Regardless of whether it was the Golden Violent Bear or the Thousand Ancient Mountain disciple, they both possessed the fighting strength of a Six Star Level, which gave Chen Zong a great shock.
This kind of battle was rare, and Chen Zong was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, he stayed where he was and continued to watch the battle.
The Golden Violent Bear's strength was extremely frightening. Its strength was astonishing, and it was extremely brutal. Chen Zong knew that if he were to fight against it, he would have no chance of winning. Even if he used his Sword Intent and Secret Sword Technique Point Star, it would still be the same. He did not even know if he could break through that layer of golden skin.
However, the Thousand Ancient Mountain disciple was extremely excited, excited that he could meet such an opponent.
The brown halo around his body became more and more intense. It flowed like water, but it also seemed like a mountain was moving. An astonishing sound rang out, causing the air to surge. The layer of brown halo seemed to be about to condense into a solid form, like a set of armor.
An astonishing battle intent soared into the sky, rolling as if it was about to shatter the clouds.
"Ancient War Body" Chen Zong thought to himself, his eyes shining.
The Ancient Mountain's Ancient War Body was famous far and wide, it was a top body refining technique. Chen Zong could feel an extremely powerful Qi and blood fluctuation and an astonishing physical strength fluctuation from the Ancient Mountain disciple's body, but this fluctuation did not have the slightest bit of True Power fluctuation. In other words, the Ancient Mountain disciple only cultivated a body refining technique.
Both of his fists continuously punched out. After activating the Ancient War Body, the Ancient Mountain disciple gave up on defense and turned into offense.
Using offense against offense, he ruthlessly attacked, as if he never knew what retreating was.
Boom! Boom!
Boom! Countless ripples surged and spread thousands of meters away, lifting up layers of soil and flying into the air like a sandstorm.
Chen Zong squinted his eyes and stared. He could tell that the fists of the Thousand Ancient Mountain disciples contained an extremely berserk power, and every fist was like a reddish-brown comet that carried raging flames as it fiercely smashed out. It was obviously a type of body refining martial art.
Ancient War Fist.
The inheritance of the Ancient Mountain seemed to be relatively simple, not as complicated as the other Sect. In terms of the number of cultivation methods and martial arts, they were not even comparable to the Low Rank Sect. The biggest inheritance was the Ancient War Body and the Ancient War Fist that went with it.
The true power of the Ancient War Fist could only be unleashed by cultivating the Ancient War Body.
Under the attack of the Ancient War Fist, the golden violent bear gradually changed from attacking to defending. It kept retreating as if the other party was the violent bear. It was furious and let out a series of angry roars.
One Hundred Blows
A Thousand Punches
The Thousand Ancient Mountain disciples seemed to not know fatigue or pain as they crazily punched out, and in the end, even their figures disappeared, like a reddish-brown comet storm. Although the Golden Violent Bear was tyrannical, under such a terrifying bombardment, it was still bombarded until its entire body swayed, and a large amount of blood flowed out from its mouth, nose, eyes, and ears. Following that, it fell down, lying limply like a layer of rotten meat, and even the extremely tough skin on its body was broken in all directions.
"Hahahaha." The Eternal Mountain disciple let out an incomparably carefree laugh.
Chen Zong could feel that his fighting spirit was growing stronger, but his aura was constantly weakening. It should be because he had consumed too much of his strength in the battle with the golden bear.
As if sensing Chen Zong's gaze, the Eternal Mountain disciple turned his head and looked over, then grinned. Chen Zong immediately felt a fighting spirit rush towards him.
In all fairness, Chen Zong knew that he was not the Eternal Mountain disciple's opponent at his peak, but in this state, Chen Zong was eighty percent confident that he could kill him.
However, there was no grudge between the two of them, and there was no conflict of interest at the moment, so Chen Zong did not need to do this.
Smiling at the other party as a greeting, Chen Zong retreated a bit to show his attitude of not being enemies, then turned around and left. The Eternal Mountain disciple also withdrew his gaze and stood in place, circulating his Secret Art to restore his strength.
"Chen Zong."
A Pseudo Transcendent from the Ten Thousand Sifting Sect discovered Chen Zong from afar and immediately used his movement skill to quickly approach.
Feeling the cold murderous intent, Chen Zong did not hesitate and hurriedly pushed his Movement Skill to the limit, quickly retreating.
With the strength of a late-stage Five Star, coupled with his hidden Sword Intent, Secret Sword, and superb Sword Technique, even if it was a peak Five Star, Chen Zong was confident that he would not be defeated.
However, if it was against a Six Star, his strength would not be enough. As for the Pseudo Transcendent above Six Star, they were at least Seven Star, and unless he used the Red Thunder Sword, he would not be their opponent.
The Red Thunder Sword was a Transcendent level power, so Chen Zong would not use it if he could.
Underworld Crow had died to Chen Zong's sword. Regardless of whether it was a direct confrontation or a sneak attack, there was an irreconcilable enmity between Chen Zong and the Ten Thousand Sifting Sect. Not just Underworld Crow, two core disciples of the Ten Thousand Sifting Sect had already died to Chen Zong's sword.
After that, the Ten Thousand Sifting Sect targeted Chen Zong, but it was ruined by the Ninth Prince, but that did not mean that the Ten Thousand Sifting Sect would let go of this grievance. If they had the slightest chance, they would kill Chen Zong.
The opportunity was right in front of them.
Chen Zong madly pursued with all his strength. It had to be said that Chen Zong's speed was very fast, especially after activating the power of his Pseudo Spirit Artifact Battle Shoes, which increased his speed by thirty percent, making him faster than most Six Star cultivators.
There was a certain distance between the two sides, so it would be difficult to catch up in a short time.
Leaving behind a trail of dust, crossing mountains and rivers, the Ten Thousand Sifting Sect Pseudo Transcendent chased after him like a mad dog, constantly closing in.
The absolute gap in their combat strength made it impossible for Chen Zong to let his opponent close in on him. Striking out with his palm, he used the Ten Thousand Sifting Returning Palm. A huge black palm condensed out of thin air and fiercely slammed down, like a black mountain, bringing with it an astonishing pressure. The palm lines on the palm were clear and a powerful sharpness filled the air, enveloping everything within a radius of several hundred meters and sucking it in.
The sand and stones shattered and turned into dust. Chen Zong felt as if his body was being pulled up into the air, rushing towards the ten-metre-wide black palm before being smashed to pieces.
Exerting all his strength, Chen Zong's Blood Qi surged and his two swords slashed out in a mysterious trajectory, temporarily cutting apart the pulling force and rushing out.
With a bang, the ground shook and a ten-metre-wide, three-metre-deep palm print appeared, its edges covered in fine black cracks. A terrifying aura swept out like a storm. Chen Zong borrowed the aftermath of this force to increase his speed, but the Ten Thousand Sifting Sect Pseudo Transcendent Realm continued to pursue him, attacking once more.
Raising his left hand, Chen Zong rubbed his thumb and index finger together, summoning a mass of black light that quickly condensed into an arc of lightning, filling the air with an astonishing destructive aura.
"Great Yin Demonic Finger!" With a low shout, the Ten Thousand Sifting Sect Pseudo Transcendent Realm master's face became solemn, his index finger rubbing together as he thrust it forward. With a pop, his index finger trembled and a jet of black lightning shot out. Its speed was astonishing, more than twice as fast as the Ten Thousand Sifting Sect Pseudo Transcendent Realm master's full speed. In the blink of an eye, it crossed a thousand meters and closed in on Chen Zong.
Feeling a chill run down his spine, Chen Zong felt his blood run cold as a deadly crisis loomed over him.
The Great Yin Demonic Finger was one of the Ten Thousand Sifting Sect's Secret Techniques, a kind of Pseudo Lingwu. It was similar to the Unhindered Sword Sect's two great Secret Swords, but it was much stronger. When displayed by a Pseudo Transcendent Realm master, its power was even more terrifying.
Cultivating the Great Yin Demonic Finger was not easy. It required one to withstand the corrosion of the Evil Yin Qi and then refine it. Its power was also very astonishing.
Its speed was too fast, and Chen Zong's finger moved with him, making it difficult for him to dodge.
Taking a deep breath, Chen Zong turned around and faced it head-on. With a sword in hand, he activated his power. As his sword finger swept across the sword's spine, a deep blue light gathered, and eighty percent of his power was condensed into the Star Scar Sword.
When Chen Zong's cultivation reached the late ninth level of the True Martial Realm and the thirty-ninth layer of the Unhindered True Force, eighty percent of his True Force was also very shocking.
Secret Sword Point Star
As the sword shot out, it was like a falling star, but also like a star being shattered.
The second the Secret Sword made contact with the Great Yin Demonic Finger, it paused for a second and then collapsed. The power of the Great Yin Demonic Finger was also reduced by half, and the remaining half was still attacking towards Chen Zong's chest.
At that moment, Chen Zong fully activated the remaining twenty percent of his Unhindered True Force, stacking it on his chest layer by layer. The power of the rank 3 Pseudo Spiritual Weapon inner armor was also fully activated, without any reservation. Following that, his Gold Jade Unbreakable Body was fully activated, as a three-inch white gold halo appeared around his body.
The remaining half of the Great Yin Demonic Finger's power first touched the three-inch white halo of the Gold Jade Unbreakable Body, breaking it like a hot knife through butter. Then, it touched the defensive power of the rank 3 Pseudo Spiritual Weapon inner armor, which was also shattered. Following that, the layers of Great True Force on his body were also shattered. The last defense was Chen Zong's own body.
Hit!
Direct Hit!
Chen Zong felt as if his chest had been pierced through, the terrifying Evil Yin Qi rapidly invading his body and wreaking havoc, but Chen Zong did not panic in the face of danger, instead using the impact of the Great Yin Demonic Finger's attack to quickly retreat.
In the blink of an eye, Chen Zong fell several thousand meters away, crashing into a mountain wall. Under the terrifying Evil Yin Qi, his True Force was almost completely exhausted, causing his injuries to worsen. Chen Zong fell to the ground and struggled to get up, his back pressed against the mountain wall.
"You've been hit by the Great Yin Demonic Finger, only death awaits you," The Ten Thousand Sifting Sect's Pseudo Transcendent Realm master sneered, accelerating his pursuit.
Chen Zong's face was pale, quickly sweeping his eyes around, looking for any chance of survival, even if it was only a sliver, he had to grasp it. On the other hand, he was also preparing to use his Red Thunder Sword.
"Puppet Cave."
Chen Zong's eyes caught a glimpse of the cave entrance not far away and also saw the three large characters above it.
These three characters were very ancient and were not written in the language of the Dragon Diagram Dynasty, but there were some similarities between them, only that they were more complex.
Chen Zong read a lot of books, so he was somewhat familiar with some of the characters, so he was just barely able to recognize them.
After bidding farewell to the Ancient Mountain disciple, Chen Zong continued forward, not finding any treasures, but he did find this Puppet Cave.
The three large characters were blood red, as if there was a red light circulating within them, giving them a strange feeling.
"Perhaps this is where my chance of survival lies." Without hesitation, the moment this thought appeared in his mind, Chen Zong pushed his Blood Qi, bursting out with the last of his strength, and rushed towards the cave entrance. In the blink of an eye, he had rushed into the Puppet Cave.
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