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Chapter 499: 382

Chapter 499: 382

In Chen Yuan’s eyes, the top ten of the Hidden Dragon List were divided into two levels, namely the Hidden Dragon Four Extremes and those who were not. As for the others, they weren’t worth fearing.

As Chen Yuan and Xuanming’s momentum solidified, Yu Qingyan’s gaze instantly sharpened.

While feeling slightly ignored, sensing the aura of these two individuals, she indeed found it much stronger than her own. Taking a deep breath, she whispered softly, “Step back first!”

The disciples of Goddess Palace immediately responded:

“Yes.”

One after another, figures began to fly away through the sky, all except for Shen Yanshu who remained in place, her gaze filled with concern.

“Shen Junior Sister.”

Yu Qingyan called out.

Chen Yuan gave Shen Yanshu a reassuring look, which finally encouraged her to follow her senior sisters and soar up as well.

The three disciples from Spirit Mountain brought by Xuanming exchanged glances, then silently stepped far back without a trace of worry or panic in their eyes.

To others, the name Demon Sword Chen Yuan might indeed be terrifying, but to the Spirit Mountain disciples, it was far from daunting.

They belonged to one of the current ten great Immortal Sects, the orthodox Buddhist sect. All other Buddhist monasteries in Great Jin regarded Spirit Mountain as their holy land, with each generation of Spirit Mountain disciples ranking within the top three of the Hidden Dragon List.

They had never fallen out of the top three.

Moreover, if not for the Buddhist rules of Spirit Mountain, the top fifty of the Hidden Dragon List would definitely be filled with many of its disciples.

“Boom…”

From the two of them, a terrifying rumbling noise continuously emanated.

It was as if the sound of muffled thunder echoed throughout.

Xuanming’s body shook, and the arms beneath his white monk’s robe suddenly lit up with a dark golden glow, the Vajra Glaze Body! The Cultivation Technique he practiced was the same as Chen Yuan’s,

the Vajra Glaze Body, a top-notch Buddhist Body Refining Divine Skill.

Chen Yuan also reacted, dark golden light flowing over his body as his frightening momentum surged, yet there was a subtle synergy between the two of them.

Xuanming, sensing this aura, frowned:

“So, you’ve cultivated our Buddhist Body Refining Divine Skill?”

A hint of a smile curled at the corner of Chen Yuan’s mouth:

“This skill and I are fated.”

Xuanming paused for a moment, a trace of amusement flashing in his eyes:

“Since Benefactor Chen has cultivated our Buddhist technique, why not join our sect? With your talent, you are certainly qualified to become an Arhat. Spirit Mountain will fully support your cultivation.”

Originally, when Great Jin was established, the Buddhist sect spread their teachings across the Central Plains, intentionally casting many Cultivation Techniques into the Jianghu, which later on significantly advanced their influence. In Xuanming’s view, since Chen Yuan had managed to cultivate it,

he must possess a trace of Buddha Nature. If they could enlist him into the Buddhist sect, it would not only enhance the reputation of Spirit Mountain but also bring such a genius under their wing,

a strategy beneficial to both sides.

“Chen is too steeped in killing intent to become a monk.”

“No matter.”

Xuanming’s eyes held a smile, and he then refrained from further discussion, throwing a gentle punch.

Chen Yuan followed suit, his moves identical to Xuanming’s.

“Boom!!!”

The two terrifying Fist Powers exploded in the void, a wave of heat sweeping across.

Following the initial test, Xuanming’s gaze remained unchanged, but he was inwardly astounded at the strength of Chen Yuan’s Body Refining Cultivation, which was not much weaker than his own. Truly a surprise.

To reach this level, he had started building his foundation from a young age, later enhanced by the Buddha Light, to reach the peak of the Blood Qi Like Dragon Realm at his current age.

He had even touched upon the edge of the Vajra Unbreakable Realm.

A roar resounded like a peal of Tribulation Thunder from the sky, and nearly half the martial artists within Mengze Mountain heard this intense boom. Some paid it no heed, continuing their struggle for the Grandmaster’s inheritance.

Others sought the origin of the sound.

After probing, the real confrontation began.

The two stepped out simultaneously, the ground instantly cracking under their power like a web of fractures, resembling a shattered mirror when viewed from above.

Chen Yuan and Xuanming didn’t employ other techniques, both wanting to test the strength of their physical bodies through collision, like two small mountains crashing together; heat waves rolled out with the booming sounds.

Compared to Xuanming’s slight astonishment, Chen Yuan accepted the situation with ease.

From what he knew, Xuanming’s physical prowess was his strong suit, his Blood Qi extraordinarily robust. Now it appeared to be true; the opponent’s Blood Qi was not only a match for him.

It was even stronger!

Fists and palms clashed, with raw physical power meeting head-on.

At this moment, both employed only their physical might for combat, maintaining levitation with True Yuan, each collision nearly a deadlock.

Warlike spirit surged, soaring into the sky.

The straight punch thrust forward, the long leg swept across.

This was true close-quarters combat!

Blood Qi boiled, physical bodies roared, both their upper garments completely torn to reveal their extraordinarily strong physiques. Muffled sounds filled the air; those were the noises of fists meeting chests.

“Boom!!!”

Fists collided, sending Chen Yuan and Xuanming both flying back over a hundred meters.

The fellow disciples that Xuanming had brought with him now stared wide-eyed, unable to believe the sight before them. Demon Sword Chen Yuan could match Brother Xuanming in raw physical strength!!!

This was astonishing.

They knew Chen Yuan ranked among the Hidden Dragon Four Extremes and had previously slain a Grandmaster, his fame unmatched for a time, admitting his strength was formidable, a match for their own senior brother.

But they never imagined his physical strength to be so formidable.

Matching Xuanming step for step.

It was one of Xuanming’s strong points, a level he had achieved with the guidance of many monks at Spirit Mountain, yet Chen Yuan was able to keep pace.

Moreover, he was also cultivating Buddhist techniques.

Should this news reach Spirit Mountain, it would certainly cause an uproar.