In the future, Earth becomes a relic of the mythical era.

Chapter 66 I'll show you what I'm made of!

They hadn't killed many ghosts, and this was the first time they had witnessed the power of legend.

The legendary power emanating from the level 10 vengeful ghost is at the Mortal Realm level!
"Ha, I never expected this..."

Just then, a soft laugh rang out.

Everyone saw a flash in their eyes, and a person dressed in white and wearing a mask was already standing at the edge of the ash pit.

The Man in the Iron Mask!
Sure enough, it came!

Xie Lingxin's pupils constricted, and she mustered her remaining strength to stand up, her whole body tense.

His face looked extremely pale.

He immediately tried to use the summoning spell.

But I found that as soon as the thought arose, I felt like I was being emptied out.

If they really ignore everything, they probably won't need the Iron Mask; they'll kill themselves.

The man in the iron mask glanced at the clay figurines around him, clicking his tongue in disapproval:
"Tsk tsk tsk, this is really unexpected..."

"So, as long as we kill that vengeful ghost, these clay figurines will naturally die. If I had known this earlier, I wouldn't have had to go through all this trouble."

He looked at the group as if he had seen something interesting: "I thought they were just a few young guys who came in for training, but I didn't expect them to be able to survive these clay figures and even kill that vengeful ghost."

"Even I find these strange methods a bit tricky. I was hoping you could buy me some time so I could find some weaknesses, but I didn't expect there to be a surprise."

His gaze then fell on Xie Lingxin: "You're quite an interesting person."

"Wudang Yin Thunder? After all these years, Nanhe Wudang has finally produced someone who has mastered Yin Thunder. They do have some depth."

He acted as if no one else was around, commenting on Xie Lingxin and the others.

"Great, great, that saves me a lot of trouble."

As they spoke, they walked toward the ash pit.

"The power of a legendary figure at the Mortal Realm level makes this trip worthwhile."

"The essence of the seven emotions! Ha! There really is an essence of the seven emotions!"

He took out a spirit pot, intending to collect the legendary power into it.

There was also a pearl-like sphere of light floating nearby, which emitted wisps of black energy.

"Whizzing!"

The sound of something cutting through the air rang out repeatedly.

Liu Sanxian flicked his wrist and sent out two willow-leaf throwing knives.

The man didn't even look at them. As if shooing away flies, he waved his hand lightly, and the two willow-leaf throwing knives flew back, even faster than before.

"what!"

Liu Sanxian clutched his right hand, his palm already pierced by his own two throwing knives.

"Who the hell are you?!"

Her face was deathly pale, whether from pain or shock, it was hard to tell.

Her willow-leaf throwing knives, capable of piercing even the hardest stone, were like toys to this man.

"Who I am is not for you to know."

The masked man's gaze swept over the restless Zhu Wenjie and Cui Hong's sleeves: "I advise you not to make any rash moves, otherwise, if you anger me, don't blame me for being ruthless."

"You bastard! Die!"

Zhu Wenjie's hatred for this masked man was no less than Xie Lingxin's.

At this moment, he was already throwing punches with both fists.

His Nine Peaks Style is far superior to Xie Lingxin's.

With both fists thrusting out simultaneously, they surged forth like angry mountain peaks, an unending torrent.

The masked man, however, still swung the weapon around as casually as if swatting a fly.

Each time, it appeared precisely in front of Zhu Wenjie's fist, slapping off his incredibly powerful punch.

It was like an impenetrable wall, preventing him from making any progress.

"Hiss, hiss..."

A series of whooshing sounds filled the air.

Liu Sanxian threw out all the remaining willow leaf throwing knives.

A dozen or so paper figures transformed into armored soldiers, under Cui Hong's control, had unknowingly crept behind the Iron-Faced Man and were about to strike with their swords.

"Hey!"

The masked man remained calm and composed, letting out a cold laugh. He lightly stomped his foot, and a fierce and powerful aura suddenly erupted from his body. This aura was visible to the naked eye, white with a hint of red, shaped like a white lotus.

Dozens of willow-leaf throwing knives shattered upon contact.

A dozen or so armored soldiers cut down the white lotus, which suddenly burst into flames.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into ashes.

Liu Sanxian's face turned deathly pale.

Cui Hong spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with terror.

"Break through the gates and soar to the heavens!"

"Five barriers!?"

How could they not understand?

This is an existence that has broken through the five major limits of the physical body and opened up the mysterious gate!
Just one step away, the five internal organs and five energies within the body will form their own cycle, and then it will break through to the top and soar into the sky. That is the legendary state of perfect physical body and cauldron - the Five Energy Returning to the Origin!
They are simply beyond our ability to handle!

He was just playing around and making fun of them.

Xie Lingxin's gaze shifted.

The gap between the five levels is too great. Even if I could transform into the true form of the Thunder Ancestor now, I would still be no match for him...

Fight!

The masked man chuckled: "You think you're worthy to take action against me?"

He turned to Xie Lingxin: "As for you, junior, your Wudang Yin Thunder is indeed extraordinary, but you are too weak."

"You just used the Huo family's summoning spirit technique, didn't you? Why don't you show it to me?"

"Want to witness the Wudang Yin Thunder? That's easy, I'll show you!"

Xie Lingxin was about to summon the Thunder Ancestor's true form again to fight desperately, but before she could make a move, she heard a loud, thunderous voice booming.

The man in the iron mask was startled.

Before they could react, a dark blue-black lightning bolt flashed, carrying a figure that surged forward like a dark blue-black lightning dragon, billowing dust and smoke.

At first glance, the lightning dragon was hundreds of meters away, but in the blink of an eye, it was right in front of them.

"boom!"

Lightning bolts, like raging torrents, crashed down upon the man in the iron mask.

The masked man's expression changed drastically, and he no longer cared about Xie Lingxin and Zhu Wenjie.

The next moment, they were already dozens of meters away.

Xie Lingxin felt the lightning almost grazed her skin, without harming a single hair on her head.

I was shocked.

The lightning was incredibly fierce, far surpassing its own power.

If you think your own inner lightning is just a drop of water, then the lightning before you is a mighty river!

Such a fierce power, yet controlled with such precision, as if it were an extension of one's own arm!
In their line of sight, a person dressed in a cloth robe appeared, looking like an ordinary old farmer.

Teacher Bai!

Although Teacher Bai looked like an old farmer at this moment, he was surrounded by lightning, and with a grab of his hands, he could conjure two huge lightning balls out of thin air.

Trailing long bolts of lightning, like a twisted, mad snake.

Awe-inspiring and majestic.

He didn't give the Man in the Iron Mask a chance to breathe.

He took several steps in quick succession, his movements incredibly strange, and in an instant he took more than a dozen steps.

Stepping on the Dipper!

The words Huo Shan had said flashed through Xie Ling's mind.

Bai Ruhui pushed with both palms, and the lightning ball surged forth.

The masked man had no chance to fight back and was immediately struck by the lightning ball.

"boom!"

Beside the ash pit, a small, bluish-black sun seemed to appear.

The bright light flashed and then disappeared, revealing the figure of the masked man. He was lying on the ground, his clothes tattered and his hair disheveled and charred.

The iron mask had long since shattered, yet its true face remained unseen, blackened by the explosion.

There were also streaks of electricity crawling all over his body, causing him to tremble uncontrollably and collapse to the ground, unable to move.

(End of this chapter)