The old patriarch had never fully released the power within, so the world didn't know much about the Mandate of Heaven that the old patriarch bore.
This lotus flower seemed to contain an unimaginable power.
Under the pressure of the lotus flower, Luo Zheng's body was sinking rapidly.
Facing the old patriarch's pressure, Luo Zheng didn't move. The power in his body was also mobilized. It was like seawater flowing in reverse, crazily flowing through every one of his meridians!
The nine stars in the world within his body spun faster. The power source within the stars turned into threads and continuously flowed into Luo Zheng's meridians.
After experiencing the Craftsman Saint's body tempering, Luo Zheng's physical strength had increased greatly. However, even with the current strength of Luo Zheng's body, it couldn't contain all the power source within the nine stars.
At the current stage, Luo Zheng could only bear about thirty percent of the power source. This was already the limit of Luo Zheng's body. If more than thirty percent of the power source was applied to Luo Zheng's body, his body would also be on the verge of collapse!
In order to resist the slowly descending lotus flower, Luo Zheng extracted more and more power source. The stars spun faster and faster!
Ten percent …
Twenty percent …
Because the power was rapidly flowing into Luo Zheng's body, his body began to emit the sound of bones crisscrossing. His body had been tempered with steel, and the strength of his bones had already surpassed that of a supreme artifact. The sound of his bones crisscrossing was like a mountain sliding, violent and ferocious!
The lotus flower stopped its downward momentum. In the end, it was still stopped by Luo Zheng!
"He really stopped it …" Heavenly Sovereign Huan Miao, who wasn't far away, was extremely speechless when she saw this scene.
"What kind of power does this kid have? This is a Sage's technique. No one below the level of a true god should be able to stop it!" Heavenly Sovereign Qian Lan exclaimed.
Old Man Feng's eyes flashed. He gently pushed with both hands and extended two index fingers, but they were pointing downwards slightly.
"Ka ka …"
The lotus flower, which was forcibly stopped by Luo Zheng, began to descend abruptly.
"So heavy!"
Luo Zheng instantly felt the weight of his hands increase by a lot!
This Old Man Feng's Mandate of Heaven was indeed miraculous. A single lotus could actually transform into such a heavy object. It was countless times heavier than the Mountain Crumbling Race's "Golden Fork Strange Rock"!
Seeing this heavy object bearing down on him, Luo Zheng had no choice but to draw out the power source from his inner world!
"Thirty percent!"
Thirty percent of the power of nine stars was the limit that Luo Zheng could bear.
As this power surged out, the meridians on Luo Zheng's body coiled around like earthworms. These meridians were as tough as dragon tendons, and after bulging, they were as thick as a thumb. It was a terrifying sight to behold!
"Pop pop pop …"
The skin between the bones crackled, and the space squeezed out between the gaps of the bones squeezed each other, bursting out with a sound similar to the sound of insects.
At this moment, Luo Zheng seemed to have turned into a human-shaped musical instrument. Every part of his body was making strange sounds …
"Rise!"
Luo Zheng flipped his hand, and the lotus flower, which was originally pressing down on him, was forcibly pushed up by Luo Zheng!
"Ah …"
Celestial Lord Huan Miao's mouth was wide open.
Celestial Lord Qian Lan also had a similar expression.
These Celestial Lords were all old monsters who had lived for tens of millions of years, or even hundreds of millions of years. After countless years, it was very rare to see such an expression on their faces. In their long years, they had seen all sorts of new things in this world. What was there to be shocked about?
Such an expression had not appeared on their faces for countless years …
However, the surrounding Celestial Lords all had the same expression.
As for Old Man Feng himself, he could only watch as the lotus flower was lifted up by Luo Zheng!
He noticed that Luo Zheng's physical body seemed to have reached the limit of what it could bear, and there were faint signs of it collapsing. However, this might not be the limit of Luo Zheng's strength. This brat seemed to still have some strength left!
But it was almost there.
"Forget it." The Old Patriarch waved his hand slightly, and the lotus flower flew out of Luo Zheng's hand. It spun non-stop and soon disappeared into the air. He sighed. "Today … I was too stubborn. However, Luo Zheng, your performance was indeed a pleasant surprise!"
After the Old Patriarch withdrew the lotus flower, Luo Zheng smiled and said, "Old Patriarch praised me instantly. I was already at my limit. Fortunately, Old Patriarch held back. Otherwise, I would have made a fool of myself."
The Old Patriarch glanced indifferently at Luo Zheng and chuckled. "This brat is not telling the truth. This old man is curious, but he knows his limits …"
In fact, Luo Zheng was also unable to measure his own limits. If a third of a Saint's strength was used at full strength, he could not be sure of how powerful it would be.
Moreover, strength was only one aspect of a martial artist's strength. Moreover, when this strength was used purely or when it was used with a certain cultivation technique, the effect would be very different.
This kind of limit could only be considered in battle.
After the Old Patriarch's strength test, it was Heavenly Lord Huan Miao's turn.
At this moment, Heavenly Lord Huan Miao was already mentally prepared.
He was testing the strength of Luo Zheng's soul, and there were no tricks in this kind of test.
Heavenly Lord Huan Miao's figure floated down and arrived in front of Luo Zheng. His eyes met with Luo Zheng's, and the Golden Battle Soul in his body was like a lurking vicious beast, suddenly releasing a strong pressure.
A martial artist's soul was also a very important aspect.
Strength, True Essence, soul …
When two martial artists fought, it was very likely to be a three-in-one attack.
For example, he could use his True Essence to attack his opponent and then find an opportunity to approach his opponent and engage in a physical battle. If these two methods were still unable to deal with his opponent, he could use a soul attack to break the deadlock.
However, Heavenly Lord Huan Miao's test only lasted for a few breaths of time. His majestic soul pressure covered the area. Luo Zheng's eyes flashed with a golden light, easily resisting Heavenly Lord Huan Miao's soul pressure. His expression was extremely calm.
"Hula …"
Heavenly Lord Huan Miao's soul pressure disappeared without a trace.
Then, Heavenly Lord Huan Miao's face revealed an expression of not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "Luo Zheng, you already have a Golden Battle Soul?"
Luo Zheng nodded slightly. He did not deny Heavenly Lord Huan Miao's speculation.
"Then … there's no need to test me." Heavenly Lord Huan Miao shrugged. He was not as stubborn as Old Man Feng.
As for True Essence …
The Demi-Immortal Clan still knew Luo Zheng's background. His cultivation method was special, far beyond the scope of ordinary martial artists. There was no need to test him.
Thus, today's small test for Luo Zheng came to an end.
In fact, the test for the Dao Children was just a short test. It was only because Luo Zheng's performance was too shocking that it caused such a big commotion.
Heavenly Lord Qian Lan waved his hand, and Ning Yudie and Mu Mingxue, who were temporarily hiding on the mountain peak, descended and returned to Luo Zheng's side.
At that moment, the Resurrected Heavenly Lord, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke. "Since Luo Zheng already has such strength, I have a suggestion."
The Resurrected Heavenly Lord had a somewhat reclusive personality and was usually a man of few words. Now that he had spoken, everyone's eyes naturally gathered on him.
"What suggestion?" the old patriarch asked faintly.
"Help Luo Zheng carry a Mandate of Heaven!" The Resurrected Heavenly Lord stared at Luo Zheng and said.
"A Mandate of Heaven?" The old patriarch was slightly taken aback.
The Resurrected Heavenly Lord nodded and smiled. "Luo Zheng does not have a Mandate of Heaven, but his strength is already comparable to a Heavenly Lord. If he is selected to carry a Mandate of Heaven, how strong will he be?"
Hearing this, the faces of the several Empyreans were immediately moved.
Ever since the Human Alliance had taken action against the Sacred Race and lost three Heavenly Lords, the Human Race had fallen into a passive state.
At the realm lord level, the Human Race was unable to resist the Sacred Race. At the Heavenly Venerate level, the Human Race had far fewer Heavenly Venerates than the Sacred Race. After all, there were 128 Heavenly Venerates in the Great Yan Universe, and the Human Race only occupied slightly more than 50 seats. The only optimistic ones were the old patriarch, Heavenly Lord of Thunder Punishment, Heavenly Lord of Oracles, and Heavenly Lord of Original Sin. These four upper Heavenly Venerates were all part of the Human Race.
However, the Great Yan Universe had more Mandates of Heaven than the Great Yan Universe to begin with, and all the Heavenly Venerates were members of the Sacred Race. Therefore, the Sacred Race still had an overwhelming advantage in terms of Heavenly Venerates.
The only ones in the Human Race that could match the Sacred Race were the four peak Heavenly Venerates.
If Luo Zheng carried the Mandate of Heaven and became a Heavenly Venerate, he would be a great help in a short period of time.
"No!"
The old patriarch immediately rejected the Resurrected Heavenly Lord of Resurrected's suggestion.
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