C1247 The Trump Card of the Heaven Trampling Sect the Heaven Trampling Hall
Boom!
Before this, no one had any idea what kind of terrifying scene could cause the heaven and earth to be overturned.
However, at this moment, they had truly witnessed what it meant to have the world topple over!
At this moment.
Within a radius of a thousand kilometers from the Heaven Trampling City, the world had completely transformed into a world of Storm of Spiritual Qi.
The air completely collapsed, turning into a terrifying Turbulent Flow of chaos. The only thing left was a boundless sea of spirit energy, wreaking havoc in the sky!
Any Martial Cultivator below Unfailing Imperial Lord, forget about standing inside, just by rubbing against the side, would be crushed into fine powder!
Even the saint rank formation inscribed on the Heaven Trampling City shattered with a series of crackling sounds.
The crowd of Heaven Trampling Sect's holy sons were affected by the backlash and fainted on the spot.
"Stop being so arrogant!"
Saint Treading on the Heavens' eyes darkened as he roared.
He held a pure white brush in his hand. It seemed as if it was cast from flawless white jade, containing a boundless and mighty aura.
One by one, the scholars with high statuses and a rich history were reciting poems and reading them. Their talent was unrestrained!
The scholar pen was a Holy Artifact that was in the hands of the Saint Treading the Heavens.
The moment the scholar's brush appeared, the entire Heaven Trampling City seemed to be enveloped by a wave of scholarly aura. Countless scholars began to recite it loudly, and in the end, it turned into a clap of thunder, shaking the air.
There were also words that resembled Jasper that appeared from within the literary aura. The brush moved like a dragon and the snake, blossoming with endless light, as though it was a small square world!
"Subdue!"
Saint Treading on the Sky Sage held a scholar's brush and drew in the air, writing the word 'Zhen'.
As soon as the word 'Subduing' came out, space seemed to sink as if it contained an endless amount of suppressive force, slowing down the circulation of spirit energy and even solidifying it!
However, just the word 'Zhen' was not enough to stop the Storm of Spiritual Qi.
The face of Saint Treading on the Sky Saint did not change. His pen was like a silver hook as he wrote one word after another.
He wrote a total of eighteen characters in a row, which was supported by the presence of Saint Leng Yue. Only then did he manage to fend off the falling Storm of Spiritual Qi.
"Hu!"
Only after seeing this did Saint Treading-Heavens heave a sigh of relief.
However, his heart was extremely heavy. Ootutuki Hagoromo was far more powerful than he had imagined!
Just from the fact that they were unable to withstand a single step's worth of strength, they had already exhausted themselves and Saint Leng Yue's strength. The opponent's cultivation was far superior to theirs.
"Damn it, even Sword Master Taibai would not necessarily have such a cultivation!
Where exactly did you find such an expert in the Unfailing Dynasty? "
The eyes of Saint Treading On Heaven flashed with a dark light, his heart filled with horror.
He originally thought that Ootutuki Hagoromo would only be comparable to about the level of his Three Saints, or at most, at the peak of the Three Saints, in order to easily kill Sage Sunscorch.
However, he was not afraid. With his cultivation which had already stepped into the Three Saints, coupled with the scholar brush and the Divine Cold Moon, he might not be any weaker than his opponent.2
Defeating or repelling the other party shouldn't be a problem.
However, reality had undoubtedly given him a big slap!
Even a casual blow from their opponent required them to use all of their abilities in order to block it.
This kind of cultivation, was at least at the fourth level of Saint Stage!
"Hmph, even if you have the cultivation of the fourth level of Saint Stage, so what? This is the Heaven Trampling Sect, not a place where anyone can behave atrociously!"
The eyes of Saint Treading on the Heaven Saint Master turned cold, but he was not afraid.
"Heaven Treading Palace!"
Saint Treading on the Sky lightly shouted.
Boom!
Everyone saw a long and narrow crack in the sky.
Streaks of dazzling lightning gathered within the cracks, writhing and leaping about.
And from within the endless thunder, an ancient temple slowly floated out!
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