At the same time, his body flickered and he appeared on the stone platform. He arrogantly looked at the Heng Yue Sect disciples and said, "All of you inner disciples, come at me together. I, Zhou Peng, am enough."
The Heng Yue Sect disciples all went into an uproar. Their faces were filled with anger. Even the elders of the Heng Yue Sect were frowning.
None of the Xuan Dao Sect disciples said anything. Their eyes were filled with respect.
It was obvious that this person's status in the Xuan Dao Sect was not small.
Elder Ouyang coughed and loudly said, "Huang Long, this Zhou Peng is the head disciple of the Xuan Dao Sect.
This time, we will decide the winner between us. If any of you can last 10 breaths without losing, then it will be considered your Heng Yue Sect's victory. "
Zhang Kuang's eyes lit up. He jumped onto the stone platform and said, "What an arrogant kid. I'll try you."
Zhou Peng laughed and said, "You?
Looks like you are only at the 6th layer of Qi Condensation. Hiding your strength at the 8th layer is not enough. "
As he spoke, a cold glint flashed across his eyes. He casually waved his sleeve, and a giant pitch-black snake leaped out. It grew with the wind and instantly turned into a giant python.
The giant python's head was very large. It coldly looked at Zhang Kuang and sucked. An unimaginable suction force suddenly appeared.
This suction force was very strange. It was only targeting Zhang Kuang.
Zhang Kuang had no way of dodging it. Before he could even use a spell, his body was like a kite with a broken string. He was suddenly sucked in.
Zhou Peng sneered. With a shake of his right hand, he grabbed Zhang Kuang's neck and arrogantly said, "Go back and cultivate for a few more decades, then come find me again!" With that said, he swung his right hand, and Zhang Kuang's body flew backwards at an extremely fast speed.
The remaining purple clothed disciple immediately jumped forward to catch Zhang Kuang, but he couldn't stop the force of the throw. The two of them slid on the ground for a long time before coming to a stop.
Zhang Kuang's face was pale. His eyes were closed and his body was constantly trembling. On his neck, there was a black handprint. It was like a pincer that was tightly stuck to his neck.
The purple-robed disciple who caught him had a look of horror on his face and remained silent.
Huang Long's heart was filled with bitterness. His opponent's eldest disciple was too strong. He could tell that his opponent's strength was at the 10th level of Qi Condensation. He must have a talisman on him to hide his cultivation level, so he couldn't see his actual cultivation level.
Looking at the surrounding disciples, Huang Long let out a sigh. None of these disciples could win. Even the head disciple who was cultivating with the Core Formation elders was only at the 10th layer of Qi Condensation. He could put up a fight, but if he lost, the Heng Yue Sect would be completely defeated!
Huang Long bitterly smiled. "Forget it. This time, our Heng Yue Sect has no hope. We should inform the two ancestors about what that old man Ouyang said and quickly make a decision. If what he said is true, then we won't be able to keep the Heng Yue Peak!"
Zhou Peng arrogantly swept his gaze across the crowd and said, "Who's next?"
All of the Heng Yue Sect disciples were stunned, unable to speak. They all lowered their heads and didn't dare to look at Zhou Peng's gaze. No one wanted to go up.
Zhou Peng sneered. In his heart, he looked down on these people. Suddenly, he was startled. There was a disciple at the 3rd layer who wasn't afraid of his gaze.
Wang Lin's face was calm as he looked at Zhou Peng.
Zhou Peng stared at Wang Lin and coldly said, "What?
You want to come up? "
Zhou Peng's words attracted everyone's attention. When they saw that Zhou Peng was pointing at Wang Lin, their expressions all became strange.
Daoist Huang Long sighed. This Wang Lin was only at the 3rd level of Qi Condensation. In the past, he wouldn't have paid any attention to him. But now, compared to the other disciples, although this child's cultivation was low, his courage was commendable!
Zhou Peng saw that Wang Lin didn't speak and sneered, "Forget it. Since no one dares to compete, then my Xuan Dao Sect wins this exchange." With that, he turned around and looked at elder Ouyang.
Elder Ouyang's face was filled with pride. He let out a long roar and a black cloud suddenly flew out from the Heng Yue Sect.
Wang Lin took a closer look. It was the thousand legged centipede.
Elder Ouyang didn't say a word and jumped onto the centipede. Shortly after, the Xuan Dao Sect disciples all jumped onto the centipede. The last one was Zhou Peng. He jumped onto the head of the centipede and looked at the Heng Yue Sect disciples with contempt.
The thousand legged centipede moved and quickly flew away. In the distance, elder Ouyang's low voice came, "Fellow cultivators of the Heng Yue Sect, everything I said before is true. All of your Heng Yue Sect's Nascent Soul ancestors have died.
My Xuan Dao Sect has won. Tomorrow, my Xuan Dao Sect's ancestor, Punnan Zi, will arrive. You all should quickly leave. "
Huang Long and the others all frowned. Their hearts were shrouded in a dark cloud. They quickly dismissed the disciples and went to the inner mountain to report to the Core Formation ancestors.
The Heng Yue Sect disciples all heard elder Ouyang's words and felt uneasy. Sun Dazhu had a bitter expression on his face as he quickly returned to the courtyard with his hands behind his back.
Wang Lin was alone. He looked at the direction the Xuan Dao Sect left and let out a sigh. Wang Hao still hadn't brought the poison over. He could only watch as the centipede flew away. There was no chance for him to get the poison.
He let out a sigh. He didn't return to Sun Dazhu's courtyard. Instead, he turned around and walked toward the house he used to go to. Not long after, he arrived at the house he hadn't been to in many years.
This house was something every inner disciple would receive. As long as the name of the sect was on it, it wouldn't be given to others. So after all these years, this house still belonged to Wang Lin.
Inside the house, he sat cross legged on the bed. After pondering a little, he took out the stone bead, clenched his teeth, and immersed himself in it again.
In the dream space, the moment Wang Lin appeared, Situ Nan's voice suddenly came out. "Why didn't you go up to the competition before? With your current cultivation level, you could have killed that head disciple of the Xuan Dao Sect with one slap."
Wang Lin bitterly smiled and respectfully said, "Senior, junior is only at the 3rd layer of Qi Condensation. How could I beat him?"
Situ Nan snorted and said, "What 3rd layer of Qi Condensation? Didn't I tell you last time? You are at the peak of the Spirit Movement Stage, which is equivalent to the 14th layer of the Foundation Establishment Stage? Do you think the Old Man's Nascent Soul essence was wasted?
Not to mention anything else, if you were still at the 3rd layer, how could you see through all the disciples' cultivation levels? "
Wang Lin was startled. His heart suddenly became nervous. He hesitated for a bit and said, "Junior really reached the 14th layer of Qi Condensation?"
Situ Nan snappily said, "Yes. Would an old man like me lie to you?
Because your cultivation level is inside the space, it doesn't match up to reality. After a period of time, it will naturally adjust and show itself. "
Wang Lin took a deep breath. Just as he was about to speak, Situ Nan suddenly said, "Your teacher is here to find you. Quickly get out!"
Wang Lin felt his vision blur. When he reappeared, he was already inside the room. The moment he appeared, the door was pushed open. Sun Dazhu's eyes lit up as he stared at Wang Lin. After a few glances, he said, "Follow me!"