In the middle of the large lake, Mr. Wang continued to float on the water’s surface, with the three flowers above his head slowly rotating, seemingly real and illusory. Suddenly, the three flowers stopped spinning, and like a gentle breeze stirring, the petals lightly trembled, then shattered like bubbles, leaving only specks of light in the air.
The shattering of the three flowers seed to have dealt a significant blow to Mr. Wang’s psyche, causing him to lose control of his True Qi. The withered wood beneath his feet made a "whoosh" sound as it began to sink rapidly into the water, leaving half subrged in the blink of an eye. Mr. Wang sank along with it, nearly becoming a drenched spectacle.
At the critical mont, Mr. Wang’s stability proved deep enough, and before he fell into the lake, he managed to regain his senses. He once more circulated his True Qi, regained control over the withered wood beneath his feet, and floated back up to the surface, preventing it from further sinking.
Despite this, Mr. Wang’s shoes were still soaked, and the elderly man looked down at them, sighing slightly, as if those drenched shoes mirrored his current mood, filled with regret and imperfections.
On the shore, both Wang Wanxi and Wang Mingyan also let out a sigh, with Wang Wanxi lanting, "Father failed to break through his realm again."
"Cultivating the seventh and eighth True Qi is incredibly difficult. The Three Flowers Gathering at the Top is already the pinnacle of the Innate Early Stage, just a step away from entering the Innate Mid Stage. For the Wang Family, achieving eight True Qi allows one to advance to the Innate Mid Stage, while the ninth True Qi is the hardest to accomplish. But once mastered, it can lead to the Innate Late-stage. Once the nine True Qi rge, one can reach Innate Perfection."
"After fusion into nine becoming one, it can break through Innate Perfection to reach the No-Life Realm, a mysterious realm never seen for thousands of years in the Ancient Martial World," Wang Mingyan murmured to himself, or perhaps to the others, revealing his unmistakable yearning within his tone.
Lin Tian and the other two young people exchanged glances, feeling that the realm described was sowhat distant.
At this mont, Mr. Wang in the lake seed to have noticed the people on the shore. He spread his fingers open, palms facing the water surface, and suddenly shook them. The water surface suddenly caved in, but no splashes appeared, as if soone was pressing on elastic mud.
With a shake and a press, Mr. Wang suddenly shot forward like a human speedboat, galloping across the water surface. Wherever he passed, a long series of water plus extended behind him like a water dragon.
A man and a log speeding across the lake, flying as if on the wind, so cool and carefree that Lin Tian couldn’t help but envy. Such profound inner strength, such top-tier Qinggong, he feared he could never learn. Though he was powerful, entering the water would still cause him to sink, and that was a regret.
Mr. Wang’s speed was so fast that in just a few breaths, he traversed half of the lake, racing towards the shore. Yet, even upon reaching the shore, his charging speed showed no sign of slowing.
"Quickly disperse, all of you. Father is testing my Ancient Martial skills," Wang Wanxi suddenly shouted as if recalling sothing.
Lin Tian reacted the quickest, grabbing Xiao Tian and the others and leaping twenty ters away, his speed causing Wang Mingyan to secretly marvel. Lin Tian could indeed go faster, but Xiao Tian wouldn’t endure it, so Wang Mingyan and Ghost quickly retreated as well.
Actually, Ghost, being a warrior from the battlefield, honed through real combat, wasn’t slow to react, but his speed lagged behind Wang Mingyan due to his own strength limitations.
Just as the group dispersed, Mr. Wang reached the shore. With a quake of the withered wood beneath his feet, a spray of countless water droplets rose with a "boom," and he vaulted from the lake, miraculously remaining untouched by the surrounding water plus.
Mr. Wang soared through the air, hands rapidly changing, a black and white True Qi emanating from his palms, curling towards the surrounding water plus, which seed to co alive, converging from all directions in front of Mr. Wang.
In just a breath, all the water plus condensed into a massive water sphere before Mr. Wang, who then pulled it left and right with his hands, stretching the sphere into a form resembling a water dragon. Faintly, Lin Tian seed to hear the sound of a dragon roar emanating from the water dragon.
As Mr. Wang leaped from the water surface, the dragon intertwined its head and tail, revolving back and forth like Tai Chi’s dragon turn. Mr. Wang only utilized two True Qi, one black and one white, matching Wang Wanxi’s technique, restraining his abilities with the sa True Qi to spar with her.
However, Wang Wanxi dared not relax even a bit, seeing the graceful water dragon and hearing the faint dragon roar, her expression instead grew more solemn.
Wang Wanxi raised her hands, drawing a circle in front of herself, the movent without a hint of smoke or fire, as if gently brushing a watercolor painting.
In reality, while she ’painted with watercolors’, a black and white True Qi appeared, swirling like the Yin Yang fish, forming a huge watercolor Tai Chi Diagram.
As the Tai Chi Diagram ford, Mr. Wang also arrived mid-air, slowly extending both palms seemingly without power, yet the water dragon suddenly let out a long roar.
The roar was so loud that it sent wave circles rippling through the air, lifted countless water droplets on the lake, and shook the ground hard, sinking the soft grass on the shore half a ter deep within a ten-ter radius centered on the water dragon.
The ripples spread to Wang Wanxi’s Tai Chi Diagram, causing it to tremble, seemingly ready to shatter at any mont. Wang Wanxi’s hands trembled as she fiercely circulated True Qi within her body, maintaining the Tai Chi Diagram’s integrity.
With a "pop," the water dragon finally collided with the Tai Chi Diagram, and in the next mont of contact, a more intense shock wave spread in all directions, slicing through any shrubs it encountered, shattering them as they fell.
A wave headed towards Lin Tian and his companions. Despite considerable attenuation over the distance, it still carried significant power. Lin Tian could easily ignore its destruction, but Xiao Tian could not.
However, before Lin Tian could act, Wang Mingyan had already rushed forward, drawing, pressing, and causing the shock wave to dissipate in front of him.
"Keep retreating!" Wang Mingyan waved his hand to the others behind, loudly warning while standing upfront himself to prevent any further incidents.
Lin Tian asked no questions, leading Xiao Tian to retreat further until they were more than a hundred ters from the battle’s center, where the three finally halted.
At this mont, Wang Wanxi was still enduring the water dragon’s impact, yet the situation seed bleak. Normally graceful and refined, Wang Wanxi was now all solemn-faced as sweat beaded on her forehead, her dress tails fluttering backward under the energy’s stirring, seemingly on the brink of being blown away at any ti.
"The disparity is too vast." Lin Tian shook his head, sighing softly. An Innate Strong Person facing a Postnatal Realm Ancient Martial Artist is like an overwhelming dark cloud, unstoppable.
Crackle...
Wang Wanxi’s Tai Chi Diagram emitted a cracking noise as if heated pottery was splashed with cold water, fracturing. Cracks spread spiderweb-like from the impact point, and it seed the Tai Chi Diagram would soon utterly shatter.
The outco was apparent now; Mr. Wang should stop perhaps? Lin Tian pondered as the thought arose, but Mr. Wang acted anew.
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