Pavilion Leader Ye Rong inhaled deeply. "Old Man Bu, let's attack together. I know that you are also very interested in the treasures that he possesses." Ye Rong had not expected Mo Wen to be so strong. His raw strength had allowed him to defeat her Purple Qi. She could still not believe that she had been unable to withstand him and was a little confused as to how Mo Wen could actually be that strong.
Meanwhile, Jiang Pingzhou could not help but feel extremely shocked. He was trembling inside. It was lucky he was not facing the youth alone. If he was, heaven knows how he would have ended up.
When Mo Wen had used the Glory of Thunder technique, his strength had doubled. His strength now surpa.s.sed that of a pract.i.tioner at the later stage of the Golden Elixir realm. He was not too far from the peak of the Golden Elixir realm.
However, although the Glory of Thunder technique allowed his strength to greatly increase, it also consumed a lot of inner Qi. In the blink of an eye, Mo Wen's inner Qi had been depleted by 25 percent. If he used it four times consecutively, his inner Qi would be completely depleted.
Mo Wen had defeated three powerful individuals who had all worked together against him. He did not seem affected on the surface but his inner Qi had actually been substantially depleted. He would not be able to use such a strong attack again for a while.
Each group of ancient martial art pract.i.tioners was all stronger than the last. No one had expected that Mo Wen would actually be so powerful, capable of battling the four top masters at the same time and still maintain the upper hand. His ability was truly impressive. It was likely that Mo Wen would even have been able to defeat an ancient martial art pract.i.tioner at the peak of the Golden Elixir realm. He was only around 20 years of age. How could he actually be that strong!
Chen Wuhui clenched his fist, his eyes were full of worry. He knew a great deal about the top masters of the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension. He was unsure how much of their powers were being hidden but was certain that their powers were definitely much greater than they had shown them to be so far.
They had not yet given it their all. If they were to do so and worked collaboratively than the results would be unthinkable. Although Mo Wen was very strong, he could not possibly compare to four ancient martial art pract.i.tioner at the peak of the Golden Elixir realm. In Chen Wuhui had been in Mo Wen's position, he would rather hand over two pieces of treasure than be faced with an attack from the Four Great Masters. However, Mo Wen was too proud and inflexible. Chen Wuhui could not help but sigh.
Yin Banshuang stood in the corner of the great hall as she looked on with her eyebrows raised. She had not expected that things would unfold in such a way. Initially, she had still hoped that Five Beasts Sect could be on good terms with Mo Wen. However, things had not changed and it seemed as though they would be enemies instead.
She did not know what her master was thinking but if it were her, she would rather give up the top grade spiritual weapon than offend Mo Wen. Not only was this youth mysterious, but his potential was also shocking. Yin Banshuang was not even sure just what Mo Wen's limit was. After he had absorbed the Vital Qi, he had become an entirely different person. His future potential now seemed to be even greater. It was even possible for him to successfully become immortal. Offending someone like that was simply not a very smart move.
Wu Feng's expression was a little awkward. He had not expected that Purple Qi Pavilion would actually stand in opposition to Mo Wen.
In mid-air, Mo Wen briefly glanced across the Four Great Masters. "You guys aren't any good even when you collaborate. I actually want to see just how capable are you in fighting for the items in my possession." Mo Wen's face was cold. He was rather angry. Those few masters were so full of themselves: they actually thought that he was a pushover.
Mo Wen extended and waved his hand. In a flash, the puppet dolls returned to his side. In the next moment, a piercing red light shone from the puppet doll's hand. It was none other than the Fiery Red Jade Ruler.
With a flash of the red light, a fireball appeared before Jiang Pingzhou. It made an elegant arc as it hurtled at him at a high speed. Jiang Pingzhou was startled. There had been no notice of the fireball approaching. It was as though it had come out of nowhere and then headed straight for him. Only an attack by a magical treasure could have such powers. The puppet doll could actually use a magical treasure!
There was no time for Jiang Ping to think too much. He pointed the Royal Yellow Feather Fan in his hand forward, generating a hurricane which joined with the fireball. However, the hurricane was clearly no match for the fireball. When the two ent.i.ties collided, the hurricane held out for a moment before disappearing entirely. As it did so, the fireball that had momentarily been significantly dulled sped up once again, knocking into Jiang Pingzhou's body. Immediately, the red light scattered and heat spread everywhere. The heat immediately engulfed the entire great hall.
Jiang Pingzhou was sent flying. His clothes were tattered and several injuries could be seen on his body.
"How could it be?" Jiang Pingzhou looked at Mo Wen. He was clearly deeply shocked. He had not expected that a simple collision would cause him to be so badly defeated. Although the Fiery Red Jade Ruler was a top grade spiritual weapon, his Royal Yellow Feather Fan was not too bad either. How could there be such a big difference between the two?
Jiang Pingzhou's high cultivation had helped him to withstand the attack. Without it, the fireball would probably have burnt him to ashes.
Mo Wen simply smiled coldly. He did not utter a word. The puppet dolls were not ancient martial art pract.i.tioners. Their power lay solely in their spiritual power and hence, they could use spiritual weapons to launch the attack. Naturally, their attack would be way stronger than the spiritual weapons used by ancient martial art pract.i.tioners. If they were both top grade spiritual weapons, the one used by a puppet doll would be 1.5 times stronger than that used by an ancient martial art pract.i.tioner of the same level.
The others had not relaxed when Mo Wen had attacked Jiang Pingzhou, They had realized that they could only defeat Mo Wen by collaborating and by giving it their all.
Once again, Jiang Jingtao unleashed his Gigantic Copper Coin. A golden ray of light shot out into mid-air and struck Mo Wen.
There was one benefit to the spiritual weapons: they were not affected by distance and would directly attack the target. A unique treasure like the Gigantic Copper Coin could disregard distance entirely. Of course, the value of these types of special treasures was way higher than the normal spiritual weapons.
After Jiang Jingtao had unleashed his Gigantic Copper Coin, he did not ease his attack. Instead, he whipped out a long sword and moved through the air, appearing before Mo Wen in two to three steps. He jabbed with his sword, aiming directly at Mo Wen's throat.
The sword appeared simple but it actually possessed all the power of an ancient martial art pract.i.tioner with the later stage of the Golden Elixir realm. Its essence was in its mystery, speed, accuracy, and viciousness. There were no other additional frills to it. On top of that, there was the attraction and restriction from the Gigantic Copper Coin. It was essentially impossible for an average ancient martial art pract.i.tioner to avoid an attack from the sword.
At the same time, another person also attacked. It was none other than Bu Zhangkun of Five Beasts Sect. He held the Bronze Ring in his hand which immediately disappeared. Soundlessly, it appeared behind Mo Wen and headed directly for the back of his head.
The timing of Bu Zhangkun's attack was impeccable. Jiang Jingtao had used his long sword at exactly the moment that the Bronze Ring was deployed. Together, the power of the two items was comparable to that of two top masters. The two separate blows were akin to aiming for a direct kill.
There was no knowing just what the Bronze Ring could do. It had yet to knock into Mo Wen when a strange sound, like the crying of a tiger, began to be emitted from it. The crying was earth-shattering and seemed to have the ability to kill.
If it had been performed on the average ancient martial art pract.i.tioner, the person would not even have to be faced with the Bronze Ring; their mind would be affected just by the weird sound technique. It was a good thing that Mo Wen's Soul power was exceptional. He was essentially unaffected and his mental state had not been disturbed.
As Mo Wen came under attack, Pavilion Leader Ye Rong from Purple Qi Pavilion had also attacked. However, she was somewhat slower than Jiang Jingtao and Bu Zhangkun. It was not that she lacked the synergy; actually, she was working at a slow pace on purpose.
That was because if Mo Wen managed to withstand the attack from the two of them, Ye Rong's attack would be able to make up for it and deliver the fatal blow required. She believed that even if Mo Wen was able to withstand the collaborated attack from Bu Zhangkun and Jiang Jingtao, he would be rendered helpless by then. As long as she grasped the opportunity and attacked when Mo Wen was at his weakest, they would manage to attain victory.
Jiang Pingzhou, still reeling from Mo Wen's attack, was further away and was unable to attack in time. However, there was no possibility of him simply standing by and watching. He was currently trying his best to fly back. If Pavilion Leader Ye Rong's attack was still insufficient to kill Mo Wen, he would definitely supplement it with another attack designed to kill him off.
Although it was the first time the few of them had performed a combined attack, they were all very experienced seniors. Hence, their collaboration was rather well-coordinated and they did not hold back on their attacks at all.
Mo Wen sighed. The four of them were all top masters and their combined battle strength was simply phenomenal. With his current level of ability, it would be very difficult for him to emerge victorious. Even if he learned the three Glory techniques and had a whole bunch of treasures in his possession, the limitation in his cultivation made it impossible for him to match up to their standards.
In the face of such an attack, Mo Wen could only handle it to the best of his ability. Once again, he performed the Glory of Thunder technique. A wild aura stemmed from his body. Then, based purely on his strength, he managed to break free of the restraints of the Bronze Ring. At the same time, he did not give a second glance at the Tiger Hoop coming from behind him. He took a step out and struck out at Jiang Jingtao who was heading straight for him, aiming to kill.
The power from the Glory of Thunder had yet to wear off. Mo Wen's single punch had caused all the surrounding air to stand still. Jiang Jingtao could tell that something was wrong. He sensed a very dangerous threat coming from Mo Wen. The sense of danger made him feel the need to either hide or completely avoid the danger. However, he clearly was not going to have the opportunity to do so.
There was a dull ringing. The long sword in Jiang Jingtao's collided with Mo Wen's fist. Then, the long sword, a so-called divine weapon, simply fell to pieces. It turned into fragments that flew and diffused into the air. Jiang Jingtao spat out a mouthful of blood with a cough. His expression was exceptionally pale. Forced to retreat a number of meters, he could no longer even hover in mid-air.
At that moment, that Tiger Ring had also caught up with Mo Wen. Just as it was about to make contact with Mo Wen's head, a black ray of light emanated from his body. Immediately, his entire being seemed to become imaginary. The area surrounding him seemed to be enshrouded in fog, and the people outside of it could not see Mo Wen clearly at all.
The Tiger Ring directly weaved out from the thick fog. It was continued to float forward endlessly, seemingly completely unrestricted.
The fog suddenly changed and Mo Wen's figure became clear once again. He was hovering in mid-air, having sustained no injuries whatsoever. However, his aura was very different from before. It was barely there, which made it difficult for others to gauge his current strength. Although his body was evidently was present, it did not seem as though he was really completely there.
