Recently, a major event has occurred in the cultivation world, prompting many important figures and powerful forces to take action, creating a series of overlapping waves.
Some sects reduced their territorial borders, some recalled their disciples for training, and a few old monsters emerged from seclusion ahead of schedule.
What caused such a huge uproar?
Just recently, Pengshan Sect was invaded by a Dao-Merging Demon King, who caused a great disturbance.
Of course, even a demon king at the Dao Integration Realm couldn't cause such a huge storm.
What truly shocked these people was that this demon king at the Dao Integration Realm had been subdued by Wu Er, the head of the Pengshan Sect.
This is a very big deal.
In the cultivation world, most people believe that Wu Er, the immortal of Pengshan, died many years ago. Even if he didn't die, he should be seriously injured and powerless, sitting idly waiting to die.
Although Pengshan Sect has never publicly announced this news, that's what people generally believe.
After all, he single-handedly defeated the four great demon saints at that time. No matter how powerful he was, he should have been seriously injured and unable to recover even if he didn't die.
For the next two hundred years, there was no news of them, and they never appeared again.
They're either dead or too badly injured to recover.
But recent news says he displayed incredible power, defeating the Dao-Merging Demon King in two moves, which doesn't seem like the strength of someone on the verge of death.
Not only did the immortal of Pengshan not die, but his strength was also not greatly diminished.
This threw some people's plans into disarray, rendering some arrangements useless.
Meanwhile, what is Wu Er, the focus of this incident, doing?
Is it to emerge from the mountains to display their might and announce to the world that the immortals have returned?
Or should we send out our troops and teach other sects with bad intentions a lesson?
Neither.
At this moment, Wu Er is participating in his sect's outer disciple competition...
"In this match, Xiong Ao will face Long Aotian!"
A young-looking Nascent Soul cultivator shouted a message and then beckoned the two of them to the arena.
Although a demon clan attacked just two days ago, there were no casualties, only some buildings were damaged.
This naturally won't affect the progress of the competition.
The outer sect competition was nearing its end; it was already the semi-finals, and only the top four had yet to be determined.
By the way, Wo Ningyan has been locked up in a side hall by Xiao Mingmu and won't come out to disrupt the competition.
Wu Er slowly walked onto the arena, still looking calm, with a hint of a smile between his brows.
He found great joy in dominating weaker opponents along the way.
When Xiong Ao stepped onto the stage, he naturally used his legs to leap high into the air and then slammed down heavily.
Such a barbaric method of entering the ring naturally cracked quite a few of the stone bricks on the ring.
Wu Er looked down at the broken bricks and shook his head, saying, "Really, how many bricks have you broken? Although they're not worth much, it's still damaging sect property."
"Hmph, Long Aotian, shut up. Let's settle this with our skills."
Xiong Ao clenched his fists, making a "crackling" sound, indicating that he had entered a fighting state.
Wu Er was still very undisciplined, standing loosely and without any pretense.
Pointing to the broken stone bricks, he said, "If you continue like this, be careful that your spirit stones next month are halved."
"Hmph, all you do is talk!"
Xiong Ao snorted coldly and did not attack directly. Although his skills had not improved much, he had gained a lot of experience. The first two times, he had been beaten by Wu Er because of his impulsiveness and carelessness.
This time, he needs to be more cautious.
However, no matter how cautious Xiong Ao was, Wu Er was not cautious at all, and kept rambling on and on.
"I didn't expect you to get this far. You're so bad at fighting, how did you win the previous times?"
"By the way, why did you fight me in the first place?"
"By the way, have you studied the techniques?"
Just like a teacher nagging his students, Wu Er also said a lot.
Perhaps because he used to discipline several junior disciples, he liked to lecture the younger disciples who had some bad habits, and once he started, he would go on and on.
Moreover, since his junior brothers and sisters had all grown up and almost all their minor flaws had disappeared, he hadn't lectured anyone for hundreds of years.
Now that I've caught one, I'm going to talk about him to my heart's content.
Xiong Ao, who had originally intended to be cautious in his attack, was also annoyed by this barrage of words, and his anger was ignited.
"Can you shut up?!"
Xiong Ao's patience, which he had finally mustered, was completely shattered, and he shouted out those words in anger.
Wu Er suddenly realized that he had fallen into his old habit again and had accidentally said so much nonsense.
So he covered his mouth, as if that would allow him to take back everything he had just said.
"ah!"
Xiong Ao shouted, then channeled his spiritual energy into his entire body, and his body began to glow continuously.
Seeing this, Wu Er knew that Xiong Ao was using some kind of magic to enhance his physical body.
This is a common tactic used by body cultivators in fights: first, they use spells to create several shields for themselves, and then they engage in close-quarters combat.
A burst of spiritual light emanated from Xiong Ao's body, his muscles bulged, and his veins popped out, clearly indicating that his physique was much stronger than before.
He even shouted, his face flushed, "The power of the bear!"
What the hell is this bear's power?!
Wu Er mentally complained about what Xiong Ao had said, then got into a serious stance and started to get serious.
He said, "So that's how you got here. You have a bloodline talent. But if you have this talent, why didn't you use it when you fought me the first two times? Did you just awaken it?"
Based on his seven hundred years of experience, Wu Er could tell that this was not magic, but a bloodline talent.
Xiong Ao must have some kind of special physique.
This talent can greatly improve a person's physique in a short period of time. For example, Xiong Ao, who was originally at the Foundation Establishment stage, has already raised his physique to the Golden Core stage.
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