Hong Wuliang and the others were utterly shocked. In their perception, Ren Feng's power had surged once again!
If it was already terrifying before, at this mont, the aura emanating from Ren Feng seed downright eerie!
Master Ziming's eyes also showed shock. The opponent's power surged again, and at this mont, it seed possible to catch up with himself, the aura faintly reaching the Half-Step Cauldron Realm.
How could this be possible?
Master Ziming was aware of the gap between the Spiritual Realm and the Cauldron Realm. He had spent thirty years, with good fortune, to transition from the Spiritual Realm to the Half-Step Cauldron Realm.
But that still wasn't the full Cauldron Realm, and this young man before him had just been hovering in the Spiritual Realm. In the next second, his power reached the Cauldron Realm?
Master Ziming also found it unbelievable, while Ren Feng was still half-kneeling, yet the purple flas on his body had already begun to burn along the silhouette of Siwuya Mountain!
The flas gradually spread and covered, and in an instant, the entire silhouette of Siwuya Mountain was blazing!
The eerie purple flas directly enveloped the whole mountain, as if intending to burn it down!
"My God! Is he planning to burn the mountain?"
The experts present gasped, and Chen Qiudao and other Spiritual Realm experts saw clearly that the Buddhist Beads floating in mid-air erupted into flas, also engulfed by purple fire!
On Scripture Reading Plaza, the flamboyant purple fire was ablaze, and everyone not far away was astounded. Above Ren Feng, countless flas burned wildly, turning Siwuya Mountain into a volcano!
Similarly, the string of Buddhist Beads thrown by Master Ziming was enveloped by countless flas, covered by the purple fire.
If Ren Feng's previous flas could burn away other people's True Qi, this purple fla could even incinerate the abilities of the Spiritual Realm!
With a boom, it seed like purple fire shot into the sky, and the string of Buddhist Beads emitted crackling sounds. In an instant, the silhouette of Siwuya Mountain vanished, and the burning Buddhist Beads broke apart.
The scattered beads fell to the ground, popping like beans, while Ren Feng stepped forward, looking at Master Ziming with fiery eyes.
"Now, let's fight again!"
As soon as the words fell, he vanished. Ren Feng appeared before Master Ziming, flas burning at his position even before arrival.
Master Ziming was horrified, shock etched on his aged face. This person was too terrifying, the kind of flas he wielded provoked intense fear in him.
"Bald Monk! Since you've strayed from the Buddhist path, today, I will set you back on it!"
In an instant, Ren Feng unleashed a terrifying palm strike at Master Ziming. As before, he appeared right before him in a flash.
Master Ziming dared not be careless, his aura erupting around him, his withered right hand striking back.
Bang!
A loud explosion occurred. Master Ziming's eyes were filled with fear—this young man had indeed entered the Cauldron Realm; in terms of strength, he was not weaker than himself.
Ren Feng attacked again, his elbow striking fiercely. Even with Master Ziming's defense, he was forced to retreat repeatedly.
In the air, as Master Ziming retreated, his right hand ford the Flower-picking Finger, flicking it to shoot a True Qi that could pierce mountains, aiming at Ren Feng from a bizarre angle!
"Flower-picking Finger?"
The Spiritual Realm experts nearby recognized the move instantly, but before they could react, Ren Feng retaliated with a punch.
The True Qi seed shattered by Ren Feng's punch. He roared, not giving Master Ziming a mont to breathe, delivering a series of strikes.
The entire Scripture Reading Plaza was in ruins, the ground riddled with cracks. The terrifying Qi Force from their clash scattered everywhere, akin to a sandstorm in the arena.
"Void Palm, Thousand Leaves Palm—Master Ziming has used several techniques in succession."
"This young man doesn't seem to belong to our martial world; his fighting style is simple, using power to counter power, seemingly without martial arts techniques."
The surrounding Spiritual Realm experts looked at the scene, faces somber.
"But even so, this young man's power is too bizarre, especially that fla, it defies logic. As the fight continues, the outco is uncertain."
Currently, only the Spiritual Realm experts could clearly see the two combating figures. Other Grandmaster-level experts couldn't even make out their silhouettes.
Master Ziming was forced back again, his expression grave. His aura surged once more, his hands drawing circles around him, creating the illusion of countless hands, then fiercely striking forward.
"Great Compassion Palm!"
Ren Feng also shouted loudly, his flas bursting forth, both hands cloaked in flamboyant purple fire, clashing with Master Ziming's palm!
Boom!
Upon their palms eting, an intense explosion erupted around them!
The frenzied True Qi collided constantly around them, spreading in all directions with extre Qi Force surging from their positions!
The faces of the surrounding experts changed: "Retreat quickly!"
Many sect mbers pulled their disciples and retreated repeatedly. The sweeping Qi Force crushed everything, blowing away so temple pillars and the ground, like vanquishing clouds in the wind!
Moreover, everyone's view was obscured by the rising dust and smoke. Even Spiritual Realm experts couldn't see what was happening in the arena.
When the dust settled, everyone was stunned by what they saw in the arena.
Master Ziming lay on the ground, gasping, his face covered in blood. anwhile, Ren Feng stood there, an angry look on his face, also stained with blood, but the flamboyant purple fire around him hadn't disappeared.
"Master Ziming has been defeated!"
Chen Qiudao said solemnly.
"What? Master Ziming was defeated?"
The people from the dium and small sects seed incredulous, while Yu Dian shivered as he watched the scene.
He looked as if engulfed by endless terror, as if the man before him had walked straight out of hell.
"Old monk, do you still plan to suppress ?" Ren Feng said coldly.
"This old monk, is willing but lacks the strength," Master Ziming replied, gasping.
Ren Feng raised his right hand, the purple fla leaping upon it, seeming ready to fly toward Master Ziming at any mont.
"Stop!"
Chen Qiudao was startled, shouting quickly: "Spare Master Ziming!"
Others also realized and shouted in unison: "Please spare Master Ziming."
Master Ziming gasped as he looked at Ren Feng: "Benefactor, do you an to kill this old monk?"
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