As for right now?

Two figures burst through the air, landing on the remaining two mountain tops.

One was Old Ghost Mo Tian, the other was War Devil Wang Yuan!

"Young one, surrender early to spare yourself the pain." Old Ghost Mo Tian spoke with confidence written across his face.

Wang Yuan slowly donned the silver boxing gloves, his eyes drooping, his tone icy.

"Back in the day on the Battle Platform, you suppressed me with Yin Sixiang using your Lifebound Magic Artifact. Today, I shall repay this tenfold, a hundredfold!"

Old Ghost Mo Tian was stunned, having nearly forgotten about it.

Yet Wang Yuan had never forgotten.

After a brief exchange, Wang Yuan made his move.

Stepping through the air, the sound of thunder exploded.

Boom!

In the blink of an eye, he spanned hundreds of feet, crashing down upon Old Ghost Mo Tian.

The swiftness of his actions left many astonished.

Only Luo Chen seemed unsurprised, as if he had anticipated it.

This was the Sky Explosion Step he had created early on, inspired by Qing Shuang Demon Emperor's method of spatial teleportation.

Now as Wang Yuan unleashed it, its might was in no way inferior to when he did, even more so due to the added ferocity from the Divine Firmness Fighting Qi.

The move caught Old Ghost Mo Tian slightly off guard, but as his Divine Consciousness spread, he reacted quickly.

First, he released an earthy yellow shield to protect himself.

Then he spat out a Flying Sword, swiftly shooting towards Wang Yuan's head.

But in the next instant.

Thump!

The earthy yellow shield, visibly, was deeply dented by the punch that shattered through the air.

This scene caused Old Ghost Mo Tian's face to change, blurting out in shock.

"True Device!"

The silver boxing gloves turned out to be True Device level weapons!

Realizing this, he dared not stand still against the attack, instead retreating swiftly.

Wang Yuan punched away the Flying Sword, pursuing closely.

At that moment, his Gang Qi burst forth, executing the Sky Explosion Step in succession, his speed rivaling even that of a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator.

The distance between them rapidly shortened.

Old Ghost Mo Tian's face contorted in fear as he unleashed his Nascent Soul Domain.

Yet the Domain Power was entirely unable to suppress Wang Yuan.

In this instant, Old Ghost Mo Tian began to regret.

With the Spirit Vein of the Taihu Domain crumbling and Spirit Qi dissipating, how could a Nascent Soul cultivator ever hope to consolidate their Domain?

Moreover, this opponent excelled in Body Refining Technique, with little Qi Power inside him, unaffected by the suppression of Heaven and Earth Qi!

"Well done, Alchemy Sect!"

Old Ghost Mo Tian cursed Luo Chen under his breath, mid-air, launching an assault.

The Flying Sword transformed from one to ten, and then a hundred, forming a complete Sword Light formation, raining down on Wang Yuan.

Additionally, two Magic Items flew consecutively from his hands.

A spinning circle, a jingling bell.

One suppressed the physical body, the other confused the mind.

Wang Yuan visibly slowed down, the Flying Swords clashing with a jingling sound upon contact.

Suddenly.

He let out a fierce shout.

"Open!"

The circle flew backward, Wang Yuan's form began to swell, revealing a three-foot-tall little giant to the world.

Opening his mouth, he emitted a rumbling thunder sound, drowning out the bell's ringing.

Ten fingers flickered, Blood Qi scattered like rain.

After tearing through the myriad Sword Light, the giant stepped the Moon Step, his form mysteriously exhibiting a hint of the unpredictability.

At this, Old Ghost Mo Tian's Divine Consciousness struggled to keep up.

"Impossible, this man's speed is too swift, and his will is firm, unaffected by my Divine Soul Illusion Technique. I must bind him first."

Old Ghost Mo Tian clenched his teeth, extending his right hand as he lifted upwards.

A Great Seal flew out, then inflated to a size of a hundred feet, pressing down on Wang Yuan.

Terrifying suppressive force instantly sealed the space.

Right then, Wang Yuan sneered, charging straight towards the Great Seal without fear.

"Break!"

A punch!

The Great Seal's body shook all over.

Wang Yuan retracted his hand, bursting forth with Gang Qi, throwing three more punches.

"Break!"

"Break!"

"Break!"

This time, the outcome was completely different.

The Mountain Demolishing Form he inherited from Luo Chen drove his domineering Gang Qi to its fullest, consolidating all power at one point, combined with the Thunderclap Boxing Gloves.

A loud explosion was heard.

Boom!

In everyone's shock, the Great Seal was forcibly shattered into pieces.

Wang Yuan dashed ahead, ascending to the Nine Heavens.

Magic items destroyed, Old Ghost Mo Tian suffered backlash, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, feeling indignant.

If only his Lifebound Magic Artifact Mount Sky Cliff were still around, how would young Wang Yuan dare behave so arrogantly?

Enough!

In order to defeat him, I must outlast my opponent with deep reserves of Qi Power.

With a gesture he summoned his Flying Sword, calmly grabbing it in his hands, then flying towards the Nine Heavens.

But the next moment, Old Ghost Mo Tian's expression dramatically changed.

Above the Nine Heavens, a towering mountain appeared, descending like a meteor, rumbling down.

"That's my Mount Sky Cliff!"

The unfamiliar mountain body, with the familiar breath, made him exclaim.

But no response came from his Divine Consciousness control.

In panic, he pushed the shield to its limit, blocking above his head.

Not only that, gestures crafted with Dao Law Methods moved, his robe fluttering without wind, a round yellow halo enveloping his entire body.

Bam!

The shield Magic Item collapsed upon contact.

The mountain pressed down, even with the protective yellow halo, it pushed Old Ghost Mo Tian continuously downward, eventually halting upon the earth amidst his angry shouts.

Wang Yuan stood atop the mountain, and stomped his foot.

Boom!

The immense pressure returned, dispersing the yellow halo even more, Old Ghost Mo Tian's complexion turning extremely red.

Witnessing this, Wang Yuan felt indescribably delighted.

Back when you pressed me with Mount Sky Cliff, now I press you with Sky-reaching Creation Mountain. Indeed, he who starts evil bears no fruits!

He stomped again, his Divine Firmness Fighting Qi traveling through his body, infusing into Sky-reaching Creation Mountain.

Boom!

Old Ghost Mo Tian's eyes widened, his Protective Magic Robe abruptly shattered, exposing his withered old body.

And that yellow halo grew increasingly weak.

It seemed just another stomp would shatter it.

Without hesitation, he shouted, "I yield!"

Wang Yuan appeared oblivious, stomping again.

Boom!

Whoosh...

The fierce wind surged, the yellow halo crumbled into fragments.

A large cloud of blood mist scattered over the parched yellow earth.

A glint darted out, spanning hundreds of miles, escaping the range of Sky-reaching Creation's suppression.

The infant's white face showed a venomous expression, staring fixedly at Wang Yuan.

"I want you dead!"

Wang Yuan floated up, reaching out to summon, Sky-reaching Creation swiftly shrunk and fell into his grasp.

"I can destroy your body once, I can kill your Nascent Soul once!"

Five fingers flexed, ready to grip down.

The face of the Nascent Soul Small People changed, sensing blood threads emerging across his tender skin, his eyes reflecting utter terror.

At this moment, a flow of Qi Power enveloped his Nascent Soul.

Wang Yuan clenched his fist, but nothing happened.

His face turned fierce as he gazed into the distance.

True Master Shenyuan beckoned, and Old Ghost Mo Tian's Nascent Soul flew back to his side.

Seeing this, Luo Chen smiled somewhat.

"This first battle goes to our Luo Tian Sect, right?"

With those words, silence fell, not a sound was heard.

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