Everyone was silent, their eyes looking up in terror at the figure above.
He was like an emperor looking down upon the world, radiating majesty without anger, fully displaying his draconic aspect.
Seeing the indifferent crowd below, Wang Xuanyi spoke again, his voice calm and cold, “Since you consider this to be an insult, I will show you what true terror is. I will allow you to seek help from any cultivator below the Soul Formation Realm to defeat me.”
“...”
The crowd remained silent.
Su Qian, Mo Yan, and even the people from the Heavenly Martial Immortal Sect thought Wang Xuanyi had gone mad.
Although they had just seen Wang Xuanyi instantly kill two Nascent Soul Realm cultivators, that was built on the element of surprise. Now, he was boasting shamelessly.
Could it be... that he could truly kill a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator in a head-on clash?
“You don't dare? Aren't you all self-proclaimed ancient geniuses? Let me see your strength. It's just the Nascent Soul Realm; I can handle it.”
The wild wind howled past, blowing the stray hairs on Wang Xuanyi's forehead, sending a slight chill through the geniuses. However, it was nothing compared to the coldness in his eyes.
After three breaths of time, someone finally couldn't bear it anymore.
A green youth who had cultivated for barely over a decade actually dared to suppress a crowd of geniuses so they didn't dare to act, and even openly challenged Nascent Soul Realm cultivators.
What absolute arrogance!
“Kid, you said it yourself! Today, even if I have to throw away my old face, I will slay you right here!”
The speaker was an eighth-layer Nascent Soul Realm cultivator from Huoyun Mountain. He was on the verge of stepping into the late-stage Nascent Soul Realm Great Perfection, and his strength was terrifying.
Wang Xuanyi looked over out of the corner of his eye and said indifferently, “As you wish. Come and fight. If I die, it's because my skills are inferior. But if you lose, don't expect me to spare you.”
“Good! You have guts!”
Huoyun Mountain was indeed a gathering place for hotheads. As the old man's words fell, a blazing flame ignited between heaven and earth, and even the air grew scorching hot.
Nascent Soul Realm cultivators could channel the power of heaven and earth for their own use, free from the constraints of the world. It was also the first threshold on the path to immortality.
Unlike the Shedding Mortality and Entering Spirit stages of the Foundation Establishment and Violet Palace Realms, this was a true shedding of mortality to enter immortality. One no longer consumed worldly food, constructing a pure, pristine body and transforming one's soul into an immortal spirit.
The old man's aura surged violently as a massive amount of runes emerged. His overwhelming magic power erupted into flames, seemingly about to incinerate this entire world.
“Heaven Incineration!”
The moment those two words left his mouth, the old man pressed his fingers together. Violent flames descended, and countless runes locked down the space where Wang Xuanyi stood.
Every single flame contained a rune, totaling several thousand. They completely sealed off the entire space, intending to kill Wang Xuanyi with a single strike.
The power of heaven and earth was mobilized by the old man at this moment. He was like a high and mighty immortal, unleashing an earth-shattering strike with a simple move.
Boom!
The sealed space suddenly exploded. The runes filling the sky firmly restricted the blast, locking in the violent strike—which was powerful enough to destroy a cultivator of the same realm—to deliver the most lethal blow possible to Wang Xuanyi.
“Is he dead?”
“He should be dead.”
The geniuses below asked, deeply concerned about the outcome.
The full-force strike of a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator was something even an invincible powerhouse of the same realm would have to think twice about, let alone a minor cultivator of the Foundation Establishment Realm.
However, the powerhouses knit their brows. They could sense that within that space, that person was still alive—and completely unharmed!
“Damn it! What kind of monster are you?”
The old man cursed loudly. As the space swallowed by the sea of fire gradually revealed itself, Wang Xuanyi was still standing there, his posture and expression completely unchanged.
The true dragon coiled beside him, white mist billowing from the corners of its mouth, constantly breathing out hot air. Its golden spiritual eyes made anyone who looked at it shudder.
“What?!”
“How is this possible... completely unharmed?”
“Just what kind of monster is he?”
“Did a remnant soul of a True Immortal from the Ancient Immortal Realm escape?”
Someone among the geniuses muttered this, and the various factions suddenly had an epiphany, as if a light had switched on.
Eliminating all other possibilities, only this one made sense.
This also explained why this kid was so powerful. It was highly likely that a True Immortal's remnant soul had possessed him. Otherwise, it would be absolutely impossible for someone at the Foundation Establishment Realm to slaughter Golden Core and Nascent Soul cultivators at will.
“Who on earth are you? Don't force us to take action to suppress you and send you back to the Ancient Immortal Realm!” a powerhouse spoke coldly, the power of laws manifesting around them.
On the Heavenly Martial Immortal Sect's side, they also seemed to be jolted awake by that genius's words. In particular, Wang Xuanyi seemed like a completely different person from before, which made him even more suspicious.
The scene became extremely tense. Many powerhouses concluded that the real Wang Xuanyi was already dead, and the person before them was an anomaly possessed by the remnant soul of a True Immortal.
Su Qian and Mo Yan frowned. Although they had their doubts, the aura and magic power on Wang Xuanyi were exactly the same as before, with no discernible difference.
The biggest difference was that he was extremely cold today—so cold that there was no one in his eyes, as if he could not accommodate anything in the world.
“Hehehe... Hahaha...”
Wang Xuanyi laughed wildly, and this action broke out cold sweat on everyone else.
If it really was a possession by a True Immortal's remnant soul, then he might truly be able to recover his strength in a short period. At that time, it would undoubtedly be a disaster for everyone.
“What are you laughing at?” the Nascent Soul Realm cultivator from Huoyun Mountain asked in terror.
“I'm laughing at how you are all frogs at the bottom of a well. I'm laughing at how you treat a bunch of stupid pigs as geniuses. I'm laughing at how you, at your old age, actually believe in something completely fabricated.”
“As expected, no matter how high of a realm humans cultivate to, when facing the unknown, they always prefer to believe whatever they want to believe,” Wang Xuanyi laughed loudly.
“How dare a monster like you insult us geniuses! Are you really not afraid that the various forces will suppress and kill you?” a genius below said indignantly.
They were not stupid pigs; they were geniuses of the previous era who had chosen to go into slumber because they missed the Ancient Immortal Realm. They had their own pride.
Boom!
Wang Xuanyi casually slapped out, turning that person into a mist of blood right in front of the numerous powerhouses. Then, before anyone could react, he had already arrived before the Nascent Soul Realm cultivator of Huoyun Mountain, their eyes locking.
Crack!
Wang Xuanyi gripped the old man's neck. No matter how much the old man struggled, he could not escape; that arm was as powerful as a pillar supporting heaven and earth.
“Why do you think my figure was never seen on the Dao Discussion Platform? Why is it that I can slaughter Golden Core and Nascent Soul Realm cultivators at will, while you cannot?”
“Let me tell you.”
Wang Xuanyi grinned, revealing his pearly white teeth. Under the old man's despairing gaze, he crushed his body. The flesh and blood seemed to suffer some sort of impact, instantly tearing apart.
The old man's soul tried to flee, but was restricted by a rune, then dissolved into nothingness, completely dead.
“Because... you are weak. So weak that the Dao Discussion Platform rejected my presence. So weak that the Dao Discussion Platform feared I would accidentally kill you all. So weak that I didn't even bother to fight for that so-called perfect foundation platform. So weak that you have absolutely no idea how terrifying the peer standing before you actually is.”
Wang Xuanyi strolled through the void, Great Dao runes manifesting beneath his feet and converging into golden lotuses one after another. Then, he arrived before the geniuses.
“What? You're unhappy that I called you weak?”
“I allowed you to call upon any cultivator below the Soul Formation Realm to crusade against me together. Why is everyone silent now?”
“Oh, right, I forgot to mention. You only have half an incense stick's time to think. Once that time is up... whether you can survive will depend on whether your Sect Masters care about their reputation.”
Wang Xuanyi grinned and laughed loudly. The aura on him did not diminish at all; instead, it pressured the geniuses so much that they could not look him in the eye, and a desire to retreat began to bloom in their hearts.
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