Tang Xuan woke up.
Dozens of spatial rings have appeared on the table.
They all belong to the Flying Cloud Sect.
Including Wei Wusi.
He was so enraged by Tang Xuan that he didn't even realize his spatial ring had been stolen.
However, in Tang Xuan's view...
Coma is also a good option.
To avoid having to watch helplessly as their spatial ring is stolen.
This feeling must be very unpleasant.
As for the remaining Flying Cloud Sect disciples, they fought back with all their might.
They were like helpless beauties thrown onto the bed.
They were left to be torn apart and ravaged by the Tang family.
Resistance is ultimately futile.
Only greater humiliation awaits.
At first, the people of Feiyun Sect thought they could win by relying on numbers.
But they only realized this when they actually started doing it.
The Tang family is too fierce.
And each one is more ferocious than the last.
Incredibly strong.
The weakest member of the Tang family was also at the Great Perfection of the Three Flowers Realm, having awakened the Dao Body.
It was a piece of cake for them to easily defeat the disciples of the Flying Cloud Sect.
The poor disciples of Feiyun Sect were completely robbed.
Tang Xuan began to slowly take stock of the spoils of war.
In the spatial rings of ordinary disciples, there are mostly spirit stones, pills, and everyday items such as clothes.
There are even some interesting little items.
"Tsk, I never expected that the seemingly righteous Flying Cloud Sect would have such a hobby behind the scenes!"
Tang Xuan stored all the spirit stones and pills that had been used to enhance his abilities.
Finally, he picked up Wei Wusi's spatial ring.
"I hope this ring will give me a pleasant surprise!"
With a thought, Tang Xuan forcefully erased Wei Wusi's soul.
In another inn.
Wei Wusi, who was in a coma, suddenly opened his eyes, let out a shrill scream, and then blood gushed from his mouth and nose as he fell heavily to the ground.
His miserable state terrified the disciples of the Flying Cloud Sect.
This place is terrifying!
"Spirit stones, pills...and...I've got them..."
Tang Xuan stretched out his hand, and a secret manual appeared in his palm.
Above the manual were three large characters.
Flying Cloud Technique!
The supreme martial art of the Flying Cloud Sect.
By utilizing the natural energy of clouds and mist, which is stored within the body, it can be released when facing an enemy, producing various mysterious transformations.
Tang Xuan was incredibly talented; he mastered the Flying Cloud Technique in less than two hours.
With a flick of his body, he was already standing in the sky.
Looking out, the sea of clouds stretched as far as the eye could see.
"Nayun!"
Tang Xuan stretched out both palms, and the spiritual energy in his palms began to circulate like a spring.
The clouds were drawn in and inhaled into his body.
The swirling clouds flowed into the dantian through the meridians, eventually transforming into a cloud.
The clouds churned and compressed continuously.
With a thought, Tang Xuan activated his Boundless Dao Body, and a nebula-like image suddenly appeared behind him.
Subsequently, large amounts of cloud were drawn into the nebula.
The black nebula world, nourished by the clouds, became mysterious and vast.
Tang Xuan took a step forward, his body ethereal like a cloud, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared on the other side.
The Flying Cloud Technique is a natural martial art; it has no fixed moves, only methods for using cloud energy.
Tang Xuan's talent far surpasses that of Wei Wusi and his ilk, so it's impossible for him to bother with cloud-based defenses.
In his view, wind and clouds are one of the most fundamental forces in the universe.
The wind has no form, and the clouds have no shape.
The true respect for the Flying Cloud Technique lies in its free application.
With each step Tang Xuan took, a cloud would appear beneath his feet.
After taking several dozen steps, dozens of cloud clusters had condensed in the void.
"burst!"
Tang Xuan chuckled softly.
Boom boom boom!
The clouds burst open, shaking the void, and the vast sea of clouds was completely swept away, leaving only that godlike figure.
"Hahaha……"
Feeling refreshed, Tang Xuan waved his sleeve and returned to the inn.
Just as he expected.
In less than half a day, news of the Flying Cloud Sect's defeat had spread throughout Stonebone City.
"Hey, did you hear? The people from Feiyun Sect got thrashed!"
"Nonsense, who doesn't know this kind of news? It was done by the Shadowless Sect from beyond the heavens!"
"I was there. Those people from the Shadowless Sect had eight heads and seven arms. When they stomped on us, the ground cracked!"
"...Are you serious? How could someone have eight heads and seven arms!"
"Damn it, if you dare to talk nonsense, I'll tear your mouth apart!"
"Okay, I was just making that up, I wasn't there!"
"..."
Tang Xuan leaned against the window. With his soul power, he could hear all the discussions with just a slight movement.
"Master!"
Tang Wuying's voice rang out from outside the door.
"Come in!"
Tang Xuan laughed.
Tang Wuying pushed open the door, then turned around and closed it.
"Master, we've found out!"
"The Stone Clan has prepared several competitions this time, and the warriors who win the rankings will receive incredibly generous prizes!"
"It includes strength, spiritual energy, movement techniques, and other factors!"
Tang Xuan turned his head and laughed.
"I've already seen the Tang family's name engraved on those prizes!"
A confident smile appeared on Tang Wuying's lips.
"Patriarch, what are you saying? We're just stronger than you!"
The Tang family members were already quite talented, and Tang Xuan used the Ten Thousand Times Amplification System to break their destiny, making their strength increase by leaps and bounds.
If this still doesn't allow me to be the best, I might as well just kill myself.
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