"Great ambition, but your current perspective is still too small. Achieving the position of Holy Emperor is not simple. Let alone the entire Daluo Heaven Realm, even within this Xuanwu Alliance, among the younger generation, you, Tang Yongming, still seem sowhat insignificant."
For the first ti, disdain appeared in Tian Xinzhi’s eyes, not because she was speaking wild words, but because it was the truth.
Though Tang Yongming had combat strength comparable to the Saint Level, truly speaking, none of the Saints in the top ten Sacred Lands are simple figures. Any one of them can easily suppress him.
Moreover, Emperor Xuansheng has eighty-one sons, each one famous in their own right, possessing unmatched charisma, surpassing their contemporaries.
Among them, the Xuan Emperor is the foremost among the younger generation of the Xuanwu Alliance. Rumor has it that his Cultivation has long surpassed his peers, even so elders had been suppressed by him.
"Insignificant, huh..."
Hearing Tian Xinzhi’s words, Tang Yongming narrowed his eyes and spoke in a low voice, "At least, suppressing you is still very simple."
As soon as he spoke, the aura around him surged again, extrely terrifying. The entire Heavenly Vault turned even darker at this mont.
"Hmph!"
Tian Xinzhi snorted coldly, her face showing no fear, her aura also erupted, and instantly, the two were locked in battle again.
"Hand over the White Jade!"
anwhile, in mid-air, after the initial shock, Zhou Jing gritted his teeth, his face looking sowhat unpleasant, his gaze fixating on Mo Wangchen.
The Divine Charm Dao Pattern had fallen into Mo Wangchen’s hands, leaving Zhou Jing unwilling, but given the strength Mo Wangchen exhibited, he dared not act rashly.
"If you have the ability, feel free to co and take it."
Mo Wangchen raised the White Jade in his hand, smirking coldly, looking at him disdainfully.
"The inheritance of the Ancients is a great fortune. Everyone, don’t be afraid, join in taking action. Whoever activates the Dao Pattern first will inherit it!"
Facing Mo Wangchen’s provocation, Zhou Jing looked even worse, he shouted loudly, surveying the crowd.
"Yes, let’s take action together!"
Many people’s eyes glead with greed. Clearly, they were unwilling to lose this opportunity. The Dao Pattern had not yet recognized a master, aning they still had a chance.
"Brother Mo, please let have the Dao Pattern, and my Shen Family is willing to offer thirty million Immortal Stones!"
A young man stepped forward. This person had a Cultivation at the early stage of the Void Immortal Realm, from the Ancient Martial Shen Family, one who sat with Mo Wangchen and others beneath the waterfall earlier.
"Thirty million Immortal Stones for the inheritance of the Ancient Sages in my hand?"
Mo Wangchen glanced casually and said, "How much does your Shen Family have? Why not sell it all to ?"
"Since Brother Mo is unwilling, then I’ll just take it myself."
The Shen Family genius narrowed his eyes, wearing a cold smile as he advanced towards Mo Wangchen.
As he moved, he slightly opened his mouth, bit his tongue, and in the next mont, a wisp of Essence Blood flew out from his mouth, bursting with unrivaled Holy Light.
The Holy Light transford into a Giant Blade aiming to split the heavens. As it ford, it rushed towards Mo Wangchen in terrifying waves.
"Get lost!"
Mo Wangchen’s expression instantly turned cold. This person showed no rcy, and in that strike, he sensed a killing intent.
"Swoosh!"
In an instant, he drew the Heavenly Subduing Bow to a full moon, the great force of heaven and earth surging like a furious wave, converging towards Mo Wangchen.
A crystalline arrow instantly took shape, seemingly containing boundless destructive power, shooting forth.
"Crack!"
The Giant Blade ford from the Holy Light was pierced through in an instant, like a massive Copper Mirror shattering. However, the power of the arrow didn’t diminish in the slightest, continuing with terrifying strength towards the Shen Family genius.
"So strong!"
The Shen Family genius’s face drastically changed as the arrow approached, he distinctly felt the hair-raising force from it.
"Cloud-Rolling teor!"
In a flash, he shouted, Spiritual Power surging wildly, spreading from his Spirit Sea, and in an instant, the Spiritual Power wrapped him like an unbreakable Shield.
"Crack!"
However, when the arrow approached and finally struck the Shen Family genius, the imnse power directly shattered the Shield around him. His whole body reeled like being hit hard, retreating while coughing up blood.
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