Becoming an Immortal and Ancestor, Starting from the Clan-protecting Divine Beast

Wang Xuanzhao’s reddened eyes looked over, roaring like a wild beast: ”In the Cultivation World, one must cut the weeds and eliminate the roots. After killing you, I will destroy your Chen Family, and the Opportunity will still be mine!”

As the words fell, the golden giant hand slapped down violently, carrying mountain-like power, simply capable of wiping out the entire top of Luoyun Mountain with one palm.

This was the might of a Foundation Establishment Great Cultivator, destroying mountains and breaking peaks was nothing!

Below, Chen Zhuqing and the others showed expressions of despair; a Foundation Establishment Great Cultivator was not something the current Chen Family could cope with.

While Ruan Yurong, staying in the Luoxia Courtyard, was lazily lying on a rattan chair, holding an ancient book in her hand, seemingly unaffected.

”The wind and clouds change, the fish leaps and becomes a Dragon, the Chen Family is about to rise!”

Just at this critical moment, a black shadow rushed out from the Back Mountain Cliff, black yao power surged like a tide, covering the sky above, obscuring the light falling from the sun.

A black fist smashed towards the golden giant hand, like a large hammer forged from black iron striking, the terrible pressure causing the surrounding Void Realm to tremble.

Wang Xuanzhao’s pupils shrank, increasing his mana output. The golden giant hand bloomed with a thousand zhang of light, its texture clear, as if cast from gold and stone, its might like a great mountain pressing horizontally.

Bang!

The black fist was too tyrannical and powerful, breaking through like bamboo, like a black mountain smashing over, the terrifying fluctuations scattering the sea of clouds for dozens of miles around.

The golden giant hand shattered on the spot, turning into countless points of light and dissipating, unable to block that tyrannical fist mark at all.

A five-zhang-tall Black Ape stood on the clouds, black yao power like flames filling its body, a pair of eyes scarlet as blood, the released might making Wang Xuanzhao’s heart shake violently.

”Foundation Establishment Great Demon, how could this Chen Family suddenly have a Foundation Establishment Great Demon? Looking at its appearance, it seems to have just broken through. Why does it give me a feeling of facing a Mid-stage or even Late Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator?”

Before he could think clearly, Yuan Feng took a step forward, the distance of a thousand zhang disappeared in an instant, and he still swung his fist to smash over, the terrifying power causing the Void Realm to collapse slightly.

Wang Xuanzhao steadied his mind, and a small pagoda appeared in his hand, with nine levels, golden all over, which he threw out, instantly becoming as large as a mountain.

He was a Cultivator of the Xin Metal path, and the Cultivation Technique he practiced was called ”Refining Jade Silver Frost Art,” at the fourth-grade level, forging a fourth-grade immortal foundation [Silver Frost Jade], corresponding to imagery such as autumn frost and silver buildings.

Seeing that the golden small pagoda became as huge as a mountain, with autumn frost permeating and silver buildings manifesting, all helping to increase its power, it bombarded down with majestic momentum.

Yuan Feng stood in the Void Realm, withdrew his fist, and held his hands upwards, as if lifting an Ancient Mountain, the terrible fluctuations spreading from his body.

The Legacy Spell of the Long-Armed Demon Ape clan, Holding Up the Heavens and Shaking the Mountains!

Subsequently, an Ancient Mountain that was pitch-black all over was manifested by Yuan Feng. He seemed to be pushing this Ancient Mountain forward, the crushing making the Void Realm rumble and tremble, the firmament swaying endlessly.

The suppressing golden giant pagoda was blasted out for thousands of zhang, the autumn frost melted, the silver buildings collapsed, and the hard tower body cracked with dozens of seams.

Such a shocking scene made Wang Xuanzhao’s heart tremble endlessly. He hurriedly recalled the golden small pagoda, hanging it above his head, dripping down golden brilliance like a waterfall.

”Where did you come from, Yao Beast?”

Yuan Feng did not speak, his tall yao body pressing the Void Realm into distortion, two black fists larger than a sand pot blasted out directly; even a real mountain in front would be destroyed and turned into countless broken stones.