338 All-Out Battle (1/2)

A terrifying aura engulfed everything. It was like a gale sweeping across the land or a hurricane-force wind at a 12 on the Beaufort Scale.

Everyone shifted their gaze to the mysterious robed figure that had suddenly appeared. There was fear and awe in their eyes. That person was the mysterious expert of the Jiang Clan who had attacked once before, instantly capturing Wang Yinru.

In regards to Cultivation, there most likely wasn't anyone who could compare to him within the three big mountain ranges. Calling him the Top Martial Arts Practitioner was not an overstatement.

Now, he had appeared again just to face a youth!

Hu Qiongqi glanced at his own father and said, ”That Mo Wen has more guts than you.” He raised the corner of his lips. Knowing that the Dafang Sect had a terrifying strong practitioner waiting in ambush, Mo Wen still trespassed into the sect alone to rescue Wang Yinru. This breadth of spirit and courage was not something ordinary people could muster.

He knew that his own father still liked Wang Yinru, but when she had met with disaster, the man didn't even dare to utter a sound. Instead, he left the Dafang Sect crestfallen, as cowardly as before.

”You think I don't dare. I just don't want to involve the clan.” Hu Guiyuan's facial expression tensed. His fists were clenched tightly for a while, but then he loosened them. Helplessness welled up in his heart. Even if he threw caution to the wind and fought against the Jiang Clan, what could he do? With the Jiang Clan patriarch around, the Hu Clan would never have a chance against the Jiang Clan.

Hu Qiongqi didn't say a word. Whatever his father said was merely an excuse. Compared to his father, Hu Qiongqi admired Mo Wen more. He was a youth with great courage who valued loyalty. If he didn't die young, he would surely have astounding achievements in the future.

The appearance of the Jiang Clan's black-robed patriarch caused everything in the surroundings to tense up. Even the grass and trees seemed to harbor a killing intent. Everyone held their breath as their gazes were transfixed on the large square.

”So you are that old relic of the Jiang Clan?” Mo Wen looked at the mysterious black-robed person who had appeared before him and who was blocking him from finishing off Jiang Quangui. A chill flashed in his eyes that seeped down to the bone.

”You really are a rare genius.” The Jiang Clan's patriarch's voice was low and coarse. It sounded like dry old tree bark. It was disgusting. He was not angry about Mo Wen's rudeness. He merely emanated an ice-cold killing intent that enveloped Mo Wen.

”The pinnacle of the Embryonic Breathing realm!” A glint of surprise flashed in Mo Wen's eyes, and his gaze turned quite serious. He could actually feel the terrifying aura at the pinnacle of the Embryonic Breathing realm emanating from the Jiang Clan's patriarch's body. It was no different from that of the Changtian Sect leader's he had encountered previously.

The Jiang Clan actually had such a terrifying, strong practitioner. An ancient martial art practitioner at the pinnacle of the Embryonic Breathing realm was enough to make the Dafang Sect comparable to the Ten Great Sects in the ancient martial arts world.

No wonder Wang Yinru ended up in their hands. The difference between the stages of the Embryonic Breathing realm was too great. An intermediate-stage Embryonic Breathing realm practitioner would be far stronger than one at the beginning stage of the Embryonic Breathing realm. Normal ancient martial art practitioners at the intermediate stage of that realm meeting one of the strong practitioners at the pinnacle of the same realm would find it hard to even run away.

”You are so young and already so strong. If I do not eliminate you today, you will be a scourge for the Jiang Clan in the future.” The Jiang Clan's patriarch did not have any doubts at all and attacked immediately. His killing style was decisive. A biting cold killing intent came swarming towards Mo Wen.

This brat was young, not even 20, and he could defeat Jiang Quangui in one blow. The strength of his abilities caused even the patriarch to be taken aback. No matter what, he could not let this youth get away. Otherwise, he would be serious problem in the future.

The Jiang Clan's patriarch immediately attacked, appearing in front of Mo Wen in the blink of an eye. A shriveled claw extended out from the black robe, grabbing at Mo Wen's throat.

”You don't have to wait for the future, I will eliminate your Jiang Clan today.” Mo Wen laughed coldly. A terrifying aura exploded out from his body. The height of his Cultivation was not much weaker than that of the later-stage Embryonic Breathing realm.

”Such an arrogant tone. I would like to see how you are going to eliminate my Jiang Clan.” The frantic sweeping of the terrifying aura caused even the Jiang Clan's patriarch to narrow his eyes. The Cultivation was comparable to the later-stage Embryonic Breathing realm. The youth actually had such frightening Cultivation. Could it be that he had begun practicing in his previous life, accumulating Cultivation that carried through to this life? A stern look flashed in his eyes. He realized that if he wanted to kill this youth, it would most likely not be an easy thing to do.

A beam of bright gold lit up, and his entire being turned pure gold in color. He was like a Golden Body Luohan, with skin of bronze and bones of iron, an almost undefeatable combat unit. Against a strong practitioner at the pinnacle of the Embryonic Breathing realm, he had no fear at all. He rushed directly forward, unleashing a frantic assault.

Mo Wen's Cultivation was strong to begin with. However, after practicing the Nine Yang Divine Technique, even if he did not utilize the Indestructible Body of Vajrapani, he had skin of bronze and bones of iron that could barely be harmed by normal blades. Now that he had broken through to the Embryonic Breathing realm, every aspect of him had considerable improvements. Once he went all out for the kill, he was so aggressive that he was practically a beast in human form.

The two strong practitioners instantly clashed together. Gales blew and howled, winds swept up, and clouds were scattered. The terrifying Qi wave kept surging. No one could stand in the large square, because no one could withstand the residual waves generated from the battle between the two strong combatants.