"The aura of the Dragon God Clan! You are indeed a member of the Dragon God Clan!"
The middle-aged man stared coldly at Feng Wuchen, easily guessing his identity from the terrifying aura emanating from Feng Wuchen.
"Dragon God Clanâs aura! My god! This aura has surged from the early Tiandi Realm to the late Tiandi Realm!"
"A strong fighter of the Dragon God Clan is actually in Xuanbing Valley!"
"Such horrifying battle power! Is this really at the early Tiandi Realm level?"
The twelve Tiandi level powerhouses, along with numerous Heavenly Deity and Heavenly Monarch level warriors, were so scared by Feng Wuchenâs terrifying power that their souls nearly fled their bodies.
"Late Tiandi Realm!" Long Qing frowned deeply, thinking to himself, "They know the young master is from the Dragon God Clan, yet they still dare to make a move!"
"Brother Fengâs aura!" The cultivating Ling Xiaoxiao and others all opened their eyes simultaneously.
"Teacherâs battle strength is becoming more and more terrifying! But the enemyâs strength is also quite formidable," Zhang Junlan commented with furrowed brows.
"Donât worry, Brother Feng wonât act unless heâs completely sure. Weâd better continue cultivatingâif not even the Great Heavenly Emperor can do anything to him, then neither can someone at the late Tiandi Realm," Liu Qingyang said without the slightest concern.
Liu Qingyangâs words were not unfounded.
The valley was filled with a terrifying aura that seemed to block out the chilling cold completely.
"Itâs too late for regrets now!" Feng Wuchen sneered coldly, a flash of murderous intent in his eyes.
Seeing Feng Wuchenâs confidence in his own strength, the middle-aged man frowned deeply and said coldly, "Really? I want to see if you, at the mere early Tiandi Realm, really possess late Tiandi Realm power."
"I donât know either. Youâre the first strong opponent Iâve faced since breaking through to the Tiandi Realm, and I want to see if my combat power has reached the late Tiandi Realm," Feng Wuchen sneered.
"This bratâs combat power is entirely elevated by a powerful Divine Artifact and the Dragon God Transformation; he probably canât fully utilize late Tiandi Realm power," the middle-aged man thought to himself, yet he dared not underestimate him.
"Boom!"
With this in mind, the middle-aged man gathered terrifying power in his palm and suddenly launched himself into the air with a piercing sonic boom, faster than lightning and with overwhelming momentum.
Feng Wuchen smirked slightly, undaunted, and met him head-on.
"Boom!"
"Buzz!"
Their speed was terrifying, and in an instant, they collided with a deafening boom, the destructive energy swirling unrestrained, with terrifying ripples crazily striking the icy walls of the valley, causing violent tremors and splitting cracks to appear.
Xuanbing Valley quaked violently, frightening many cultivators; the timid had already fled the valley.
The ferocious clash matched their strength equally.
"Such overbearing divine power! Iâve never seen such divine power beforeâis it the legendary power of the Heavenly Dao?" The middle-aged man was shocked, his expression somewhat stiff.
"I wonder if my power has reached the late Tiandi Realm?" Feng Wuchen asked with a cold smile, his expression calm.
The middle-aged manâs expression turned somber again, and with a cold snort, he launched a fierce offensive.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
"Buzz!"
A fierce battle broke out as their powers clashed repeatedly, the deafening explosions echoing through Xuanbing Valley, with the terrifying collision energy rolling wave after wave, even shattering the incredibly hard ice rock.
Feng Wuchenâs strength matched the manâs, using his astonishing speed and power to collide continuously.
However, as the battle continued, the middle-aged man was gradually at a disadvantage.
On the other hand, Feng Wuchen grew stronger as the fight went on, his power becoming more and more domineering.
"The Dragon God Clanâs physique is terrifying, and this bratâs body is stronger than ordinary Dragon God Clan members. In a close-quarters fight, I canât suppress him at all. I canât believe the early Tiandi Realm can unleash such dreadful power," the middle-aged man thought bitterly, feeling stinging pain in his limbs from the fierce clashes.
"It seems your skills arenât that great. The late Tiandi Realm, yet youâre worse than me, who is in the early Tiandi Realm!" Feng Wuchen mocked as he gradually suppressed the man.
"Boom!"
In another fierce clash, the middle-aged man used Feng Wuchenâs power to retreat, decisively abandoning close combat.
"Whoosh!"
But just as the man retreated, Feng Wuchen instantly appeared, startlingly abrupt.
"What? Instantaneous Movement!" The manâs expression changed dramatically.
"Boom!"
"Ah!"
Feng Wuchen sneered, not giving the man any chance, and punched fiercely, the explosive power blasting the man away. The immense pain in his back made him cry out in agony as he slammed into a huge pit in the valleyâs icy wall.
"Instantaneous Movement is indeed powerful," the man said coldly, floating out of the pit, "but your power canât harm me."
"Oh? Is that so?" Feng Wuchen mocked, removing his wrist and leg guards with a thought.
With the weights and suppression removed, Feng Wuchenâs aura surged once more.
"Whatâs going on? Why is this bratâs aura rising again? Could it be that he hasnât used his full strength?" Sensing the auraâs rise, the man was greatly shaken.
In shock, the man quickly summoned his Immortal Sword, his aura rapidly climbing.
"The Immortal Sword is suppressed by his Divine Artifact!" the man thought with a frown, his expression becoming even more serious, realizing Feng Wuchenâs formidable strength.
"What a coincidence, I also practice the Sword Dao," Feng Wuchen sneered, grabbing the Dragon God Sword out of thin air, the overwhelming Sword Intent soaring to the heavens.
Feng Wuchenâs aura rose once again, now nearing the late Tiandi Realm pinnacle.
"A Divine Sword!" The manâs face changed dramatically, secretly terrified, "How come this damn kid has treasures all over him? Where did he get so many divine artifacts? Iâve never heard of the Dragon God Clan having Artifact Refiners."
"Wait! An Artifact Refiner? Could he...could he be Lord Feng, the Divine Grade Artifact Refiner of the Ling Realm?" The man vaguely guessed Feng Wuchenâs identity.
This guess only made the man more shocked.
"Boom!"
This time, Feng Wuchen took the initiative, launching a fierce attack, the Dragon God Sword in hand, shooting out like a golden lightning bolt, the intense roaring sound echoing through the valley.
The man frowned deeply, channeling all his energy into the Immortal Sword, the fearsome momentum erupting once again as he shot forward without hesitation.
"Soul Reaping Slash of the Firmament!"
As he neared the man, Feng Wuchen roared explosively, the Dragon God Sword emanating a domineering sword energy, mesmerizing the soul.
Feng Wuchen gripped the Dragon God Sword with both hands, slashing down fiercely as if mightily cleaving Huashan, the sword energy on the Dragon God Sword suffocating, giving an impression of an unrivaled divine might.
"What sword technique is this?" The manâs face changed again, feeling a strong sense of unease.
The middle-aged man had no time to think deeply and could only meet the attack with all his might.