I picked up the scattered attributes

Right after that, a figure dressed in a straw raincoat appeared. He had no earth-shattering aura, no intimidating pressure, and if he were standing on the street, people would just think that he was an ordinary old man.

But he just appeared out of nowhere.

If the world before them were a painting, then this old man in the straw raincoat had instantly entered that vast and boundless canvas.

And in an instant... it became the center of the entire world!

"Qianqiu Valley... is doomed."

The old man in the straw raincoat spoke in a hoarse voice, devoid of any emotion.

With each step he took forward, he covered a distance of more than ten zhang, as if shrinking the earth to an inch. In the blink of an eye, he had already arrived above Qianqiu Valley.

The old man's gaze swept over Lei Shao and his companion, then over the empty gate of Qianqiu Valley, a barely perceptible hint of contempt flashing in his eyes.

Lei and Shao froze on the spot. They wanted to draw their swords and get up, but to their horror, they found that they were like clay sculptures, frozen in place, unable to even draw their swords at each other!

This is the power of the Yuan Dan realm, the strongest force that suppressed the national fortune of Xuanwu Kingdom!

"Did you think you could escape like this?"

The old man in the straw raincoat scoffed, his disdain deepening: "Do you think you can escape Thousand Autumn Valley or Canglan Mountain? With your meager cultivation, how far can you possibly escape?"

"Even if they escape to a great distance... can they still escape Xuanwu Kingdom?"

He calmly shook his head, stepped down from mid-air to the ground, and shook his head with a regretful expression: "I really didn't expect that a generation of sword king would die like that, and in such a pathetic way. It's truly a pity."

In his few words, he seemed to show no regret for the loss of the two Dukes of Zhenguo; only undisguised mockery emanated from his speech.

"So what if you could defeat me for a time back then? Now, you've turned into a handful of dust, while I've become the strongest in the world!"

Lei Shao and his companion were suddenly jolted.

This Yuan Dan realm cultivator from Xuanwu Kingdom was actually a contemporary of the old sect leader, and back then, he was even suppressed by the old sect leader!

However, their final fates were worlds apart!

The old man in the straw raincoat had the support of the entire kingdom, while the old sect leader was bound by the Thousand Autumns Valley. One hundred and twenty years later, the gap between the two finally reversed into a difference between life and death.

"And now, I can destroy your sect bit by bit, seize the inheritance of Qianqiu Valley, and destroy everything you want to protect... while you are powerless to do anything about it."

"You can try it."

Just as the old man in the straw raincoat raised his hand, a calm and ordinary voice suddenly came from the depths of Qianqiu Valley.

In an instant, Lei Shao and Liu Chuanyuan felt the pressure on their bodies lighten, and they looked in surprise towards the source of the sound, which was in the direction of Qionghua Villa. At this moment, the villa's gate quietly opened, and a white-clad young man with a calm and composed expression stepped out of the villa.

"Fellow Daoist Feng!"

Upon seeing Feng Xia, the two of them simultaneously realized something and couldn't help but show their joy.

"Fellow Daoist Feng?"

The old man in the straw raincoat was slightly taken aback, then couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle: "Ji Qixi, Ji Qixi, your two disciples are complete wastes. One of them is a little fellow who hasn't even opened his Divine Wheel yet, and they actually call him a fellow Daoist?"

Faced with the old man's mockery, Feng Xia was not angry, but smiled faintly and said, "Mo Yuanlong, have you forgotten so quickly that I destroyed one of your avatars?"

The old man in the straw raincoat named Mo Yuanlong stared at Feng Xia in disbelief, his eyes wide with astonishment: "...It's you!!"

As soon as Feng Xia spoke, he immediately recognized that the young man in front of him was the culprit who had destroyed his decades of hard work inside the Thousand Autumn Bell!

"So it was you! I thought you had already escaped. I didn't expect you to stay and die. What's more, I didn't expect you to be even a mere cultivator at the Opening Wheel Realm—"

Mo Yuanlong suddenly burst into laughter and raised his hand to capture Feng Xia, but at that moment, Feng Xia took a step forward.

Boom——

A divine wheel of obscure color suddenly formed behind Feng Xia's head, which raised the aura he exuded to a new level!

"You've opened up a divine wheel? Even if you're at the Wheel Opening Realm, you'll still die!"

"Mo Yuanlong, open your eyes wide and see clearly what my cultivation level is!"

Almost as soon as Feng Xia spoke, he had already taken seven steps forward.

boom!

boom!

boom!

boom!

……

Seven loud bangs followed, and eight enormous, dark and mysterious divine wheels rose up behind Feng Xia's head. Feng Xia's aura was as fiery and turbulent as a volcano!

Eighth level of the Wheel Opening Realm!

"you……"

The old man in the straw raincoat raised an eyebrow.

Taking eight steps, he went from an ordinary person who had not yet opened his divine wheel to a master of the eighth level of the Wheel Opening Realm. Such an incredible thing was something he had never heard of before!

"I see. It seems you also have secrets. Perhaps you have obtained Chao Haisheng's inheritance, but it's unspeakable!"

Mo Yuanlong's voice turned cold, and the aura of the Yuan Dan realm erupted suddenly, without any reservation. The surrounding天地元气 (heaven and earth energy) surged and frantically squeezed towards the young man, wanting to kill him on the spot!

"Unfortunately, let alone the eighth level of the Opening Wheel Realm, even the eighth level of the Divine Power Realm..."

Clang, clang, clang—

The melodious and ancient sound of bells came from the depths of Qianqiu Valley. Immediately afterwards, eight small bells filled with spiritual light flew through the air and landed one by one in the divine wheel behind Feng Xia's head.

Each time a small bell of spiritual light falls, Feng Xia's cultivation aura will experience a leap in growth!

"Eighth level of the Divine Power Realm! Those eight bells are actually eight different divine powers?!"

Mo Yuanlong's expression finally changed.

In the instant he lost his focus, Feng Xia's surging blood and energy erupted, and one after another, golden platforms, filled with indescribable wonder, appeared!

In an instant, the young man in white arrived in front of Mo Yuanlong.

He opened his mouth and spat out a phantom of a pill, which landed in the very center of the eight Dao Platforms, just like the single center point on a chessboard!

"Mo Yuanlong, I will kill you in one move!"

……

Chapter 0070

"Yuan Dan? This...this is impossible!"

As the only Yuan Dan realm cultivator in Xuanwu Kingdom and the strongest person in the world, Mo Yuanlong thought that nothing in the world could easily shake his mind.

However, when the young man in white stepped forward, he was still speechless and felt an unprecedented shock.

When Feng Xia left that mansion, he was still an ordinary person whose divine wheel had not yet been opened. Even if he had some strange features, they still did not catch his eye.

But as that young man approached, his divine wheel opened, his supernatural powers were formed, his Dao platform was forged, and his primordial elixir was completed!

"Mo Yuanlong, I will kill you in one move!"

A sharp, piercing voice came from the wind, and a powerful sword light roared and rose, transforming into a sword wheel of alternating gold and silver, floating and sinking in front of him, exuding a breathtaking and fierce aura.

"You want to kill me? Even if you're a Core Formation cultivator, you can't do it!"

At the critical moment, Mo Yuanlong finally snapped out of his shock. He suddenly unleashed all his power, and his boundless blood and qi surged forth, soaring into the sky. His muscles bulged all over his body as he unleashed his magical power.

Even more dragon scales emerged beneath his skin, shimmering with light and shadow, making him appear like a half-dragon!

Nine Dragons Sacred Heart Technique - Dragon Scale Transformation!

Qiang Qiang——

Almost at the same time, the sword wheel in front of Feng Xia spun, and thirteen sword blades burst forth with divine light, slashing down towards Mo Yuanlong.

"So what if you're a Core Formation cultivator? I've been in this realm for over fifty years, how can you compare to someone who's just entered?!"

Mo Yuanlong also roared angrily, his body surging with magical power, creating dragon-shaped phantoms in the air. The deafening dragon roars shook the heavens and the earth, and collided violently with Feng Xia's sword wheel!

Nine Dragons Sacred Heart Technique - Thousand Dragon Shadows!

He immediately noticed that Feng Xia's sword wheel sank backward.

"As expected! This kid has the Yuan Dan realm, but he lacks the corresponding training and cannot unleash his full potential. Moreover, since he has just entered this realm, his accumulation of magical power and blood energy is far inferior to mine!"

Almost in the blink of an eye, Mo Yuanlong assessed Feng Xia's condition. While still shocked, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it's unknown what methods this kid used to cross so many major realms in just a few breaths and reach the Yuan Dan realm, which is on par with his own...

But in the end, he was only at the initial stage of the Yuan Dan realm.

His cultivation level, magical power, physical physique, supernatural abilities, combat experience, etc., are all far inferior to his decades of experience in this realm!

Killing him is not difficult!

"One move is over, now... it's my turn to kill you!"

Mo Yuanlong spread his arms, and a torrent of blood energy, like billowing smoke, erupted, forming a blood-red domain. Any living being that entered this domain would be severely suppressed.

The Nine Dragons Sacred Heart Technique truly deserves to be called the number one body-refining technique in Xuanwu Kingdom.

It provided Mo Yuanlong with a continuous supply of vital energy. The old sword king, who was the same age as him, had already died of old age, but his physical body was still in its peak condition, without declining at all due to age!

Standing in this realm, Mo Yuanlong was practically a god!