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Chapter 167 There are differences even between Foundation Establishment stages!

Faced with a spell powerful enough to level a small hill, Meng Xihong still did not back down.

He took a deep breath, a very long breath, and his chest bulged slightly.

Just as the "Turning Sea Seal" was about to land, Meng Xihong suddenly took a half step forward with his right foot, causing the arena to shake violently. He neither dodged nor avoided the blow, and instead retracted his right fist to his waist.

Immediately, a straight punch was thrown out!
There was no dazzling light, no complicated hand seals, only the simplest and most direct punch.

However, the instant he threw that punch, his blood and qi seemed to boil, and a faint golden-red glow appeared on his skin. A scorching, domineering aura, like a primordial furnace, spread out from him.

The air behind him distorted slightly, and a blurry, ancient, and massive furnace with flame patterns seemed to flash by.

Fists clashed!

The anticipated earth-shattering explosion did not occur immediately.

When that imposing blue sea-swirling seal came into contact with Meng Xihong's seemingly ordinary fist, it was as if it had hit a red-hot iron stake, and its forward momentum suddenly stopped!
Followed by.

"Bang!!!"

A deafeningly loud bang suddenly erupted!
The blue handprint suddenly caved inward from the point where it made contact with the fist.

Then, countless dazzling golden-red rays of light burst forth from within the handprint, instantly tearing, piercing, and disintegrating the massive blue handprint!
The handprint exploded, transforming into a raging blue stream of spiritual energy and an even denser, more dazzling golden-red light.

The terrifying energy shockwave spread wildly in all directions in a ring, slamming into the protective light shield around the arena, causing the shield to twist and deform violently, flashing wildly, as if it would shatter at any moment.

The entire arena was completely engulfed by the smoke and chaotic light generated by the explosion.

The shattered white jade bricks were swept high into the air, only to be crushed into dust by the violent energy.

The scorching air currents mixed with icy moisture formed a strange whirlwind that howled and raged within the arena.

Everything in sight was a blur, and Meng Xihong's figure could no longer be seen.

The turbulence subsided after a few breaths, but the thick smoke and dust still shrouded the arena like a huge gray dome.

ended?
A moment of deathly silence fell over the audience.

Seeing that Meng Xihong, who was in the eye of the storm, remained motionless amidst the smoke and dust.

Immediately, the three thousand soldiers of the Broken Army Camp could no longer contain themselves, and a deafening cheer erupted like a landslide and a tsunami!

"Won!"

"General Qin is mighty!"

"Sect Leader Meng is far too arrogant, daring to directly withstand General Qin's Sea-Turning Seal!"

The soldiers' faces were filled with excitement and pride.

In their view, the outcome was a foregone conclusion.

Although Meng Xihong is also a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

However, there are also differences between different Foundation Establishment stages!
Since Meng Xihong dared to directly confront General Qin's full-force "Turning Sea Seal," he was certainly doomed to have no chance of fighting back.

Qin Zhan hovered in mid-air, the spiritual light around him slowly receding. He gently exhaled a breath of turbid air, looking at the churning dust below, his eyes carrying a hint of victor's indifference, as well as a subtle trace of disappointment.

Meng Xihong's body-refining technique was indeed amazing, but the gap between their cultivation levels was ultimately insurmountable.

However, just as the cheers reached their peak, everyone thought victory was assured.

On the arena, the thick smoke and dust gradually dissipated.

A blurry figure slowly emerged from the dust, gradually becoming clearer.

The cheers of the three thousand soldiers of the Broken Army Camp were abruptly silenced, as if gripped by an invisible hand. All eyes, filled with disbelief and horror, were fixed on that figure.

Meng Xihong walked out step by step from the billowing smoke and dust.

His steps were steady and unhurried.

The first thing to be seen was the clothes, which were completely intact, without even a speck of dust on them.

Next came his lean and muscular physique, and his calm yet unsettling face.

Meng Xihong, Sect Leader Meng!
He was completely unharmed!
Not only was there no bloody mess or broken bones as I had imagined, but even the hem of my clothes was completely undamaged.

It was as if the spell that had just shattered mountains and split rocks, and the destructive energy impact, were nothing more than a gentle breeze and a light rain to him.

Meng Xihong stopped and looked up.

Looking at Qin Zhan, whose face was frozen in mid-air, her gaze remained calm.

Just as Meng Xihong fully revealed himself.

An aura far hotter and more domineering than before, like a volcano that had been dormant for millennia, suddenly awakened and roared within his body!
The air around Meng Xihong began to distort and heat up violently, and the white jade pebbles under his feet showed signs of melting, emitting a faint "sizzling" sound.

A clearer, more solid image of a furnace, its entire body seemingly cast from pure gold and its surface flowing with dark red magma-like patterns, faintly appeared behind him and slowly rotated.

Under the shadow of the phantom, a terrifying power that made one's soul tremble began to gather on Meng Xihong's fist. That power was extremely strong and yang, as if it could melt the heavens and earth and burn away the eight wastelands!

The true meaning of the Great Sun Furnace Fist is only now beginning to reveal itself!
"Crack. Boom!"

The arena, already battered from the impact of the Sea-Turning Seal, finally reached its limit under the sudden, terrifying pressure and scorching heat.

Centered on Meng Xihong's feet, huge cracks spread wildly like a spider web, and large chunks of jade broke, collapsed, and fell!
The entire white jade arena began to collapse!
"This"

The three thousand soldiers of the Po Jun Camp who had been cheering and shouting happily below the arena fell silent and were dumbfounded when they saw what was happening before them.

With just a single move, he shattered the entire arena.

Is someone who can cause such a commotion really just a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator?
Is the "Honglu Jing" of the Tianyan Sect truly that terrifying?
"Qin Zhan, it's my turn next!"

Meng Xihong roared, his voice booming like a bell.

Followed by.

Meng Xihong's inner furnace energy merged with the Five Elements magic power, and he unleashed a powerful punch at Qin Zhan.

"The First Form of the Great Sun Furnace Fist: The Crimson Emperor Descends Upon the Sky!"

The fist's edge faintly revealed crimson flame patterns, and a three-foot-long wall of energy generated scorching waves, like an ancient golden crow transforming into an incomparably blazing sun, the heat wave rushing towards Qin Zhan.

After this heatwave.

A blurry, blood-red furnace-like phantom appeared.

They all hurtled straight at Qin Zhan.

In terms of power, Meng Xihong's punch was even more powerful than Qin Zhan's punch when he used 70% of his spiritual power.

This punch was only the first move of the Great Sun Furnace Fist.

Facing the punch that Meng Xihong was throwing straight at him.

Qin Zhan's expression was extremely solemn. As a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, he felt a strong sense of crisis when facing this punch.

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