In the mountain range outside the Sealing Dragon Abyss, in a small valley, a group of youths gathered.
They were all dressed in white with a sun pattern embroidered on their sleeves.
Their leader was also dressed in white, the only difference being that his sleeves were embroidered with gold.
However, the most eye-catching part of him was the faint scar on his face. The scar was already very faint, almost disappearing, but this youth could still feel the burning pain on his face, just like before.
Especially when there was someone in front of him staring straight at the scar on his face, Chao Yuanlong could only feel the pain from the wound that had long since disappeared.
Behind Chao Yuanlong, the group of Sun Saint Sect disciples all lowered their heads, eyes to their noses, nose to heart, maintaining their silence.
The youth who had previously been whipped by Yan Zhaoge with a bamboo branch did not even dare to breathe loudly.
In front of them stood a man dressed in white, expressionlessly looking at them.
The white clothed man's true age was not too old, around twenty-five or twenty-six years old. However, he had a large beard, giving him a rough and powerful appearance.
His voice was also very rough, "Do you have her whereabouts?"
Chao Yuanlong said, "Outside the Sealing Dragon Abyss, someone saw her in the Luliao Mountains."
The white clothed man nodded. Chao Yuanlong continued, "I just received news that junior apprentice-sister Meng also left the clan and came over here."
"Junior apprentice-sister Meng doesn't need to worry about her." The white clothed man's expression did not change, but his tone suddenly changed, "You were beaten into this state by that Yan Zhaoge alone?"
Chao Yuanlong was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "This time it was this one's loss, this one has nothing to say. This humiliation, I will personally avenge it in the future!"
A young disciple glanced at Chao Yuanlong and whispered, "Senior apprentice-brother Xiao, are you going to …"
The bearded white clothed man snorted, "Naturally I'm going to meet Yan Zhaoge first."
He grinned, "Of the current Four Young Masters, this Broad Creed Young Master is the weakest."
"But now that he's not even in the outer aura realm, he can actually beat junior apprentice-brother Chao to this state. This is really unexpected."
Chao Yuanlong's face darkened, not saying anything. The other Sun Saint Sect disciples all had expressions of anticipation on their faces, "Senior apprentice-brother Xiao, are you going to make a move?"
The person before him was named Xiao Shen. He was much older than Chao Yuanlong, and had been cultivating for much longer than Chao Yuanlong. Currently, his cultivation was also much higher than Chao Yuanlong's, and he was already an outer aura late stage Martial Scholar.
Like Chao Yuanlong, they were all top geniuses of the Sacred Sun Clan. Within their respective age groups and cultivation levels, they stood at the very top.
The only difference was that, although Chao Yuanlong was a genius, he did not have much of a background. It was only because his elders saw that he was outstanding that they put in a lot of effort to cultivate him.
Like Yan Zhaoge, Xiao Shen's grandfather was a Grand Elder of the Sacred Sun Clan, a veteran Martial Grandmaster peak expert.
The current generation's Four Young Masters, in addition to their own outstanding talents, were also people with outstanding family backgrounds.
The son of the Chief of the Sacred Sun Clan, known as the World Illuminating Young Master, was known alongside the Broad Creed Young Master Yan Zhaoge as one of the current era's Four Young Masters.
Because he was from the same sect as the World Illuminating Young Master, Xiao Shen did not enter the ranks of the Four Young Masters. This had always been a sore point for Xiao Shen.
He usually found Yan Zhaoge, the youngest of the four, to be an eyesore.
However, due to the length of time he had spent cultivating and his age, the one competing with Yan Zhaoge had always been Chao Yuanlong. On the contrary, due to his cultivation level, he could not make a move.
"The so-called Broad Creed Young Master was only a joke in the past," Xiao Shen smiled coldly, "From the looks of it now, I seem to have underestimated him?"
"You guys continue to help me find people. When there are definite results, I will not be lacking in any of the things I promised."
"I'll go to Overlooking Abyss City and see how much Yan Zhaoge actually weighs."
… …
After the interrogation, Yan Zhaoge remained in Overlooking Abyss City. From time to time, he would enter the Sealing Dragon Abyss, borrowing the chaotic streams of baleful qi within to cultivate and temper his aura-qi.
Other than cultivating in the Sealing Dragon Abyss, Yan Zhaoge did not relax even when he was in Overlooking Abyss City.
Within the secluded room, Yan Zhaoge stood on the ground and assumed a fist stance. His entire aura immediately changed!
His posture looked a little comical, resembling that of a large ape. However, Yan Zhaoge's entire body emanated a vicious, bloody aura. The muscles on his body bulged, and the large tendons beneath them pulsed non-stop, resembling a suppressed, enraged dragon that was thrashing about.
In an instant, he seemed to have transformed into an ancient demonic ape, incomparably ferocious.
Yan Zhaoge nodded in satisfaction, "The Six Spirits Demonic Fist is indeed a good martial art."
The Six Spirits Demonic Fist was one of the peak martial arts stored within the Divine Palace before the Great Calamity. It originated from the observation of six powerful demonic beasts and was created. Afterwards, it gradually evolved into a secret martial art of the demonic dao.
Six fist techniques, any one of them was an incredible martial arts technique.
Yan Zhaoge's current body had already reached the Martial Scholar realm, transforming his inner qi into aura-qi, and even reaching the late inner aura stage.
However, as Yan Zhaoge saw it, the foundation he had laid down during his Body Refinement realm still had room for improvement.
Therefore, he had specifically chosen the Six Spirits Demonic Fist to retrain his muscles and bones.
A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. Ever since his second transmigration to this world and becoming the new owner of this body, Yan Zhaoge had always been doing this kind of training.
Chao Yuanlong, who had always been on par with his body's original owner, had now been beaten like a dead dog by the current Yan Zhaoge. It wasn't that he was too weak, but rather that Yan Zhaoge's improvements were all-rounded.
Not only were his sword techniques more exquisite, his horizons more profound, his body's foundation had also become stronger.
Having finished practicing the Mighty Ape Demonic Fist, Yan Zhaoge's figure changed as he assumed another stance.
With a low snort, Yan Zhaoge's entire body's muscles tightened. Beneath his skin, countless large tendons twisted together, propping up his skin, causing his originally tough skin to become even stronger.
This was another Six Spirits Demonic Fist. The Spirit Rhino Demonic Fist originated from the ancient demonic beast, the Primordial Giant Rhinoceros. Its defensive power was unparalleled under the heavens.
After the Spirit Rhino Demonic Fist, it transformed into the Ocean Stabilizing Fist. Yan Zhaoge sat cross-legged on the ground, not moving an inch, resembling a statue.
However, the ground beneath him was strangely shaking, as if it had suddenly turned into a water surface.
The water surface suddenly became still, causing one to be unable to fathom it.
It was as if a giant tortoise, with its four heavenly pillar-like legs stepping into the sea, were like four Sea Stabilizing Divine Needles, firmly stabilizing the waves within ten thousand miles, not allowing them to move at all.
Although this giant tortoise seemed to possess immense power, its temperament was abnormally gentle, like a monk in meditation, extremely patient and not ostentatious at all.
Having trained in the Ocean Stabilizing Fist, Yan Zhaoge stood up and changed his stance.
The Mighty Ape Demonic Fist that he had previously trained in was fierce and violent, resembling gales and blazing fires, tsunamis and mountains collapsing, walking the path of extreme yang.
But now, his fist technique was small and nimble, his fingers moving like spinning silk, like the wind and willow, walking the path of extreme yin.
The Heavenly Snake King Fist was also one of the Six Spirit Demonic Fists. When Yan Zhaoge attacked, his arms twisted inwards, combining with his breathing, letting out a hissing sound, resembling a spirit snake spitting out its tongue.
It wasn't that Yan Zhaoge was intentionally imitating it; the sound was completely natural. As Yan Zhaoge trained in the house, it was as if a giant snake had been raised within the house, constantly letting out hissing sounds.
Also, these hissing sounds were not born from surging aura-qi, but were instead purely emitted by the fleshly body.
At this moment, Yan Zhaoge was not using his aura-qi in the slightest as he was purely tempering his flesh, blood, tendons and bones.
After consecutively going through a few fist techniques, Yan Zhaoge stopped, but did not rest, instead sitting cross-legged on the ground once more.
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