755 Counter Suppression (1/2)

Mo Wen had also not expected that he would encounter such an incident when he had only come along for the ride. A heretic force like the Ghost Lair had dared to go against the Huatian Palace. Something huge was certainly about to happen. It had certainly been an eventful time recently.

Wang Qinghan was slightly stunned to hear the youth's voice in her ears. Before she had understood what he meant, an astonishing pressure instantly enveloped the entire mountain forest. Everywhere it passed, gales swept past and the sky turned dark.

In the sky above, all the people who were flying were pressed down by some kind of force. It was as though a formless, invisible giant hand was pressing them down to the ground.

The Sinister Wind Stratagem that enveloped the entire valley directly collapsed, shattered into nothingness by a terrifying force.

In the mountain range, trees fell over one by one. It was as though they had encountered a king that dominated the world and were frantically bending over to worship him.

The insufferably arrogant Ghost Lair ancient martial art practitioner dressed in black robes was pushed down to the ground by a formless power. He could not move his entire body. His face showed fear.

Who was doing this?

In the valley, everyone was terrified, including the members of the Huatian Palace. None of them had experienced such frightening pressure before. What realm did the ancient martial art practitioner belong to to have such an imposing manner?

”You…” Little Tang, who was standing beside Mo Wen, looked incredulously at him. She was the closest to him, hence she could feel that this terrifying pressure was coming from this youth. For her, this pressure was like a heavenly force, an existence that she could not stand against at all. Who was he? How was he so powerful?

”Your Ghost Lair and I are truly fated to cross paths.” Mo Wen smiled as he walked towards the Ghost Lair ancient martial art practitioners that he had compressed together. With the power of his pressure, he could capture these people without a fight. Previously, in the Fighting Spirit Tower, his cultivation had temporarily broken past the limits of the Martial Arts Grandmaster, reaching an even higher level. Hence, he had a very deep experience with that level of pressure. His level of control over his own pressure had also reached unprecedented heights.

Although he was not a Martial Arts Grandmaster yet, his control over Compulsion was not lower than that of a Martial Arts Grandmaster, even surpassing that of an average Martial Arts Grandmaster.

One could imagine how frightening the pressure that he was currently releasing was. Although his cultivation had reverted to its previous level, his imposing manner stemmed from the heart. He had battled against the Dragon Horse now. How could he be measured against ordinary standards?

”The power of Compulsion. Martial Arts Grandmaster cultivation! Who are you?” The black-robed leader of the Ghost Lair looked at Mo Wen, who was slowly walking towards them. His eyes were filled with dismay and panic.

He had actually encountered a Martial Arts Grandmaster while he was out on a mission! Even in his dreams, he would not have expected to have such an extraordinary encounter. Even in the Inner worlds, a Martial Arts Grandmaster was a pinnacle existence, and it was rather unusual to encounter one. In the main space. It was impossible to encounter a Martial Arts Grandmaster. Also, this Martial Arts Grandmaster was so young.

On the other side, Granny Fu Qing and the group of Vermillion Bird Palace Hall Executors were also looking at Mo Wen with expressions of surprise. How had a Martial Arts Grandmaster strong practitioner ended up here?

Shangguan Qingyou and Invisible Saber Demon had already recognized Mo Wen and now had looks of disbelief. They wondered whether they were dreaming.

That Mo Wen… when had he become a Martial Arts Grandmaster strong practitioner? Wasn't he a Four-star Executor with only Qi Nucleation Realm cultivation?

Although Mo Wen's fame in the Vermillion Bird Palace Hall was not insignificant, it was limited to the Four-star Executor level. A Qi Nucleation Realm ancient martial art practitioner would naturally not draw too much attention. Now, he had become a Martial Arts Grandmaster. This was incomprehensible.

”My apologies. Let me introduce myself. I am Mo Wen, a Huatian Palace Vermillion Bird Palace Hall Four-star Executor,” Mo Wen said with a smile.

”What? You are also a member of the Huatian Palace?” The black-robed leader's expression changed drastically. He had not expected that this youth was a member of the Huatian Palace. If Mo Wen was a Martial Arts Grandmaster from another faction or sect, maybe he could use the Ghost Lair's reputation to buy Mo Wen over or threaten him. After all, most of the ancient martial art practitioner sects feared the heretic forces. But this Martial Arts Grandmaster was from the Huatian Palace. There was no possibility of negotiation.

”How is a Martial Arts Grandmaster like you a Huatian Palace Four-star Executor?” The black-robed leader looked at Mo Wen in disbelief. A Martial Arts Grandmaster would at least be a Huatian Palace Eight star Executor.

”Go to hell and meet its king!” Mo Wen slowly extended a hand. A mass of golden flame rose from his palm. The flames did not seem to have any heat, but in the area they burned, the space seemed to contort.

”Wait a minute. We are members of the Ghost Lair. If you kill me, the Ghost Lair will certainly not let you go.”

”The same thing has been said to me by a person called Chu Yuan from your Ghost Lair.”

”What? Lord Chu Yuan?” The black-robed leader had not expected that this youth would know Lord Chu Yuan. Lord Chu Yuan was an incredible figure, an existence comparable to a Second Realm Martial Arts Grandmaster. Ordinary Martial Arts Grandmasters were no match for him at all.

Mo Wen coldly laughed. A mass of flame suddenly flew out from his hand. It swept out in an instant and enveloped all the members of the Ghost Lair.