The Sims: I Open the Immortal Path for All Beings Chapter 957: 906-907 Strangling True Immortal Seedlings? Com

Chapter 957: 906-907 Strangling True Immortal Seedlings? Coming out of seclusion!

“True Monarch Shenxiao praised this individual as the strongest among the supre powerhouses, the closest to a fairy, and number one of all. I used to disbelieve, but now I must concede and bow in admiration,” a powerful figure watching Bai Qicang struggle in the Sea of Blood exclaid with a sigh.

Even from a great distance, the terror of the Sea of Blood could still be felt; if they were so affected here, what more Bai Qicang who was amidst it?

Therefore, even though Bai Qicang appeared sowhat disheveled as he struggled incessantly, they didn’t mock him; instead, they were deeply shaken by his plight.

Had they been in his place, they probably would have long been devoured by the Sea of Blood.

“Mr. Pang, how would you fare if you were in his shoes?” Zhu Houji’s voice rose in a low inquiry by Pang Hong’s ear.

Zhu Houji, who had just risen to beco a powerhouse, was watching the battle from afar, feeling chills; whether it was the all-encompassing Sea of Blood or the continuously struggling yet persisting Bai Qicang, both were existences that could easily annihilate him.

The all-encompassing Sea of Blood wasn’t of much concern; after all, it was ford by the Avatar of a True Fairy, and with his realm and power, the True Immortal Realm was still out of reach.

But Bai Qicang, also a supre powerhouse of the Nine Realms of Spirit, displayed power that was equally terrifying, making him question whether the other was truly of the sa realm as himself.

Pang Hong replied with a wry smile, “That Sea of Blood is the Avatar ford by the Blood Fiend Ancestor; not even another True Fairy Avatar may dare to claim an easy victory against it. Even with the divine artifact bestowed to by my ntor, I wouldn’t be able to last long inside it, definitely far beneath Master Bai.”

Pang Hong, despite the divine artifact given to him by Pei Xuanjing that allowed him to contend against many supre strong figures, was clear about his own limits. He knew that even with the divine artifact, he might not be able to rival Bai Qicang, let alone confront a True Fairy Avatar in this Sea of Blood.

Of course, what Pang Hong did not ntion was that the divine artifact bore the will and spiritual consciousness of his ntor. If pushed to a dire situation, it could summon his ntor’s Avatar, which was his true trump card.

Zhu Houji remained silent upon hearing this, though he had his suspicions.

“But it makes one wonder if Mr. Wang would prove stronger than Master Bai in there?” Pang Hong’s eyes shifted toward Wang Boan who stood nearby.

He was very curious about Wang Boan; though he had limited interactions with Mr. Wang, he was well aware of the man’s nurous deeds and legendary journey.

In particular, according to his ntor, if it weren’t for his own presence, Mr. Wang Boan might well have been the most outstanding figure in the Ancestral Land.

“Hmm?” Hearing Pang Hong’s words, Zhu Houji couldn’t help but turn his gaze to Wang Boan by his side, wondering if this was also Master Pei’s view.

The spectators, who were originally just watching, turned their attention to this conversation upon hearing it.

They knew that while Bai Qicang’s chances of victory were slim, there was no doubt that the strength he had displayed struck them with awe.

Now hearing Pang Hong’s assessnt of Wang Boan, they were all curious as to how he would respond.

Because, almost as Zhu Houji had guessed, they too believed that Pang Hong’s favorable view of Wang Boan stemd not rely from personal opinion, but also reflected the thoughts of True Monarch Shenxiao Pei Xuanjing.

“The Sect Leader flatters too much,” said Wang Boan with a faint smile on his face, modestly stating, “Even if I took action, I wouldn’t perform any better than Master Bai.”

Though Wang Boan was modest, the multitude of cultivators shifted in their deanor, their eyes on Wang Boan reflecting a significant change.

He wasn’t saying he had no ans at his disposal; he was saying he wouldn’t do any better than Bai Qicang.

That was no small claim. Bai Qicang was regarded as the strongest among the powerhouses, closest to a fairy, with unquestionable might. The fact that he could still stand up to a True Fairy Avatar under these circumstances was enough to prove Bai Qicang’s strength.

Yet even so, Wang Boan, without claiming to surpass the other, implied he was no less formidable, which was remarkable.

“It appears I have indeed underestimated this individual’s power,” Zhu Houji reflected inwardly, his thoughts brisk.

“ntor was right; this individual is truly a born Saintly Sage, a unique sage of the Confucian Gate,” Pang Hong recalled his ntor Pei Xuanjing’s praise for Wang Boan.

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The crowd had varied reactions to Wang Boan’s reply. Though so were skeptical, none voiced their doubt.

Because at that mont, the confrontation between Bai Qicang and the Blood Fiend Ancestor was reaching its final monts.

The towering Sea of Blood was endless; while Bai Qicang could cleave through it with his power, it would instantly heal, rendering all his efforts fruitless.

The Sea of Blood was infinite, but Bai Qicang’s human strength would eventually run out, especially as the Sea of Blood cut off the Heaven and Earth Essence Qi, leaving his Primordial Qi nearly exhausted.

Therefore, he decided to make one last desperate effort.

In the Sea of Blood, Bai Qicang’s Taoist robe was already in tatters, his divine sword in hand was corroded with fissures by the Sea of Blood, and the thunder that surrounded him no longer held the fierceness of before.

But in that mont, Bai Qicang’s expression was resolute, his eyes shone brightly, without a trace of fatigue, his unyielding will almost tangible.

Once again, he swung his divine sword, and countless thunderbolts roared. The thunder rged with the shadows of the sword, slashing toward the blood shadow.