"If I were defeated by a mere eighth-level physical body cultivator, I, Tie Shanhu, would have no face to stay in the Holy Pill Sect!" Tie Shanhu remained unfazed by their teasing.
"If you won't make a move now, I will. After all, there's only one Heaven-Sealing Cauldron!"
As he spoke, Tie Shanhu's body grew taller again, his muscles bulging like coiled tree roots, and a crackling sound seemed to erupt from within him.
"I think you're courting death!"
On the other side, seeing Tang Mingyang charging towards her, Qin Mengyao, who had been venting her anger, felt the foul stench tremble slightly with a cold shout.
Then, Qin Mengyao extended her jade hand, and a wisp of cold air floated between her palms, instantly transforming into an ice bead. The ice bead detached from Qin Mengyao's hand and flew towards Tang Mingyang.
Bang…
The next moment, a loud bang rang out, the ice bead shattered into ice shards, exploding silently, and wisps of snowflakes danced in the air, tainted by the black gas.
Crackling
sounds rang out as the black gas was instantly bound by ice shards, falling to the ground and shattering into fragments.
Simultaneously, Tang Mingyang's hands were also stuck to the ice shards, the blood freezing and abruptly stopping.
"Damn it!"
Seeing this, Tang Mingyang immediately tried to retreat, but Qin Mengyao wouldn't give him the chance!
"Dare to attack Brother Yun? You should be prepared to die!"
Qin Mengyao's icy voice rang out. The ice shards adhered to Tang Mingyang faster and faster, finally exploding with two loud bangs, leaving Tang Mingyang's hands completely shattered.
"Ah..."
A scream rang out as Tang Mingyang knelt on the ground, his arms bent, his face contorted in agony, his teeth clenched.
His arms didn't bleed from the explosion.
Instead, they were instantly bound by ice shards, the wounds freezing, crystal clear like snow.
With a single strike, Tang Mingyang's hands were crippled. Qin Mengyao's strength was more than ten times more terrifying than Mu Yun's.
"Tenth level of physical body, defeating Tang Mingyang in one move, Qin Mengyao, you are indeed not simple..." A glint of light flashed in Shao Ming's eyes amidst the crowd.
Meanwhile, Tie Shanhu, who had been about to rush out, froze in place, unsure whether to continue or stop.
The scene instantly became awkward.
Tang Mingyang's hands turning to dust was unlike Tie Shanhu's injury from Mu Yun; this was something he could never recover from.
Clap clap...
Just then, a clapping sound rang out, and the previously silent scene was instantly filled with everyone's attention on the young man clapping.
The young man wore a gray robe, and his extremely ordinary face showed no smile.
Such a young man would be completely unrecognizable on the street.
However, when Mu Yun's gaze fell on the young man, his heart trembled.
Spiritual
Acupoint Realm!
Seeing the young man's slightly protruding tiger's mouth and his powerful hands, Mu Yun understood that this person was undoubtedly a martial artist at the first level of the Spiritual Acupoint Realm.
At the first level of the Spiritual Acupoint Realm, opening the Hegu acupoints at the base of the thumbs on both hands increases the strength of the hands tenfold.
Compared to the peak strength of the tenth level of the Physical Body Realm (50,000 jin), a martial artist at the first level of the Spiritual Acupoint Realm, having opened the Hegu acupoints, can unleash a punch with more than 50,000 jin of force.
This is the terrifying aspect of a Spiritual Acupoint Realm expert.
Opening ten acupoints with true essence within the body, the opening of each acupoint brings about a dramatic change in the martial artist's power.
Hence the saying
, "Ten levels of the Spiritual Acupoint Realm, each level a world of difference." This clearly shows the powerful difference between each level of the tenth level of
the Spiritual Acupoint Realm. The difference between the tenth level of the Physical Body Realm and the tenth level of the Spiritual Acupoint Realm is even more vast.
Seeing the ordinary-looking young man speak, Qin Mengyao frowned.
"First level of the Spiritual Acupoint Realm, opening the Hegu acupoints, do you think that by standing up, you can stand up for them?" Qin Mengyao said disdainfully.
*Clap clap…
* The young man clapped his hands again, laughing, "Qin Mengyao, the eldest daughter of the Qin family, was destined not to live past twenty, but Mu Yun cured her of the cold poison in her body, and her cultivation has soared. Indeed… Shao Ming's words were indeed correct!"
Shao Ming!
A cold glint flashed in Mu Yun's eyes.
Others might not know about the cold poison in Qin Mengyao's body, but he knew it perfectly well.
The power of the Ice Phoenix Divine Soul was something that none of these people knew, but within the entire Heavenly Fortune Continent, or even within the top-tier Saint Pill Sect, some people might be able to see some clues.
At that time, with his current strength, if some people wanted to forcibly take Qin Mengyao away, he would be powerless to stop them.
"What are you talking about?"
Qin Mengyao also felt that something was amiss.
The power of the Ice Phoenix Divine Soul was currently only known to her and Mu Yun. If it were detected by a powerful force, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Hehe… I'm not quite sure right now either, but in a few days, the results will be clear. At that time, what will be presented before you will be a much wider world!"
The ordinary young man looked at the gold with a burning expression on his face.
It was the madness of an alchemist seeing a divine pill successfully refined under their own hands.
"Too bad you won't have your chance!"
Seeing the madness on the young man's face, Qin Mengyao's expression turned icy.
Her love with Mu Yun was only just beginning, and she wouldn't allow anyone to break it.
"Hehe, I'll take this opportunity to test your strength. I'm looking forward to it!"
"Senior Brother Lin Ming, be careful, this woman is not simple!"
"Don't worry, just a tenth-level physical body cultivator, she can't hurt me!" A smile appeared on Lin Ming's otherwise ordinary face as he darted forward.
Qin Mengyao was already furious; anyone who wanted to ruin her relationship with Mu Yun had to die.
Mu Yun was even more unbearable.
"Shao Ming, do you know that parrots love to chew their tongues? So, it's destined not to live long."
Mu Yun's face turned cold as he drew his Qinggang sword and charged towards Shao Ming.
"Kill him!"
At the same time, Shao Ming, Tie Shanhu, and Ba Yude immediately attacked.
Tie Shanhu and Ba Yude, both at the tenth level of the physical body realm, along with Shao Ming, a peak ninth-level Spirit Realm cultivator, and more than a dozen seventh and eighth-level martial artists, instantly surrounded Mu Yun.
"Mo Yang, watch carefully, this time your master will show you what true sword intent is!"
At this moment, Mo Yang sensed a flame brewing within Mu Yun's heart, a flame about to erupt.
*Clang...
* A sword flashed, the Shadow-Replenishing Sword.
This sword strike seemed both familiar and strange to Mo Yang.
Familiar because it was this very sword strike that had allowed him to comprehend the essence of swordsmanship. Strange because
this strike was worlds apart from anything before.
*Clang clang clang...*
In an instant, the clanging of swords rang out. Mu Yun's body tumbled through the air, the Azure Sword flashing with light. Under this strike, everyone's movements seemed to slow down completely.
*Pfft pfft...*
In a flash, five figures collapsed to the ground, blood spurting from their necks, their lives extinguished.
To reap five lives with a single sword strike, especially under the combined attack of Ba Yude, Tie Shanhu, and the other two—for Mu Yun, at the eighth level of the Core Formation Realm, to achieve this was nothing short of a miracle.
"You think this is the end? Shao Ming, I'll make you regret your loose tongue!"
Mu Yun took a step forward; martial artists below the ninth level were utterly powerless to stop him.
Gradually, his steps led him toward Shao Yu, who was at the very back.
"Didn't you want your spatial ring back? I'll give it to you now, can you handle it?" Mu Yun roared, his longsword already drawn.
"You dare! Mu Yun, stop him! Stop him!"
Seeing Mu Yun heading straight for Shao Yu, Shao Ming's eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at Mu Yun, practically spitting fire.
However, any martial artist at the eighth level of the Physical Body Realm who got close to Mu Yun was instantly sent flying by his sword. Even a ninth-level Spirit Realm martial artist could be skillfully evaded by Mu Yun.
Seeing Mu Yun targeting him, Shao Yu's face turned deathly pale.
He had clearly seen Mu Yun send an eighth-level Core Formation Realm martial artist flying with a single sword strike, without even blinking.
Mu Yun at the eighth level of the Core Formation Realm—only his elder brother could probably withstand him.
How did this guy cultivate?
Wasn't he once the most notorious good-for-nothing in Bei Yun City?
"Trash, what are you thinking? Didn't you say you'd make me kneel and return the spatial ring to you one day?"
Mu Yun roared, leaping into the air.
Seeing Mu Yun leap, Shao Yu's legs trembled, and he collapsed to his knees with a thud, his pants soaked.
"No!"
Seeing Mu Yun show no mercy and ultimately swing his sword, Shao Ming's face twisted in a grotesque grimace.
*Thud...*
Finally, with a soft thud, a head fell to the ground.
Shao Yu was dead.
These two brothers had been plotting this ever since they entered Beiyun City; killing them wasn't excessive.
"Good, very good, Mu Yun, your death is near!"
Shao Ming straightened his body, suppressing his grief, and shouted, "Ba Yude, Tie Shanhu, as long as you help me kill Mu Yun and return to the sect, I will ask my grandfather for a low-grade Xuan weapon each as a reward!"
"Is this true?" "
Is this true?"
Shao Ming's eyes flashed with bloodlust, and he almost roared, "If I break this promise, I, Shao Ming, will never be able to reach the tenth level of the Spirit Cave in my life."
"Good!"
Seeing Shao Ming's almost crazed expression, Tie Shanhu and Ba Yude chuckled.
The reason they allowed Mu Yun to charge forward earlier was to avoid exhausting themselves.
But now, a low-grade Xuan weapon was enough to make them determined to kill Mu Yun.
"Hehe, Shao Ming, if you had said this earlier, no matter what treasures this guy had, I wouldn't have argued with you. I have always admired the low-grade Xuan weapons your grandfather crafted."
Ba Yude smiled slightly, not caring about Shao Yu's death.
"Three pieces of trash, even combined, are still trash!" Facing the three of them working together, Mu Yun was completely unconcerned.
It was as if even if Lin Ming were standing in front of him, he could still treat him with indifference.
"Stubborn fool!"
With a sneer, Ba Yude made the first move.
In his hand, a black bead appeared, its entire body gleaming with a bloodthirsty black light, shimmering brightly.
"Ba Yude, you've even brought out your Deadly Cloud Bead. It seems I'll have to show you some real skills too!"
Seeing Ba Yude's actions, Tie Shanhu laughed heartily, and with a clang, a large sword suddenly appeared.