Chapter 322: I’ll Show You What True Moving Mountains Is
Silence! The entire War God Mansion was deathly still!
Everyone held their breath!
They couldn’t believe what they were seeing with their own eyes!
The War God, undefeated for over a decade, had actually been forced back!?
Zankong, hailed as the number one Divine Blade in the Battle Department, had actually been chipped?
Just what was this kid’s level of strength?
And what was that Broken Blade in his hand?
Forced back in front of so many of his subordinates, Xuanyuan Potian’s face burned with shame. ’This is a huge loss of face! I have to regain my dignity!’
’Otherwise, how can I, Xuanyuan Potian, ever lead my men again?’
Xuanyuan Potian glanced at the nick on his blade’s edge, feigning a calm expression.
"Brat, I admit I underestimated you. I was only using thirty percent of my strength just now. Next, I will go all out!"
Cheng Yuan’s lips curved up slightly. "Xuanyuan Potian, it’s true you weren’t using your full strength. But what makes you so sure that I was? Have you ever considered that if you go all out, your defeat will be even more miserable?"
"Sharp-tongued brat! Take this!"
With unshakable resolve, Xuanyuan Potian attacked with his full power without hesitation!
A moment ago, Vermilion Bird and Black Tortoise could still faintly make out the trajectory of the blade flashes. But now, they felt as if their eyes were failing them! They couldn’t keep up with the speed of the blade flashes at all!
The spirits of Vermilion Bird, Black Tortoise, and the Guard Army soared!
’So the War God had only used thirty percent of his strength! Now that he’s going all out, Cheng Yuan is a dead man!’
Facing Xuanyuan Potian’s all-out attack, Cheng Yuan still had a lazy demeanor, drawing his blade with slow, deliberate movements.
Even though Cheng Yuan’s draw looked slow, it gave Xuanyuan Potian a very bad feeling, as if his Zankong was actively seeking out the strike!
And the point of impact was the same nick as before!
CLANG!
Zankong was sliced clean in two!!
The Broken Blade shot forward, heading straight for Xuanyuan Potian’s cheek!
Xuanyuan Potian was extremely experienced in battle. At the critical moment, he executed an Iron Bridge, his body falling back heavily!
THUD! Xuanyuan Potian fell to the ground, then sprang back up with a Kip-Up and retreated several steps, his face grave as he stared at Cheng Yuan!
Suddenly, Xuanyuan Potian felt an itch on his face, as if something was trickling down.
Xuanyuan Potian subconsciously raised a hand to his cheek and it came away covered in blood! He had dodged quickly, but his cheek had still been grazed, leaving a small cut!
’How could this kid be so strong?’
Xuanyuan Potian’s brow furrowed deeply!
For a moment, the entire War God Mansion fell utterly silent. Everyone was stunned!
’The War God is actually being suppressed!’
Cheng Yuan glanced at Xuanyuan Potian and said nonchalantly, "Xuanyuan Potian, how much of my strength do you think I’m using now?"
Cheng Yuan’s tone was so flippant that Xuanyuan Potian was incandescent with rage. He wanted nothing more than to rip Cheng Yuan’s tongue out!
"Brat, you’ve really managed to anger me! You don’t actually think that as the War God, I don’t have any trump cards, do you?"
"What a coincidence, I have plenty of trump cards myself. But with your level of strength, I doubt you’ll be able to force me to use them."
"Is that so?"
Xuanyuan Potian snorted coldly. An incredibly dense black aura emerged from his body, and his presence began to surge wildly!
Shrouded in the black aura, Xuanyuan Potian looked like a Demon that had just climbed out of Hell!
The temperature in the entire War God Mansion instantly dropped by more than ten degrees!
This was the ultimate trump card technique that Xuanyuan Potian’s master—that old sweeper—had passed down to him: the Celestial Witch Nine Extremes.
Because the Celestial Witch Nine Extremes was incomplete, in all these years, Xuanyuan Potian had only managed to master one of its moves—’Moving Mountains’—and every time he used it, he suffered from a backlash.
Xuanyuan Potian would only use this move in a life-or-death situation.
Vermilion Bird, Black Tortoise, and the members of the Guard Army shivered involuntarily, staring at Xuanyuan Potian in terror!
This was the first time they had ever seen such a terrifying War God. Was that black aura made of the Undead who had died at the War God’s hands?
But Cheng Yuan’s perception was completely different from everyone else’s. He felt that Xuanyuan Potian’s aura was very familiar, almost intimate, as if they shared the same lineage!
But Cheng Yuan was absolutely, positively certain that he and Xuanyuan Potian were not related by blood!
’That means Xuanyuan Potian must have gotten his Cultivation Technique from my grandmother!’
Cheng Yuan suddenly grew a little excited!
’I’ve finally found a clue about my grandmother!’
Cheng Yuan activated his Double Pupil to observe Xuanyuan Potian’s Circulation Route.
As he watched, Cheng Yuan felt that something was off. Xuanyuan Potian’s Circulation Route seemed flawed, with several places where it didn’t flow smoothly!
’Looks like the Cultivation Technique Xuanyuan Potian received is faulty. Maybe Grandma tampered with it, or maybe it was just incomplete.’
Based on his own understanding, Cheng Yuan mentally adjusted the Circulation Route several times until the feeling of discontinuity disappeared.
Xuanyuan Potian glared at Cheng Yuan as if he were a dead man. "Over the years, very few people have forced me to use my full power. You are the third. The first two went to Hell, and today, Hell will claim another soul!"
"Moving Mountains!!"
Xuanyuan Potian roared! The muscles on his arms bulged high, and some of his capillaries even burst, filled with an indescribable explosive power!
It was as if Xuanyuan Potian’s hands were holding up a small mountain!
At this moment, Xuanyuan Potian’s strength was more than double its normal level!
Xuanyuan Potian’s figure flickered. He threw a fierce punch, sending the small mountain he held crashing toward Cheng Yuan!
So fast!
Xuanyuan Potian’s speed was too fast!
The onlookers couldn’t even catch a glimpse of his figure!
But with his Double Pupil active, Xuanyuan Potian’s movements were like a slow-motion replay to Cheng Yuan.
"Xuanyuan Potian, that doesn’t count as Moving Mountains. At best, it’s Moving Pebbles! Let me show you what true Moving Mountains looks like!"
Cheng Yuan circulated the adjusted Cultivation Technique, and a sinister black aura erupted from his body as well! The black aura around Cheng Yuan was even denser and more evil than Xuanyuan Potian’s!
In Xuanyuan Potian’s eyes, the slender figure of Cheng Yuan transformed, seeming to change in an instant from an ordinary young man into an Ancient Great Witch!
This Ancient Great Witch stood two and a half meters tall, with explosive muscles, and it held aloft a massive mountain a thousand meters high!
Before this colossal mountain, the small mountain in Xuanyuan Potian’s hands did indeed look like a mere pebble.
BOOM!!
The massive mountain instantly shattered the small one, and Xuanyuan Potian was sent flying like a kite with a broken string. He was blasted more than ten meters away, crashing wretchedly to the ground!
And that was only because Cheng Yuan had shown him mercy!
Cheng Yuan had spared Xuanyuan Potian’s life because he wanted to get information about his grandmother from him.
The collision this time was too intense. Just being caught in the shockwave of the impact was more than Vermilion Bird, Black Tortoise, and the Guard Army could bear; they were knocked unconscious!
Xuanyuan Potian struggled to his feet, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Cheng Yuan with a fanatical expression. "Cheng Yuan, are you the new Saint Heir of the Celestial Witch Sect? Can you tell me where my master is?"