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Was he weak?
After witnessing Sima Wuduan effortlessly defeat Zhang Chunlin, a question echoed in everyone's minds. Those who had been watching wondered if Sima Wuduan had truly exhausted himself after the series of Great Wars. They felt a strange silence descend upon them, as if they were all struck dumb by the moment.
Could Zhang Chunlin really be a genuine Transcendent Practitioner? Despite not having any major sects backing him or possessing good cultivation methods and treasures, he had still managed to break through in just a year. His solid foundation gave him a strong aura, but it seemed that what appeared to be his greatest opportunity was actually a trap. If Sima Wuduan had indeed unleashed all his strength, then after defeating Zhang Chunlin, he must have been left utterly drained, even his grip on the Dull Sword trembling slightly.
No one doubted Sima Wuduan's strength; however, for those who hadn't reached the level of Transcendent Practitioner, it was clear that Sima Wuduan not only remained unscathed but seemed to be invigorated after the series of battles. An invisible momentum enveloped Liangxiaoshan in the air.
In Ying Zhan's eyes, it was Sima Wuduan's mindset that had led to Yan Dong's gradually rising aura. Just as Ying Zhan felt excitement when facing battle, Sima Wuduan was also relishing each fight. This very mindset was why Sima Wuduan had not felt fatigued throughout the Great Wars, which piqued Ying Zhan's interest.
Ying Zhan and Night Emperor exchanged glances towards Mistake. After a brief moment of eye contact, Night Emperor smirked slightly and took a step back. Though he was also a Loose Cultivator, he would never be the one to stick his neck out first. He intended for Ying Zhan to expend Sima Wuduan's strength further. At this moment, Sima Wuduan was at his peak; indeed, it was the time when his resilience was highest. Night Emperor contemplated becoming the straw that broke the camel's back.
Pei Shigui raised an eyebrow, surprised that the two had completely ignored him. Noticing Gu Ping nearby, Pei Shigui didn't feel any deep-seated hatred from their previous encounter. He stepped over to Gu Ping, curious about the unusual golden cultivator's perspective on the battle against Jie Donglai.
Great Qin Ying Clan, Ying Zhan.
Oil Lu Dao. Sima Wuduan.
Ying Zhan shifted his legs, indicating that he had no intention of borrowing Red Tiger's strength for this fight. In battles among cultivators, unless it was a life-or-death situation, they would rarely use Spirit Pets or mounts. Only when absolutely necessary would they unleash all their available power without hesitation; it was a matter of survival—either he died or his opponent did—without any second thoughts. In such Great Wars, it often came down to two individuals facing off against each other; aside from treasures and equipment, even medicines and Talismans were seldom utilized.
He remembered how the Ying Clan had always dominated the Great Qin Empire and wondered about his own status as the Legitimate Eldest Son of that generation. He pondered how much weight his title truly carried.
Why not give it a try and find out?
Ying Zhan was the first to launch an attack, not wanting to give Sima Wuduan any chance to breathe. His fists came crashing down like a torrential storm, striking towards Sima Wuduan's face. The distance of a hundred feet between them closed in an instant. Just as Sima Wuduan realized what was happening, Ying Zhan's fist was already in front of him, leaving him unable to raise his sword in defense, let alone counterattack.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Each punch landed on the heavy Dull Sword with a resounding thud, the continuous sounds echoing like thunder, reminiscent of rain beating against banana leaves, striking relentlessly against the Dull Sword.
As soon as he engaged, Ying Zhan took a fiercely aggressive stance, seizing the initiative. In battles among Transcendent Practitioners, it was often like the fight between Tenglan, known as Zhongshang, and Sima Wuduan—an exemplary case. In that battle, both sides tested each other's strength through continuous spells, waiting for the right moment to unleash their treasures. If they couldn't end the fight then, they would resort to their most powerful techniques. Such techniques were typically immensely powerful; if not using their own cultivation methods, they would rely on their signature moves like Sima Wuduan's Yellow Spring and Azure Sky or Tenglan's Frozen for a Thousand Miles.
Transcendent Practitioners transformed their spirit into power, and close combat required them to store spiritual energy within their bodies. Each engagement carried significant risks. At that moment, Ying Zhan appeared almost mad in the eyes of the spectators, relying solely on his rapid punches. He struck at Sima Wuduan's heavy sword with tremendous force, creating a storm-like offensive that left Sima Wuduan gasping for breath.
That guy...
The Night Emperor shook his head. He had known Ying Zhan for many years and could not deny his fighting style. Often, even he felt that Ying Zhan was a madman; just hearing about a battle would excite him immensely. Despite his usually aloof demeanor, once combat began, he transformed completely—like a beast that only knew how to attack and had no concept of defense.
During their numerous encounters, Bu Luo noticed that Ying Zhan's lack of defense might be related to his keen combat instincts. If there was a chance he could be hurt during an attack, Ying Zhan would dodge instead. Each time he evaded did not give Sima Wuduan any breathing room; rather, it intensified the pressure. Engaging with Ying Zhan was never a pleasant experience for anyone; just thinking about him gave the Night Emperor headaches.
It seemed I haven't seen Yuezi in a while; it looks like I've made significant progress. When can I spar with him again?
I need to hurry; after the Sky East Tournament, I might not find him again.
He had always been curious about how such a little monster appeared out of nowhere in Tiandong City. He had mobilized all forces in Tiandong City to investigate but found nothing—no trace of such a person. Could he have sprung from a crack in the rocks? Or perhaps it was true what he said—that he was raised by demons? Would demons really be so kind as to raise a human child and teach him cultivation? It seemed unbelievable.
Everyone knew Gu Ping's words were nonsense, but without evidence to prove otherwise, they could be taken seriously. Even if there were traces left by flies passing through Tiandong City, Gu Ping had been there for nearly a quarter of a year without any sign of life—almost as if he had popped out from nowhere. Was Tian Zai dropping Dong Lai? Not only Pei Shigui but even Cosmic Palace Master and Shen Shixing were puzzled by this mystery but found no answers.
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