The weakest martial artist? One punch and he's leveled up a whole realm!

at the same time.

On the Lingyu Corridor between the seventh and sixth palaces.

Cracks appeared on the three stone pillars, and the cracks spread rapidly, making a teeth-grinding cracking sound.

When the captain of the Immortal City Guard arrived at the connecting corridor with eight team members.

All that could be seen were two beams of light colliding in the distant sky.

A cloud of gray-black mist and a streak of dark golden light!

Each collision creates a visible shockwave that uproots the surrounding trees.

"What is that?" a young guard asked, his voice trembling.

The captain did not answer, but the communication stone in his hand had already lit up with a red light.

That's a "highest level alert" warning!

At the same time, inside the council hall of the Seventh Star Palace.

The elders on duty from the twelve families simultaneously raised their heads, their gazes fixed on the night sky outside the window.

The elder of the Zhao family's teacup cracked in his hand, and tea dripped down his wrist, but he didn't wipe it away.

"Is it that person?" The Wang family elder asked in a low voice.

"Wasn't he abroad? How did he end up in our Immortal City?"

"His appearance is not a good thing!"

"That's a crazy and terrifying guy! No one can stop him from doing whatever he wants!"

"..."

No one dared to utter that name.

But they all knew the answer.

........

The seventh and sixth layers of the nine-tiered palace were the first to be impacted.

A large number of people were awakened from their sleep.

They quickly left the room and looked in the direction from which the commotion had erupted.

Suddenly I realized.

Two figures are clashing fiercely.

He went straight from the seventh level to the sixth level!

The most exaggerated part is that...

The jade corridor connecting the seventh and sixth levels has been completely destroyed!

This completely severed the connection between the upper and lower areas!

And in the sixth level of the Heavenly Palace, near the seventh level.

The entire ground was leveled.

Numerous buildings were destroyed.

Many people die in their sleep!

But many more people...

They all managed to escape the battle zone in time.

They were wearing pajamas, watching the sudden outbreak of battle with expressions of horror.

"Who...who are all these people?"

"Who got into a fight with whom in the middle of the night?"

"Who's so bold as to make a move here on Immortal City's territory?"

"It's the aura of someone extraordinary!"

"A battle between two extraordinary individuals!"

"Where are the guards of the Immortal City? They need to come quickly and stop the battle!"

"They're here, look over there..."

Many people were alerted and then suddenly saw it.

On the edge of the battle zone.

There lay a pile of corpses dressed in the uniforms of the Immortal City Guards.

At this time.

In this large area, rubble and broken wood were scattered all over the ground.

The air was thick with the smell of scorched earth and dust.

The old man stood at the edge of a shallow, sunken pit, his long stick held horizontally in front of his chest.

The cracks on the surface of the stick had deepened considerably, and the dark gold patterns pulsated between the cracks like blood vessels.

Adam stood ten meters away.

Several cuts appeared on the white robe, grazed by the force of the stick, but there was no blood.

His figure was still thin, but the gray mist around him was noticeably darker than before, and its flow was slower.

"You've practiced your staff skills your whole life, haven't you? To be able to hold out against me for so long, you're already stronger than most people."

Adam nodded slightly, his tone seemingly expressing admiration for his junior.

"If you're willing to let him go, I can let you leave alive."

The old man in black did not answer.

He loosened his grip on the stick with his right hand, flexed his fingers, and then gripped it again.

"I came here not to leave alive."

He rushed forward again.

This time, he was even faster than before!

The long staff traced a dark golden arc in the moonlight, accompanied by a low, whistling sound, like the wheels of an ancient chariot rolling over stone slabs.

He struck seven times in a row!

Each strike contains a dark, sealing power.

The shadows of the sticks overlapped in the air, forming a tight net, trying to trap Adam firmly.

Ye Xiao, standing on the edge of the battlefield, suddenly narrowed his eyes.

This was the first time he had ever seen Grandpa Hei give it his all.

At this moment, the old man in black suddenly went all out, and entered a state of "man and stick as one"!

At this moment, the twelfth-realm Blackie actually possessed the combat power to contend with Adam, who was at the fourteenth-realm!

"Is this the real power of Grandpa Black?"

Ye Xiao was secretly surprised.

At the same time.

Faced with the onslaught of the old man from the black coat.

Adam did not dodge.

He raised his right hand, his five fingers spread wide, and the gray mist in his palm condensed into a thin shield.

It is as transparent as amber, with a rusty dark red edge.

The long staff struck the shield, producing a metallic clang and sparks flying.

First strike, second strike, third strike...

Adam sneered, "Don't waste your energy, junior!"

"With your strength at the twelfth realm, being able to fight me this far is enough for you to be proud!"

But the old man ignored everything and continued his relentless attack!

The fourth blow, the fifth blow, the sixth blow...

Finally, fine cracks began to appear on the shield, spreading outwards from the center like a spider web.

On the seventh strike, the shield shattered, and the fragments turned into gray mist that dissipated into the air.

Adam frowned slightly.

They seemed not to have expected that the old man's offensive would continue to intensify.

The eighth blow pierced through the left side of his robe.

A shallow cut was made under his ribs.

However, there was no blood, only a wisp of gray mist.

This scene surprised Ye Xiao.

Because Adam's current physical condition does not appear to be that of a normal human body.

The ninth blow struck his shoulder.

Adam made a move this time.

He no longer took the hit head-on, but instead dodged to the side.

The withered fingers naturally grasped the stick, and the gray mist at the fingertips quickly coiled around it.

Like vines, they coil around every crack in the long stick, trying to completely erode it.

The old man didn't let go; instead, he suddenly stepped forward, pushing the long stick forward half a foot.

The tip of the long stick struck Adam in the chest with a dull thud.

Adam finally took a step back.

It was just one step, but it was enough to bring a faint smile to the corner of Old Man Hei's mouth.

"It seems your time is truly drawing near!"

"You don't even have the combat power of a fourteenth-realm cultivator right now!"

Adam was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice.

"In the face of time, everyone is the same."

He then changed the subject: "However, I still have the power to kill you!"

Suddenly.

A strange mist suddenly billowed from Adam's body!

These eerie mists spread outwards.

Then it covered the entire battlefield!

Ye Xiao, who was within the area, immediately changed his expression.

Because his system suddenly popped up a notification.

[Strange Mist: Within the strange mist, your health will decrease by 3% per second, all your speed will decrease by 60%, your internal spiritual energy circulation rate will decrease by 60%, and your true combat power will be suppressed by 50%!]

The moment Adam's abilities were presented to Ye Xiao in digitized form.

The power of the eerie fog was thus demonstrated in a very direct way!

as predicted.

Ye Xiao and Grandpa Hei are shrouded in an eerie fog.

We all felt the same way – a feeling of "having the strength but being unable to use it"!