As the power of the Human Mountain gradually dissipated, Lei Mingtian was lying on the ground with his bones broken and blood flowing non-stop. He had been severely injured in just one move!
He wanted Chu Kuangren to pay the price, but he did not expect to be beaten half to death in just a few moves.
Lei Mingtian's protector's expression changed drastically. He quickly appeared and guarded Lei Mingtian while staring at Chu Kuangren warily.
At the same time, he was extremely shocked.
He had guessed that Chu Kuangren was strong, but he did not expect him to be this strong. Chu Kuangren had severely injured Lei Mingtian in just a few moves, and he did not even use his strongest sword Dao technique.
It was too terrifying!
Even some of the older Honorables might not have such combat strength.
The other cultivators were also shocked, especially the Sky-prides' protectors. Although they were happy to see Lei Mingtian in such a miserable state, they were more afraid of Chu Kuangren's current strength.
How were their Sky-prides supposed to fight against such an existence?
How could they possibly win against him!
At that moment, the clouds in the distance rumbled, and a little Daoist boy in a Daoist robe with his hair tied into a bun slowly walked towards them.
This Daoist boy did not seem to have a high cultivation level as he was only in the Paradise Realm. However, his body was glowing, and he was wearing all sorts of treasures. The horsetail whisk in his hand was a rare Sage Weapon.
Everyone could not help but feel a burning desire in their eyes. They could not wait to strip the little Daoist boy clean and take all the treasures for themselves. However, what the little Daoist boy said next made everyone give up on that idea.
"My teacher is waiting inside. Please follow me."
The little Daoist boy said to the crowd.
As long as they were not stupid, they could guess who the teacher he was referring to was. It was the Sage of Whitelock Mountain.
This little Daoist boy was one of the Sage's people.
The crowd followed the little Daoist boy into the depths of Whitelock Mountain, including Chu Kuangren. He did not even look at Lei Mingtian who was lying on the ground like a dead dog. To him, Lei Mingtian was like a pebble by the roadside.
If it was in his way, he could just kick it away.
No one would fight to the death with a pebble.
Not far away, Ao Chang, Lin Batian, and the others could not help but sympathize with Lei Mingtian when they saw that.
The only reason they were still alive was not because Chu Kuangren could not kill them, nor was it because Chu Kuangren was afraid of starting a war between the orthodoxies.
It was because they were insignificant to Chu Kuangren. Whether he killed them or not depended on his mood.
Thinking of this, the few of them looked at each other with sorrow in their hearts.
The most devastating thing in this world was to treat the other party as a lifelong enemy, but the other party didn't even take you seriously.
This was especially the case for geniuses like Ao Chang and Yuanhong. To them, this was worse than death.
…
Following the little Daoist boy, the group gradually entered the depths of the mountain range.
But gradually, they realized that something was wrong. The deeper they went, the heavier their footsteps became. It was as if a mountain was pressing down on them, making it difficult for them to move.
Some Supreme Martial Artists who had been here before were not surprised by this situation.
"We're already within range of the Thousand Mountain Formation."
A Supreme-Being muttered.
"What's a Thousand Mountain Formation?" Some cultivators were confused.
"The Thousand Mountain Formation is a formation set up by the Sage. If you want to listen to the Sage's Daoist teachings, you must first pass through this formation!"
"That's right. The Thousand Mountain Formation only covers a radius of a thousand feet, but every ten feet is an additional mountain's force. That's why it's called the Thousand Mountain Formation. Even an Honorable would find it difficult to pass through this formation."
Some of the Honorables who had been here before explained.
Someone curiously looked at the little Daoist boy who was skipping around in front of them. "Then why is he fine? He's just a Paradise Realm cultivator."
"Nonsense. He's a follower of the Sage. How could the Thousand Mountain Formation affect him?"
Some cultivators noticed that the horsetail whisk in the little Daoist boy's hand was circulating with Daoist Rhymes, helping him to offset the Thousand Mountain Formation's force.
The Thousand Mountain Formation was only a thousand feet wide. Most cultivators could cross a thousand feet in the blink of an eye, but it was difficult for them to move an inch.
Some of the weaker cultivators were immediately pressed to the ground the moment they stepped into the Thousand Mountain Formation. They could not even move a finger.
Those who could walk were mostly cultivators above the Paradise Realm. Even so, it was extremely difficult for them to walk as their spiritual power was being depleted rapidly.
The most infuriating thing was the little Daoist boy who was leading the way. Not only was he not affected by the Thousand Mountain Formation at all, he was even playing along the way. He was either chasing butterflies or squatting down to look at bugs and flowers.
An hour passed, but they had only walked two thousand feet. One had to know that every second they spent in the formation was an additional portion of spiritual power.
"Little Daoist boy, can you walk faster?"
One of the cultivators could not help but ask.
The little Daoist boy replied without turning his head, "What's the hurry? The path ahead is even more difficult. If you can't take it anymore, then don't continue."
The Thousand Mountain Formation added an additional mountain with every ten feet. They were not even halfway through. If they could not take it anymore, it would be even more difficult later on.
Everyone felt helpless when they heard that.
That was true, but if they continued to deplete their spiritual power like that, it would be even more impossible for them to continue on.
"Hey, it's a Phoenix-Tailed Butterfly."
Just then, the little Daoist boy exclaimed when he saw a golden butterfly. He immediately ran up to it to catch it, but the butterfly flapped its wings and flew away. The little Daoist boy did not give in and immediately chased after it.
The phoenix-tailed butterfly danced in the air before it finally stopped on a slender, fair finger.
The little Daoist boy looked over and was shocked to see that Chu Kuangren had let the phoenix-tailed butterfly land on his finger without doing anything.
Chu Kuangren smiled and handed the butterfly to the little Daoist boy. However, the little Daoist boy did not take it and only stared at him blankly.
"Little brother, the butterfly is going to fly away if you don't take it."
Chu Kuangren said.
The little Daoist boy then reacted and put his palms together to hold the butterfly in his palms. After taking a closer look at it, he released it.
He then looked at Chu Kuangren and said, "Big brother, you're so handsome. Even my Master and the others aren't as handsome as you."
"Little brother, we can't let the Sage wait for too long. Can we walk faster?" Chu Kuangren smiled.
"Alright then. Big brother, the road ahead is going to be tough. If you can't walk anymore, just hold my hand. With the horsetail whisk from my Master, this formation won't work on you anymore."
The little Daoist boy said proudly. He even opened the back door for Chu Kuangren in front of everyone.
That made many cultivators' mouths twitch and their hearts fill with jealousy.
'D * mn it, a good-looking person is always popular everywhere. '
"This Chu Kuangren is too handsome. He won't even let a little kid go," one of the cultivators lamented.
In fact, the little Daoist boy was not only attracted to Chu Kuangren's good looks, but he was also attracted to Chu Kuangren's Banished Immortal aura. The little Daoist boy was born pure and kind, so he instinctively felt close to this kind of aura that made him feel comfortable.
Just like how the butterfly got close to Chu Kuangren.
The little Daoist boy quickened his pace and the crowd followed. Soon, they had walked through half of the Thousand Mountain Formation. However, the further they walked, the stronger the formation's energy became. More and more people could not take it anymore.
In the end, there were less than five thousand people who could walk through the Thousand Mountain Formation and reach the Sage's palace.
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