At the beginning, Little Silver had thought that this would be a rather interesting fight. While the gap in realms was indeed a little big, at the very least he would be able to move his muscles and bones … However, this old Taoist was too lousy! From beginning to end, the only thing he knew to do was throw trap balls, which made Little Silver very disappointed.
When all was said and done, this was also the effect of the current era of peace on cultivators … Their days were too easy, and they didn't have the time to calm down and practice their actual combat skills. In Little Silver's view, just having a realm was useless; actual combat skills and realm were equally important. In the past, if a Soul Formation cultivator couldn't throw a hundred punches in a second, they would be too embarrassed to tell others about their realm.
Of course, if you could kill someone in one punch … you could completely ignore this argument.
Although there were a lot of formidable cultivators in this day and age … Little Silver had to admit that the weakening of modern cultivators' actual combat skills had already become a trend, just like the aging of the population.
In the past, it had always been spells and battle techniques, but now, more and more cultivators chose to compete with magic treasures … In short, there were more and more substandard goods.
In the past, the strong were respected and strength reigned supreme.
But in this day and age, realm actually wasn't the only standard of measurement … From Little Silver's point of view, if he ranked the important standards of modern cultivators in descending order …
They could be roughly divided into … IQ, realm and money …
In this day and age, could you survive without a realm?
Of course you could! But the prerequisite was that you had to be an honest person and live a dutiful life.
Could you survive without a realm but with money?
Of course you could! Money was omnipotent in any age, and money could make the devil turn millstones … nowadays, there were plenty of rich kids who spent a lot of money to invest in all kinds of heavenly treasures to improve their physiques. Lin Xiaocong, the famous second-generation rich kid in the high school circle who had been mentioned before, was a good example.
Then, here was the last question: could you survive without IQ …
Little Silver stared at the old Taoist in front of him, who looked like he had one foot in the grave, and couldn't help sighing in his heart.
He thought that if this old Taoist had half the IQ of his junior brother, he wouldn't have fallen to this state today …
Little Silver blinked. His eyelashes were so long that people would often mistake him for a girl just by looking at his eyes. The moonlight shone on his silver hair, giving off a beautiful glow. Coupled with his white shirt, he looked holy from afar.
Then, in front of the two Demon Hunters Association cultivators, Little Silver began to release his aura …
The leading old Taoist glanced at him. This aura caused his expression to change very quickly. "Junior Brother, be careful!"
This spiritual pressure was like a great sword of Demacia descending from the sky, stabbing straight into their heads!
In an instant, the two brothers couldn't help but feel their blood boiling. The weaker Junior Brother Han directly spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wa" sound.
"He's going to enlarge it!" The old Taoist's expression changed drastically.
According to his experience, under normal circumstances, there would usually be a powerful spiritual pressure that would descend before a big move was used.
Little Silver was speechless when he heard this. How was this … he hadn't even released twenty percent of his qi!
"You're not worthy of my big move at all …" Little Silver couldn't help yawning. This fight was too boring.
When all was said and done, there were too few people nowadays who could force him to release his intrinsic spirit field to fight …
So even now, Little Silver's memory of his fight with Wang Ling was still fresh in his mind.
He had lived for eight thousand years, and it was only in that fight with Wang Ling that he could clearly feel a suffocating sense of oppression.
Holy beasts never submitted to humans easily, which was why Little Silver had chosen Wang Ling of his own accord.
"Let's end this fight." Thinking this, Little Silver straightened his expression and didn't plan to continue playing with these two people.
Then, his pupils contracted slightly, and the spiritual pressure in the air suddenly intensified. With Little Silver at its center, a huge tidal wave swept out in all directions. The ground shook and cracked, and the bricks and tiles around the construction site floated into the air as if they were weightless.
As the pressure continued to intensify, a silver mark appeared between Little Silver's eyebrows …
"Itinerant Immortal Mark!" the two fellow disciples cried out in alarm.
At that moment, the old Taoist was drenched in cold sweat. The situation had already completely exceeded his expectations … In fact, the moment Little Silver had caught the master ball, the old Taoist had already realized that something wasn't right. He should have listened to his junior brother earlier. Maybe they really had the wrong person, and the soul mark might really have been tampered with.
And this young man was most likely an expert whose strength was perhaps higher than that of a Soul Formation cultivator, at the Void Refinement stage … But the old Taoist could never have imagined that the silver-haired young man standing in front of them at that moment would actually be an Itinerant Immortal!
Above the Soul Formation stage were the Tribulation and Void Refinement realms, but at the same time, these three realms were collectively known as Perfected Being, Itinerant Immortal, and True Immortal.
The moment the Itinerant Immortal mark had appeared, the old Taoist had already understood that this wasn't something he, a Soul Formation cultivator, could contend with. Even if ten, twenty, a hundred more people came … they would all be crushed!
"Goodbye, the two of you!" Little Silver smiled slightly. He didn't even need to use any spells, because he didn't need to.
Just the pressure alone was enough to force the old Taoist and his junior brother to kneel on the ground, their bodies twitching all over.
"You're not a spirit beast?"
The old Taoist gritted his teeth unwillingly, his expression a little resentful and remorseful.
Because even a first-class spirit beast could only cultivate to the Void Refinement stage at most; it was absolutely impossible for it to become an Itinerant Immortal! Itinerant Immortal was a collective term for the level between the Unity stage and the Tribulation stage. Thus, in this world, there was no spirit beast that could cultivate to become an Itinerant Immortal and condense an Itinerant Immortal mark!
"Since death is at hand, I'll show you." Little Silver spread his hands. It was very immoral to let people die with regrets. Since these two people were about to die, Little Silver felt that there was no harm in revealing his identity a little.
In the next moment, old Taoist Canglan and his Junior Brother Han saw the virtual image of a holy beast appear behind Little Silver … It was a white silver unicorn with its wings spread, ready to take flight!
This virtual image had only been lit up for less than a second …
By then, the old Taoist had already understood Little Silver's identity, and his eyes widened in disbelief. Little Silver increased the spiritual pressure once again.
In an instant, the old Taoist and his Junior Brother Han both bled from their orifices, and under the powerful spiritual pressure that they couldn't resist, they died on the spot.
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