The golden ancient chariot soared through the sky while rumbling resounded in the horizon, and it seemed as if even space itself was trembling.
This chariot was extraordinary. It was engraved with the sun, moon, stars, flowers, birds, fish, and insects, as well as all living creatures. It seemed capable of suppressing all worlds, and its brilliance drowned out the world.
Wang Teng sat in it, shining with golden light. Nine True Dragons, nine Divine Phoenixes, nine White Tigers, and nine Black Tortoises guarded the four corners. Clouds filled the sky, as if a celestial emperor was patrolling.
"North Emperor, Wang Teng is here!"
"As expected of the legendary reincarnation of a Great Emperor. With this aura, he'll probably be invincible in the world in a few more decades!"
"The North Emperor has been invincible among the younger generation for a long time!"
The surrounding people were in an uproar when they saw Wang Teng's appearance, and they all looked at him with different expressions.
"Bah, bullshit North Emperor. He's just a despicable person with a bit better luck," Jiang Huairen, who stood next to Ye Xuan, cursed in a low voice.
"What's there to be proud of? It's just a broken chariot. Back in the day, Big Brother also had one. Although it only had two wheels, it was a Flying Pigeon brand." Pang Bo also spoke at this time, but there was a hint of jealousy in his voice.
When Li Heishui and the others asked Pang Bo what a Flying Pigeon brand was, they couldn't help but laugh after hearing Pang Bo's explanation.
"Let go of my little brother!" Wang Teng stood on the Celestial Emperor's chariot, his eyes cold and emotionless.
Ye Xuan's lips curled at Wang Teng's behavior. He didn't look at Wang Teng, but instead took a sip of wine and leisurely said, "This sovereign isn't used to raising his neck to talk to people."
"Yes, Holy Venerable!" As soon as he finished speaking, the black ape who'd been sitting at the side all this time stood up and bowed respectfully. After that, he stretched out his palm and slapped it towards the golden chariot in midair.
"Hmph!" Wang Teng snorted and formed a True Dragon Seal. Like a celestial emperor subduing demons, he slammed it down on the black ape.
Boom!!!
With a rumble, the entire space trembled. Then, a total of 108 dragons appeared in the air. The roars of the dragons shook the heavens, resounding through the universe.
It was the same True Dragon Seal, but in Wang Teng's hands, it was many times stronger.
The spectating cultivators on the street saw Wang Teng's True Dragon Seal and the one hundred and eight true dragons descending upon them. Many cultivators were so scared that their legs went soft. They quickly flew away, afraid that they would be suppressed by the one hundred and eight true dragons if they were too late.
Puff! Puff! Pu! ~ ~ ~
However, what the cultivators imagined did not happen. After the 108 True Dragons roared and charged toward the giant palm, they were like eggs smashing into a rock. Not only did they fail to harm the giant palm, but they also exploded.
The giant palm didn't stop and continued forward.
At this moment, Wang Teng's eyes turned solemn. The golden chariot erupted with dazzling golden light, trying to split the giant palm.
However, when Wang Teng wanted to dodge, he suddenly realized that the golden chariot beneath him, which was comparable to an Emperor Divine Weapon, could not move at all.
Wang Teng's face changed as he felt a tremendous pressure lock onto him. Two beams of light shot out from his eyes, and he reached out to grab the holy sword on his back.
Clang!!!
A soft hum resounded through the heavens and earth. Then, beams of holy light shot out from the holy sword, and a boundless might burst forth, rushing in all directions. Even space itself seemed to be torn apart.
"That's … the Celestial Thearch Sword, Wang Teng's most powerful Divine Weapon!"
"I heard that this Celestial Thearch Sword went through more than ten Heavenly Tribulations with Wang Teng, and it once killed a Ruler of the Dao Severing Realm!"
"That burly man in black looks like that person's servant, but he forced Wang Teng to use the Celestial Thearch Sword with just one palm!"
"Who can compete with the Celestial Thearch Sword? The North Thearch will definitely kill that person! "
With the sword in hand, Wang Teng seemed to have turned into a Heavenly Sword. He swung his right hand and slashed at the giant palm.
Rumble!!!
The void shook, and the houses and the ground below were cut open. The mountains in the distance were collapsing, and the palm slashed upward.
However, at this moment, the giant palm suddenly released a wisp of aura. When this wisp of aura appeared, a dense rain of light suddenly appeared in the void. It was as if many flying swords were slashing down. They were dazzling and turned into beams of glaring divine light.
"This is … the aura of a Sage!" Once this aura appeared, the people below screamed and revealed expressions of extreme fear. Most of the cultivators felt as if their bodies were about to be torn apart, and their spiritual souls were trembling. One by one, they fell to the ground.
Boom!!!
The ground shook, and to everyone's horror, they saw the insufferably arrogant Wang Teng and the chariot refined by the Monarch being slapped into the ground like flies. A deep pit was blasted out, and smoke and dust rose into the sky.
However, at this moment, no one cared about Wang Teng, who was the legendary reincarnation of the Ancient Emperor. Instead, their gazes fell on the few people sitting by the window on the third floor of the Drunken Immortal Inn. They were extremely shocked.
No one expected that the burly man in black, who seemed to be the servant of Ye Fan's master, was actually a Sage.
Something's not right. Some experts with extremely high cultivation bases could see some suspicious points. He shouldn't be a Sage, but a half-Saint instead.
However, even if he was just a half-Saint, in this place where a second-level immortal-foundation expert could become the Sacred Lord of a dynasty, and a Dao Severing King could dominate an entire region, a half-Saint was definitely a terrifying existence.
Grand completion kings stood on the ninth minor step of the immortal-foundation realm, while half-Saints were even more mysterious. They already had one foot in the fourth-level of immortal-foundation. Just this one step was enough to change the heavens and earth. The distance between them couldn't be measured with just a single step.
Sages, surpassed the limits of humans. This was why they were given the word 'Sage'. It was like a fish transforming into a dragon, a qualitative change from the very foundation of a cultivator.
Even if a grand completion Dao Severing King had heaven-defying talent and had the ability to break through to the sixth or seventh level, they still wouldn't be able to break through to the Sage Realm.
Even if Wang Teng's talent was truly heaven-defying, and he had once obtained the inheritance of the Ancient Chaos Immortal Emperor, as well as a half-Saint sword that had survived over ten calamities with him, as well as many secret arts that allowed him to break through to the sixth or seventh level, he still couldn't break through to the second-level of immortal-foundation.
What made these people even more terrified was that this mysterious master of the Sage Body didn't only have a servant of the burly black-robed man. There were three others sitting beside him, and from the looks of it, their statuses should be similar to the burly black-robed man as well. Could it be that these three were also half-Saints or even Sages?
If this was really the case, how terrifying would the cultivation base of his master, who could subdue a half-Saint and even a Sage Body, be?
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