When Ou Yangming caught up to the man at the speed of lightning, they happened to stop between the house halfway up the mountain and the peak.
For most people, houses that were more than halfway up the mountain were forbidden grounds on Spiritual Medicine Peak. Therefore, at this moment, no one noticed that there were two more people here.
He Yiming's figure flew to the front of that person and stood still twenty meters away. When his gaze fell on the other party's face, he couldn't help but be greatly shocked in his heart.
All along, He Yiming had been extremely proud of himself for having entered the Innate Stage when he was only 15 years old. This was because as far as he knew, most Innate Stage powerhouses had successfully entered the Innate Stage between the ages of 60 to 80.
Although there were some exceptions, being able to enter the Innate Stage at the age of 40 was already considered a rare genius.
Nevertheless, the moment He Yiming saw the man in front of him, he realized that he was not the only genius in the world.
The man's face was ordinary, and there was nothing worth mentioning about his attire. If one were to look at his appearance alone, he seemed to be a poor farmer. However, the man looked too young, he was really too young.
Although he was older than He Yiming, he was only a day older than his elder brother.
A 24-year-old Innate Stage powerhouse, and judging from the unfathomable aura that filled the man's body, He Yiming knew that he was not an Innate Stage master who had just entered the Innate Stage.
Unless the man had the experience of an epiphany like him or Cheng Fu, he would have entered the Innate Stage at least 10 years ago.
He Yiming mumbled to himself when he thought about that.
'If the man really entered the Innate Stage 10 years ago, wouldn't he be the same as me?' 'Looks like there are countless extraordinary people in the world, and I've been too narrow-minded and arrogant.'
Nonetheless, he was not the only one who felt that way. The Innate Stage master in front of him was stunned too. Judging from his look, he could not figure out that there was an Innate Stage powerhouse who was younger than him in the world.
They sized each other up and were shocked by each other's age. After some silence, He Yiming finally spoke first, "Who are you? Why did you sneak into Spiritual Medicine Peak? Don't you know that this is an important place for the Hengshan lineage, and it's not a place to be humiliated?"
The young powerhouse opened his mouth as if he wanted to explain something, but he frowned and asked, "Who are you? What's your relationship with the Hengshan lineage?"
He Yiming smiled proudly. "You don't have to worry about that, but since you're bold enough to enter Spiritual Medicine Peak, please stay here for a few days...."
The man could not help but laugh. He looked extremely conceited as he remarked, "You're really boastful."
He Yiming's eyes focused. "We'll know if I'm boastful after we try. If you're brave enough, follow me down the mountain for a fight."
They were close to the peak. He Yiming had never been here before, but he knew one should not be disturbed when one was refining pills in isolation. If 2 Innate Stage powerhouses were to fight here, it would be impossible for them not to alarm the people in the cave.
That person laughed and said, "There's no need to go through so much trouble. If you want to fight, then come at me."
He Yiming furrowed his eyebrows, and an idea crossed his mind. 'I must capture this man as soon as possible.'
Since he had made up his mind, his figure suddenly swayed like a ghost.
The eyes of the person in front of him were originally flashing with a strange and complicated brilliance. However, after seeing He Yiming's movement, his expression immediately turned solemn. Even his back was oozing with cold sweat.
All of the distracting thoughts were instantly thrown to the back of his mind. He cursed internally because he was not facing an ordinary junior at the moment, but an Innate Stage powerhouse who had the same cultivation base as him.
The powerhouse looked ridiculously young, but the forceful aura that he released was enough to make the man shudder.
In the face of such an opponent, he actually dared to be distracted. This was simply courting death.
He Yiming's swaying body seemed simple, but in the man's eyes, a cloud and mist appeared around him after He Yiming swayed his body. It was as if the person in front of him was not a person, but a human-shaped monster that was formed by clouds and mist.
At the same time, a forceful aura that was almost tangible pervaded the air, and squeezed towards him from all directions.
Just as he was about to be engulfed by He Yiming's aura, he took a deep breath. Suddenly, a powerful aura erupted from his body like a raging inferno.
He straightened his palms, and the surrounding temperature seemed to have faintly increased. Suddenly, he let out a soft shout, and like a meteor catching up with the moon, he charged in He Yiming's direction.
Wherever his feet stepped, there would be sparks, and the rising heat would suddenly form a strong heatwave. These heatwaves danced in the air, and in the midst of the clouds and mist, they were like a fire dragon that emitted endless majesty.
Under the stirring of this fire dragon-like heatwave, the clouds and mist that originally filled this space began to slowly dissipate.
He Yiming sneered in his heart. He did not expect that this man was also a Xiantian expert like Cheng Fu. However, looking at this man's strength, it seemed that he was a bit stronger than Cheng Fu.
However, among all the Xiantian experts, He Yiming was undoubtedly the most experienced in dealing with fire attribute experts.
He turned his body, and suddenly took a strange step.
This step was not complicated, and its only characteristic was that it was fast!
One step, two steps, three steps …
When he took the third step, it was suddenly out of control. His feet had already left countless afterimages in the void, and he seemed to have stepped through all the spaces in this area at the same time.
The mountain rain continued, covering the earth.
At this moment, He Yiming's mind flashed with the image of the mountain rain.
He had once used the glaive to manifest the endless Mountain Rain Saber Force. With one slash, he had killed more than 200 people.
This time, after the battle with the Two-headed Spiritual Beast in the canyon and the feeling of the five elements combining into one, his understanding of saber techniques and body movements had improved again.
Although he didn't have a glaive in his hand right now, he could already successfully infuse the momentum of the mountain rain into his Soaring Technique of Clouds and Rain. At this moment, he turned his palm into a blade and released the essence of this move.
In an instant, the sparks that were gradually boiling in the surroundings were extinguished and disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if a forest fire that had not yet spread had suddenly encountered a downpour that was rarely seen in a hundred years.
That man's face suddenly revealed a trace of horror. The fire attribute Cultivation Method that he practiced had already reached an extremely powerful level. Although this was not the Power of Fire that was produced from an epiphany, his fire attribute Cultivation Method was extremely special. In terms of power, it was definitely not inferior to other fire attribute Xiantian experts who had the experience of an epiphany.
However, he did not expect that this unbelievably young Xiantian expert in front of him would have such a powerful ability. His every move was like carrying a vast ocean of water. His Power of Fire did not even have the chance to unleash its true power before it was completely dispersed by him.
His face was extremely solemn, but he did not panic in his heart.
Seeing He Yiming's newly condensed cloud-like momentum pressing towards him, he suddenly took a deep breath.
This breath was so long, as if he did not have the lung capacity of a human, but that of an ancient dragon. That breath was so long that it made one's hair stand on end.
The surrounding air seemed to have solidified at this moment. He Yiming suddenly realized that his cloud seemed to have encountered a strange entanglement. Like an invisible net, it had completely dispersed from that man's body and was attacking back.
He Yiming felt a very familiar aura from this power.
The Withered Wood Skill.
One of the two top Houtian martial arts of the Xu family, the Withered Wood Art, had a very similar feeling to this aura.
At this moment, He Yiming suddenly understood that the person in front of him was indeed extraordinarily powerful. Even if Cheng Fu was here, he would definitely not be his opponent.
This was because this person was actually a Xiantian expert who cultivated both fire and wood.
Although Cheng Fu also cultivated both fire and earth, he had only been promoted to a Xiantian Master for more than 20 years. Although he had experienced an epiphany once, he could only cultivate to a higher level in the Power of Fire. As for the Power of Earth, it was not that Cheng Fu did not want to learn it, but that he simply did not have the time.
However, the young man in front of him was indeed far more terrifying than Cheng Fu.
He clearly cultivated both fire and wood. Not only did he cultivate the Power of Fire to a level close to the Dacheng level, even the Power of Wood seemed to have reached an achievement that was not inferior to the Power of Fire.
At this moment, the genuine Qi in his body changed. Immediately, it was like a withered wood. The aura of his whole body was close to being completely restrained. It gave people the feeling that the person in front of them was not a person, but an incomparably huge towering tree.
This was the first time He Yiming had encountered a Xiantian expert of the Wood Element. As his palms bombarded his opponent like a torrential storm, he muttered to himself.
How old was this person? He was about the same age as Big Brother. Not only was he already a Xiantian expert, but he also cultivated both elements to such a powerful level. How in the world did he cultivate? Could it be that in this world, he was not the only one who had obtained a fortuitous encounter at the bottom of the lake?
Under the Soaring Cloud Rain Technique, He Yiming's figure was as fast as lightning. His hands formed a series of hand seals continuously.
At this moment, the wind, clouds, rain, and fog all seemed to fuse together, forming a huge net that seemed to be able to cover even the sky.
However, he soon discovered that the way of the five elements was indeed everywhere.
His opponent's martial arts technique was clearly a kind of Xiantian combat skill. This combat skill seemed to be very simple, but it was this extremely simple movement that had endless defensive power.
Since he had been promoted to the Xiantian realm, even if he did not use the Hidden Needle Seal, He Yiming could stimulate his genuine Qi and hurt his opponent within a few meters.
But this time, He Yiming had stimulated hundreds of streams of genuine Qi, but every time he hit his opponent's body, it was as if he had stabbed a withered tree, making a dry crackling sound.
Just like that day on the top of the mountain, although it was drizzling everywhere, the towering trees in the forest were not affected at all.
They were still standing proudly, as if they could stand tall and straight in the same place, and even for a long time.
For the first time, he felt that although his wind, clouds, rain, and fog were powerful, these forces seemed to be too illusory.
If he encountered an opponent who was not as good as him, he could naturally trap the real with the illusory and win. However, if he were to encounter an opponent of similar strength, and this opponent was an experienced and prudent person who cultivated a cultivation method that could faintly restrain him, then among these few types of powers, he would seriously lack the power to determine the outcome of the battle with a single strike.
He calmed himself down and tried to comprehend his opponent's cultivation method. He wanted to find out where he was lacking. The best way to do this was to learn from someone of the same level or even someone slightly stronger than him.
He Yiming was familiar with this practice. After a while, He Yiming had firmly memorized the man's moves. He even understood how his opponent's genuine Qi flowed.
If the opponent knew He Yiming's gains at the moment, he would be shocked and tongue-tied, unable to say anything.
Finally, He Yiming's eyes showed a satisfied smile. He had almost understood what he wanted to know.
Since that was the case, he was no longer interested in continuing to delay.
His body, which was like the wind, clouds, and mist, suddenly stopped. From a state of extreme movement, he suddenly changed into a state of extreme stillness. How difficult was this? Even a Xiantian master might not be able to do it easily.
After all, Xiantian Masters used powerful Xiantian Combat Skills, and it was not easy to master these Combat Skills to the point where they could use them as they pleased.
The man's pupils constricted again, and he suddenly felt an extremely strong sense of fear.
Just as he was horrified and did not understand what had happened, he saw He Yiming raise his hands.
At this moment, his hands were emitting a metallic luster, as if they had suddenly turned into a huge machete, exuding a fierce murderous aura in the wind.
The man's heart inexplicably felt a trace of fear. This was a situation he had never felt when facing an expert of the same level.
He narrowed his eyes and circulated his Genuine Qi. He had already recognized that He Yiming was definitely using the power of the Gold Attribute, and the Wood Attribute Cultivation Method he was using at this moment was coincidentally restrained by it.
He wanted to change the attribute of the Cultivation Method, but he was in a hurry, so how could he do it?
At this moment, the man sighed bitterly in his heart.
Where did this freak come from? Not only did he master the true essence of so many powers, but he also had an inexplicable uniqueness in the transformation of Cultivation Methods.
From the extreme yin to the extreme soft wind, rain, and mist, the sudden change to the extreme hard and strong metal attribute cultivation method was unexpectedly so easy, as if there was not the slightest hindrance in the process.
At this moment, the only thought in his mind was, "How did this guy do it?"
With a loud bang, a loud explosion erupted on this deserted road.
Thirty-six Splitting Mountain Forms, the sixteenth form.
Although this form was not the full force attack He Yiming used after using the Five Elements Circulation, it was still the same as before. Moreover, before performing this attack, he did not use the Rolling Stone Fist to accumulate the momentum in the fist technique.
Nevertheless, he suddenly performed it at this moment, and its power was so strong that it actually broke through the man's defensive stance in an instant. Like a huge mountain-splitting axe, it instantly cut down the towering tree.
The man's body suddenly flew up, and the Genuine Qi in his body surged like boiling water. He was almost unable to hold it in and vomited blood.
Just as He Yiming's feet landed on the ground, he instantly sensed that the man's body was injured. Under the guidance of the man's Qi, his momentum instantly soared, and his eyes shone brightly. He exerted force in his feet and chased after the man like lightning.
Using his palm as a blade, he brandished the Thirty-six Splitting Mountain Forms in his hand and continuously slashed at that person. For a moment, that person was forced into dire straits and complained incessantly.
He Yiming did not know the man's background, so he did not want to kill him. Otherwise, although the attack earlier would not have killed him, it would have at least seriously injured him.
He Yiming knew that the loud noise earlier must have alerted his grandfather and the others.
This was the Spiritual Medicine Peak's forbidden area, after all, so they could not let their guard down.
In the blink of an eye, several figures dashed over. They were all around 40 to 50 years old. As soon as they saw the faces of the two people who were fighting, their faces changed. They did not hesitate to draw their weapons and shouted as they charged forward without caring about their own safety.
He Yiming was so angry that he rolled his eyes. Over the past five days, he had met a few of these people a few times, so he knew that they were the Spiritual Medicine Peak's third-generation disciples, and were considered He Wude's juniors.
Their fathers more or less had some friendship with He Wude. Although they were not friends who had entrusted their lives to each other, they were at least acquaintances. Although they had not seen each other for 40 years, these old people still got along well with each other when they met.
In terms of strength, these people's cultivation was not too bad. Most of them were around the seventh or eighth level of inner force, and one of them was even at the ninth level. If they were to cultivate in an environment like Hengshan, it would not be a problem for them to reach the peak of the tenth level of inner force in the future.
If they were in the Tianluo Kingdom, they would naturally be able to show off their cultivation, and they would be the target of all the aristocratic families.
However, the battle between him and the man was a battle between Innate Stage experts.
With these people's cultivation, they did not know the severity of the situation and overestimated themselves by getting involved. Were they not courting death?
Although these people were unrelated to him, this was Hengshan after all. If his grandfather knew that these people died in front of him, even if his grandfather did not blame him, he would not be able to absolve himself from the blame.
He sighed softly. If these people had come a moment later, he might have been able to injure or even take down this young Innate Stage expert.
As He Yiming sighed in his heart, he changed the technique in his hand. The Thirty-six Splitting Mountain Forms that looked like a giant axe suddenly changed into a misty handprint technique.
In an instant, he turned around and stood between the man and the people from Spiritual Medicine Peak.
Don't look at how this person seemed to have his hands and feet tied under He Yiming's hands. He was forced to be flustered and even had the danger of being injured and dying at any time. If he were to be in the middle of a group of Acquired Stage cultivators who were only at the seventh or eighth level of inner force, he would definitely be like a tiger in a flock of sheep. He could easily kill someone with a raise of his hand. Therefore, He Yiming naturally did not dare to let him come into contact with the crowd.
However, when the man saw He Yiming's action, his face flushed with anger.
Although they had fought for no reason just now, they didn't have much resentment towards each other. However, when He Yiming stood between him and the Spiritual Medicine Peak disciple who had caught up with him, the man's emotions suddenly fluctuated violently. The murderous aura on his body instantly grew stronger.
He Yiming felt like he was an injured beast, and it stimulated the man's determination to fight with his life on the line.
Unfortunately, he did not gain any advantage at all from He Yiming's attack. Therefore, although he was angry, there was nothing he could do. Seeing that those people were quickly approaching, the man's eyes suddenly showed a hint of pleading in addition to his anger.
He Yiming instantly saw through the man's expression, and he could not help but feel curious.
He suddenly had a strange thought. 'Is this man acquainted with the Spiritual Medicine Peak disciples? Is that why he doesn't want to meet them face to face?'
'He's only an Innate Master, so why would he be afraid of these insignificant Acquired Stage cultivators in the eyes of people at his level?'
However, just as the thought surfaced, He Yiming's face suddenly changed.
This was because he had already "heard" that those people were approaching, but they did not go around him to attack the person in front of him. Instead, they raised their weapons and waved them at him without mercy.
There was a flash of anger in He Yiming's eyes. These people were acquainted with him. Although he had only met some of them once, they were indiscriminately stabbing him the moment they met. They were really going too far.
He scoffed angrily, and his essential Qi surged. Even his sleeves and robe fluttered without any wind, as if he had suddenly turned into a huge balloon filled with air.
However, no matter how angry he was, it was impossible for him to kill these people.
Therefore, he surged his essential Qi to teach these people a lesson. At the very least, he wanted to flick their weapons away as punishment.
However, at this moment, he saw the person in front of him also change his expression and scream, "No, retreat!"
He Yiming was slightly stunned, and he was suspicious. 'Can you make the third-generation disciples of the Spiritual Medicine Peak retreat with just one sentence?'
However, something even stranger happened.
After these people heard the person's scream, they immediately withdrew their weapons and retreated without hesitation.
When they did this, they did it without thinking. It was almost as if they subconsciously followed this person's orders.
It was as if the person had a supreme position in their hearts. Not to mention withdrawing their weapons and retreating, even if the person asked them to touch their necks with their swords, they would do it without hesitation.
He Yiming's eyes narrowed. He was not an idiot, and after witnessing this scene, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have made a huge mistake.
Both of He Yiming's feet slightly paused, and he had already leaped backwards as if he was flying. He sized up the ridiculously young Innate Ranker in front of him with an astonished expression.
When the person saw He Yiming retreating, he was more than happy, so he did not dare to chase after him. He quickly took the time to adjust his breath and looked at He Yiming cautiously.
Although the fight just now was short, after witnessing He Yiming's strength, he was already fearful. Simply put, he was scared of being beaten up!
This was because he clearly knew that He Yiming had already shown mercy when he had suddenly converted his inner strength into a palm strike. Even if the two of them were to fight again, he did not have the confidence to win.
He Yiming looked suspiciously at the Spiritual Medicine Peak disciples who appeared here. These people were all holding weapons and glaring at each other angrily. It seemed like they would draw their swords at any moment if they didn't agree with each other.
He Yiming blinked and turned around. He cupped his hands at the young Innate Stage powerhouse and asked, "I'm He Yiming. May I know your name, sir?"
When the person saw that He Yiming did not seem like he was going to attack again, he was half relieved. Faced with He Yiming's question, he did not dare to be negligent. He returned the salute and said, "What a coincidence, I's surname is also He."
"I?"
He Yiming's bad feeling grew stronger, especially when he heard the person's old-fashioned yet natural tone. He even had the urge to run away.
All of a sudden, a few people rushed over from halfway up the mountain. He Wujie, He Wude, and He Laibao were among them.
It was obvious that they came from the houses further up the mountain. Although their martial arts were far superior to the third-generation Spiritual Medicine Peak disciples, they were still a step behind.
When they got closer and saw the young man, He Wude and He Laibao stood still like wooden statues. They stared at the person in front of them dumbfoundedly, and there seemed to be some kind of crystal liquid swirling in their eyes.
He Yiming was also dumbfounded. He never knew that when an old man was excited to the extreme, he would burst forth with something that would make people's hearts beat faster.
Nevertheless, his heart sank like a piece of lead. He was afraid that he had made a mistake this time.
All of a sudden, He Wude and He Laibao walked out from the crowd at the same time. They arrived in front of the young man and knelt down like jade pillars.
They respectfully kowtowed with sincerity that could be clearly sensed by anyone.
For a moment, the place was silent. Only the sound of the two old men kowtowing could be heard.
After kowtowing three times, He Wude looked up and said, "Master, I'm back."
The young man's face showed an extremely gratified smile. He reached out to pull He Wude and He Laibao up and said, "It's … good that you're back."
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