I Can See Your Combat Power

A sky-blue crystal pillar tore through the clouds, like a colossal pillar falling from the sky. Its drop point was precisely at Tang Luo’s location, and at this moment, the genius whose divine spirit was being locked in place was rigid, unable to move on the spot.

The Innate Yin-Yang Grinding Mill was revolving within his body. The powerful pressure, as tangible as it was, which surged into his body was completely absorbed and crushed by the large mill formed by the two Yin-Yang Qi protecting his internal organs. This allowed Tang Luo to recover from his rigid state.

Although he had long known there would be an ambush from the Mi Clan, the sudden ferocity of it greatly took Tang Luo by surprise. Especially the sight of the old man in green standing arrogantly against the sky after the cloud layer exploded, frightened him to his core.

99999 (72351), even without a formal introduction, the long string of numbers above the visitor’s head clearly told Tang Luo his identity. Today’s Mi Clan probably only had the Great Elder, Mi Yang, who possessed such a terrifying amount of Spiritual Power.

As Tang Luo looked up, the Mi Clan’s Elder’s expression changed. He felt as though a whirlpool had suddenly formed within the body of the young man whom he had used his divine spirit to immobilize. Regardless of how he strengthened his divine spirit to lock onto Tang Luo, it would be utterly devoured by that whirlpool. His powerful divine spirit had no resistance against that vortex. The lamb originally destined to be slaughtered had regained its ability to move, which made this powerful figure, who had dominated Xiling for over a hundred years, furrow his brows.

Although now free, Tang Luo did not rush to flee. Even though the sky-blue crystal pillar was less than fifty meters away from him, he showed no signs of panic. As the cloud layer burst open, he saw not only the elder in green but also another warrior engulfed in a golden aura.

A massive and glowing hand dramatically appeared in mid-air and struck the rapidly falling crystal pillar. Although it was a hand constructed purely from spiritual power, it gave an overwhelmingly realistic sensation, as if the right hand of a golden giant left a dazzling golden mark on the pillar’s side.

Like a genuinely flesh and blood hand, it hit the crystal pillar with the Sky-picking Hand, not only a vigorous spiritual power force, but also the fusion of the inner explosive force, which, though the martial ancestor from the Tang Family who executed the Sky-picking Hand was not as profoundly accomplished as Mi Yang, this palm could completely disperse the structure of the spiritual power within the crystal.

The crystal pillar, which had its spiritual power structure shattered, disintegrated twenty meters above Tang Luo’s head, and the thick crystal pillar turned into phosphorescent particles raining down from the sky.

Only then did the crowd notice another bundle of golden light in the sky. People could vaguely see a tall figure within the golden light, undoubtedly the Martial Ancestor from the Tang Clan who had just executed the Sky-picking Hand.

Tang Luo looked up and saw, thanks to his enhanced vision, the warrior within the golden light distinctly. It was Martial Ancestor Tang Qian who had helped him in Jianglin. This must be the top-tier guard dispatched by his clan.

Seeing his lethal strike blocked by the Sky-picking Hand, Mi Yang frowned and said coldly, “I don’t know whether to call the Tang Family overconfident or arrogant for sending a martial ancestor such as you designed to protect this child during such a severe shortage of top combat force!”

This ambush had indeed been a spur-of-the-moment idea for him, but it was only after completely mastering the situation of the alp through the Blood Crow Shadow Map that he decided to strike. Thanks to the visual power of the spirit bird, the entire main peak of the Red Cloud Mountain could quickly be placed under perfect surveillance. In Mi Yang’s eyes, the presence of three elders from the Du Clan standing guard by Tang Luo amounted to nothing. He simply wanted to behead Tang Luo before the Tang Clan reacted. To achieve this aim, he hadn’t even brought along a single Martial Ancestor, fearing that the commotion caused by the presence of multiple Fierce Realm air­controllers would be detected by the Tang Clan. Unexpectedly, the Tang Clan had sent a powerful person from the Fierce Realm to guard.

“Elder Mi Yang, you’re joking.” Tang Qian, wreathed in golden light akin to that radiating from a divine palace, spoke to Mi Yang without showing any signs of inferiority, “You, who have been dominating Xiling for a hundred years, ambushing a junior just stepping into the phase of transformation today, aren’t you afraid of being laughed at by the world?”

“Trying to buy some time?” Mi Yang laughed coldly, “The feud of killing each other’s descendants is irreconcilable. Today is the day Tang Luo is going to die. Perhaps if Tang Siyuan and Tang Sen were here, they would be able to protect this brat. But with you? You’re far from qualified!”

A massive amount of Divine Wood’s True Qi surged out from his body. The Divine Wood bloodline was suddenly activated. The Great Elder of the Mi Clan, who envisaged the Divine Willow to cast his soul, transformed into a real Divine Wood, with his left arm morphing into a rapidly expanding massive tree trunk. Every single hair on his arm turned into willow strands glowing with a green light and hanging down rustlingly.

The people on the ground were staring, stunned. As the tree trunk that Mi Yang’s left arm had become grew longer, the willow strands that had grown from his hair also increased in length correspondingly. As the trunk and the willow strands continued to grow, Mi Yang’s appearance became more terrifying. From a distance, it looked like a person had inserted his hand at the base of the Divine Wood.

The crowd was confused, a giant tree of tens of meters looked very intimidating, but how was Mi Yang going to fight using it? Was he going to simply swing it around?

Tang Qian, who was seeing Mi Yang use this type of move for the first time, quickly released the Extreme Mang Finger Force, aiming at Mi Yang’s left chest.

The golden path streaked across the sky and struck Mi Yang’s left chest, blowing apart the old man’s clothes and revealing his robust upper body.

A look of joy spread across everyone’s faces. The seemingly invincible Great Elder of the Mi Clan had been hit like this. It was almost unbelievable. Tang Qian also felt a surreal sense, he couldn’t believe he had landed a hit. If the tremendously penetrating Extreme Mang Finger Force had pierced through Mi Yang’s heart, wouldn’t that mean he had eliminated a big problem for the Tang Clan!?

This Martial Ancestor, who had never confronted Mi Yang before, couldn’t help having such expectations. But he also had to consider, if a single Extreme Mang Finger could kill Mi Yang, would he still be deemed worthy of being called the Mi Clan’s Great Elder!

If this Extreme Mang Finger Force was launched by the Great Elder of the Tang Clan, Mi Yang might have to avoid it to prevent injury, but he didn’t even feel like dodging when it was cast by Tang Qian.

After the golden light faded, Mi Yang, who had taken the Force of the Extreme Mang Finger with his own body, mocked, “Your achievement with the Extreme Mang Finger compared to the Sky-picking Hand is far too inferior! Not striking back is impolite. Take this move from me!”

Green Wood Spirit concentrated into Dragon Spirit. The tens of meters of Divine Wood of his left arm turned into Dragon Bone, and the cascading djacent willow strands firmly wrapped around the bone, transforming into dragon scales and claws.

With a dragon cry and a tiger’s roar, Mi Yang directly launched the Wood Yin Green Dragon at a stunned Tang Qian!

The tens of meters long green divine dragon, like a real colossal dragon, roared towards him, loaded with wave-like momentum and astounding pressure. Tang Qian hurriedly launched the Sky-picking Hand to defend against it.

“Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!”

In the blink of an eye, the golden light and the Green Dragon engaged in several collisions. Green-yellow halos exploded in the sky one after another. At this point, Tang Qian could only complain incessantly.

Although he had predicted that the Mi Clan’s Great Elder’s carefully prepared move would be anything but common, having integrated his shock into the Sky-picking Hand, he was exceptionally confident. He believed he could handle any Spirit Art..