Chapter 59: Lowering The Head
Dragon Mountain Daoist’s Daoist robe billowed, exuding a transcendent demeanor on its own. His expression was calm, on par with the Wang Family Old Ancestor, with brilliant light in his eyes. Although he lacked the Wang Family Old Ancestor’s astonishing anomaly of vitality reversal, his aura was in no way inferior.
“Good! Very good!”
The Wang Family Old Ancestor suddenly shouted loudly.
The next moment.
Both figures shot into the sky, dense heaven and earth power fiercely clashing with the two at the center, then continuously spreading outward. All onlookers revealed shock in their eyes.
Only Gang Yuan Realm cultivators could barely maintain their footing, while the rest were thrown tumbling in all directions.
If not for the two having already taken to the air voluntarily, the mere shockwaves would probably have been enough to bring utter devastation upon the Wang Clan’s grand mansion.
The Wang Clan congregation all had grave expressions, especially the middle-aged man Wang Qingfeng who had brought this calamity, his face now deathly pale. At this moment, he regretted immensely; he shouldn’t have given in to greed and tried to covet the True Martial Sect inheritance. Who would have thought this Dragon Mountain Daoist would truly promote to Heavenly Human Realm and fearlessly kill his way to the door.
Now, he could only pin his hopes on his family’s Old Ancestor forcing back the Dragon Mountain Daoist; otherwise, he would have no good end today.
Wang Qinghe and the others naturally saw Wang Qingfeng’s state, each seething with anger inside, wishing they could dismember Wang Qingfeng into pieces. But at this moment, they could only unite against the outsider; any punishment would have to wait until later.
All gazes turned to the sky.
Two figures charged at each other with powerful killing auras.
Their true appearances couldn’t be seen clearly, only faint glimpses of two brilliant clusters of light continuously blooming, shocking to behold.
The occasional resounding booms echoed through the heavens, drawing the attention of the entire mansion city.
That was fleshly bodies clashing, wrestling in raw strength.
Even more, heaven and earth power collided, bursting forth with astonishing fluctuations. Opportunities to witness Heavenly Human Realm experts fighting were extremely rare, so many watched without blinking, afraid to miss this prime chance to gain knowledge, even if their eyes stung with tears.
A knowledgeable Gang Yuan Realm expert stared in shock, muttering to himself:
“Rumors say Heavenly Human Realm experts cultivate the three flowers of essence, qi, and spirit. Taking any path to the extreme grants supreme power. As the Wang Family Old Ancestor just said, both cultivate the Essence Flower, so their fleshly bodies have likely reached realms beyond our imagination!”
“Who would have thought that Dragon Mountain True Person, having just broken into Heavenly Human Realm, already possesses such terrifying strength.”
Everyone was shocked.
The combat power displayed by Dragon Mountain Daoist was somewhat extraordinary, astonishing all.
“Entering Heavenly Human before a hundred years, with such combat power—Dragon Mountain True Person entering the Heavenly Human Ranking in the future is almost inevitable. It’s just unknown if he has a chance to rush into the top ten!”
But some also discerned a few clues.
“The Wang Family Old Ancestor seems somewhat lacking in stamina, perhaps because his lifespan is nearing its end, with vitality declining. Rumors say he used extraordinary means to break into Heavenly Human Realm back then—now it seems there might be some truth to it.”
High in the sky.
The two clusters of light continuously rose, eventually only faint movements visible.
The Wang Family Old Ancestor seemed to hold a slight upper hand, but Dragon Mountain Daoist was no pushover either. This outcome made everyone hold their breath; they had originally thought that with a few more centuries of cultivation, the Wang Family Old Ancestor could easily suppress Dragon Mountain Daoist.
But now it seemed the situation had changed, and the final outcome was unknown.
Everyone awaited expectantly.
The Wang Clan congregation’s faces were extremely ugly.
They knew a bit about the Old Ancestor’s condition, especially the current clan head Wang Qinghe, who gritted his teeth glaring at Wang Qingfeng, wishing he could chop off his head. After today, the Wang Clan’s prestige declining was almost inevitable.
One gaze after another turned to the sky.
Time passed in tension and solemnity.
Finally.
The two clusters of light in the sky slowly descended.
Everyone craned their necks, hearts shaken. They saw that the two men now looked different from before.
Dragon Mountain Daoist’s Daoist robe was somewhat disheveled, his Daoist hairpin shattered, long black hair falling to his waist and dancing in the wind. There was faint blood at the corner of his mouth, but the brilliance in his eyes showed no reduction—instead, it intensified.
The Wang Family Old Ancestor no longer appeared middle-aged, transformed into a decrepit figure in fine robes, but his aura was quite steady, hands clasped behind his back, lost in thought.
Seeing this sight, guesses arose in everyone’s minds: Could it be that Dragon Mountain Daoist had lost?
Joy appeared on the Wang Clan congregation’s faces.
But the Wang Family Old Ancestor’s next words made their expressions change:
“Impressive young one.”
He sighed deeply, his gaze complex.
The gap between prodigy and prodigy was far greater than between prodigy and mortal. He had originally thought his own strike could force back Dragon Mountain Daoist, but now it seemed he had underestimated him.
To enter Heavenly Human within a hundred years was indeed different from someone like himself, nearing the end of his lifespan and relying on external forces.
Now he could still suppress him somewhat, but it probably wouldn’t be long before the other could easily surpass him.
Dragon Mountain Daoist said calmly:
“Senior Wang overpraises me. I am not your match.”
His words admitted inferiority, but his aura showed no weakness. He was not yet the Wang Family Old Ancestor’s match for the moment, but surpassing him would not be difficult. He still had a long lifespan ahead, like the rising sun, utterly different from the other’s flickering candle in the wind.
He had never intended to defeat the Wang Family Old Ancestor to begin with.
Merely making the other fear him was enough.
As long as the other still cared for the Wang Clan’s foundation, he would have to yield.
Looking at the resolute-eyed Dragon Mountain Daoist, the Wang Family Old Ancestor slowly said:
“I’ll give you an accounting.”
His words fell.
Without turning his head, he reached back with a grab.
In an instant, Wang Qingfeng’s expression changed drastically, his face twisting, eyes filled with fear, yet unable to utter a word.
The Wang Family Old Ancestor’s expression was indifferent as he slightly clenched.
Wang Qingfeng’s head was twisted off.
Everyone was horrified, hearts pounding; they never imagined the Wang Family Old Ancestor would yield.
“Satisfied?”
The Wang Family Old Ancestor watched Dragon Mountain Daoist.
Dragon Mountain Daoist was slightly silent, then shallowly bowed in respect. The culprit was Wang Qingfeng; as for the other Wang Clan members, they should be unaware. But if he hadn’t demonstrated powerful strength and potential today, negotiation would have been impossible. He understood these hereditary great clans that had passed down for centuries very well—they wouldn’t easily yield even if their own were at fault.
“Thank you, Senior Wang, for understanding. I will make amends for today’s matter another day.”
Dragon Mountain Daoist pointed, and the corpses of Tie Long and Tie Hu immediately fell behind him. He prepared to leave.
But the Wang Family Old Ancestor’s voice rang out again:
“Wait.”
“Does Senior Wang have further instructions?” Dragon Mountain Daoist turned, raising an eyebrow, gaze calm.
Everyone’s hearts tightened: Could there still be a fierce battle today?
But they heard the Wang Family Old Ancestor chuckle after a moment of silence:
“Wang Qingfeng coveted the True Martial Sect inheritance due to lax discipline in our Wang Clan. Today counts as becoming acquainted through battle. Qinghe, fetch the Condensing Gang Pill.”
Everyone was dumbfounded.
