The All Saints Temple's door of light opened. More than a hundred thousand creatures tried their best to barge in.
In front of this square, various kinds of Battle Qis appeared one after another. Some were like real dragons descending to the world, some were like the roars of Qilins, some were like the descent of ancient giants, and some were like terrifying demonic shadows … The vast and powerful attacks came one after another, overwhelming everyone present.
The puppet army was very strong. They had the home field advantage and could mobilize the evil aura in the surroundings to explode with incomparably powerful strength. Any creature that touched them would find it difficult to withstand.
The creatures from the Human King Realm, Heaven Martial Realm, Seven Rainbow Realm, Shattered Star Realm … The creatures from powerful realms were generally very strong. Where they were, they could explode with astonishing killing moves. The puppets were scattered and scattered, creating an opportunity for them to enter.
The Transcendent Realm was really the weakest power in this place, but they were not completely powerless. Especially after they joined forces, they had the qualifications to launch an attack.
The people of the Jiang clan once again joined forces, while the others rushed to the front to open a path for them.
Ordinary people would disdain to do such a thing, but Yang Wu did it, and so did Xuanyuan Shu.
They had already discussed that the Jiang clan would be the leader, so they did not mind being the vanguard. They only had one goal. Among the ten thousand spots, the Transcendent Realm had to occupy a certain spot to obtain some resources for the Transcendent Realm.
Yang Wu and Xuanyuan Shu were the kind of people who could see the big picture, so they obeyed the orders of the protectors.
The others did not think so. Pu Tuoluo, Xie Zhen, and Kun Mingzi all had their own plans. They pretended to be covering the rear for the Jiang clan, but in reality, they did not want to rush to the front to die.
The creatures in the front were indeed the ones who suffered the heaviest attacks.
However, all of this changed because of Yang Wu's existence.
"Gather all of your power to me. Carry the black wok. I'll bring everyone in," Yang Wu shouted.
The black pot kept growing bigger, turning into a crow. The powerful rebound force blocked all of the puppets' attacks.
However, these puppets' attacks were too strong. Yang Wu could not block them all by himself.
"Patriarch, let me help you." Yang Ba, Xu Chu and the others immediately came to Yang Wu's aid.
"I'll do it too." Xuanyuan Huowu didn't want to fall behind. She pushed the black wok together with Yang Wu.
"Big Brother, your black wok is not bad. I have a black wok too, but it doesn't seem to be as good as yours." Sun Dou laughed, and the creatures behind him also used their strength.
Xuanyuan Shu, Xuanyuan Tianlong, and the others knew that the situation was dire. Naturally, they had to help.
Yang Zhenlong, the Silver Patterned Tortoise, and the others wouldn't just watch helplessly. They erupted with all their strength to pay Yang Wu.
"Not enough, far from enough. Jiang Ge, Jiang Ji, gather your strength here." Yang Wu's arms were still twisted from the impact of the puppet's attack. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. It was obvious how much power he had endured.
The people of the Jiang Clan supported Yang Wu without any hesitation, advancing together with Yang Wu.
The black wok became bigger, and the rebounding power became stronger. The pressure on Yang Wu lessened, and he rushed toward the third light door.
Pu Tuoluo, Xie Zhen, Kun Mingzi, and the others knew how to take advantage of the situation. They all helped Yang Wu. Let's go in first.
Together, they were impregnable.
Yang Wu and the others used the black wok's rebounding power and defensive power to force the puppet army in front of them away.
Pang!
The black wok was indeed a true god level war weapon. With the support of so many people, it opened a bloody path.
After Yang Wu and the others crashed into the light door, they all felt their vision blur. Then, they found themselves in a strange place.
"Where is everyone?" Yang Wu was shocked. He realized that the people around him were all gone. Only one person was at the top of a barren mountain. There was only a small hut there, and there was nothing else.
It was hard for him to imagine that this was the inside of the All Holy Palace.
He could not wait to open his Soul Eye. Unfortunately, the scene he saw was still the same. There was no change.
"Don't look. Even if the Martial Path Heaven's Eye is here, it will be blinded." A figure quietly walked out of the hut.
Yang Wu focused his gaze and saw a simple and unadorned old man appear in front of him. He couldn't see anything special about him, but a sense of respect spontaneously arose in him. He bowed slightly and said, "Greetings, Senior. May I know where this place is?"
"This is the Saint's place of cultivation," the old man replied. The old man replied. Then, he slowly walked towards Yang Wu. He raised his palm and slapped at Yang Wu's face.
Yang Wu clearly saw the slap coming toward his face, but for some reason, he felt that he could not dodge it no matter how hard he tried.
Then, he took the full blow of the slap.
Pu!
Yang Wu was sent flying by the old man's slap. He vomited blood.
He was so powerful that even a God-level expert would not be able to hurt him easily. The old man in front of him easily sent him flying. It was clear how strong he was.
"Not bad, not bad. Unfortunately, your reaction is still a little slow. If you can dodge this slap in the next three days, you pass." The old man smiled in satisfaction.
"Dodge this slap in three days? What kind of test is this? "Yang Wu asked after he stabilized himself.
The old man smiled but did not answer.
Yang Wu took a deep breath and asked, "Can I challenge you at any time during these three days?"
"Of course," the old man replied. He paused for a moment and said, "The faster you pass, the more benefits you will get."
"Then come again," Yang Wu said in a deep voice.
The old man looked up and said, "Are you sure?"
"Of course," Yang Wu said seriously.
Then, the old man attacked again.
The same Concept of Palm hit Yang Wu. It all depended on whether or not Yang Wu could dodge it.
Yang Wu was already prepared. He stared at the old man's palm and imagined countless ways to dodge, but he was still hit.
"How can this be? Why can't I dodge?" After Yang Wu was sent flying, he still found it hard to believe that he had been hit.
He had been prepared a moment ago. He thought that when the old man attacked, he would be able to dodge.
Unfortunately, he was too confident and was still defeated.
Yang Wu did not challenge the old man again. He kept recalling the scene of the old man's palm strike. Slowly, he remembered some of the martial arts knowledge that Daoist Zhu had taught him. He instantly understood why the old man could hit him.
"This is a martial intent that is fast to the extreme. His martial intent has already locked onto me. No matter how I dodge, he will be able to hit me. As long as I am faster than him and surpass his martial intent, then I will be able to escape." Yang Wu affirmed in his heart.
So, he continued to meditate in his mind. When the old man attacked, he also imagined that he could surpass his opponent's martial intent.
After a while, he opened his eyes and said to the old man, "Come again."
"Hehe, you're the one who said it." The old man chuckled and attacked again.
Yang Wu stared at the old man's palm and thought to himself, "Surpass it, surpass it … break for me!"
Yang Wu's spiritual consciousness was incomparably powerful, and his combat strength far surpassed that of any other life form at the same level. He forcibly broke free from the influence of his opponent's martial intent and moved to the side, narrowly avoiding the old man's palm.
After the old man's palm missed, he smiled and said, "Haha, not bad, not bad. You are a good seedling."
In the next moment, he turned into a pure martial intent seed that flew towards Yang Wu.
Yang Wu looked at this martial intent seed and quickly formed a seal to seal and imprison this martial intent seed.
Soon, he formed a sealing bead and put it away.
After experiencing the events of the Divine Firmament battlefield, he was incomparably cautious about the strength of these inheritances. Although these inheritances were good, they were not something that he could cultivate. It was possible that he would become someone else's chess piece without even knowing it.
If other life forms knew that Yang Wu was doing this, they would definitely be shocked.
A martial intent seed was extremely precious. Once one obtained it, they could obtain this martial intent and quickly condense it into their own martial arts. It was a strength that everyone yearned for even in their dreams.
Yang Wu actually didn't refine it and absorb it. Wasn't this just too much of an act?
Yang Wu naturally wasn't acting; he had the ability to do so.
In the next moment, the environment changed once more.
A stone tablet was placed in front of him. On the stone tablet was a picture of a person. This person was practicing a fist technique, appearing very imposing. And comprehending this martial skill was his mission.
"What is All Saints Temple trying to do?" Yang Wu was very puzzled.
He sat down and began to meditate on the picture.
This martial skill only had one move. It was very simple, and anyone could learn it easily because it was a straight punch.
Yang Wu was a little confused.
Such a straight punch, was it worth it to be placed here for others to cultivate?
No matter how puzzled he was, he could only learn it.
This straight punch was a little different from the usual punch. The standing posture of the figure and the punch were slightly different.
Yang Wu felt very awkward when he was learning it. No matter how he imitated it, he couldn't imitate that feeling.
He felt that the straight punch was also very uncomfortable and difficult to perform.
He opened his Soul Eye, wanting to see if there were any other marks on this figure from the stone tablet. In the end, he didn't find anything.
Yang Wu could only meditate on it honestly.
He kept his eyes on the picture, carefully observing every movement of this picture to avoid any mistakes.
After a while, he split into nine and used all nine of himself to punch out at the same time.
They all did the same thing over and over again.
In the beginning, he still felt awkward, but as he punched again and again, he finally understood the uniqueness of this punch.
That awkward posture wasn't intentional, but according to the flow of the meridians, it could gather the energy in the dantian to the fist at the fastest speed, and explode with the strongest power.
In other words, with the fastest punching speed and the fastest explosive power, it was concentrated in a single punch.
This was the fundamental meaning of a straight punch.
"So that's how it is, so that's how it is, I understand now!" When Yang Wu was very weak, he paid attention to opening up his meridians. After opening up all the meridians in his body, he was very clear about the flow of the meridians. He finally understood the crux of this human picture.
When he punched out again, even he was stunned.
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