Chapter 65: Chapter 59: Bowing
Taoist Longshan’s Taoist Robe billowed, exuding an extraordinary aura. His deanor was calm, matching the level of Ancestor Wang, with eyes shining brilliantly. Although he lacked the astonishing vitality reversal phenonon of Ancestor Wang, his montum was in no way inferior.
"Good! Very good!"
Ancestor Wang shouted suddenly.
The next mont.
Both figures soared into the sky, with dense Power of Heaven and Earth violently crashing with them at the center, then continuously spreading outward, leaving all onlookers astonished.
Only those in the Gang Essence Realm barely maintained their stance, while others staggered uncontrollably.
If not for the two having voluntarily ascended into the air, even the residual force alone could have inflicted catastrophic destruction upon the Hua Mansion of the Wang Clan.
The mbers of the Wang Clan all wore serious expressions, especially the middle-aged man Wang Qingfeng, who was the cause of this calamity. His face was pale, filled with imnse regret for his earlier greed-driven attempts to covet the True Martial Sect’s legacy. Who would have thought that this Taoist Longshan would indeed advance to the Celestial Human Realm and so fearlessly co to confront them?
Now, he could only hope that his household’s ancestor could repel Taoist Longshan, or else his fate today would not be good.
Wang Qinghe and others naturally noticed Wang Qingfeng’s deanor, each harboring intense anger, wishing to tear Wang Qingfeng apart, but for now, they could only unite against the outsider. Any punishnt would have to wait until later.
All eyes were fixed skyward.
The two figures filled with a fierce aura of slaughter rushed toward each other in combat.
Their true forms were indistinct, only vaguely visible as two dazzling lights constantly blooming, leaving people in awe.
Occasional booming echoes reverberated across the sky, capturing the attention of the entire city.
It was a test of physical strength and prowess.
Moreover, the Power of Heaven and Earth clashed, emitting astonishing waves. The chance to witness a duel between Celestial Human Realm experts was extrely rare; many watched intently, afraid to miss this perfect chance to broaden their horizons, not even willing to blink despite tears stinging their eyes.
An inford expert in the Gang Essence Realm, overwheld with shock, whispered to himself:
"It’s rumored that Celestial Human Realm experts cultivate the Three Flowers of Essence, Qi, and Spirit. Each path, when taken to the extre, holds Supre power. As Ancestor Wang just stated, both are cultivating the Flower of Essence; their physical capabilities must be beyond our imaginations!"
"I didn’t expect that True Man Longshan, who just recently broke into the Celestial Human Realm, would possess such terrifying strength."
Everyone was astonished.
The combat prowess displayed by Taoist Longshan was sowhat extraordinary, leaving people in awe.
"Achieving the Celestial Human Realm before a hundred years old and with such strength, it’s almost certain that True Man Longshan will be on the Celestial Being List in the future. It’s just uncertain if there’s a chance to break into the top ten!"
But so had noticed certain hints.
"Ancestor Wang seems sowhat lacking in follow-through strength; perhaps he is approaching his final days, his vitality declining. The rumor that Ancestor Wang used extraordinary asures to break into the Celestial Human Realm seems quite true."
Above the sky.
The two lights continued rising, eventually showing only so vague movents.
Ancestor Wang appeared to have a certain advantage, yet Taoist Longshan wasn’t without counterasures. This result caused everyone to hold their breath; originally, it was believed that Ancestor Wang’s additional centuries of cultivation would easily suppress Taoist Longshan.
But now it seems the situation has changed, and it’s unknown what final outco awaits.
Everyone was expectant.
The mbers of the Wang Clan looked extrely uncomfortable.
They understood their ancestor’s condition to so extent, especially the current head of the family, Wang Qinghe, who gritted his teeth as he gazed at Wang Qingfeng, wishing to sever his head. The inevitable decline of the Wang Clan’s prestige after today was certain.
All eyes turned to the sky.
Ti passed in tense, solemn anticipation.
Finally.
The two lights in the sky gradually descended.
Everyone craned their necks, hearts pounding, seeing that both individuals had undergone so changes from before.
Taoist Longshan’s Taoist Robe was sowhat disheveled, his Taoist hairpin shattered, with black hair cascading to his waist, dancing in the wind. A faint trace of blood was at the corner of his mouth, but the brilliance in his eyes hadn’t diminished in the slightest; instead, it only grew more intense.
Ancestor Wang was no longer in his middle-aged guise, now appearing as an elder in luxurious attire, yet his breath was steady, his hands behind his back, pondering sothing unknown.
The crowd witnessing such a sight began to speculate, wondering if Taoist Longshan had lost?
The Wang Clan mbers’ faces lit up with joy.
But Ancestor Wang’s next words caused their expressions to change:
"The young can be truly formidable."
He sighed, his gaze sowhat complex.
The gap between geniuses is far wider than between geniuses and ordinary people. Originally, he thought he could repel Taoist Longshan, but now it seed he had underestimated him.
For soone to reach the Celestial Human Realm before a hundred, unlike his self-reliance on external forces to reach the Celestial Human Realm nearing the end of his days, it was indeed different.
He could still suppress him a little for now, but it might not take long before the other could easily surpass him.
Taoist Longshan said calmly:
"Senior Wang, you flatter ; I am not your match."
His words professed modesty, yet his presence showed no signs of backing down. Though temporarily not a match for Ancestor Wang, surpassing him wasn’t difficult. He still had a long lifespan, like a rising new sun, entirely different from the other’s dimming candlelight.
He never intended to surpass the Wang Clan Ancestor.
Just needed him to fear him.
As long as the other cared about the Wang Clan’s legacy, he would have to bow his head.
Ancestor Wang looked at the determined-eyed Taoist Longshan and slowly spoke:
"I will give you an explanation."
As soon as he finished speaking.
He reached backward without turning his head.
In an instant, Wang Qingfeng’s expression changed dramatically, his face contorted with fear, yet he couldn’t utter any words.
Ancestor Wang’s face was expressionless as he slightly clenched his hand.
Wang Qingfeng’s head was torn from his body.
Everyone was horrified, hearts pounding; they never expected Ancestor Wang would actually bow his head.
"Are you satisfied?"
Ancestor Wang looked at Taoist Longshan.
Taoist Longshan was silently contemplative before slightly bowing to show respect. The culprit was Wang Qingfeng, while the others from the Wang Clan were perhaps uninford, but without showcasing formidable strength and potential today, talking about peace was impossible. He understood these centuries-old family clans very well; even if one of their own was at fault, they would not easily bow their heads.
"Thank you, Senior Wang, for understanding. Today’s events, I shall apologize in the future."
Taoist Longshan pointed, and the bodies of Tie Long and Tie Hu fell behind him as he prepared to leave.
But Ancestor Wang’s voice echoed again:
"Wait a mont."
"What other advice does Senior Wang have?" Taoist Longshan turned, eyebrows raised, eyes calm.
Everyone felt a chill in their hearts, fearing yet another fierce battle might ensue today.
But they heard Ancestor Wang, after a silence, laugh and say:
"Wang Qingfeng coveted the True Martial Sect’s legacy, a failure in our household’s discipline. Today, it seems we’ve t because of a fight. Qinghe, bring the Gang Condensing Pill."
Everyone was dumbfounded.
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