Wuu Yaohua’s expression turned solemn as he yelled out, his body suddenly erupting with a terrifying pressure. An overwhelming force swept across, filling the entire space, making the air itself seem to freeze at that moment.
The full pressure of the Middle Stage of Entering Saint Realm burst forth, leaving one feeling chilled to the bone.
From within Xiao Yifeng’s body, the Starforce within the five major acupoints surged out. His body shone with the light of stars, radiating the might of Starforce as he resisted the terrifying pressure of the opponent’s Entering Saint Realm.
"Old man, if you want to take on my Young Master, you must first get past me!"
Tian Tu roared and charged directly at Wuu Yaohua, throwing a fierce punch.
With Tian Tu’s punch, the void trembled, and the airflow was entirely obliterated by his strike, his massive form giving an overwhelming sense of oppression.
Facing Tian Tu’s punch, Wuu Yaohua’s True Qi surged within him as he struck out with a palm. The collision of their attacks caused a terrifying ripple of True Qi.
Waves of powerful aftereffects spread out, annihilating the surrounding airflow, creating a vacuum zone.
Tian Tu took several steps back, while the opponent also retreated three or four steps.
Despite being a realm apart, Tian Tu’s strength seemed not at all inferior to his opponent’s, which spoke volumes about Tian Tu’s formidable nature.
"Who are you? How can you be so strong?"
A look of surprise flashed across Wuu Yaohua’s eyes as he regarded Tian Tu.
Ignoring the old man’s question, Tian Tu roared once again and charged out, hurling another ferocious punch.
This time, every muscle in Tian Tu’s body contracted violently, a fearsome aura enveloping him as his blood rapidly boiled.
When Wuu Yaohua caught Tian Tu’s punch, the horrific power burst from his fist, terrifying like an overwhelming tsunami.
Wuu Yaohua’s complexion changed instantly, and he quickly mobilized all his strength to defend, but he was still forced back by Tian Tu’s punch.
Wuu Yaohua brandished an Inferior Grade Spiritual Artifact, his strength and aura increasing significantly as he wielded the artifact.
"Bloodline Power, break!"
Tian Tu bellowed, and the Bloodline Power within him was stirred up. Instantly, an aura as terrifying as a mountain spread from Tian Tu.
His entire being seemed to transform into a mountain peak, releasing an aura that suppressed heaven and earth, his muscles swelling, making him appear even more towering and imposing.
Tian Tu let out a roar, and his enormous fist, like a falling meteor, slammed into Wuu Yaohua with a momentum that felt capable of obliterating everything.
"This Tian Tu is truly terrifying!"
Xiao Yifeng muttered to himself, a sharp glint in his eyes.
"The Witch God Bloodline is naturally terrifying!"
"The Witch God Bloodline? Does Tian Tu truly possess the Witch God Bloodline?"
A look of shock flashed through Xiao Yifeng’s eyes.
"He indeed has the rare Witch God Bloodline, and to think, he has such strength without having tapped into even one percent of it. Truly formidable."
Long Qian exclaimed with admiration.
"One percent of the power!"
Xiao Yifeng was shocked once again, having never imagined that Tian Tu’s Bloodline Power could be so terrifying. If it were fully unleashed, wouldn’t that be defying the heavens?
Xiao Yifeng found it unimaginable.
"No matter how powerful, he’s still not as strong as you!"
Xiao Yifeng curled his lips.
"Kid, when you really grow up, you’ll realize just how terrifying you are. But that’s assuming you can hold out until then."
Long Qian stated indifferently.
"To think that the Witch God Bloodline still exists in this world... I wonder what those old timers would think if they knew."
Long Qian muttered to himself.
Faced with Tian Tu’s punch, mighty as a mountain, Wuu Yaohua summoned all his strength, channeling it into the Spiritual Artifact in his hand and brutally striking back at Tian Tu.
The collision of their utmost strengths resulted in three grating booms, with the destructive energy obliterating the void, wiping out the air in a radius of dozens of meters.
Tian Tu’s eyes widened as his power flooded out like a deluge.
Instantly, cracks appeared on the Spiritual Artifact in Wuu Yaohua’s hand. The horrific punch sent him retreating dozens of meters, coughing up mouthfuls of blood.
To defeat a Middle Stage Entering Saint Realm expert with the strength of one at the Initial Stage of the same realm – Tian Tu’s strength hadn’t exceeded Xiao Yifeng’s expectations.
And this is precisely the ability that the Witch God Bloodline afforded Tian Tu – the power to fight across levels.
"You old fool, already running out of steam? Keep it up!"
Excitement shone in Tian Tu’s eyes as he looked at Wuu Yaohua, whose complexion was ashen and filled with a grave expression.
At this point, Xiao Yifeng walked forward with his arms crossed and looked down at Wuu Yaohua, stating lightly, "Old man, if you can’t even defeat my subordinate, you think you can avenge your Wu Family lineage? Isn’t that just laughable?"
Wuu Yaohua glared fiercely at Xiao Yifeng.
"I suggest you go home and practice for a few more years. But after a few years, you might be training in Hell instead. Don’t worry, though, I might just send the entire Wu Family down to keep you company!"
Wuu Yaohua was so enraged by Xiao Yifeng that he spurted out another mouthful of blood.
"You all wait, my Wu Family won’t let this go!"
Wuu Yaohua snarled coldly, clutching his body as he swiftly left the scene.
"The old guy sure knows how to run fast!"
Tian Tu snorted coldly.
"Tian Tu, you did well this time!"
Xiao Yifeng looked at Tian Tu with praise.
"Young Master, it’s all part of my duty."
"Young Master, the Wu Family keeps sending stronger experts. Will they eventually send a Celestial Beings Realm expert?"
Jian Yun spoke with concern.
"The Wu Family is just a worldly clan, brimming with Martial Path experts, but they likely don’t have a Celestial Beings Realm strong one. Besides, the secular world wouldn’t permit the casual appearance of Celestial Beings Realm experts, so there’s no need to worry."
Xiao Yifeng said calmly.
"What’s there to fear? If we can’t win, we’ll just ask the master to come out of seclusion. Then, with one slap, we’ll wipe out that good-for-nothing Wu Family."
Tian Tu hummed dismissively.
"Speaking of the old man, I really miss him. When I have time, I should go and see him. I wonder if he has starved without me!"
Xiao Yifeng chuckled lightly.
Somewhere in a valley in China, an elderly man in tattered clothes was lying on a rock when he suddenly sneezed.
"Damn it, is that brat cursing me?"
The elder sat up, touched his nose, and then mumbled, "It must be that smelly kid cursing me. Just you wait – I’ll be sure to give you a good lesson when the time comes."