In the void of the universe, it was vast and boundless.
The passage was like an endless stream of light, spreading rapidly from the Cang Lan World to the front. The speed was extremely fast, and the end was the Lingwu Holy World.
In the passage, a figure was protected by an invisible force, moving forward quickly with the stream of light. It was Chen Zong.
He returned to the Cang Lan World in a hurry, but unexpectedly, there was a major change in the Cang Lan World. Fortunately, his strength was not weak, and he had a very significant improvement in the Cang Lan World. Finally, he pacified the chaos of the demon race and the demon path, saved the common people, and fulfilled all kinds of wishes. He had no regrets.
Today, he bid farewell to his master and family, left the Cang Lan World, and returned to the Lingwu Holy World.
After spending a month with his family, Chen Zong did not deliberately cultivate, nor did he take the initiative to cultivate. He spent a lot of time with his family, occasionally looking at the water and the sky. Unknowingly, his state of mind improved greatly.
Although his cultivation did not improve, his state of mind improved greatly, which was also very important.
The state of mind determined the height.
The higher you stood, the farther you could see.
This time, returning to the Lingwu Holy World, Chen Zong wanted to cultivate wholeheartedly and pursue a higher path.
The stream of light attacked, and the tyrannical power, like a divine sword descending, silently tore a hole in the world barrier of the Lingwu Holy World.
That hole was insignificant to the entire Lingwu Holy World, but it was enough for Chen Zong to pass through.
As soon as he entered the world barrier of the Lingwu Holy World, pure and majestic Heaven and Earth Origin Qi surged from all directions, wrapping Chen Zong's body.
Immediately, wisps of Heaven and Earth Origin Qi crazily drilled into Chen Zong's body. The eight spiritual wheels rotated at full speed, quickly refining. His whole body felt as if he was soaked in a hot spring, and his whole body was comfortable. This wonderful feeling made Chen Zong squint his eyes.
The Cang Lan World was not as good as the Lingwu Holy World. There was only Heaven and Earth Origin Qi, but not Heaven and Earth Origin Qi.
Heaven and Earth Origin Qi was a level lower than Heaven and Earth Origin Qi in essence.
Therefore, Chen Zong, who cultivated the cultivation methods of the Lingwu Sacred World, found it difficult to improve much in the Blue Billow World. Even when his body was under the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it was also unable to be nourished.
Now that he had returned to the Lingwu Sacred World, it was like rain after a long drought. He recklessly absorbed the energy of the world to nourish his body.
Chen Zong's cultivation gradually improved because of his high state of mind.
In the Lingwu Holy World, with Chen Zong's current cultivation, he could not fly directly. He could only summon the white cloud and slowly descend.
When Chen Zong landed on the ground, he made a breakthrough in his Qi Refining cultivation.
Eighth Layer Transcendent Realm middle stage!
In Blue Wave World, Chen Zong's Qi Refining cultivation had reached the early stage of Transcendent Realm Eighth Layer. Now that he had returned to the Lingwu Holy World, his superb state of mind and the numerous life and death battles in Blue Wave World had stimulated his potential, allowing him to break through and stabilize his Qi Refining cultivation.
Immediately, Chen Zong's face lit up with joy and he quickly sat down cross-legged.
Before this, Chen Zong had already used his spiritual sense to scan the surroundings. There was no danger.
Circulating the White Cloud Ultimate Art, his spiritual energy surged endlessly and surpassed his limits.
After half an hour, Chen Zong's spiritual energy fluctuations became purer and stronger.
Breakthrough!
This time, he had broken through to the fifteenth level of the White Cloud Ultimate Art.
As a Spiritual Level Top Grade Cultivation Method, the White Cloud Extreme True Technique had at least eighteen levels. However, there were very few outer sect disciples who could cultivate the White Cloud Extreme True Technique to the eighteenth level. Even those in the top ten of the Yun Leaderboard could not do so.
The fifteenth level was already a very high level. Among all the outer sect disciples in White Cloud Mountain, it was definitely one of the best.
Moreover, Chen Zong's fifteenth level was not a simple fifteenth level. The purity of the White Cloud Ultimate Art's spiritual energy was comparable to the seventeenth level, or even slightly better. It was between the seventeenth and eighteenth levels.
With a breakthrough in his cultivation and Cultivation Technique, his Qi Refining cultivation had become stronger. His overall strength had also become stronger.
Exhaling, Chen Zong shot out a breath like a sword and stood up.
Looking around, there was a barren mountain in the distance. Chen Zong spread out his spiritual sense.
The rules of the Lingwu Holy World were more perfect than those of the Canglan World. Therefore, the degree of suppression was greater. Here, the range of spiritual sense was far less than that of the Canglan World.
However, Chen Zong's liquefied soul was more powerful, so was his spiritual sense. Even a cultivator at the peak of the ninth level of the Transcendent Realm could not compare with Chen Zong's spiritual sense.
Half-saint level!
Now, Chen Zong's spiritual sense had reached the Half-saint level. In terms of quality, it was even better than that of a Half-saint.
After carefully sensing, Chen Zong made a choice. He used the Heavenly Crane Windchaser Movement Technique. As if he had turned into a white crane, he spread his wings and flew in a beautiful arc in the air, disappearing into the distance.
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At the foot of the Green Bamboo Mountain, a figure stood tall.
The cyan robe was close to his body. It was as soft as silk and rippled like water. His figure was slender and his aura was elegant. As the breeze blew, he seemed to be drifting in the wind.
The young man in the cyan robe had a smooth face, like a white jade, exuding a hazy halo. His eyes were closed, and his aura was gentle. His breathing was almost undetectable. His whole person seemed to have merged with the world.
Not long after, three more figures flew over from the distance and stopped a few thousand meters away from the young man in the cyan robe.
"He has merged with the world. No wonder he is the chosen one of the Ethereal Heavenly Palace."
"Of course. Senior Brother Mu is the second strongest person on the Ethereal Heavenly Palace's Minor Heavenly Palace List. Few people can compare with him."
"The second on the Minor Heavenly Palace List must have the strength of a Half-saint."
The three of them did not speak loudly, but they did not deliberately suppress their voices. With Mu Beihuan's hearing, he naturally heard everything clearly. However, his expression did not change in the slightest. His closed eyes did not open, as if he was in a deep sleep.
However, all the movements in the outside world were under his control.
More people came from afar. When they were a few thousand meters away, they all stopped and watched from afar.
"I'm looking forward to it." A strong man's eyes were burning, and his voice was full of excitement.
"The battle between the second on the Ethereal Heavenly Palace List and the second on the White Cloud Mountain List is of course exciting." An old man's voice was calm, but his eyes were full of excitement.
The people who came were all here to watch the battle. Some were disciples of forces, and some were rogue cultivators.
For cultivators, watching the battle between masters was very beneficial.
Especially when it was a battle between two geniuses, people were even more eager to watch. Perhaps they could gain some enlightenment from it and improve themselves.
At this moment, a white crane spread its wings and flew over. After gliding in the air, it quickly landed after hearing the discussion. It was Chen Zong.
"The second on the White Cloud Mountain List is Gao Hongjing." Chen Zong thought to himself.
Chen Zong did not forget that when he became a disciple of White Cloud Mountain and received a large number of contribution points, a disciple named Xu came to him and asked him to give up his contribution points to follow the so-called Senior Brother Gao.
The so-called Senior Brother Gao was Gao Hongjing, the second on the White Cloud Mountain List.
That disciple named Xu was at the middle stage of the Transcendent Realm Ninth Level at that time, much stronger than Chen Zong, but he was not even in the top ten of the White Cloud Mountain List. Then, what about the second on the White Cloud Mountain List? How strong was he?
At that time, Chen Zong was very curious, but he had other things to do, so he did not think much about it.
He did not expect that the first thing he encountered after returning to the Lingwu Holy World was Gao Hongjing wanting to fight with someone, and his opponent was the second on the Ethereal Heavenly Palace List.
Ethereal Heavenly Palace and White Cloud Mountain were both eight-star forces. In terms of overall strength, they were on par. The nature of the Lesser Heavenly Palace List was similar to the White Cloud Mountain List.
Of course, the saying that they were on par was just a theory. In the world of cultivators, the strong were respected. Without a real fight, it was difficult to determine who was stronger based on the rankings on the different lists.
"I'll take this opportunity to see how strong Gao Hongjing is," Chen Zong thought to himself. He made up his mind and stood in the crowd, waiting.
Time passed slowly. A moment later.
"Why hasn't Gao Hongjing come yet?"
"Don't you want to fight?"
"That's impossible. I know a little about Gao Hongjing. He is overbearing and stands by his words. Since there is a fight, he will definitely come, unless there is some delay."
A moment later, some people gradually became impatient, but Mu Beihuan, the person involved, still had his eyes closed. His breath was gentle and ethereal. He was not anxious at all, as if all the changes in the outside world had nothing to do with him.
"Hahahaha, Mu Beihuan, you can't wait to be defeated, can you?"
Suddenly, a loud and overbearing voice sounded, as if it had fallen from the sky and turned into a gust of wind. The voice contained amazing overbearing magnificence, which made people's hearts tremble.
Mu Beihuan's eyes, which had been closed, opened in an instant. In an instant, it was as if a bright light had torn the darkness apart. The divine light was clear and bright, shining on the world. All the people who were staring at Mu Beihuan suddenly trembled in fear, as if they had been seen through.
As bright as the stars, as deep as the cold abyss.
The overbearing aura seemed to have descended from the Ninth Heaven. Immediately, a stalwart figure fell to the ground with an amazing aura like a falling star.
With a boom, the earth shook, and dust rolled like waves.
After ten breaths, the dust settled. A tall figure stood in front of Mu Beihuan. They were a thousand meters apart. The ground had collapsed, and countless cracks were everywhere. It was a shocking sight.
"So strong!" Chen Zong's heart couldn't help but jump, and his eyelids trembled.
This power was even more overbearing than that of the top Demon Emperors in the Canglan World.
But he didn't know if he had reached the Half-Saint level.
However, it didn't seem strange that he was ranked second on the Cloud List and his strength had reached the Half-Saint level.
"Gao Hongjing, anyone can talk big," Mu Beihuan said calmly. Mu Beihuan spoke unhurriedly. His voice was neither loud nor soft, but it seemed to have a unique rhythm that made people unable to help but listen carefully.
"You'll know soon whether I'm talking big or not." Gao Hongjing was not affected at all. He let out a long roar, and his power shook the sky as if it could shatter the sky. A terrible aura exploded from his body, rushing in all directions, and rolling up a gust of wind that reached 10,000 meters away.
The faces of the people thousands of meters away changed, and they hurriedly retreated.
This kind of battle was impressive, but if they were not careful and were affected, it would be okay if they were injured, or even fatal.
How pitiful it would be to die because of watching the battle.
The roar surged, and thousands of clouds surged in all directions. The clouds in the sky turned into a rolling sea of clouds, pressing down on Mu Beihuan.
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