"What? You want the Old Man to take three of your moves? "Zhenren Ziyang had a strange expression on his face.
"That's right. What do you think, Fellow Daoist Qin?" Wang Changsheng narrowed his eyes and asked with a smile.
"Alright. May I know where Wang Daoyou wants to fight?" Zhenren Ziyang asked with a serious expression.
"Let's find a place in the market! I'll let Tang Daoyou arrange it, "Wang Changsheng said without hesitation.
Wang Changsheng was looking for a late-stage Yuanying cultivator to test the power of his abilities and magic treasures when Zhenren Ziyang happened to bump into him. He naturally wouldn't let go of this excellent opportunity.
He wanted to use this opportunity to see the difference between himself and a late-stage Yuanying cultivator. He also wanted to use this opportunity to warn Zhenren Ziyang not to treat him as an ordinary Yuanying cultivator.
After leaving the pavilion, Wang Changsheng suggested to Tang Xuanji that he find a place to spar with Zhenren Ziyang. Tang Xuanji was stunned at first, but he quickly recovered and agreed.
After the time it took to finish a cup of tea, Wang Changsheng, Mu Wanwan, and Zhenren Ziyang followed Tang Xuanji to a spacious basement.
A thick layer of blue light was attached to the walls. In the center of the room, there was a round stone platform that was several hundred feet in size.
"Wang Daoyou, Fellow Daoist Qin, you can spar on the round platform! The Old Man will activate the formation in a moment. You can spar on the platform without any worries, "Tang Xuanji said as he pointed at the round platform.
Reverend Zi Yang's body flashed, and appeared on the round platform in a flash.
"Be careful, Husband," Mu Wanwan said with concern.
Wang Changsheng nodded and lightly tapped the ground with his right foot. He flew up and landed firmly on the round platform, a thousand feet away from Zhenren Ziyang.
Tang Xuanji flipped his palm and a palm-sized yellow formation disk appeared in his hand.
He cast several spells on the yellow formation disk. The round platform suddenly emitted a bright yellow light and dense yellow runes appeared on the stone platform.
Yellow runes surged out of the stone slabs in a frenzy before transforming into a massive yellow light barrier that enshrouded the entire platform.
"Wang Daoyou, use whatever abilities you have," Zhenren Ziyang said with his hands behind his back.
Wang Changsheng patted the storage bag on his waist and a palm-sized trident flew out. The trident swayed in the wind and grew to ten feet long. It then fell into Wang Changsheng's hand.
He took a deep breath and poured the magic power in his body into the trident. The trident suddenly emitted a bright light. He gently shook the trident in his hand and the three tips suddenly turned green.
He waved the trident in his hand toward the opposite side. A green light flashed, and a three-hundred-feet-long green saber Qi flashed out. It slashed toward Master Zi Yang with an astonishing momentum.
Zhenren Ziyang saw this and a dignified expression appeared on his face.
He opened his mouth and a five-foot-long purple saber flew out and fell into his hand.
He gently swung the purple saber forward and a layer of purple flame appeared on the surface of the purple saber without warning.
The purple saber in Zhenren Ziyang's hand suddenly slashed toward the opposite side. A purple light flashed and a seventy to eighty feet long purple flame blade flashed and met the green Blade Qi head-on.
"Hong long!" A loud sound rang out. As soon as the cyan blade qi and the purple flame blade made contact, a powerful blast of air immediately erupted. The two sides were locked in a stalemate. After the cyan blade qi flashed a few times, it collapsed. The purple flame blade quickly flew towards Immortal Wang.
Wang Changsheng snorted and his lips moved a few times. His right fist shone with a golden light and he fiercely punched toward the purple flame blade.
The golden light flashed and a golden fist shadow of several feet in size flashed and quickly met the purple flame blade.
A tremendous noise sounded. The golden fist image collided with the purple flame blade. The golden fist image flickered crazily a few times, and then it scattered. The purple flame blade also shrunk to ten zhang in size, hacking fiercely at Immortal Wang.
Wang Changsheng's lips moved a few times and a thick golden light curtain appeared around his body.
With a muffled sound, the purple flame blade struck the golden light curtain. The golden light curtain flashed a few times and the purple flame blade disappeared without a trace.
When Zhenren Ziyang saw this, his eyes flashed with a trace of surprise. He didn't hold back at all in this attack. An ordinary Yuanying cultivator wouldn't be able to block it.
Wang Changsheng's face revealed a trace of surprise, but he quickly returned to normal.
"Wang Daoyou, you still have two moves," Zhenren Ziyang said in a deep voice.
Wang Changsheng took out a shining silver talisman and slapped it on his body. With a flash of silver light, a miniature bird shadow appeared above Wang Changsheng's head.
A clear bird cry sounded and the miniature bird shadow spread its wings. After circling around, it disappeared into Wang Changsheng's body.
Wang Changsheng's body suddenly emitted a bright silver light. After the silver light faded, a large silver bird several feet in size was revealed.
The large silver bird was silver with countless silver arcs circling its body. Its feathers were as hard as steel and its claws were like hooks.
On the head of the large silver bird, there was a human face. It was Wang Changsheng.
"Spirit Subjugation Talisman! Isn't this the secret talisman unique to the Taiqing Palace? "Zhenren Ziyang's expression changed and he couldn't help but exclaim.
The large silver bird flapped its wings and with a thunderous roar, the large silver bird disappeared.
Reverend Zi Yang's face changed. He seemed to have thought of something. With a flick of his sleeve, a palm-sized purple flag flew out from it. The flag expanded in the wind, and a purple flame could be seen on its surface.
Zhenren Ziyang struck the purple flag with an incantation sign. The purple flag suddenly emitted a bright light and a large purple flame surged out of the flag, engulfing Zhenren Ziyang.
As soon as he finished doing all this, a silver light flashed above his head. A large silver bird several feet in size appeared without any warning.
Wang Changsheng's eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness. The large silver bird opened its mouth and spat out a thick silver thunderbolt towards Zhenren Ziyang.
Almost at the same time as the large silver bird appeared, Zhenren Ziyang's lips moved a few times. His clothes suddenly lit up with a dazzling five-colored light and a thick five-colored light curtain appeared around his body.
With a loud rumble, the silver thunderbolt struck the five-colored light curtain and a large amount of silver lightning engulfed the five-colored light curtain.
After the silver light faded, the five-colored light curtain was still there, but its light was slightly dimmer.
The large silver bird let out an ear-piercing screech and a silver sound wave flashed out.
The purple flame around Zhenren Ziyang flashed wildly a few times and dispersed. The five-colored light curtain's surface flashed wildly.
Zhenren Ziyang's eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness. The long purple saber in his hand was about to slash at the large silver bird.
The large silver bird flapped its wings and with a flash of silver light, it disappeared.
In the next moment, the large silver bird appeared a thousand feet in front of Zhenren Ziyang. With a flash of silver light, Wang Changsheng returned to his human form. A glittering silver talisman fell off his body and he put it away.
"I didn't expect Fellow Daoist Qin to be wearing a defensive treasured robe," Wang Changsheng said with some surprise.
Treasured robes referred to magic treasure-level robes, which were of a higher level.
"The Old Man also didn't expect that Wang Daoyou would have a Spirit Subjugation Talisman refined from the soul of a grade nine demon beast. If the Old Man remembers correctly, the Spirit Subjugation Talisman is a secret talisman unique to the Taiqing Palace. It wouldn't be easily passed on. Could it be that Wang Daoyou killed a Yuanying cultivator from the Taiqing Palace? Or could it be that Wang Daoyou is actually from the Taiqing Palace? "Zhenren Ziyang said with a gloomy expression.
"I only obtained a Spirit Subjugation Talisman by chance. It's not like what Fellow Daoist Qin said," Wang Changsheng said vaguely.
The confusion in Zhenren Ziyang's eyes didn't lessen. He immediately thought of something and said indifferently, "There's still one last move."
Wang Changsheng nodded and touched the storage bag at his waist. With a flash of golden light, a shiny golden glove appeared on his hand.
There were golden scales on the golden glove, as if it was refined from many golden scales. The golden glove emitted strong spiritual power fluctuations.
This glove was called the Golden Scale Glove. Wang Changsheng found it in the treasury of the Greater One Sect. It was a magic treasure specially made for Body Cultivators. Only Body Cultivators with strong physical bodies could display its great power.
He put the golden glove on his right hand and shouted. The golden glove suddenly emitted a golden light.
His lips slightly moved a few times and his body suddenly emitted a golden light. His right fist fiercely smashed forward.
With a flash of golden light, a huge golden fist of several tens of feet in size flashed out and quickly smashed toward the opposite side.
Wherever the huge golden fist passed, the void distorted and made a whistling sound.
Wang Changsheng didn't hold back in the slightest in this punch.
After releasing this fist, Immortal Wang's face paled. It was clear that this strike exhausted quite a bit of his magical force.
Zhenren Ziyang's face changed. He fiercely slashed forward with the purple long saber in his hand. A seventy to eighty feet long purple flame blade flashed out and met the attack.
With a loud bang, the huge golden fist collided with the purple flame blade. The purple flame blade flashed a few times and then collapsed.
Without the obstruction of the purple flame blade, the huge golden fist quickly smashed toward Zhenren Ziyang.
Zhenren Ziyang's face sank. With a shake of his sleeve, a small purple shield the size of a palm flew out. It grew to the height of a person and blocked in front of Zhenren Ziyang.
The giant golden fist smashed into the purple shield, and the purple shield flashed violently. Several small cracks appeared on the surface of the shield, and they quickly spread.
With a bang, the purple shield shattered and the huge golden fist smashed into the five-colored light curtain.
The surface of the five-colored light curtain flashed wildly and then dimmed.
Zhenren Ziyang's face changed greatly. He frantically injected his spiritual power into the treasured clothes and the five-colored light curtain quickly returned to normal. A thin layer of sweat also appeared on Zhenren Ziyang's face.
The huge golden fist flashed a few times and then collapsed into golden light spots.
After witnessing the entire battle, Tang Xuanji's eyes flashed with a touch of horror. He never thought that Wang Changsheng's magical power would be so much more powerful than before in less than a hundred years.
Mu Wanwan's face was full of surprise. She also didn't think that Wang Changsheng would have such a powerful magical power. If she helped from the side and Ye Mingyue, they were certain that they could kill Zhenren Ziyang.
Reverend Zi Yang exhaled deeply. His eyes were filled with fear as he looked at Wang Changsheng. If it weren't for the fact that his Five Elements Armor was a high-grade magic treasure, he might have been killed by Wang Changsheng's punch just now.
Although Wang Changsheng was only a mid-stage Yuanying cultivator, his strength was not much weaker than a late-stage Yuanying cultivator. If it was a battle of life and death, it was hard to say who would win.
"Wang Daoyou, the Old Man wants to discuss the deal with you again. This time, the Old Man is more sincere. How about it?" Zhenren Ziyang said in a deep voice.
Wang Changsheng smiled, nodded, and said, "No problem."
Tang Xuanji hit the formation plate with several spells. The yellow light curtain flashed a few times and then disappeared.
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