If a single fist is unable to reach the old man, then how about twenty, thirty or fifty of them?
"Hmph, still no ingenuity. Show sothing more"
BANG... his attacks were destroyed as easily as before. No, this ti they did manage to last a short while longer. Even if that short while was a split second.
Ingenuity... since the other party wants ingenuity, he would show them. Vigorous soul energy surged from his soul realm once again. However, this ti they did not just spread around, instead, they divided into nurous strands.
Each strand spun around, materialising into an assortnt of weapons, gaining montum and penetration each second.
Yang Chen individually controlled each of these strands, causing blood vessels to pop from his nose. His eyes turned red, and veins bulged on his forehead. A result of the strain from controlling so many strands.
"Hoh, not bad. I can see a part of the reason why your achievent in alchemy is so high. However, if you want to represent the holy orchard academy as the lead candidate for the Five Clan Summit, it’s still not enough" The old man declared.
At the sa mont, Yang Chen let loose all of the strands, targeting the old man from every direction.
In response, the latter snorted. He was just about to extend his hand and make a pinching motion when suddenly, thunder clouds manifested, expanding and completely covering the area.
"Camouflaging your attacks, I see. However, it will still be the sa no matter what you try"
The old man laughed and reached his hand above his head. Once again, he made a pinching motion, destroying the thunder clouds and all the attacks coming from above.
CHIIII... Sand and dust dropped down from the sky, causing his previously calm expression to falter. Looking above, he saw that what he destroyed earlier was not soul energy strands, but instead, large chunks of boulder sand rocks thrown at him using soul energy.
Imdiately, realisation hit him; however, it was too late. Penetrating through the thunder clouds, nurous energy stands arrived from all directions.
On the ground, seeing his attack about to connect, Yang Chen, who was kneeling on one knee for balance, gave a victory smile.
POP... though the next second, his expression froze in place. The reason being, all of his attacks froze in mid air and disappeared mysteriously.
What was going on? What the hell just happened?
GUH... This ti, unable to keep the raging repercussion in check, he threw a mouthful of blood. When he looked back up, the old man had already descended down and was now looking at him.
"Good, you pass. That previous attack was excellent. Even a Four Star Battle Overlord would have gotten hurt if they were careless. If you can do that much with just your control over the soul energy, then you have potential. Follow , we are going to the inner region of the Heaven Hall"
The latter did not wait. After saying his piece, he turned around and headed inside the hall.
Yang Chen picked himself up, his mood awfully gloomy. That was the best, it was everything he could dish out with his current powers. He hoped that it would at least ruffle the old man. However, the latter easily handled his attacks as if it was nothing.
Excellent? What bullshit.
"No, it was good. I have been telling you that you have an uncanny talent for cultivating soul energy. The old man must have also realised that, which is why he said those words" Amon spoke, interrupting his thoughts.
"But none of my attacks were able to make any impact"...
"Kekeke... That’s because the old man was simply too strong. Do you have any idea what realm he is in? If you could actually faze a Battle King, now that would be a miracle on its own"...
At the ntion of the term Battle King, Yang Chen’s eyes went wide. He couldn’t help but ask—
"Battle King? What do you an? Isn’t there only one Battle King in the Imperial family?"
The Battle King realm was so elevated and exalted that there were only a handful of practitioners throughout the entire empire who could be counted on one hand as having reached this level.
In the Imperial family or even in the entire capital, there was only one Battle King and the most powerful one of all, the protector of the empire and the previous emperor.
"That’s right, that old man is the grandfather of that lass and also the one who saved your life" Amon clarified.
If that was the case, you should have said sothing earlier... Yang Chen wanted to retort. Nonetheless, he hurried behind the old man.
At the inner region of the Heaven Hall, behind a small hill, there was a serene waterfall that made splashing noises as it crashed into the pool.
Standing at the edge, the old man had his hands folded behind his back.
"You are late again" he spoke while keeping his eyes glued to the pool.
At the sa mont, Yang Chen also arrived at the scene. He was visibly panting and sweating. The damn mountain was much bigger than he thought and had nurous adjoining hills.
On top of getting lost, he also had to fight demonic beasts that were freely living in this mountain. By the ti he found his way and rushed here, his experience bar had almost beco full.
Paying his condition no attention, the old man gave him another absurd task.
"This is called the Serene Dew Pool and holds the power to cleanse one’s marrow and unlock one’s potential. It was the pond that our ancestors discovered when establishing the empire here".
"Every year we hold a competition to select a winner to imrse inside the Serene Dew Pond. Although this year’s winner has already been decided, I give this chance to you. Dive inside the pool".
Yang Chen stepped forward and looked into the depths of the pool. Serene Dew Pool, able to cleanse one’s marrow and unlock one’s potential... as attractive and peaceful as the na sounds, the pool was anything but.
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