Burn!
That punch was like a burning fireball. It was as if the sun was falling, shaking the void and destroying everything. It was as if it was going to smash and burn everything into ashes.
The heat spread and the air became distorted. It was as if there was an inexplicable devouring force that sucked in all the aura in the surroundings. The aura was constantly condensed and poured into that punch, causing the light of that punch to become even more dazzling. Its power also seemed to become more and more shocking.
In the end, the punch made Chen Zong feel a sense of danger.
At that moment, Chen Zong's Primordial Spirit Dharma Power also appeared. It was 100 feet tall. At the same time, his Body Refining Dharma Power was also activated. It was also 100 feet tall.
Once the members of the Origin Clan started to cultivate, their cultivation strength would be much higher than that of the Human Clan. This was their racial advantage. Therefore, the Human Clan had no advantage when it came to Primordial Spirit Dharma Power. They were completely at a disadvantage.
Even Chen Zong could not change this fact.
Therefore, if he wanted to compete with his opponent in terms of basic strength, he had to activate both the Qi Refining Dharma Power and the Body Refining Dharma Power at the same time.
"Primordial Spirit Dharma Power and the Body Refining Dharma Power."
"This Human Clan cultivates both Qi and Body Refining."
"No wonder he has such a reputation. He cultivates both Qi and Body Refining."
"What a lucky guy."
Cultivating both Qi and Body Refining at the same time was very difficult. Very few people could do it, even with the talents of the Origin Clan.
Cultivating both Qi and Body Refining was not something that could be achieved by racial talent. It had nothing to do with race.
Everyone suddenly realized that this person's strength was closely related to his mastery of both Qi and Body Refining Dharma Power.
Facing the attack that was like a burning sun, Chen Zong did not have any intention of dodging. He unsheathed his sword and suddenly slashed out. The dark green Sword Essence carried an unparalleled dominance and brutality. It was like a strong gust of wind.
Tenth Order Ao Wu: Hegemonic Wind Slash!
This sword originated from the Hegemonic Wind Slash. It stood out and was even more domineering and violent than the Hegemonic Wind Slash. It was extremely mysterious.
That sword was incomparably overbearing and violent to the extreme. Just a glance at it would cause one to feel a sense of oppression and involuntarily shudder with fear. It was as if one's entire body would be sliced apart, sliced apart, and directly turned into powder under this sword.
Terrifying shockwaves spread in all directions as they collided. It was as if the heavens and earth were falling apart. Green Nightmare and the others had already retreated far away. They didn't dare to get close because the shockwaves from the collision were too terrifying.
Mountains crumbled and the earth cracked!
Ling Yi's expression was solemn. He did not expect the other party to be so strong. His reputation was not undeserved.
"Take another blow from me." Ling Yi suddenly shouted, and the Primordial Spirit Dharma Power above him suddenly shook, as if it was burning fiercely, releasing an even more shocking light and heat. An extremely tyrannical power suddenly emerged from it, surging into Ling Yi's right arm, and finally converging in his fist, directly bursting out with an extremely intense light.
Boom!
This attack was much stronger than the previous one.
Chen Zong struck out with his sword again. This time, it was still the Mighty Blow of Divine Wind, but with the use of the Nine-Fold Mixed Killing Technique, its power was much stronger than before.
An even more tyrannical shockwave burst forth once again, causing an even more shocking impact than before. It was earth-shattering.
"Take another blow from me." Chen Zong did not retreat, and a divine light flashed through his eyes. Immediately, he stabbed out with his sword.
The sword light of that sword was blue and deep, with a hint of lightness and faintness. The sword light suddenly became illusory, and in an instant, a blurry look appeared in the eyes of many people. They were unknowingly affected and brought into a strange state.
It was as if everything around them had disappeared, and only darkness descended, enveloping all directions. It was as if they had directly appeared on a long street. Under the dark night, the street was brightly lit, but there was an indescribable deathly stillness.
Immediately, the lights of the houses seemed to have disappeared, and only a small building appeared in front of everyone's eyes. In the next moment, everyone felt as if the world was spinning, and unknowingly, they appeared in that small building.
There was no light or fire in the small building, and it was pitch-black. Outside the small building, they could vaguely see lights that seemed to sparkle like stars.
The night breeze was cool, and there was a light drizzle. Wisps of coldness drifted in from outside the window, causing everyone to subconsciously tighten their robes, as if only by doing so could they bring a trace of warmth. An indescribable sense of loneliness grew in their hearts and quietly spread.
"What an astonishing Divine Decree attack." In the distance, a middle-aged man's eyes flashed brightly, and he instantly broke away from the Divine Decree attack. He came to his senses and secretly marveled.
"As expected of the top Heaven's Pride of the Nine Heavens Imperial Court. He is indeed extraordinary." The old man beside the middle-aged man chuckled.
Although the two of them did not look young, they were both Third Realm practitioners and itinerant practitioners. Among the itinerant practitioners, they were rather famous because they were both Final Realm experts.
Although they were both Final Realm experts, they were nothing compared to Surpassing Realm experts. It was precisely because of this that they had specially rushed over to watch the battle between Yuan Jin and the Dragon Swordsman. That was a battle between Surpassing Realm experts, not to mention that the Dragon Swordsman was one of the more powerful Surpassing Realm experts.
What they did not expect was that they would encounter such a powerful Divine Decree attack. Even with their Final Realm abilities, they were still somewhat affected and almost fell into the attack.
If even they were affected, it was even more so for those who had not stepped into the Final Realm. The impact was even more intense.
This sword, Listening to the Wind and Rain in the Small Building, was even more powerful when Chen Zong broke through to the Low Realm. Moreover, because it had been deduced and raised to the level of the top Tenth Level Ao Wu, it was even more astonishing.
A blurred color first appeared in Ling Yi's eyes, and then they immediately regained clarity. Then, blurriness appeared again, intertwining between the blurriness and clarity, and a hint of struggle could be seen.
The sword light arrived!
The strongest power of this sword was an attack of Divine Decree, and its direct lethality was weaker. However, even if it was weaker, it was enough to threaten Ling Yi.
In an instant, Ling Yi's protective power was hit, breaking through layer by layer. Ling Yi was completely awakened by this and quickly retreated.
However, he was still a little too late. His protective power was immediately broken through, and he was directly hit by the sword. Blood splattered everywhere. Fortunately, the power of this sword was an attack of Divine Decree, and its direct lethality was not very strong. Therefore, his injury was not very serious.
However, Ling Yi also understood that unless he could block the attack of Divine Decree, it would be difficult for him to defeat his opponent.
In just an instant, Ling Yi turned into a stream of golden flames and quickly escaped. He did not linger in the battle. This decisiveness made people speechless.
In the world of cultivators, who could live longer? Those who did not linger in the battle and retreated were one of them.
Although Chen Zong was confident that he could catch up with Ling Yi by using Nine-void Extreme Escape Technique, he did not do so. They were just competing for personal feelings, and were not mortal enemies.
Such swordsmanship and such strength should have intimidated others. He believed that no one would come to fight for a spot in the future. After all, this was not the only good spot. There were many others.
"Brother Chen, your strength …" After witnessing Chen Zong's attack with his own eyes and feeling the power of his swordsmanship, Qing Yan's expression was rather complicated.
Back in the day, Chen Zongke was no match for him. He had been defeated by him at the Disciple Assembly. But then, Chen Zongke grew rapidly. His growth was even faster than that of an original clan member with an innate spiritual body. Now, Chen Zongke had far surpassed him.
The difference between the rankings on the Heavenly General Ranking was enormous. Although Green Nightmare was confident in his own talent and believed that he could enter the top hundred, top thirty, or even top ten one day, he didn't know when that day would come. Chen Zong, on the other hand, had already entered the top thirty and was ranked twentieth, leaving him far behind.
However, ranking was one thing, and witnessing Chen Zong's strength with his own eyes was another. The ranking did not bring as much shock as witnessing it with his own eyes.
Powerful!
Qing Yan believed that he would not be able to block any of the three strikes even if he unleashed all of his strength. He would be killed immediately.
The gap was just too great.
While feeling conflicted, Qing Yan's unwillingness to admit defeat rose up in him. He was an original clan member with an innate wind spiritual body. Was he really inferior to Chen Zong?
The competition between geniuses was not a temporary one, but a lifetime one. A temporary lead was shocking, but it did not mean that one would lead for the rest of their lives.
There were many examples of great talents maturing late.
As these thoughts flashed through his mind, Qing Yan's fighting spirit rose up again, turning into a flame that burned fiercely.
Chen Zong and Qing Yan continued to sit down, drinking and chatting. As Chen Zong conversed with Qing Yan, he activated the Heart Sutra, cultivating, comprehending, organizing, and other aspects simultaneously. Unknowingly, he was accumulating and improving bit by bit.
If the Green Nightmare knew that Chen Zong was capable of this, the fire of fighting spirit that had been ignited within him would have been extinguished and he would have been disheartened.
"Young friends, may the two of us shamelessly ask for a cup of fine wine?" An old man asked politely as he walked over with a smile. His gaze swept past Qing Yan and landed on Chen Zong's face.
Accompanying the old man was a muscular middle-aged man in a short robe.
Chen Zong focused his gaze, and his pupils immediately shrank to the size of needles.
A threat!
A very strong threat. These two people were probably very strong, and he was probably no match for them.
Although this feeling was not very accurate, it at least gave Chen Zong some warning, letting him know how much of a threat they were to him.
Could he defeat them?
Once he felt that he was no match for them, he was at least eighty percent sure that he was no match for them.
"It's our honor to have you two seniors." Chen Zong smiled slightly, not showing any humility or fawning. Instead, he responded calmly, neither hurriedly nor slowly. At the same time, he took out two wine cups, poured fine wine, and invited the two to sit down. He placed the cups in front of them and toasted them.
"Young friend, you're too polite," the middle-aged man said with a smile. He picked up his cup and drained it in a very forthright manner.
"Good wine," the middle-aged man said with a smile. They had come to befriend Chen Zong, so of course they were more proactive.
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