In challenge ring 49, the beam of golden light lit up the entire death corner fighting ring. The destructive power covered the entire ring. Everyone's gazes were attracted by the terrifying aura.
In the golden light, Mo Wen looked like a man made of fire. His entire body was enveloped in golden flames. His hands had suddenly grown larger for some reason. They were about the size of cattail hassocks, like the palms of a giant. It was a little strange for them to appear on his body … The palms glowed with light like glowing amber. Wisps of mysterious power surrounded the palms.
Those who were knowledgeable would be able to tell immediately that it was the power of esoteric meaning.
After ancient martial art practitioners cultivated to the realm of immortals, they would begin to comprehend the power of esoteric meaning. As a rite of passage martial art, its power could only be completely unleashed if it was combined with esoteric meaning. In other words, only ancient martial art practitioners who had become immortals could completely unleash the power of the rite of passage martial art.
The rite of passage martial art that Mo Wen unleashed already had the aura of esoteric meaning. Even though it was just a tiny amount of power, it was still rather frightening. It represented his attainment in this rite of passage martial art.
"The aura of esoteric meaning! That is a power that is very difficult for ancient martial art practitioners who have become immortals to grasp. He has actually cultivated a rite of passage martial art to such a level! "
In one corner of the square, a monk looked at challenge ring 49 in shock. This person was Wine and Meat Monk, who was ranked third. Even though he was a member of the Buddhist sect, he did not abstain from meat and wine. He was a rare oddity among the Buddhist sects.
"This Mo Wen is a little shocking. How old is he? He has actually managed to comprehend a rite of passage martial art to such a level."
Water Deity was also extremely shocked. Mo Wen could be said to have refreshed her understanding of him time and time again. It was already rather difficult to comprehend a rite of passage martial art if one was not in the realm of immortals. It was even more difficult to cultivate a rite of passage martial art to the point of esoteric meaning aura and the esoteric law of the dark river.
It could be said that cultivating a few rite of passage martial arts at the same time was not as shocking as cultivating a single rite of passage martial art to the point of esoteric aura.
"You …"
A strong sense of danger rose in Zhang Feng's heart. It was as though a shadow was shrouding her heart. It was especially uncomfortable and frightening. It was like a person who could sense that death was approaching.
She turned pale with fright and retreated without hesitation. In a flash, she had already retreated a few hundred meters. Right now, she just wanted to get away from Mo Wen. She could not understand how Mo Wen had become so terrifying after not seeing him for just a few days.
However, it was clear that hiding would not solve the problem. Mo Wen, who had cultivated the Glory of Wind, would not be able to escape from his pursuit within a short distance.
A golden hawk silently appeared in front of Zhang Feng, and its huge palms slammed down.
"Damn it!"
Zhang Feng's expression changed dramatically. Under such a strong sense of crisis, she couldn't care less and instantly unleashed her strongest power. A terrifying force erupted from her body. With her as the center, a storm of Inner Qi instantly formed in the arena. Rays of corrosive green light enveloped her body, turning her into a green ball of light. Green tentacles extended from the ball of light. The tentacles were as thick as an arm and they whipped towards Mo Wen with astonishing power.
The surrounding space kept distorting because of the tentacles. It was as though they could collapse mountains and rivers. If an ordinary Martial Arts Grandmaster was attacked by such power, they would most likely be whipped to death instantly.
However, Mo Wen was not afraid of such power. The trajectory of his palms did not change. Rays of golden flames emerged from his palms.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh …
The green tentacles collided with Mo Wen's palms. They did not explode from the collision. Instead, they disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye. In an instant, more than ten rays of green Qi dissipated and turned into balls of green Qi. Then, they were burned to ashes by the flames.
"How is this possible?"
Zhang Feng gasped in disbelief. She had accumulated so much corrosive power for so many years. Now that she had unleashed it completely, she could not even withstand a single blow.
She felt that Mo Wen's power was clearly not strong. In terms of cultivation, he was even weaker than her. How could such a thing happen? She could not withstand a single blow from him and all her attacks were easily nullified? She did not know what power Mo Wen had mastered, but she had already realized that it was far above her own power. The invisible suppression on her was rather shocking.
Creak creak …
Zhang Feng's corrosive power could not withstand Mo Wen's hands at all. Even her strong inner Qi was of no use at this moment. It was almost defeated with a single touch.
A pair of amber golden flame hands gradually grew larger in front of her eyes. The almost unstoppable power caused her to completely collapse. A human's desire to live made her want to escape in an instant. However, she was shocked to discover that her body was bound by an invisible power, making it difficult for her to move. It was an indescribable power. It was not strong, but it made one feel despair. It was like the source of the rules of heaven and earth. If one could not break through this rule, then no matter how strong one was, one would be unable to deal with this rule.
"The power of esoteric meaning! No … impossible … "
Zhang Feng seemed to have thought of something in an instant. Her eyes widened. She was shocked and her face was ashen. How could the legendary power of esoteric meaning be possible? Wasn't that something that only ancient martial art practitioners who had become immortals could master?
"No … I admit defeat … I admit defeat …"
Zhang Feng had completely lost her will to fight. She frantically wanted to break free from the power that could kill her. In the death challenge ring, one could only admit defeat after 15 minutes. It was the same for participants and the same for criminals. The battle had only just begun. Unless the other party agreed to admit defeat, it was useless to admit defeat on your own.
Clearly, Mo Wen had no intention of letting her go. His gaze was extremely cold. He would never be merciful to those who wanted to kill him.
There was almost no suspense. The terrifying flames engulfed Zhang Feng and burned her to ashes in an instant.
…
The square was silent. Some people stared at the 49th ring with stiff expressions. No one had expected that the old woman, Zhang Feng, who was so powerful in the heart of the red stone, would die in the ring. Furthermore, she had died in such a miserable way, without being able to resist at all.
What kind of power was that? It was so terrifying!
"My goodness, he has mastered the esoteric aura at such a young age. He has cultivated a rite of passage martial art to such a level. This little monster is practically the second Madman Xiao."
Guo Mengqiao recovered from his shock. He secretly clicked his tongue. He had never thought that Mo Wen could be so monstrous.
Chou Tong, who was standing beside Guo Mengqiao, was also shocked speechless. He had thought that Mo Wen was already very impressive to be able to enter the Martial Arts Grandmaster Palace Hall at such a young age. He had even thought that he was much stronger than Mo Wen. Even though they were both from the Martial Arts Grandmaster Palace Hall, he did not have much hope for Mo Wen in the Heaven List Tournament.
Who would have thought that Mo Wen would be so monstrous? He was most likely the most powerful person from the Martial Arts Grandmaster Palace Hall in this Heaven List Tournament.
"He has mastered the esoteric aura. Doesn't that mean that the chances of him becoming an immortal in the future will be rather high?" Chou Tong's tone was filled with envy that could not be hidden.
The realm of becoming an immortal! Even though he was also a famous genius in the Huatian Palace, he did not dare to think too much about the realm of becoming an immortal. To reach that stage, opportunities, comprehension, and hard work were all indispensable. However, those who had mastered the esoteric aura had touched the threshold of some esoteric rules. Even though it was just the tip of the iceberg and was far from the real esoteric rules, at least they had a direction. It would be much easier to step through the door again.
At least one-third of those who had mastered the esoteric aura could break through to the realm of becoming an immortal. The chances were rather high.
"This is going to be a little difficult." Sword Addict White Dust frowned. He had been at odds with Mo Wen to begin with, and he had not minded it before. But right now, this youth was enough to make him take it seriously.
"How shocking. I fear that in the near future, another young strong practitioner who has become an immortal will appear in the martial arts circle." A glint flashed in the eyes of the graceful woman who was shrouded in mist. Even in the hidden martial arts strain, it had been a hundred years since someone had become an immortal before the age of fifty. Mo Wen might become the youngest strong practitioner to become an immortal in a hundred years.
Lord Merciless's expression was extremely ugly. It was so dark that it could freeze people to death. He had not expected that Mo Wen would become so powerful in just a few days. Moreover, the esoteric aura … That was a power that he had dreamed of! As a top genius of the Blood Evil Temple, there was no need to mention his cultivation resources. He even had a Patriarch who had become an immortal to guide him in the cultivation of rite of passage martial arts. It was not that he did not have the ability to cultivate the second or third rite of passage martial arts. As long as he had the guidance of a Patriarch who had become an immortal, with his talent, it would not be a problem for him to master one or two more rite of passage martial arts.
But in the path of martial arts, it was a taboo to have too many cultivation resources. A person's ability was limited, and it was impossible for him to master everything. Instead of understanding a few rite of passage martial arts, it was better to focus on one. That way, the chances of him understanding the esoteric aura would be much higher. Once he understood the esoteric aura, he would have half a foot in the realm of becoming an immortal.
"Damn it …"
Lord Merciless clenched his fists tightly. The realm that he had dreamed of had actually been comprehended by Mo Wen.
Right now, Shao Ji was so shocked that he could not speak. An absolute strong practitioner in the Martial Arts Grandmaster Third Realm had died just like that. Mo Wen was actually so powerful.
Many people in the death corner fighting ring were silent. Many of them felt incredulous, but most of them felt fear.
The way the criminals looked at Mo Wen had completely changed. He was practically a ferocious god. They definitely could not afford to offend him. The few people who had competed with Zhang Feng were secretly glad that they had been lucky. Even Zhang Feng had died so easily. If they had gone up, the results would most likely have been the same.
Putting aside the death corner fighting ring, the spectators in Dragon City, which was a space away, were also in an uproar.
"Esoteric aura! It seems that I have still underestimated you. "
Ling Feng sat alone in a corner. He looked at Mo Wen, who was in the challenge ring. A complicated look flashed in his eyes. Back then, when he had understood the esoteric aura, he had been almost 50 years old. Even so, he had been regarded as one of the top geniuses in the world at that time. Mo Wen was only 20 years old …
Ling Feng looked at Mo Wen, who was in the challenge ring. It was as if he was seeing himself in the past. There was a story in his eyes that no one knew about.
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When Mo Wen reached home at night, he slept for a while because he was too tired after a long day on the road. At night, he got up again and wrote another chapter. He would start updating tomorrow. (To be continued.)
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