Chapter 51

At the same time, his body flickered, and he appeared on the stone platform, looking down at the crowd from the Hengyue Sect with a haughty gaze, and said, "You inner sect disciples, come at me all at once. I, Zhou Peng, am enough to handle all of you!"

The disciples of the Hengyue Sect immediately burst into an uproar, their faces filled with anger, and even the elders of the Hengyue Sect frowned.

The disciples of the Xuandao Sect, unusually, did not speak a word, their eyes filled with respect. Clearly, this person held a significant position in the Xuandao Sect.

The old man Ouyang coughed dryly and said loudly, "Fellow Daoist Huanglong, this Zhou Peng is my Xuandao Sect's top disciple! This time, let's decide the winner with one person. Among you, if anyone can last ten breaths without being defeated, it will count as a win for the Hengyue Sect!"

Zhang Kuang's eyes flashed, and he moved, leaping onto the stone platform, and said in a deep voice, "What an arrogant brat, I'll take you on!"

Zhou Peng laughed madly and said, "You? You look like you're at the sixth level of the Condensation Qi stage, but your hidden strength is at the eighth level. That level of cultivation is not enough!" As he spoke, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he casually flicked his sleeve. Instantly, a giant snake with a completely black body leaped out, growing rapidly in the wind, transforming into a massive python.

The python had a huge head, and it coldly glanced at the shocked Zhang Kuang, then suddenly inhaled, creating an unimaginable and powerful suction force.

This suction force was extremely peculiar, targeting only Zhang Kuang.

Zhang Kuang had no power to dodge. Before he could use any techniques, his body was sucked over like a kite with a broken string.

Zhou Peng sneered, and his right hand flicked, grabbing Zhang Kuang's neck as he was being pulled in, and said proudly, "Go back and cultivate for a few more decades before coming to find me!" As he spoke, he flicked his right hand, and Zhang Kuang's body was thrown backward at an incredible speed.

The last remaining disciple in purple immediately leaped forward to catch Zhang Kuang, but he could not stop the force of the throw. The two of them slid a long distance on the ground before finally stopping.

Zhang Kuang's face was pale, his eyes tightly closed, and his body was trembling. On his neck, there was a black handprint, like a clamp, tightly gripping his throat.

The disciple in purple who caught him was now horrified, silent.

Real Master Huanglong felt bitter. This top disciple of the other side was truly too strong. He could see that the current strength displayed by the other side had already reached the tenth level of the Condensation Qi stage. He must also have a concealment talisman, making it impossible to see his actual cultivation.

He looked around at the inner sect disciples and sighed inwardly. None of these disciples could win for sure, even the top disciple who was cultivating at the Core Formation stage with the elders was only at the tenth level of the Condensation Qi stage. He could fight, but if he lost, the Hengyue Sect would be completely defeated this time!

"Fine, this time the Hengyue Sect has no hope. I should inform the two grandmasters of what Ouyang old man said and make a decision quickly. If everything he said is true, sigh, the Hengyue Peak cannot be saved!" Real Master Huanglong smiled bitterly.

Zhou Peng haughtily scanned the crowd and said, "Next, who is it?"

All the disciples of the Hengyue Sect were stunned, unable to speak. They all lowered their heads, avoiding Zhou Peng's gaze, and no one was willing to step up.

Zhou Peng sneered, looking down on these people. At this moment, he suddenly paused. One of the disciples at the third level of the Condensation Qi stage was not afraid of his gaze!

Wang Lin's face was calm as he looked at Zhou Peng.

Zhou Peng stared at Wang Lin and said coldly, "What? Do you want to step up?"

Zhou Peng's words drew everyone's attention. When they realized he was referring to Wang Lin, their expressions became strange.

Real Master Huanglong sighed. Wang Lin, at the third level of the Condensation Qi stage, was someone he would not have noticed before, but now, compared to the other disciples, although his cultivation was very low, his courage was commendable!

Seeing that the other side did not speak, Zhou Peng sneered and said, "Fine, since no one dares to compete, this exchange, the Xuandao Sect wins!" As he spoke, he turned to look at the old man Ouyang.

The old man Ouyang had a look of satisfaction on his face and let out a long whistle. Instantly, a black cloud rushed out from Hengyue Mountain and quickly arrived at the scene.

Wang Lin focused and saw that it was the thousand-legged centipede!

Without a word, the old man Ouyang stepped onto it, followed by the disciples of the Xuandao Sect, one by one, flying onto the centipede. Finally, Zhou Peng leaped and landed on the head of the centipede, looking down at the disciples of the Hengyue Sect with disdain.

The thousand-legged centipede moved, and it sped away. From a distance, the low voice of the old man Ouyang could be heard: "Fellow Daoists of the Hengyue Sect, everything I said just now is true. All the Ancestor Yuanying of the Hengyue Sect have been killed! Since the Xuandao Sect has won, our Ancestor Pusanzi will arrive tomorrow. You should leave quickly!"

Real Master Huanglong and the others all frowned, a cloud of gloom hanging over their hearts. After hurriedly dismissing the disciples, they went to the inner mountain to report to the Core Formation grandmasters.

The inner sect disciples of the Hengyue Sect all heard the old man Ouyang's words before he left, feeling uneasy. Sun Dazhu, in particular, looked bitter, and he quickly returned to the medicinal garden with his hands behind his back.

Wang Lin stood alone, looking in the direction the Xuandao Sect had left. He sighed inwardly. Wang Hao still had not delivered the medicine, and he could only watch as the centipede flew away, losing the chance to extract the poison.

He sighed and did not return to Sun Dazhu's courtyard. Instead, he turned and walked toward the house he had lived in before he was assigned to the storage room. After a short while, he arrived at the house he had not returned to for many years.

This house was something every inner sect disciple received. As long as their name was on the sect's roster, it would not be given to anyone else. So, over the years, this house still belonged to Wang Lin.

Inside the house, he sat cross-legged on the bed, pondered for a moment, took out the stone bead, gritted his teeth, and immersed himself in it again.

In the dream space, as soon as Wang Lin appeared, Situ Nan's voice boomed, "Why didn't you participate in the competition? With your current cultivation, you could have easily killed that top disciple of the Xuandao Sect with one palm!"

Wang Lin smiled bitterly and said respectfully, "Senior, I am only at the third level of the Condensation Qi stage. How could I possibly defeat him?"

Situ Nan snorted and said, "What third level of the Condensation Qi stage? Didn't I tell you last time that you are already at the false completion stage of the Spirit Movement, equivalent to the fourteenth level of the Foundation Establishment stage here? Do you think I wasted all the Essence of the Ancestor Yuanying over the years? Without mentioning anything else, how could you possibly see through the cultivation of all the disciples if you were still at the third level of the Condensation Qi stage?"

Wang Lin was stunned, and his heart tightened. He hesitated for a moment and said, "Junior really reached the fourteenth level of the Condensation Qi stage?"

Situ Nan said irritably, "Yes, do you think I, an old man, would lie to you! Your cultivation, due to the nature of your training in the space, does not match your actual level. After some time, it will naturally adjust and become apparent."

Wang Lin took a deep breath, just about to speak, when Sitan Nan suddenly said quickly, "Your master is coming to find you, go out quickly!"

Wang Lin felt a blur before his eyes, and when he reappeared, he was already in the room. Almost as soon as he appeared, the door was pushed open, and Sun Dazhu, his eyes slightly flickering, stared at Wang Lin, and said in a deep voice, "Follow me!"