The terrifying aura had just been released. Before it could press down on Mo Wen's body, it was swept back and disappeared in an instant.
Bu Xingyi's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. The veins on his forehead pulsed, and his face alternated between green and red.
He discovered that there was an invisible force in this world that was constantly suppressing his cultivation. He couldn't release his powerful cultivation at all. He could only barely maintain the middle stage of the Golden Elixir realm. He was a dignified Martial Arts Grandmaster and his cultivation was shocking. However, at this moment, he only had a tenth of his cultivation left.
To an expert, such a situation was naturally extremely depressing. They had a body full of energy, yet they were unable to release it. It was as if a multi-millionaire had suddenly become a pauper.
Especially now that he had been prepared to deal with Mo Wen. However, his cultivation had dropped to the intermediate stage of the Golden Elixir Realm. His ability had been suppressed by 90%. How could he deal with this brat?
Bu Xingyi was furious. He stood where he was, his expression changing. He glared at Mo Wen, but he did not make a move.
Mo Wen laughed softly. He looked at Bu Xingyi, who had a strange expression on his face. Right now, he finally vaguely understood what had happened.
Sure enough, this space had a mysterious power that could suppress a cultivator's cultivation. However, this only applied to cultivators whose cultivation exceeded the limits of this space. Or, it could be said that there was an invisible power of the Laws in this space that dictated the highest cultivation level a cultivator could enter. Once one exceeded this limit, they would be suppressed by the power of the space.
He could sense that Bu Xingyi's current aura was equivalent to that of an ancient martial art practitioner in the intermediate stage of the Golden Elixir realm. At most, the quality of Bu Xingyi's Inner Qi was far above that of an ancient martial art practitioner in the intermediate stage of the Golden Elixir realm. However, in essence, there was not much of a difference.
Mo Wen's previous cultivation, when all his powers were added together, was at most equivalent to the intermediate stage of the Golden Elixir realm. But in that mysterious starry sky, he was illuminated by the divine light, and the three divine skills gradually blended together. Imperceptibly, his internal qi cultivation took another step forward, and there was a faint sign that it was comparable to the Elixir Realm Late-stage.
That was why Mo Wen could sense that this space had a power that suppressed his cultivation. Because the upper limit of cultivation in this space should be the middle stage of Golden Core. His cultivation had faintly surpassed the middle stage of the Golden Elixir realm, which was why he felt the pressure. Therefore, the power of suppression was quite small.
As for why Jin Ying did not feel the suppression of the power, it was because she was originally a martial arts practitioner at the intermediate stage of the Golden Elixir realm. In terms of cultivation, she was inferior to Gong Zhangyan. She had not exceeded the upper limit of this space, so naturally, she would not be affected by the mysterious power.
"Old bastard. A phoenix without feathers is no better than a chicken. Let's see how you can still be so arrogant. "
Mo Wen said with a cold smile. His hands were behind his back as he looked at Bu Xingyi with a look of disdain. His appearance was a blatant provocation.
Under normal circumstances, the only thing Mo Wen could do when encountering such a Martial Arts Grandmaster was to escape. But now, it was being suppressed by the mysterious power. Bu Xingyi's cultivation was not much higher than his, so he naturally did not need to be afraid of him anymore.
"Brat, what did you say!"
Bu Xingyi's face darkened. The expression on his face was terrifying to the extreme. Mo Wen provoking him at this time was simply adding fuel to the fire. A little bastard who was still wet behind the ears actually dared to humiliate him, a Martial Arts Guru.
"I said you are not as good as a chicken," Mo Wen said plainly.
Jin Ying stood at the side, staring dumbfounded at the scene before her. She had thought that Mo Wen would be in trouble when he was being hunted down by a martial arts grandmaster. He was still a little worried. But now, the situation had taken a sudden turn for the worse, and a scene that she had never imagined had appeared.
Bu Xingyi's strange and awkward expression made her want to laugh out loud.
Right now. She finally understood what Mo Wen had asked before. Had his cultivation been suppressed by the mysterious power? Now it seemed that this space did indeed have a power that suppressed ancient martial art practitioners' cultivation. However, her cultivation was too low and she had not reached the upper limit of this space.
Jin Ying had always been very smart. She immediately laughed. Bu Xingyi was too unlucky. He was a dignified Martial Arts Grandmaster, but he had just appeared and encountered such an awkward situation.
Based on her understanding of Mo Wen, under the circumstances of the same cultivation, the difference between ordinary ancient martial art practitioners and him was not small. Even though Bu Xingyi was a Martial Arts Grandmaster, if his cultivation was suppressed to the intermediate stage of the Golden Elixir Realm, he most likely would not be a match for Mo Wen.
"You are seeking death!"
Bu Xingyi was a dignified Martial Arts Grandmaster and the Ming Temple's third Sect Grand Elder. How could he endure being humiliated by a youth who was still wet behind the ears? In a rage, he did not care if he had any advantage in cultivation. With a flash of his silhouette, he pounced on Mo Wen.
Bu Xingyi believed that with his dignified Martial Arts Grandmaster cultivation, even if it was suppressed to the intermediate stage of the Golden Elixir Realm, he would not be a match for an ordinary intermediate stage Golden Elixir Realm practitioner. After all, he was a Martial Arts Grandmaster. The quality of his Inner Qi and the martial arts teachings that he had learned were not something that an intermediate stage Golden Elixir Realm practitioner could compare to.
Since the upper limit of cultivation in this space was the intermediate stage Golden Elixir Realm, it was impossible for Mo Wen's cultivation to exceed this limit. He did not think that Mo Wen had the ability to exchange blows with him.
"Old bastard, now is the time to repay you for chasing me."
Mo Wen laughed coldly. He took a step forward and met Bu Xingyi's palm strike. The force of the palm burst forth. Mo Wen's figure only swayed slightly, but Bu Xingyi was forced back a step.
The two of them did not use any martial arts teachings. It was just a simple clash of power, but the difference in strength was obvious.
Bu Xingyi looked at Mo Wen in disbelief. He had not expected that he would lose to a young ancient martial art practitioner like Mo Wen in a clash of power.
Jin Ying, who was standing at the side, was also extremely shocked. Mo Wen was a little too strange. As a dignified Martial Arts Grandmaster, even if his cultivation was suppressed to the intermediate stage Golden Elixir Realm, it was impossible for him to only have the power of the intermediate stage Golden Elixir Realm. On average, he would be much stronger than ordinary intermediate stage Golden Elixir Realm practitioners.
In other words, an intermediate stage Golden Elixir Realm ancient martial art practitioner like her could not possibly defeat Bu Xingyi. It would even be difficult for her to last long against him.
However, that was only for ordinary ancient martial art practitioners. Mo Wen was different. His physical strength had already reached a certain realm. Aside from his Inner Qi cultivation, Mo Wen's physical strength was even stronger.
"Little bastard, I don't believe it."
Bu Xingyi's face was flushed red. With a low roar, his silhouette flickered and a gust of wind swept up on the ground. Crushed stones flew everywhere. Bu Xingyi's silhouette once again appeared in front of Mo Wen.
"Enlightened Buddha Fist."
This time, Bu Xingyi used his martial arts teachings. It was no longer a head-on clash of power.
The Enlightened Buddha Fist was one of the Ming Temple's famous martial arts teachings. It was one of the Ming Temple's Five Ultimate Martial Arts teachings. It had shocked the ancient martial art world for hundreds of years. As the Ming Temple's Sect Grand Elder and a Martial Arts Grandmaster strong practitioner, Bu Xingyi had long since cultivated the Enlightened Buddha Fist to an extremely high realm.
A mass of blinding white light shone from Bu Xingyi's fist. The white light was like a resplendent sun. It illuminated the world, causing the dim light in the surroundings to brighten.
A terrifying heat appeared in the surroundings. The temperature rose wildly. The dried grass on the ground actually began to melt even though there was no fire. The stones on the ground began to melt.
A beam of white light flashed past. It was like a meteor streaking across the sky. In an instant, it crashed into Mo Wen.
Mo Wen's gaze focused slightly. He did not know what kind of martial arts teachings the Enlightened Buddha Fist was. Its power shocked even him. The fist, which glowed with white light and flames, released a destructive aura. It was as though it could burn the heavens and the earth.
Right now, Bu Xingyi could only release intermediate stage Golden Elixir realm cultivation. The Enlightened Buddha Fist already had such terrifying power. If he had the cultivation of a Martial Arts Grandmaster, who knew how powerful it would be?
Before this, Mo Wen had been able to escape unscathed from Bu Xingyi mostly because Bu Xingyi had underestimated his opponent and carelessly ordered Mo Wen to escape. If Bu Xingyi had used such a martial arts teaching right from the start, even if Mo Wen could escape from Bu Xingyi, he most likely would not have had it easy.
Against such an attack, Mo Wen did not dare to be careless. His figure swayed and a shocking aura was released from his body. His aura rose steadily, instantly exceeding his own by one fold.
The Glory of Thunder!
Mo Wen did not hesitate. He immediately used the legendary rite of passage martial arts. With Bu Xingyi's attainments in martial arts teachings and the high-level martial arts teachings he had mastered, ordinary martial arts teachings would not pose any threat to him at all.
Only a rite of passage martial art could directly harm him.
Of course, Mo Wen also had many powerful martial arts teachings, such as The Heaven and Earth Great Shift and Tai Yin Claws.
But unfortunately, he did not have much time to practice these martial arts teachings. Or rather, he did not practice them at all. No matter how high the rank of the martial arts teachings was, his martial arts teaching realm was not high enough, so he could not unleash much power.
Up until now, the Heaven and Earth Great Shift that he had practiced the longest had only been cultivated to the third level. The Heaven and Earth Great Shift had a total of seven levels. The realm of the third level could at most be considered a beginner. It might still be very useful against some ordinary ancient martial art practitioners, but against a Martial Arts Grandmaster like Bu Xingyi, it could only be a joke.
Moreover, the martial arts taught by a Martial Arts Grandmaster might not be much weaker than the Heaven and Earth Great Shift.
In the end, it was because Mo Wen's practice time was too short and his foundation was not enough. Almost all of his time was spent on increasing his cultivation. The practice of martial arts teachings had always been lagging behind. If he was given a few decades to practice those exceptional martial arts teachings bit by bit, with the exceptional martial arts teachings that Mo Wen had mastered, he would certainly be able to double his combat ability once again.
The power of the Grand Light Buddha Fist was astonishing, but the power of the Glory of Thunder was even more astonishing. Against such rite of passage martial arts, any ordinary martial arts teachings would pale in comparison.
A formless bolt of lightning flashed on Mo Wen's fist. The destructive power pierced through the air. Everywhere the power passed, the space would distort slightly.
Bu Xingyi's expression changed slightly. He suddenly remembered that Mo Wen was not simple. He was not simple at all. His entire body was shrouded in a layer of mystery. Back then, Mo Wen had been able to escape from his pursuit with intermediate stage Golden Elixir realm cultivation and even escape unscathed. In terms of ability, he had even surpassed a pinnacle of the Golden Elixir realm ancient martial art practitioner.
Even a pinnacle of the Golden Elixir realm ancient martial art practitioner would find it difficult to escape from him, let alone escape unscathed. This youth could not be compared to an ordinary intermediate stage Golden Elixir realm ancient martial art practitioner at all. (To be continued.)
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