Yang Zonglin was not the only one who was shocked. The people from the Blood Evil Temple and the eight major sects were so shocked that their eyes almost popped out of their sockets. It was rare even in the Peng Lai Immortal Realm to be able to force Yang Zonglin to retreat in a head-on clash.
Yang Zonglin's cultivation of close to 300 years was not fake. There were many Infinite Powerhouses present, but there were very few who could compare to Yang Zonglin.
"Impossible!"
Lord Merciless' entire person froze on the spot. Initially, when he saw Mo Wen recklessly going up against the Blood Evil Temple, he was secretly happy. He could not wait for the members of the Blood Evil Temple to cripple Mo Wen, who was a threat. The battlefield was constantly changing. Even if Mo Wen killed someone, it would not be a big deal. At most, they would say it was an accident.
However, he had never expected that Mo Wen could actually use his strength to push Sect Uncle Yang back. How could he possibly have such terrifying strength?
Who was Martial Uncle Yang? Even in the Blood Evil Temple, Uncle-Master Yang could be said to be one of the top five terrifying experts. Apart from the few Primordial Soul Realm Patriarchs of the Blood Evil Temple, it could be said that Uncle-Master Yang had no opponents. In fact, the Primordial Soul Realm Patriarchs of the Blood Evil Temple had even fought with Uncle-Master Yang before. Although Uncle-Master Yang was no match for them, he had the ability to protect himself.
Such a person had actually been forced back by a punch from Mo Wen. Even in his dreams, he would not have dreamed of such a scene.
Lord Merciless's expression was extremely ugly. It was one thing for Mo Wen to be a hero among the younger generation, but how could he be so terrifying among the practitioners of the older generation?
In the spectator stands, the expressions of Water Deity, Wine and Meat Monk, and the other young geniuses of the Penglai Lineage changed drastically. Their eyes were filled with shock. How could this be? After Mo Wen came out of the Goddess's World, he had become so much stronger?
Although Mo Wen's abilities were not ordinary, he was nothing in the eyes of the older generation of ancient martial art practitioners in the Peng Lai Immortal Realm. Could it be that Mo Wen had been hiding his abilities all along? Or could it be that he had encountered a heaven-defying encounter in the Goddess's World?
Water Deity, Wine and Meat Monk, and the others had complicated feelings. They had also entered the Goddess's World before. Although they had gained a lot, they could not be as abnormal as Mo Wen. They would rather believe that Mo Wen had been hiding his abilities.
Sword Addict White Dust shrunk his neck, a look of lingering fear on his face. How could he have been blinded by lard at that time? He had gone to provoke Mo Wen. Fortunately, Mo Wen had no intention of seeking revenge on him. Otherwise, he would not have had a good time.
"Unexpected, really unexpected." Yang Zonglin's expression was extremely ugly. He had never imagined that he would be forced back by a punch from a junior.
"The Blood Evil Temple is just so-so," Mo Wen said plainly. Just now, he was just testing his strength. He had not used his full strength at all.
"Arrogant brat. Do you think this is my full strength? I was just testing you just now. I didn't expect you to have some ability. "
Yang Zonglin's face was cold. He really hadn't used his full strength. After all, it was just a casual attack to deal with a junior. However, for Mo Wen to be able to force him to retreat, it was enough to show that Mo Wen had very frightening power. Right now, his expression also became solemn, not daring to underestimate him in the slightest.
He knew that it would probably take some effort to deal with such a junior.
"Old thing. Don't try to take advantage of your seniority. There's no seniority in martial arts. Those who are more experienced are the teachers. You're not my opponent. I suggest that the five of you come at me together. Otherwise, you won't stand a chance. "
Mo Wen said expressionlessly. He was not being arrogant, but he felt that the pressure that Yang Zonglin gave him was not enough. In fact, there was no pressure at all. It was impossible to force him to use his full strength. If the five of them attacked together, it might be a little more challenging.
"You ignorant brat, die for me."
When Mo Wen's words fell into Yang Zonglin's ears, they immediately became an insult. After all, Yang Zonglin looked down on Mo Wen from the bottom of his heart. Even though Mo Wen had forced him to retreat just now, it only made him slightly more serious.
What was the use of having great power? At their realm, power was no longer the key to victory.
Yang Zonglin took a step forward. Water-like ripples spread out in the surroundings. The ripples were like ripples in the water, spreading out in all directions.
In the blink of an eye, the entire square was enveloped in the ripples. Mysterious energies subtly influenced everything in the surroundings.
"For ancient martial art practitioners of our realm, power is no longer the key. The martial arts teaching realm is the standard that determines the strength of one's ability. You ignorant brat, have you comprehended the power of the path of profundity? If you haven't even comprehended the path of profundity, then you can't even be considered an Infinite Powerhouse. "
Yang Zonglin laughed coldly. The ripples flowed. He felt that the entire square was under his control. His own power had merged with the Vital Qi of heaven and earth. His entire being seemed to have merged with heaven and earth, becoming one with heaven and man. At this moment, it was almost impossible to defeat him with pure power. Unless one's power could surpass the Vital Qi of heaven and earth within a radius of a few miles, it was impossible to defeat him, who had become one with heaven and man.
Even Primordial Soul Realm ancient martial art practitioners could rarely surpass the Vital Qi of heaven and earth within a radius of a few miles, let alone ordinary ancient martial art practitioners.
At their level, pure power could no longer affect the outcome of a battle. This was also why one had to comprehend the path of profundity and be able to temporarily become one with heaven and man. Only then could one be called an Infinite Powerhouse.
Mo Wen was so young. No matter how strong his power was, he could not be compared to Yang Zonglin if his realm was not there. How could a young man like this have high achievements in his realm? It was already very good to be able to comprehend the profound aura. As for the path of profundity, it was impossible to even think about it.
However, Yang Zonglin had already comprehended the fledgling stage of profound meaning 50 years ago. His control over the surrounding Power of Heaven and Earth was far beyond that of ancient martial art practitioners with the path of profundity.
"The fledgling stage of profound meaning for water!"
In the grandstand, Water Deity's pupils shrank. She had also comprehended the profound meaning for water. Right now, she had just barely reached the realm of profound aura. She was still far from the path of profundity. As for the fledgling stage of profound meaning, she did not even dare to think about it. Yang Zonglin was indeed an Infinite Powerhouse among the Infinite Powerhouses. Even in the Peng Lai Immortal Realm, there were not many Infinite Powerhouses who could comprehend the fledgling stage of profound meaning.
"Yang Zonglin is a powerhouse of the older generation after all. He has experienced so many ups and downs over the years. If Mo Wen wants to challenge him, I'm afraid …"
Wine and Meat Monk sighed. Mo Wen's power was indeed very strong, but if his realm could not keep up, it would be useless.
In reality, once one's cultivation reached the Martial Arts Grandmaster Third Realm, their power would almost reach the limit of those who had become immortal. No matter how strong they were, they would not be much stronger. Yang Zonglin had lived for 300 years, but in terms of pure inner Qi power, he might not be much stronger than Wine Deity Monk, who had just reached the Martial Arts Grandmaster Third Realm.
For example, if a cup was filled with water, it naturally could not be filled with water anymore. Once one reached this bottleneck stage, the importance of the Martial Artist Realm was particularly prominent.
He did not know why Mo Wen's power was so strong, but in terms of realm, he was no match for Yang Zonglin at all.
"I didn't expect this little guy to be so powerful. It's a pity that he's still a little young, so it's hard for him to keep up with his martial arts. Otherwise, he wouldn't have to be afraid of Yang Zonglin."
Chu Yunli thought to herself. As Lin Qing's master, she had been paying attention to Mo Wen from the beginning. Mo Wen was most adept at creating miracles. However, things like the laws of heaven and earth and the realm of profundity could only be achieved by comprehending them over a long period of time. Mo Wen was only about 20 years old. If his realm of profundity was comparable to Yang Zonglin's, wouldn't that be heaven-defying?
Chu Yunli considered herself to be quite talented. She had become an Infinite Powerhouse before the age of 100. She was one of the two Young and Strong Sects in the camp of the Goddess Cult who were under 100 years old. She had learned the path of power Upanishad when she was around fifty years old. Now, she was almost one hundred years old, but she hadn't learned the embryonic form of power Upanishad yet. She understood how big the gap between the path of power Upanishad and the embryonic form was.
No matter how talented Mo Wen was, being able to comprehend the path of profundity at the age of twenty was already quite heaven-defying. Elementary Form of Profound Profundity? It was almost impossible!
Gu Jingman crossed her arms and raised her eyebrows slightly. She didn't like the look of that old man. What was he so proud of? She couldn't help but want to attack and kill that old man. However, when she recalled that Mo Wen had asked her not to attack, she stood still and didn't move.
"Little b * stard, you want to challenge the Blood Evil Temple? Do you think you're so great just because you have some brute force? I can squash you to death with just one finger," a burly man in the camp of the Blood Evil Temple said with a cold laugh.
A brat who was still wet behind the ears was also cooperating with Old Man Yang to make an enemy out of him. Wouldn't that be a joke? Even he could easily take care of this brat, let alone Old Man Yang.
However, the next moment, his smile froze on his face. He could no longer smile.
A ripple actually appeared on Mo Wen's body. It was no different from the ripples surrounding Yang Zonglin's body, but it was even more mysterious.
Once the ripple appeared, the Water Vital Qi between heaven and earth surged towards Mo Wen. In the time it took to take a few breaths, 80 percent of the Water Vital Qi within a radius of a few miles was controlled by Mo Wen. The water ripple that Yang Zonglin had formed earlier that enveloped the entire square instantly collapsed. It only stopped when it was five meters away from Yang Zonglin. However, the Water Vital Qi power that Mo Wen controlled overtook it and enveloped the entire square.
"The realm of the embryonic form of the profound meaning of water is even above mine. How is this possible?"
Yang Zonglin felt as though he was dreaming. How was this possible? How could such a thing happen? A twenty-year-old brat had actually learned the embryonic form of the profound meaning of water. Moreover, his comprehension of the profound meaning of water was even above his own!
"It can't be …"
"This …"
"Did I meet a ghost …"
…
The entire square was silent. The ancient martial art practitioners of the eight sects looked at Mo Wen as though they had seen a ghost. The embryonic form of the profound meaning of water had completely defeated Yang Zonglin!
"He's a freak …" Water Deity was also completely dumbfounded. Wasn't Mo Wen comprehending the profound meaning of fire? Moreover, he had also comprehended the profound meaning of fire. When did he comprehend the profound meaning of water as well? Moreover, he had even reached the embryonic form realm!
"Realm? Do you think that your realm is very high? "Mo Wen looked at Yang Zonglin calmly. The corner of his mouth curled into a playful smile.
"You …" Yang Zonglin was already somewhat speechless.
"I originally wanted to give it a try. Unfortunately, you are still far from it." Mo Wen shook his head. With a flick of his finger, a mass of fire clouds suddenly condensed in the sky. The fire clouds rolled over and enveloped the entire square. The little bit of Water Vital Qi around Yang Zonglin was instantly evaporated by the fire Vital Qi that had gathered.
"The embryonic form of the profound meaning of fire. How is this possible?" Among the eight major sects, an elder jumped up as though he had seen a ghost. This person had a head of red hair and a strange appearance. However, no one in the eight major sects dared to underestimate him. It was because he was an Infinite Powerhouse comparable to Yang Zonglin. He had learned the profound meaning of fire. (To be continued.)
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