"How is this possible?"
The disbelief in Elder Seventeen’s eyes was palpable. How could this be possible? He was intimately familiar with his own strength. Even when striking with a punch, he would need to be careful against a peer at the first-rank elder level.
His cultivation was merely at the level of one hundred and forty-seven Dao ranks. When it comes to cultivation, the gap between Ren Changsheng and him was huge. How could his punch not inflict any harm on Ren Changsheng?
"Nothing is impossible!"
The expression on Ren Changsheng’s face remained undisturbed, indifferent to Elder Seventeen’s formidable Power of Laws that was now furiously crashing against him, as if Ren Changsheng had not even noticed it.
Very strong, isn’t he?
Sorry, if it were not for Ren Changsheng, who has fused with the Hongmeng Control Body, then he might have to be somewhat wary. But the current Ren Changsheng, with a physique comparable to a semi-Dao Rank treasure, who could possibly harm him?
Ren Changsheng, standing here, could not be harmed in the slightest by Elder Seventeen’s full force, not to mention Elder Seventeen, even for a Hall Master-level powerhouse.
It would be the same.
As for those at the Heaven Rank, Ren Changsheng did not know since he had never faced a Heaven Rank powerhouse before, and encounters with those at the rank beyond heaven were even rarer.
"This can’t be possible!"
Elder Seventeen took a deep breath; his other hand swiftly slapped his own face. Damn it, this must not be real.
such a terrifying physique!
And Ren Changsheng in front of him,
His cultivation was only over one hundred and forty Dao ranks, Ren Changsheng was from a minor world, wasn’t he? How could he possess such a fearsome physique?
This is absolutely impossible.
In the heart of Elder Seventeen, at this moment, there was disbelief and even fear to believe.
"What am I seeing? It seems like the punch from Elder Seventeen was directly caught by the Emperor? Is this for real? Am I seeing things?"
"You’re not seeing things, I saw it too!"
"Come on, Elder Seventeen is a first-rank elder with boundless strength. How could Ren Changsheng just catch his punch like that?"
"It must be that Elder Seventeen was careless!"
The crowd immediately erupted into a clamor, and at this moment, the ten second-rank elders of the Golden Divine Hall were also full of shock and suspicion. But in a moment, these elders and everyone else alike. Chapters first released on NoveI[F]ire.net
They too couldn’t believe the scene before them.
In their view, it must be Elder Seventeen acting deliberately. He wanted to kill Ren Changsheng but did not do so directly, because Elder Seventeen wanted to torment his prey slowly.
In the Dark Temple, the Dark Palace Master’s eyes were filled with astonishment. He knew that Ren Changsheng was formidable, but he had not anticipated that he would be this formidable. This was an adversary with more than one hundred and eighty Dao ranks.
caught with a slap of the hand!
how terrifyingly powerful is his physique?
"Long live the Emperor!"
"Long live the Emperor!"
The disciples of the Dark Temple were now cheering louder, each looking at the young man with feverish eyes. These past three days, the disciples of the Dark Temple had endured too much humiliation.
they felt unspeakably exhilarated.
"Boy, this must be trickery and deceit!"
A glint of cold light shot through Elder Seventeen’s eyes. As a first-rank elder, though initially shaken, he quickly composed himself.
he wanted to retract his fist. Elder Seventeen did not believe that the youth could withstand another strike and suspected that Ren Changsheng might be relying on some treasures of the Nine-Life Saint
to have stopped his punch just once.
"Trickery and deceit?"
Ren Changsheng started to laugh. This Elder Seventeen was truly laughable. The real weak ones are not those with poor cultivation but those who don’t realize just how worthless they truly are!
The terrible Power of Laws surged furiously, but no matter how Elder Seventeen attacked the youth with the Power of Laws, the young man remained unmoved.
Elder Seventeen’s fist,
now too could not be withdrawn.
Elder Seventeen’s complexion changed. If it were merely blocking him, one could argue that Ren Changsheng relied on treasures, but at this moment, all he felt was his own Power of Laws colliding against the youth’s body.
It was like hitting cotton.
Absolutely powerless!
The young man’s face was full of smiles.
The Seventeenth Elder shouted fiercely.
Ren Changsheng gave a teasing smile, and in the next moment, Ren Changsheng’s palm exerted a slight force, and within Ren Changsheng’s body, on his physique, one could now see purple patterns lighting up.
They were the Hongmeng Divine Patterns.
They were also the most terrifying power of Ren Changsheng’s Hongmeng Control Body; as these patterns lit up, Ren Changsheng felt his body filling with power.
Infinite and unending.
A crisp sound rang out, as Ren Changsheng’s palm directly crushed the Seventeenth Elder’s fist, blood streaming out through the gaps between Ren Changsheng’s fingers.
The Seventeenth Elder cried out in agony, panic filling his eyes. How could this be possible? With just the power of his physique, this young man had directly crushed his fist.
There had been his formidable Power of Gold Laws, laws that could easily obliterate a second-class elder. How did the young man do it?
The Seventeenth Elder shouted angrily, and in the next moment, his body was sent flying backward, his fist now broken flush with his wrist.
Still stood in the same spot.
"Tsk tsk, quite decisive aren’t we!"
Ren Changsheng smiled playfully, loosing his grip on the fist as a splatter of blood was shaken off, wiping his palms, Ren Changsheng watched the Seventeenth Elder impassively.
The top of the Dark Divine Peak went completely silent.
Was it on purpose by the Seventeenth Elder?
Did the Seventeenth Elder want to torment this prey before him?
How should this be explained?
The Seventeenth Elder has broken a hand, could it be that this too was deliberate, just to torment the young man? If so, the Seventeenth Elder is quite foolish!
For a moment, a sound of sharp intakes of breath could be heard.
Watching the young man.
The Dark Palace Master, disciples of the Dark Temple...
The powerhouses from the other temples.
At this moment, they all gasped in shock. If what happened just now was real, how strong was that young man? A full-force blow from a first-class elder didn’t even hurt him.
Just how strong is Ren Changsheng before us?
The ten second-class elders from the Golden Temple finally snapped back to reality, and in a flash, they quickly went over to help the Seventeenth Elder, whose complexion was now extremely pale.
In the eyes of the Seventeenth Elder,
There was also a growing fear.
Since his cultivation had reached the level of Divine Master, he had never encountered such a terrifying scene before. What kind of monster was that young man?
"Who exactly are you?"
Looking at Ren Changsheng, the Seventeenth Elder’s hoarse voice came through.
Who was this young man?
The Seventeenth Elder absolutely did not believe that the young man’s cultivation was only one hundred forty-seven Dao Ranks. The young man’s cultivation must be exceeding those of the Hall Master level.