Gao Wu insists on cultivating immortality.

Chapter 323 The True Strongest!
The East Suburb Mountain Villa has dozens of wooden houses built along the hillside.

In reality, it's all concrete and red brick structure, except that the exterior walls have a layer of decorative wood veneer.

The snow that had fallen all winter hadn't melted yet, and the mountains were covered in a blanket of white. Wooden houses nestled among the snow-covered forests created a unique and charming natural scene.

Gao Wu stood outside the gate, looking at the wooden houses on the hillside. He thought it really was a good place for a vacation.

He sighed softly to Song Mingyue, "What a pity."

Song Mingyue understood Gao Wu's meaning: after this battle, the manor would definitely be destroyed.

She said, "There are quite a few snow-themed resorts like this in Beizhou."

The two chatted idly in front of the gate. Bai Yan, standing to the side, was a little puzzled. Speed ​​was of the essence in war, so they rushed in as soon as they arrived at the gate.

The longer the delay, the more prepared the demon cultists inside will be, and the stronger their resistance will be.

Zhang Yunyi and Yang Liye didn't quite understand Gao Wu's meaning either, but Gao Wu had a tough style and his leadership team had been very successful, so they didn't dare to openly question him.

Of the group, Zhou Ming was the most stubborn and had no personal relationship with Gao Wu. He asked directly, "Team Leader Gao, why aren't we going in?"

Zhou Ming was tall and burly, with a rough voice, a typical big man from the Northern State. Even when he asked politely, it sounded like he was interrogating him.

Gao Wu didn't care; his behavior was bound to arouse suspicion. He said, "I feel that they've already made preparations. This should be a trap. Be careful."

Before he finished speaking, the electric gate of the villa slowly opened, revealing a long avenue leading deep into the villa.

Gao Wu waved to Bai Yan and the others, "You guys stay outside and keep watch. Xiao Song and I will go in and take a look."

There were quite a few people here this time, all elites drawn from various sides. Gao Wu dared not bring so many people in; if a fight broke out, he wasn't confident he could protect the others.

Bai Yan said with a grave expression, "Something's not right. Shall we go in with you?"

"Goodbye, it's inconvenient to run away if something really happens. Everyone, stay here and don't move around. That's an order."

Gao Wu waved his hand again, signaling everyone to obey his orders, and then strode towards the manor.

Song Mingyue kept her hands in her trench coat pockets and silently followed behind Gao Wu.

Bai Yan and the others watched as the two walked up the long road, their expressions somewhat complicated.

"That's it?" Zhang Yunyi asked Bai Yan in a low voice.

Among these people, Bai Yan and Gao Wu were the closest. Gao Wu suddenly pulled this stunt. Originally, the mission was to besiege the members of the Demonic Cult, but how did it suddenly turn into a meeting with two swordsmen...?

Zhang Yunyi felt something was very strange, and Yang Liye and Zhou Ming also looked rather unpleasant. What did Gao Wu mean by this? Was he looking down on them?

Bai Yan was also very puzzled, but he still wanted to defend Gao Wu, saying, "Team Leader Gao is meticulous in his work, so we shouldn't rush things."

Zhou Ming, the most straightforward of them all, said with a dark face, "What's going on? Bringing so many people to watch a show!"

Gao Wu didn't really mean that; he was just unsure if there was a traitor in the team, so he could only lead the team as normal.

Having arrived at their destination, Gao Wu even sensed Han Dalin's presence, so there was no need to lead the group inside any further.

Anyway, he has already given the order. Anyone who is ignorant and insists on going up there will die, and he can't blame them.

The two walked along the long path for six or seven hundred meters and arrived at the wooden house at the highest point of the mountain.

The wooden house was exceptionally large and looked very impressive. In front of the house, there were two rows of neat wooden fences enclosing the yard, with stacks of firewood neatly arranged on one side for starting fires. On the other side, there were several large vats with big "福" (good fortune) characters pasted on them, giving it a very homey feel.

The door opened, and a lean man walked in front, followed by Han Dalin, who was wearing a black robe.

The two stood on the steps, looking down at Gao Wu and Song Mingyue.

Gao Wu had used his Yin Spirit to spy on Han Dalin countless times, and was already very familiar with him.

Seeing Han Dalin in person was a completely different experience. He looked so ordinary.

The lean, middle-aged man next to Han Dalin looked shrewd and capable; he must be the chief priest, Cai Shilin.

After all, this person had forty acupoints on his body shining with spiritual light, and his source energy was quite pure.

In terms of source power cultivation alone, he is stronger than several chief priests of the Southern Continent. Of course, he is far inferior to Hong Liufeng.

Level six is ​​level six, but there's still a huge gap between him and a martial arts grandmaster. This is a common problem among the masters of the Demonic Cult.

Of those who could reach the level of a martial arts grandmaster, how many would willingly join a demonic sect? Only those lacking martial arts talent would try to take shortcuts and exploit loopholes.

Gao Wu glanced at Cai Shilin and saw through him completely. He was just a piece of trash who could be crushed with a flick of his wrist and wasn't worth paying any attention to.

He was quite busy during this time, drinking two thousand milliliters of dragon's blood every day.

Yes, Qin Liuhe had 1,000 kilograms of purified dragon blood stored in his Xuanlong Ring.

Dragon blood not only provides abundant source energy, but also strongly stimulates the muscles, bones, and internal organs throughout the body.

This is a stimulation at the cellular level, penetrating every aspect of the body.

His physical strength has been continuously improved under intense stimulation, and now it far surpasses that of the Crimson Flame Flying Dragon Armor, reaching an incredible level.

The main reason is that his physique is strong enough to withstand such torment. Song Mingyue is much less capable; she can only use a few dozen milliliters of dragon blood at most, and she can't take it every day.

His physical strength has increased, which not only makes him more resilient, but also increases his strength and agility by two points, reaching 27 points.

The increase in strength isn't that significant; the key improvement is in agility. With the addition of the Gale and Thunder transformation, agility can be increased to 34 points.

Normally, a level 7 agility is only 30 points. Such agility is already incredibly high. With the addition of arcane magic, agility can be increased by about 100%.

Gao Wu dared to approach Han Dalin in such a grand manner, which was also based on his in-depth understanding of Level Seven.

Even though he hadn't actually fought with Han Dalin, he had a rough idea of ​​what Han Dalin's potential was, and he estimated Han Dalin's potential to be as high as possible.

After all, Yin Shen still has many limitations. Seeing Han Dalin with his own eyes, Gao Wu was certain that the other party was as he had predicted, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

There are different tiers within the seventh level. For example, Song Xuetao, although the alliance doesn't have a formal ranking of the seventh level, is generally considered to be a top-tier expert, at least in the top three.

However, Song Xuetao is too old, and there are no outstanding younger members of the Song family, so the Song family's status in the alliance is not very high.

Bishops like Han Dalin, at the seventh level, are at the very bottom of the seventh-level hierarchy. Even so, they are still truly seventh level.

Using this person to test one's skills is a way to show some respect.

Gao Wu asked Song Mingyue on a spiritual level, "How is it?"

"It's not a big problem." Song Mingyue's mental strength is now extremely strong, and she has a general idea of ​​what Han Dalin is like.

The opponent's source energy core is very stable and well-rounded, after all, it has been honed over many years. However, with the ninth-tier Ice Dragon Armor in her hand, she will not lose.

Gao Wu looked at Han Dalin and asked, "Han Dalin, Bishop Han?"

Han Dalin's face showed surprise. Gao Wu actually knew his name, and what surprised him even more was that the other party could remain so calm after recognizing him.

He didn't care. Hai Wuji was on Dongwei Island and had no chance of extricating himself. Song Xuetao was on the Aurora Icefield and wouldn't dare to make a move either. Within Anjing's territory, no one could stop him. Whether Gao Wu was feigning composure or playing a diversionary tactic was irrelevant.

Thinking of this, Han Dalin's smile became even more composed: "Gao Wu, you actually know me?"

"I've heard of it," Gao Wu said with a smile.

Han Dalin was genuinely surprised. How could this kid still be laughing?
He disliked Gao Wu's dismissive attitude. It was one thing if Gao Wu didn't know his identity, but knowing he was a seventh-level bishop, how dare he act like that? Where did Gao Wu get his confidence?
Han Dalin's face slowly darkened: "Junior, you've gone too far."

Gao Wu raised his long eyebrows: "Old Han, you're going a bit too far."

"I didn't kill you directly because I'm giving you a chance out of respect for your teacher, Hai Wuji."

As Han Dalin spoke, he slowly activated his Origin Power Core, continuously releasing the invisible pressure of martial arts divine intent.

At the seventh level, although it is not enough to condense the source power domain, it can condense the martial arts divine intent into an invisible spiritual force field, and mentally crush martial artists below the seventh level.

The fundamental way for martial artists to control source power is through mental power. If mental power is interfered with by external forces, source power can no longer be circulated.

Han Dalin went to great lengths to get Gao Wu out, but he wasn't in a hurry to kill him. If he could recruit Gao Wu into his sect, the gains would be enormous.

After all, he was an unparalleled genius and the disciple of the Martial Saint.

He wasn't afraid of Gao Wu playing tricks. Once the blood sacrifice had soiled his hands, and he was blessed by the gods, Gao Wu would have no chance of turning back.

Within Beizhou, only Song Xuetao can save Gao Wu. Even if Song Xuetao arrives now, Gao Wu can be killed before Song Xuetao gets there.

Han Dalin quickly sensed something was wrong. The two mental energy fields interacted, and Gao Wu's mental energy field was as vast as the sea and as deep as an abyss.

His targeted spiritual power spread out, and it was like a boulder sinking into the sea. Although it stirred up some waves, it could not truly shake Gao Wu's spiritual field.

Han Dalin's expression was gloomy. Everyone said that Gao Wu's talent was extraordinary and unparalleled in the world.

Today he witnessed it firsthand. Putting everything else aside, the mental strength of a high-level martial artist was no less than his own, and might even be stronger... It was simply outrageous!
Fortunately, through the clash of their spiritual powers, he could sense that Gao Wu had not condensed a true core of source power.

If there is a source of true energy core, the mental energy field will naturally condense into a core, which is exceptionally stable and solid, unlike the state of high-level martial arts.

Han Dalin suddenly understood why Gao Wu was so arrogant. Based on his spiritual strength, which was no less than his own, Gao Wu indeed had the right to be arrogant.

However, Gao Wu was still too arrogant. The true power of a level seven cultivator lies in their Origin Power Core! As a disciple of a Martial Saint, shouldn't Gao Wu understand this principle?

Han Dalin had a vague sense of unease, and his gaze fell on Song Mingyue behind Gao Wu.

The girl had short, neat hair, wore black sunglasses, a black knee-length trench coat, and black leather boots. Her hands were in her pockets, and her expression was calm with a hint of detachment and indifference.

Like a bystander watching a play, completely indifferent to what is about to happen.

Han Dalin released his mental energy field, and within a radius of 500 meters, there were only two opponents: Gao Wu and Song Mingyue.

As for the people from the Supervisory Department and the Hunter Association, they're all at the main gate. Besides, the strongest among them is only a level six; even if they all attacked at once, they'd be no match for them!
Han Dalin has weathered decades of trials and tribulations to rise to the position of bishop, all thanks to his meticulous mind.

He noticed Gao Wu's unusual state and immediately became alert. Aside from the possibility of a Martial Saint lying in ambush or other level-seven experts coming to his aid, could Gao Wu's reliance be Song Mingyue?

He recalled his earlier clash with Gao Wu's spiritual power; Song Mingyue was right next to him, yet seemed unresponsive. This in itself was highly unusual.

The mental fluctuations resulting from the collision of mental energy fields can even interfere with a level six expert. Why didn't Song Mingyue react?
Han Dalin's gaze returned to Song Mingyue. Song Mingyue looked up at Han Dalin, her clear and cold eyes meeting his through her sunglasses.

The two mental energy fields collided instantly. Han Dalin's brow furrowed suddenly. The girl's cold, chilling, and sharp mental energy was like an ice pick, instantly piercing through his brain.

The intense, icy power made Han Dalin momentarily dazed. It was as if his source energy core had been stimulated, triggering the Black Dragon Divine Image that he had condensed for many years.

A black dragon, more than ten meters long, appeared behind Han Dalin. The black dragon raised its head and roared silently, emitting an extremely violent spiritual pressure.

The chief priest, Cai Shilin, who was standing next to Han Dalin, was forced to stagger backward by the raging black dragon god. His body went limp and he almost sat down on the ground.

This was only because Han Dalin had focused all his martial arts divine power on Song Mingyue; Cai Shilin was only slightly affected.

The twin snakes of Tai Chi spun in Song Mingyue's eyes. She did not activate her martial arts divine form, but relied solely on her spiritual power to resist the pressure of the black dragon divine form.

Even though the sunglasses were made of ordinary materials, they immediately developed spiderweb-like cracks on the surface when subjected to the impact of an invisible spiritual force.

Song Mingyue's short hair fluttered under the surge of source energy, and even the long sleeves and hem of her trench coat were lifted up by the surge of source energy.

The way she flew in the wind only made Song Mingyue appear more sharp and assertive.

Han Dalin's face was rather grim at this moment. He had actually lost to a teenage girl by a single move in a direct confrontation using his mental energy field.

What's even more terrifying is that the girl's spirit and source power are as firm as one, and she has already condensed a true source power core!

If he remembered correctly, Song Mingyue was only nineteen years old!

Gao Wu became famous throughout the world last year after killing several level-six high priests and a level-six dragon slayer. He is known as the unparalleled dragon among men.

How come Song Mingyue is stronger than Gao Wu?!
Han Dalin was deeply shocked. Even if the gods bestowed divine power, basic rules still apply in the real world.

A level 7 king at the age of nineteen is simply astonishing. Even a god wouldn't act so recklessly...

Han Dalin couldn't help but think of a popular saying on the internet these days: "This world has evolved too erratically; eccentric people can't understand it!"

Gao Wu laughed triumphantly from the side: "Old man, scared now? Kneel down and beg for mercy!"

Han Dalin glanced at Gao Wu. He had thought Gao Wu was a peerless genius, but it turned out he was just a gigolo who relied on women! Shameful!
He looked at Song Mingyue and said in a deep voice, "You, a newly promoted level seven, dare to come looking for me? Aren't you afraid of death?!"

Song Mingyue silently watched Han Dalin, her clear, cold eyes devoid of any emotion, as if Han Dalin were a dead man...

Han Dalin originally wanted to test Song Mingyue with words, but her appearance only fueled his anger.

Since he attained the seventh level of cultivation, no one has dared to underestimate him like this. These two brats, not even twenty years old, actually treat him with such contempt!

A strong killing intent arose in his heart. Such a genius had to be killed ruthlessly, and he could not be given any more room to grow.

Under Han Dalin's encouragement, the Black Dragon God's body continued to expand, and the gathered source power became stronger and stronger.

The black dragon's silent roar spread outwards with ferocity.

Zhou Ming and the others waiting outside the manor gate were getting anxious, especially Zhou Ming, who was extremely impatient.

Just as Zhou Ming was about to suggest going in to check the situation, he saw a huge black dragon fly up from the mountaintop and let out a silent roar.

The dragon's roar was silent, yet the spiritual impact it emitted was as tangible as a physical force.

Even someone as strong as Zhou Ming experienced a sudden blackout, his ears ringing, while the others staggered backward, with many below the Martial Master level collapsing...

Fortunately, they were far enough away, and the psychological impact wasn't directed at them, so the group didn't suffer any real harm.

Zhou Ming instantly snapped back to reality, his face filled with horror: "It's over, there's a level seven bishop hiding inside!"

Bai Yan, Zhang Yunyi, and the others were also horrified. A seventh-level bishop could wipe out all of them by himself. This was truly a terrible situation...

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