C634 – More and More Chaotic
Chaotic Battlefield.
Within the confines of a hidden chamber.
Seated cross-legged, a figure clad in black surrounded by four suspended swords emitted a formidable and expansive aura of swordsmanship, its sharp intensity weighing heavily in the air.
“It seems you’ve dedicated yourself to cultivation with great fervor over the years!”
A voice abruptly pierced the silence.
“Who goes there!”
Reacting swiftly, the black-clad figure conjured a sword seal, causing the four swords to multiply into tens of thousands, filling the chamber with an overwhelming barrage of sword energy directed at the source of the voice.
With a bare-handed strike, the man ruptured the fabric of space, creating a menacing spatial tear that consumed the entire chamber.
A resounding crash echoed as the two clashed within the spatial rupture.
Amidst the spatial disruption, a thunderous noise reverberated as their conflict unfolded.
“What’s happening?”
“This… isn’t good. Move aside!”
Instantaneously, the spatial crevice cleaved through, catching some individuals off guard, plunging them into its depths.
Witnessing this spectacle, Faang Qingcang was profoundly stunned.
The two combatants displayed a level of power that exceeded his wildest expectations.
“Elder, what is this…?”
Faang Pinglin approached, beholding the scene with a sense of petrification.
Could there truly exist such formidable figures in this world?
“He desires anonymity. Direct confrontation would result in our family’s annihilation with but a single strike!”
Anxiousness clouded Faang Qingcang’s gaze as he observed the clash.
He acknowledged the formidable nature of the burly figure but hadn’t fathomed the extent of his strength, particularly within the Extreme Tao Stage Realm.
Despite the recent emergence of numerous Extreme Dao experts, Faang Qingcang was certain none rivaled the prowess of the black-clad individual.
“Pinglin, ensure the evacuation of our people!”
Faang Pinglin promptly complied upon hearing the command.
Within the Void’s crevice, the turbulence of their clash escalated. Occasionally, the force of the Great Dao would seep through, casting misfortune upon the Fang Clan. Though mere overflow, it posed a lethal threat to their lives.
Observing this spectacle, Faang Qingcang quelled the residual shockwaves of their confrontation. Yet, numerous members of the Fang family still succumbed to the aftermath.
Faang Qingcang felt powerless, his only wish being for the robust man to swiftly vanquish his adversary.
These two combatants relied solely on their bare hands, eschewing external aids. Nevertheless, an array of supernatural abilities was unleashed, leaving spectators bewildered.
“Is this the pinnacle of the Ultimate Path Realm?”
The uproar stirred by the battle drew numerous astonished onlookers, their faces betraying incredulity.
“Is the Fang Clan truly this formidable?”
“Who is that individual from the Fang Clan? Why do I not recognize him?”
The spectators, astounded, engaged in fervent discussion.
Perhaps to evade scrutiny, the battling pair gradually withdrew, leaving behind the desolate Fang Clan.
Onlookers gaped as the combatants exchanged blows. Though they had witnessed the events, it was evident the destruction of the Fang Clan was unintentional.
Nonetheless, the collision’s aftermath wrought havoc of terrifying proportions.
“Elder, can you discern the realm of those two seniors?”
A bold junior, emboldened by his lineage, dared to inquire of the elder beside him.
Hearing this query, the surrounding crowd turned their attention to the elder.
For he was the venerable ancestor of the Lin family, the foremost clan to produce an individual who reached the Extreme Tao Stage in ancient times. Amidst the throng, he stood as the mightiest, possessing the ability to gauge the combatants’ prowess.
Unfazed by his junior’s question, the elder of the Lin family remained fixated on the combatants, his countenance reflecting profound shock.
“Old ancestor!”
Upon observing the lack of response from the elderly Lin family ancestor, the youth couldn’t resist shaking his arm, rousing him from his reverie.
Meeting the gaze of the elder, the child reiterated his earlier inquiry.
The elderly ancestor offered a wry smile, “Innocent child, you credit me too generously. How could I presume to discern the true prowess of such a formidable expert?”
A resounding “Boom!” echoed, igniting a commotion throughout the assembly.
The revelation sent shockwaves through the gathered crowd.
Was it conceivable that even the venerable Lin family ancestor couldn’t gauge the strength of the opposing sides?
If so, did it imply that the capabilities of those two individuals rivaled those of Tianji Zi, Yin Tianzi, and their ilk?
“Then, esteemed ancestor, can you speculate on their cultivation level? Might they transcend the Extreme Tao Stage? What lies beyond that realm?”
The young child inquired with curiosity, eliciting anticipation from the onlookers, particularly those from smaller factions unfamiliar with such esoteric knowledge.
The Lin family ancestor’s expression shifted uncomfortably upon hearing this query.
“He’s merely a child, still navigating his own breakthroughs. He lacks the discernment of such matters.”
Just as the Lin family ancestor grappled with how to address the younger generation’s inquiries, a derisive voice cut through the air.
“How dare you!”
“Who is it? Come out!”
These words were too arrogant.
The Lin family’s Old Ancestor was an ancient sage who had traversed nearly a hundred million years.
All those present paid their respects to the venerable Old Ancestor of the Lin family.
Surprisingly, the figure in the shadows addressed the Lin family’s Old Ancestor as ‘little fellow,’ arousing curiosity about the speaker’s identity.
“It’s me, old timer. What’s the matter? Does it irk you that I referred to this lad as ‘little guy’?”
The individual turned to the Old Ancestor of the Lin family, inquiring, “Youngster, tell me, do you deem me worthy of such familiarity?”
Clad in worn-out garments, the man appeared elderly, his unkempt hair cascading over his shoulders. Despite his forlorn countenance and stooped posture, a smile graced his lips, hinting at inner contentment.
Upon catching sight of the old man’s visage, some bystanders felt inclined to reprimand him.
Before any words could be uttered, a startling spectacle unfolded before their eyes.
Witnessing the arrival of the old man, the Lin family’s Old Ancestor brimmed with joy. Defying all expectations, he approached the old man and reverently knelt before him, to the astonishment of onlookers.
“Senior, is that you?”
“Lin Yichuan greets senior.”
Tears welled in the eyes of the Lin family’s Old Ancestor, his body trembling as the demeanor of the experts surrounding him vanished entirely.
With reverence, he knelt on the ground, performing several respectful kowtows.
Clearly, Lin Yichuan’s excitement upon seeing this elder was uncontrollable.
It was only then that the true identity of the Lin family’s Old Ancestor, named Lin Yichuan, became known to everyone.
Witnessing this scene, the members of the Lin family were further stunned and rendered speechless.
In their perception, the Old Ancestor was a formidable presence, transcending mortal bounds. Who was this Sloppy Old Man that could compel their esteemed ancestor to address him respectfully as senior?
The Sloppy Old Man offered no explanation but instead gazed into the distance with intrigue.
Just as confusion loomed, the old man casually waved his hand, conjuring two figures from the Void.
“Indeed, Senior’s methods are remarkable,” Lin Yichuan lauded.
It was the Sloppy Old Man who had ruptured the barrier, granting onlookers access to the unfolding battle.
At that moment, the movements of the two combatants were so swift that differentiation proved impossible.
All could perceive were two blurred silhouettes darting incessantly, accompanied by faint explosions resonating from the Void.
C634 – More and More Chaotic
Chaotic Battlefield.
Within the confines of a hidden chamber.
Seated cross-legged, a figure clad in black surrounded by four suspended swords emitted a formidable and expansive aura of swordsmanship, its sharp intensity weighing heavily in the air.
“It seems you’ve dedicated yourself to cultivation with great fervor over the years!”
A voice abruptly pierced the silence.
“Who goes there!”
Reacting swiftly, the black-clad figure conjured a sword seal, causing the four swords to multiply into tens of thousands, filling the chamber with an overwhelming barrage of sword energy directed at the source of the voice.
With a bare-handed strike, the man ruptured the fabric of space, creating a menacing spatial tear that consumed the entire chamber.
A resounding crash echoed as the two clashed within the spatial rupture.
Amidst the spatial disruption, a thunderous noise reverberated as their conflict unfolded.
“What’s happening?”
“This… isn’t good. Move aside!”
Instantaneously, the spatial crevice cleaved through, catching some individuals off guard, plunging them into its depths.
Witnessing this spectacle, Faang Qingcang was profoundly stunned.
The two combatants displayed a level of power that exceeded his wildest expectations.
“Elder, what is this…?”
Faang Pinglin approached, beholding the scene with a sense of petrification.
Could there truly exist such formidable figures in this world?
“He desires anonymity. Direct confrontation would result in our family’s annihilation with but a single strike!”
Anxiousness clouded Faang Qingcang’s gaze as he observed the clash.
He acknowledged the formidable nature of the burly figure but hadn’t fathomed the extent of his strength, particularly within the Extreme Tao Stage Realm.
Despite the recent emergence of numerous Extreme Dao experts, Faang Qingcang was certain none rivaled the prowess of the black-clad individual.
“Pinglin, ensure the evacuation of our people!”
Faang Pinglin promptly complied upon hearing the command.
Within the Void’s crevice, the turbulence of their clash escalated. Occasionally, the force of the Great Dao would seep through, casting misfortune upon the Fang Clan. Though mere overflow, it posed a lethal threat to their lives.
Observing this spectacle, Faang Qingcang quelled the residual shockwaves of their confrontation. Yet, numerous members of the Fang family still succumbed to the aftermath.
Faang Qingcang felt powerless, his only wish being for the robust man to swiftly vanquish his adversary.
These two combatants relied solely on their bare hands, eschewing external aids. Nevertheless, an array of supernatural abilities was unleashed, leaving spectators bewildered.
“Is this the pinnacle of the Ultimate Path Realm?”
The uproar stirred by the battle drew numerous astonished onlookers, their faces betraying incredulity.
“Is the Fang Clan truly this formidable?”
“Who is that individual from the Fang Clan? Why do I not recognize him?”
The spectators, astounded, engaged in fervent discussion.
Perhaps to evade scrutiny, the battling pair gradually withdrew, leaving behind the desolate Fang Clan.
Onlookers gaped as the combatants exchanged blows. Though they had witnessed the events, it was evident the destruction of the Fang Clan was unintentional.
Nonetheless, the collision’s aftermath wrought havoc of terrifying proportions.
“Elder, can you discern the realm of those two seniors?”
A bold junior, emboldened by his lineage, dared to inquire of the elder beside him.
Hearing this query, the surrounding crowd turned their attention to the elder.
For he was the venerable ancestor of the Lin family, the foremost clan to produce an individual who reached the Extreme Tao Stage in ancient times. Amidst the throng, he stood as the mightiest, possessing the ability to gauge the combatants’ prowess.
Unfazed by his junior’s question, the elder of the Lin family remained fixated on the combatants, his countenance reflecting profound shock.
“Old ancestor!”
Upon observing the lack of response from the elderly Lin family ancestor, the youth couldn’t resist shaking his arm, rousing him from his reverie.
Meeting the gaze of the elder, the child reiterated his earlier inquiry.
The elderly ancestor offered a wry smile, “Innocent child, you credit me too generously. How could I presume to discern the true prowess of such a formidable expert?”
A resounding “Boom!” echoed, igniting a commotion throughout the assembly.
The revelation sent shockwaves through the gathered crowd.
Was it conceivable that even the venerable Lin family ancestor couldn’t gauge the strength of the opposing sides?
If so, did it imply that the capabilities of those two individuals rivaled those of Tianji Zi, Yin Tianzi, and their ilk?
“Then, esteemed ancestor, can you speculate on their cultivation level? Might they transcend the Extreme Tao Stage? What lies beyond that realm?”
The young child inquired with curiosity, eliciting anticipation from the onlookers, particularly those from smaller factions unfamiliar with such esoteric knowledge.
The Lin family ancestor’s expression shifted uncomfortably upon hearing this query.
“He’s merely a child, still navigating his own breakthroughs. He lacks the discernment of such matters.”
Just as the Lin family ancestor grappled with how to address the younger generation’s inquiries, a derisive voice cut through the air.
“How dare you!”
“Who is it? Come out!”
These words were too arrogant.
The Lin family’s Old Ancestor was an ancient sage who had traversed nearly a hundred million years.
All those present paid their respects to the venerable Old Ancestor of the Lin family.
Surprisingly, the figure in the shadows addressed the Lin family’s Old Ancestor as ‘little fellow,’ arousing curiosity about the speaker’s identity.
“It’s me, old timer. What’s the matter? Does it irk you that I referred to this lad as ‘little guy’?”
The individual turned to the Old Ancestor of the Lin family, inquiring, “Youngster, tell me, do you deem me worthy of such familiarity?”
Clad in worn-out garments, the man appeared elderly, his unkempt hair cascading over his shoulders. Despite his forlorn countenance and stooped posture, a smile graced his lips, hinting at inner contentment.
Upon catching sight of the old man’s visage, some bystanders felt inclined to reprimand him.
Before any words could be uttered, a startling spectacle unfolded before their eyes.
Witnessing the arrival of the old man, the Lin family’s Old Ancestor brimmed with joy. Defying all expectations, he approached the old man and reverently knelt before him, to the astonishment of onlookers.
“Senior, is that you?”
“Lin Yichuan greets senior.”
Tears welled in the eyes of the Lin family’s Old Ancestor, his body trembling as the demeanor of the experts surrounding him vanished entirely.
With reverence, he knelt on the ground, performing several respectful kowtows.
Clearly, Lin Yichuan’s excitement upon seeing this elder was uncontrollable.
It was only then that the true identity of the Lin family’s Old Ancestor, named Lin Yichuan, became known to everyone.
Witnessing this scene, the members of the Lin family were further stunned and rendered speechless.
In their perception, the Old Ancestor was a formidable presence, transcending mortal bounds. Who was this Sloppy Old Man that could compel their esteemed ancestor to address him respectfully as senior?
The Sloppy Old Man offered no explanation but instead gazed into the distance with intrigue.
Just as confusion loomed, the old man casually waved his hand, conjuring two figures from the Void.
“Indeed, Senior’s methods are remarkable,” Lin Yichuan lauded.
It was the Sloppy Old Man who had ruptured the barrier, granting onlookers access to the unfolding battle.
At that moment, the movements of the two combatants were so swift that differentiation proved impossible.
All could perceive were two blurred silhouettes darting incessantly, accompanied by faint explosions resonating from the Void.
