Rumble!
Amidst the dazzling divine light, one could vaguely make out the silhouette of a hundred-foot-long dragon. The dragon's horns were raised and its body was robust. It let out a series of dragon roars as it charged towards the golden giant.
Screech!
A heavenly sword appeared in the depths of the divine light. The sword was sharp and filled with murderous intent as it slashed down at the golden giant. The sword intent was so terrifying that it seemed like it could split the world in half.
The Qilin ran, the Kun Peng soared, and the Phoenix suppressed the world …
The Shalupi was as majestic as a mountain, supporting the heavens and earth. One of its palms was able to nurture a strange phenomenon. The eight strange phenomena were unleashed at the same time. Its power was unimaginable.
At that moment, not only the ancient battlefield, but even the Hundred Battles Small World and the Sky Projection that was connected to the Hundred Battles Small World began to tremble as if the end of the world had arrived.
Rumble!
After the Shalupi's attack, it turned into specks of divine light and dissipated.
It was not because Lin Buzheng was exhausted, but because the battle was over. The twelve prodigies who were his opponents had been defeated.
At that moment, the golden giant formed by the Twelve Lofty Saint Capital Formation had completely disappeared.
A giant pit that was hundreds of feet wide and tens of feet deep had appeared on the ancient battlefield.
Within the giant pit, the twelve prodigies that formed the formation were all sprawled on the ground.
Each of them was pale and spitting out blood. Countless bones in their bodies had been broken. They groaned incessantly and could not even stand up.
This was the result of Lin Buzheng's mercy. He had held back eighty percent of the power in his attack and only unleashed twenty percent.
Otherwise, if the full power of the attack had been unleashed, the twelve prodigies would undoubtedly have died on the spot!
"He won. Fierce won again!"
"What a terrifying divine power! What a terrifying attack!"
"The twelve prodigies combined were not his match. Even begging for mercy was useless … Are all the disciples of the Divine Might Sect this strong?"
"I'm afraid only Heavenly King Wu is qualified to fight Fierce. But judging from Fierce's undefeated momentum, does Heavenly King Wu really have the strength to defeat him?"
After Lin Buzheng defeated the twelve prodigies, the entire place fell into a dead silence for a brief moment.
But soon, the Chongsheng Sect disciples who were watching the battle came to their senses.
They lowered their voices and whispered to each other. Their gazes toward Lin Buzheng were filled with awe and respect. For the first time, the Sect's Saint, Heavenly King Wu, who was invincible and stood at the pinnacle of the Martial Way, wavered.
It was no wonder that the disciples of the Chongsheng Sect were shaken. The strength that Lin Buzheng had shown was just too strong.
Who would have thought that just a moment ago, Lin Buzheng was being suppressed by the golden giant and forced to retreat again and again. He was battered into the ground again and again.
In the next moment, after Lin Buzheng used his Martial Path Mystique, the first move tore apart the golden giant's arm, the second move almost tore apart the Twelve Lofty Holy Capital Formation, and the third move completely destroyed the formation along with the golden giant.
Each move was faster and more powerful than the last.
Before the disciples of the Chongsheng Sect who were watching the battle could react, the battle had ended as easily as lightning.
Martial Path Mystique was the manifestation of the ultimate Martial Way contained in a martial technique.
The fact that the Salupi Mystique that Lin Buzheng had summoned could defeat the golden giant so easily undoubtedly meant that the cultivation technique that Lin Buzheng cultivated was not only of an extremely high level, but it had also been cultivated to an extremely high level.
A strong soul, True Essence in the sea, Qi and blood surging, a strong state of mind, and an unfathomable Martial Way...
In the eyes of the spectators, Lin Buzheng had no flaws at all.
The disciples of the Chongsheng Sect could not figure out how Heavenly King Wu could defeat Lin Buzheng!
At this moment, the entire Chongsheng Sect was as noisy as a market. Almost all the disciples of the Chongsheng Sect looked at Lin Buzheng with awe and respect.
Only Wang Yurou stood quietly under the projection in the sky.
Her black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, her eyes were as clear as a lake, and her clothes fluttered in the mountain breeze. She looked like a fairy, calm and tranquil as she quietly watched Lin Buzheng on the projection in the sky.
Whether it was Lin Buzheng being suppressed by the golden giant and seemingly in a precarious situation, or Lin Buzheng breaking the Twelve Sacred Metropolis Formation at lightning speed and becoming the center of attention, Wang Yurou's gaze towards him remained gentle and calm.
This calmness was not because she was unconcerned about Lin Buzheng's safety or the outcome of the battle.
It was because regardless of whether Lin Buzheng won or lost, whether he lived or died, her feelings for him would never change!
"Is this the Godly Mystique of the Mighty God Sect?"
"It's really powerful!"
"Through Little Junior Brother's mystique, I can almost see the glorious scene of the Mighty God Sect enslaving the gods in ancient times!"
"My Chongsheng Sect is still no match for them!"
In the depths of the misty spiritual land, the Chongsheng Sect's Sect Leader let out a long sigh. His voice was calm and his heart was open. He did not lose his composure after witnessing his disciple's miserable defeat.
"Not necessarily."
"The reason why my disciple could win was because the twelve juniors did not display the full power of the Twelve Sacred Metropolis Formation."
"Otherwise, even if my disciple could win this battle, he would not have won so easily."
Su Lie laughed heartily as he sat on the highest seat. His aura was so imposing that it instilled fear in people's hearts. Even though Lin Buzheng had not officially passed the Mighty God Sect's entrance test, he still addressed him as his disciple.
Just like what Su Lie had said, the Twelve Lofty Saint Grand Array was the Lofty Saint Sect's signature technique. It was profound and mysterious. At the very least, one would need a Dao Realm cultivation to be able to comprehend the true meaning of the array.
Although the twelve geniuses of the Chongsheng Sect were talented in martial arts, they were limited by their own strength and could not display the full power of the Twelve Sacred Metropolis Formation.
On top of that, Lin Buzheng's strength was too strong. The Salopi Mystique he summoned even contained a trace of God's Force. This was the reason why the twelve geniuses could only withstand three moves from Lin Buzheng before being defeated.
Creak, creak!
In the ancient battlefield, Lin Buzheng walked at a steady pace towards the genius closest to him.
"I've lost!"
"The talismans on me are yours!"
The genius's face was pale. This person was talented in martial arts and had always had his eyes on the top of his head. However, after being defeated by Lin Buzheng, he could feel the huge difference in strength between them. He could not even muster the slightest will to fight. All he felt was endless despair.
"Not only your talismans, but the spiritual stones on you are mine too!"
Lin Buzheng chuckled. Before finishing his words, he began to search the genius's body.
The truth was, the reason why Lin Buzheng did not accept the surrender of the twelve geniuses and defeated them was to make it easier for him to rob them.
These twelve geniuses were all supreme geniuses of the Chongsheng Sect. They were born into illustrious families and had been trained by the Sect. Therefore, they must have a large amount of spiritual stones on them. If Lin Buzheng did not rob them, he would be letting himself down.
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