Chapter 192: Ignorance Is Also Fearless

At Cloud Net Mountain, there are now as many as a hundred thousand Foundation Establishment cultivators gathered, and several hundred Golden Core cultivators, but these Golden Core True Persons remain hidden among the many cultivators; unless they deliberately reveal themselves, no one can detect them.

Above the heads of the many cultivators, ten or so flying boats hover, four of which are the largest.

They come respectively from the Hundred Nations Alliance, the Ancient Orchid Great Prairie, the Ten Thousand Great Mountain, and the Falling Star Sea.

Since these four forces arrived, each has occupied a direction, and none pays any attention to the others.

Their flying boats simply hover silently above Cloud Net Mountain, silently waiting for the great battle to begin; during this time, no one has entered the mountain to urge them on.

Obviously, everyone has received some news.

Everyone waited in silence; finally, after waiting a day, the much-anticipated Longevity Peak finally withdrew its mountain-guarding grand formation, and atop its peak stood a cultivator dressed in blue robes, hands clasped behind his back.

Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!...

For a moment, all the cultivators' gazes focused on that cultivator who appeared rather young.

The gazes of the hundred thousand Foundation Establishment cultivators all converged on a single Foundation Establishment cultivator; that pressure alone was enough to make any Foundation Establishment cultivator's mind and spirit flustered.

But Wang Ping's expression never changed in the slightest; his eyes swept over the dense crowd of cultivators outside, and he flew straight to the summit of a mountain on the outskirts of Cloud Net Mountain, where part of it had been leveled, leaving a large area—this was something Wang Ping had specially had made. There stood a stone platform; after sitting upon it, Wang Ping calmly spoke:

"Today, Wang Ping hereby challenges all the Foundation Establishment heroes of the Spiritual Realm here."

Wang Ping's words echoed within a fifty-li radius; the many cultivators listened silently, only to see Wang Tianjiao continue speaking:

"Within seven days, if any cultivator can enter within a hundred zhang of me, I will fight them one-on-one!"

As soon as Wang Ping's voice fell, an uproar erupted instantly, and accusations of his arrogance poured forth one after another.

"Arrogant!"

"Clueless!"

……

The two brothers Wang Jun and Wang Ze, standing together with Tie Lanshan, exchanged glances; although they knew their uncle had mastered the Dao art, and that strange gravity field was astonishingly powerful, they wondered whether this approach was perhaps a bit arrogant!

"Amitabha!"

Ru Ru's face showed a hint of worry as he continued: "Fellow Daoist Wang, this move of yours is somewhat inappropriate! It seems to invite hatred! And…"

Before Ru Ru could finish speaking, a Foundation Establishment cultivator shot up into the sky and shouted loudly: "Wang Ping, you're arrogant! Relying on a formation to fluke a kill of a late-stage Golden Core cultivator, you dare look down on everyone under heaven. Today, Wang Hong of the Heavenly Martial Kingdom has come for instruction; I will see how you stop me from entering within a hundred zhang of you!"

Having said that, he already flew toward the mountain where Wang Ping was located!

"That's Wang Hong of the Heavenly Martial Kingdom! It's said the Alliance has recognized him as surpassing a single nation's Heaven's Pride level, though he hasn't reached Alliance-level Heaven's Pride! But it's said that a True Person has predicted he is not far from that level."

"Good! Although Hong Wu might not be his match, he definitely has the strength to force Wang Ping to act, turning his earlier arrogant words into a joke."

"Wang Hong!"

"Wang Hong!"

"Wang Hong!"

In an instant, the voices supporting Wang Hong grew ever louder.

Everyone's eyes were on Wang Hong; although he shouted arrogantly, once battle commenced he immediately activated his family's transmitted technique, the Profound Yang True Classic, and a dark-red spiritual shield blossomed around his body.

He brandished a small fiery-red hammer in his hand!

Wang Ping, sitting on the stone platform, couldn't help but feel speechless at this sight; taking his treasure into his gravity field, unafraid of being smashed to death—well, considering he is the first to step forward, I'll spare his life!

While Wang Ping was thinking of sparing Wang Hong's life, opposite him, Wang Hong was already about to enter within two hundred zhang.

All the cultivators silently watched the approaching Wang Hong; nobody is foolish—Wang Ping, since you said that, you must have some reliance, and everyone wants to see what Wang Tianjiao's reliance is.

As a genius who has surpassed the nation-level, Wang Hong is extremely sensitive to danger premonitions; as he gradually approached within two hundred zhang, a strong sense of peril suddenly arose in his heart.

But when his divine sense swept outward, it detected no source of danger; two hundred zhang away, Wang Ping was merely sitting cross-legged on the stone platform, making no extra movement!

At this point, retreating was naturally impossible, so Wang Hong focused all his attention on resisting the unknown danger.

Whoosh! As his figure just crossed the two-hundred-zhang distance, his vision suddenly went dark, and then he felt as if an ancient giant mountain were weighing down on him, immeasurably heavy, and his body plummeted straight downward!

Boom!

At the edge of the peak, a person-shaped deep pit appeared; Wang Hong's spiritual shield shattered, his robes tore, and his skin oozed fine threads of blood!

Silence!

Very silent.

Around the over hundred thousand Foundation Establishment cultivators all stared blankly at what had just happened; many cultivators flew up, looking at the person-shaped pit that had appeared on the summit and the already fainted Wang Hong, and every cultivator's heart rose with a question:

What just happened?

Not only them, but even the Golden Core cultivators hidden among the Foundation Establishment cultivators furrowed their brows slightly; they too hadn't seen clearly just what had happened earlier.

Above in the sky, on the Hundred Nations Alliance's flying boat, Zhao Wuji and company also frowned, and Yue Wuxue said: "Did you just see clearly what happened?"

Everyone shook their heads; Zhao Wuji spoke: "There was no spiritual power fluctuation, nor was any treasure unleashed—strange, how did he manage that?"

It wasn't just these few who harbored this doubt; the Foundation Establishment cultivators of the other several factions were the same, though they took no action, merely waiting for someone to go up again to probe the reality.

In Wang Ping's cave dwelling, Tie Zhan raised an eyebrow, a hint of suspicion appearing in his eyes; he hadn't paid much attention to Wang Ping earlier, because he knew the challenging Foundation Establishment cultivator was no match for Wang Ping.

But such an inexplicable defeat gave him a hint of interest.

Outside, Wang Ping continued to sit steadily there, calmly saying: "Continue!"

Many Foundation Establishment cultivators' eyes showed hesitation, but eventually a dissatisfied cultivator stepped forward and declared loudly: "Xu Ling Kingdom's Jia Shen requests instruction!"

Having said that, a azure spiritual shield rose, and clad in azure spiritual armor, he sped swiftly toward Wang Ping.

As he approached within two hundred zhang, his speed slowed, advancing bit by bit.

All the cultivators focused their divine sense on that Jia Shen; this genius of the same tier as Wang Hong stepped forward precisely to uncover the mystery of Wang Hong's earlier defeat!

Two meters! One meter, the distance gradually shrinking; within a fifty-li radius all was hushed, and the heavens and earth filled with a suppressive feeling—this was the effect of the hundred thousand cultivators releasing their divine sense.

Under everyone's gaze, Jia Shen stepped into the two-hundred-zhang range; his inner spiritual power surged tumultuously, ready to face any unknown danger at any moment!

But the instant after Jia Shen stepped into the two-hundred-zhang range, his vision suddenly went black, and his consciousness felt as if being dragged into an endless abyss.

Boom!

Just like Wang Hong, Jia Shen fell straight down from the air, and once again a person-shaped deep pit appeared on the summit!

Hiss!

All the Foundation Establishment cultivators present sucked in a breath of cold air, their uniform, synchronized sound almost draining the surrounding heaven and earth of air.

Meanwhile, the Golden Core cultivators widened their eyes in disbelief, staring at Wang Ping sitting on the mountain peak.

In the cave dwelling of the Peak Master of Changsheng Peak, Tie Zhan's eyes shone, and with a swish he sprang to his feet, his face shocked as he exclaimed: "Dao Intent! Dao Technique initiates the Dao Realm!"