No one spoke as they all focused intently on the arena shrouded in ice crystals. Although all the arenas had been destroyed, the battle there was still very much alive.
No one wanted to miss the thrilling conclusion, not even blinking for fear of missing the original moment. When the icy mist dissipated, would they witness a legendary moment?
The Master watched the center of the arena with no joy or sorrow. Tenglan, known as Zhongshang, was someone he had summoned. Logically, he should hope for Tenglan's victory, but he also secretly wished to see Gu Ping triumph over Tenglan, harboring a hint of anticipation in his heart.
If one were to look back at Gu Ping's previous battles in the academy, they would discover something astonishing: aside from the inexplicable defeat against Zhang Qian, he had overwhelmingly crushed his opponents with absolute strength most of the time. But what about this time?
The Master had found a true genius in Gu Ping, a well-known High Leg, yet he had not surpassed Gu Ping's level. At this moment, the two were truly evenly matched, locked in a fierce struggle. He could only wonder what their previous encounters had been like.
Tenglan listened to the Master's words without much thought and set aside his concerns about his leg. He rushed to the academy, unlike those stagnant and decayed Elders within. Having spent years wandering through Tiandong, Tenglan could feel the changes in the World of Mortals.
In his view, two years prior, the Light Path Classic had marked a watershed moment for the World of Mortals. It signified the end of an era—the conclusion of an age belonging to the Light Path.
At that time, the academy had missed its opportunity due to the obstruction of the Light Path. By the time they realized what was happening, it was too late to participate in that decisive battle.
In such critical moments, if the academy continued to cling to the glory earned during Yin Tianheng's era as it had in previous years, it would likely face disaster in the near future.
Thus, he came here. He considered himself a genius but knew that Tenglan understood that the unpredictable Cultivation World was never short of geniuses. If chaos were truly to descend upon them, Tenglan feared he might not be able to turn the tide alone.
He was a genius but still fell short of surpassing human limits. It took him three years to establish his foundation, five years for Golden Core cultivation, and ten years for Nascent Soul; after more than thirty years, he still had not broken through to Divine Period. When he realized this fact, he understood that although he was a genius, he was ultimately just a person—at seventy-three years old, Tenglan knew he could never compare to someone like Yin Tianheng.
He came determined to defeat Gu Ping with all his might. Yet time and again he gained an advantage only to be drawn back into a stalemate; only someone directly involved could truly grasp the astonishment within that struggle.
Gu Ping was an extraordinary figure, a towering giant in the realm of cultivation. The gap between him and a Golden Core Stage cultivator was immense, akin to the distance between heaven and earth, making it seem insurmountable.
Yet, Gu Ping managed to bridge that vast chasm with his innate talent and combat experience. It was an unbelievable feat, yet here he stood before Tenglan, known as Zhongshang, continuing to fight and demonstrating what true genius really meant.
Suddenly, Tenglan felt a shift in his understanding of his master’s teachings. An inexplicable sensation washed over him, a profound and indescribable essence that seemed to open a door to the heavens. Countless streams of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy converged upon him as the icy mist enveloping the Arena dissipated, melting away from his body. Tenglan had broken through.
The gentle power of Liquid Chuang enveloped the entire Martial Arts Hall, blocking the unique force of the Divine Period. Tenglan felt a flush rise to his cheeks, a mix of embarrassment and exhilaration.
His breakthrough was accompanied by a surge of Divine Sense, signifying that Tenglan's Dao Heart had become purer than ever. This was not merely a return to his original intent; it was a reaffirmation of it.
Even Teng Min was unaware of when his fate had become so tightly intertwined with the academy. He wished for its prosperity and hoped it could regain the dominance it held during Yin Tianheng's era.
In that moment, he no longer thought solely of himself; he lived for the legacy of Mok Ming Academy and its Dao Tradition, witnessing the heart of what every cultivator strives for throughout their life.
At that moment, Tenglan envisioned the future of the academy, realizing he was not just himself but also that young man who once dreamed big.
After that fierce battle, Tenglan could confidently say that if Gu Ping continued to grow like the heavens themselves, he would undoubtedly become the strongest of that era.
Tenglan's eyes burned with fervor, reminiscent of how Yin Tianheng had looked at Gu Ping with such intensity. Bu Luo Gu Ping might not have seen it then nor understood it; just as he couldn’t grasp why Tenglan had grown stronger now or what had fueled this breakthrough.
Their battle raged on. Bu Luo noticed Qunqin Ping’s struggle; Tenglan’s strength had reached its limits. How could one easily catch up to the cultivation level of the Divine Period?
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