In front of the towering Skyreach Tower, Wanyan Xikang's old and crooked body stood firmly in front of the door, blocking Gao Zhengyang and Xiong Ba outside.
Although Xiong Ba was angry, he could still maintain his poise. There was a smile on his simple and adorable black and white face.
Sky Martial Temple claimed to be independent, but it was still an internal organization that depended on the Barbarian Tribe Alliance. Xiong Ba had many ways to deal with Wanyan Xikang. However, the old man was old and had a high status, so Xiong Ba could not do anything about it.
Under normal circumstances, Xiong Ba would not argue with an old man who was about to die. He would take a step back and deal with him slowly, making Wanyan Xikang regret going against him.
However, Gao Zhengyang was beside him, and Xiong Ba valued this important ally very much. Gao Zhengyang had just given him the Two-Phase Fruit, and if he could not handle this small matter, it would be too embarrassing. It would also make Gao Zhengyang doubt his sincerity.
Wanyan Xikang was very determined, and Xiong Ba refused to back down, so the situation was in a stalemate. Both of them had high statuses, so the Palace Warriors and Xiong Ba's guards were not qualified to mediate.
The two sides were in a stalemate, and the atmosphere was stiff and awkward.
Gao Zhengyang did not speak. After all, this was Xiong Ba's territory, and he would not give Xiong Ba any face if he intervened. However, Xiong Ba seemed to be unable to deal with Wanyan Xikang, and Gao Zhengyang could not bear it any longer.
Wanyan Xikang was obviously against him. Perhaps it was to take revenge for the Golden Wolf people, or perhaps he had the support of other barbarians, or perhaps it was a combination of both.
Regardless, Gao Zhengyang was not interested in waiting any longer. He took a few steps forward and said to Xiong Ba, "Bear King, Elder Wanyan seems to have some opinions about me. Let me talk to him …"
Xiong Ba looked at Gao Zhengyang in surprise. He did not believe that Gao Zhengyang could persuade him, and was worried that he would use force. If he killed Wanyan Xikang in Sky Martial Temple, things would get out of hand.
However, Xiong Ba still chose to believe in Gao Zhengyang. He believed that Gao Zhengyang was intelligent enough to not do something stupid.
Gao Zhengyang strode forward towards Wanyan Xikang. Although he did not activate his power, the powerful fist intent that emanated from his body surged out like a real substance.
The powerful fist intent, each layer stronger than the previous, bore down on Wanyan Xikang with the power to engulf the heavens and earth. It seemed like anything that stood in his way would be crushed into powder.
The old man had lived for more than eight hundred years. His heart was like a dried-up ancient well. He would not have any extra emotions. However, under the pressure of the heavy fist intent, Wanyan Xikang could not hold on any longer. He felt that he could be crushed into dust by the surging fist intent at any moment. The fear of death caused his old face to change color. His sparse golden eyebrows also raised. Wanyan Xikang didn't want to retreat. He activated his witchcraft, and the shadow of an ancient sorcerer appeared in his deep and serene eyes. The Golden Wolf Staff in his hand also began to glow.
Powerful sorcerers could summon the ancient sorcerer god through sacrificial rituals and cultivation, and borrow the power of the sorcerer god. Wanyan Xikang was eight hundred years old, and his witchcraft had long reached the acme of perfection. With a thought, he triggered the resonance of the sorcerer god in the endless void, and obtained the support of the ancient sorcerer god's power.
The endless and powerful sorcerer god's power protected Wanyan Xikang from the inside, leaving no gaps. The released sorcerer god's power inevitably revealed the shadow of a giant golden wolf.
Gao Zhengyang used his mind instead of his strength. Wanyan Xikang was much weaker in terms of power, so he could only mobilize the sorcerer god's power to resist the fist intent. Compared to the calm and composed Gao Zhengyang, Wanyan Xikang seemed more imposing, but he was at a complete disadvantage.
One was calm and unruffled, while the other exerted his full strength. The difference between the two was obvious.
Even the Templars could see this. The Templars all tensed up. Gao Zhengyang was famous, but only now did they realize how powerful Gao Zhengyang was.
When he was one step away from Wanyan Xikang, Gao Zhengyang stopped. The vast fist intent that engulfed the heavens and the earth also disappeared.
Wanyan Xikang forced himself to remain calm, but he couldn't help but secretly sigh in relief. He wasn't confident that he could stop Gao Zhengyang. If Gao Zhengyang continued to move forward, he couldn't help but want to attack.
The Golden Wolf people were strong, but not tall. The stooped Wanyan Xikang was even shorter, only reaching up to Gao Zhengyang's chest.
Gao Zhengyang looked down at Wanyan Xikang, but didn't say anything. His gaze turned and fell on the giant golden wolf floating above Wanyan Xikang's head.
This giant golden wolf was covered in shiny golden fur, and its crimson eyes were fierce and merciless. Standing there, it was at least three meters tall, and it looked exceptionally ferocious.
"What a big golden retriever, and it's quite cute …" Gao Zhengyang reached out with his hand and poked it as if he was teasing a dog.
Wanyan Xikang was furious. This was the Heavenly Wolf of the Golden Wolf people, but Gao Zhengyang had called it a golden retriever.
But before Wanyan Xikang could get angry, the giant Heavenly Wolf projection above his head burst like a popped bubble, silently shattering into thousands of pieces.
"Elder Wanyan, your Golden Fur Dog is broken …" Gao Zhengyang said with a faint smile. His eyes were full of playfulness and amusement.
Wanyan Xikang was stunned. His connection with the Heavenly Wolf had been cut off in an instant. What was more frightening was that he didn't know how Gao Zhengyang had done it.
"It doesn't matter how strong your martial arts are. I won't allow outsiders to enter the Sacred Temple."
Wanyan Xikang quickly regained his composure and said firmly. He was already at the end of his lifespan, and he wasn't even afraid of death. No matter how strong Gao Zhengyang's martial arts were, he wouldn't be intimidated.
"The Heavenly Martial Temple carries the will of the Barbarian Tribe's Ancestor God and the glory of the Barbarian Tribe. How can we allow outsiders to blaspheme it?"
Gao Zhengyang shook his head slightly. "Elder Wanyan, you're wrong."
Gao Zhengyang said proudly, "The Heavenly Martial Temple is indeed filled with glory, but my presence here is the glory of the Heavenly Martial Temple and the Barbarian Tribe!"
Wanyan Xikang was dumbfounded. He had never seen such a shameless person like Gao Zhengyang. He was really defeated by Gao Zhengyang's shamelessness, and he was completely speechless.
"Why aren't you saying anything? Do you think what I said makes sense?"
Gao Zhengyang smiled and said, "Now, you can give way."
Wanyan Xikang, who was dumbfounded, couldn't help but nod and wanted to step back. However, he immediately felt that something was wrong. What kind of bullsh * t reason was this to give way?
Wanyan Xikang's face darkened, and he was about to scold Gao Zhengyang when Gao Zhengyang whispered into Wanyan Xikang's ear, "Old man, don't refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit. I don't care what reason you have to block the way. If you really make me unhappy, I'll wipe out your entire Golden Wolf Tribe … "
Gao Zhengyang had killed hundreds of millions of people, and his heart had long been tempered to be cold and heartless. Wanyan Xikang recklessly made things difficult for him, and this made his killing intent surge.
Wanyan Xikang felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his soul was frightened by the endless killing intent in Gao Zhengyang's words. As a powerhouse, he knew that Gao Zhengyang was definitely not bluffing.
After weighing the pros and cons, Wanyan Xikang had to admit that he wasn't qualified to fight with Gao Zhengyang, and he had to lower his head and admit defeat.
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