Chapter 2654: Huang Xiaolong, It’s Your Turn Now! (1/2)

The Moyue Race’s disciples were ecstatic and euphoric after seeing that Mo Wunian had broken through to Primal Ancestor Realm and joined the ranks of invincible Primal Ancestor experts. They had thought that Mo Wunian would defeat Yuan Qianxing, and even if he failed to do so, he would be able to fight Yuan Qianxing to a draw at the very least.

But in the blink of an eye, Yuan Qianxing had smashed Mo Wunian down from high air to the ground in one move, making him cough up blood.

This had caused a tiny crack to appear in their belief, and they were shocked to the core.

Before Mo Wunian had entered the Primal Ancestor Realm, he was capable of defeating early First Resurrection Primal Ancestors, and now that he had entered Primal Ancestor Realm, his strength could only be stronger. But contararily, Mo Wunian was powerless against Yuan Qianxing’s attack, and he was even coughing up blood!

Doesn’t that mean that Yuan Qianxing’s strength…?!

Long Shengtian’s and Fei Yanzi’s expressions changed greatly.

The Otherworldly Mansion Master Mo Zhi frowned subconsciously at this result. Although it had crossed his mind that Mo Wunian would not be Yuan Qianxing’s opponent, Mo Wunian should have at least been able to last some time against Yuan Qianxing, making him pay a big price. But who would’ve thought that Mo Wunian would suffer heavy injuries in just one exchange!

Yuan Qianxing is so terrifying after comprehending the Return to Origin dao art!

Or was Yuan Qianxing concealing his strength in the past?

Everyone was shaken by the strength Yuan Qianxing had displayed, and they sucked in a breath of cold air. There had never been such an ugly expression on Mo Wunian’s face as there was now.

“Great!”

Suddenly, someone applauded and cheered. It was the Myriad Origin Race’s Yuan Wangfeng.

As the sound of Yuan Wangfeng’s applause echoed, other Myriad Origin Race experts recovered from their shock and began to clap and shout excitedly. The Enchantress Race’s and Golden Buddha Race’s experts also joined in the excitement.

Yao Ji let out a dramatic giggle, “Mo Wunian, even though you are hailed as Moyue Race’s most talented junior disciple, you are nothing more than rubbish in front of Senior Brother Yuan Qianxing.”

Yuan Wangfeng let out an unbridled laugh. “The way I see it, even ten Mo Wunians wouldn’t be Yuan Qianxing’s opponent!”

The entire time, Huang Xiaolong was watching with a calm expression.

Yuan Qianxing’s strength surprised him, but then again, he was merely surprised.

Feitian Longpeng felt his throat going dry. He leaned in and whispered to Huang Xiaolong, “Your Highness, Yuan Qianxing…?!”

Feitian Longpeng had an idea about Huang Xiaolong’s strength, and how he had once forced back the Golden Buddha Race’s old ancestor Chan Yuli. Not just that, but he also knew that a group of Flying Heaven Race’s Eminent Elders had failed to suppress Huang Xiaolong despite having activated the Flying Heaven Grand Formation. And yet, he couldn’t help but feel worried after witnessing Yuan Qianxing’s strength today.

After all, the visual impact of watching Mo Wunian smashed down from high air was jolting.

Probably, even the majority of Second Resurrection Primal Ancestor experts would be helpless against Mo Wunian, who had entered Primal Ancestor Realm, but the same Mo Wunian had seemed so weak against Yuan Qianxing.

After glancing at Feitian Longpeng’s conflicted face, Huang Xiaolong smiled and teased, “What, you’re afraid I will lose?”

Feitian Longpeng scratched his head in embarrassment due to Huang Xiaolong’s question. He couldn’t really say to Huang Xiaolong that he was really afraid that he would lose, could he?

On the battle stage, Yuan Qianxing leisurely approached Mo Wunian with his hands clasped behind him, as if he was taking an evening stroll around his back garden.

“Didn’t I say that the two of you should come together, so you could die together? Clearly, you didn’t listen at all,” Yuan Qianxing ridiculed Mo Wunian.

Mo Wunian’s face darkened and robust strands of darkness energy emerged, wrapping around his body, as his icy voice sounded, “Yuan Qianxing, you haven’t won yet, so don’t feel happy too early!”

Mo Wunian’s momentum was stronger than before, and the dark light from his pupils created a world of darkness, and numerous dark saints emerged by his side. Heaven and earth once again plummeted into darkness. Other than Primal Ancestor experts, the rest felt a suffocation from the coercion coming off Mo Wunian.

“Flames of Darkness!”

Mo Wunian’s chilling voice rang once again as his ten fingers moved. Immediately, the Flames of Darkness submerged the land like a tsunami of dark waters, reaching Yuan Qianxing in a split second.

The Flames of Darkness did not have any light belonging to a fire and they resembled black and dark souls, but it’s power was not weaker than the Light of Darkness either. However, the Flames of Darkness’ attacks were more peculiar, making them unpredictable.

“Hmmph!”