Chapter 38

Mount Zhongnan, Quanzhen Sect.

Demon Master Pang Ban looked at Wang Chongyang, who had appeared suddenly, and revealed a look of disbelief.

He had not expected that Wang Chongyang was not only not dead, but actually... had not even been injured?!

"It's just a mere wound of heaven and earth, what can it do to me?!"

Wang Chongyang said with his hands behind his back, speaking boldly.

Although Wang Chongyang was expressionless, he felt somewhat empty in his heart; after all, this wound of heaven and earth had really almost killed him.

If it hadn't been for the fact that he had taken in a good disciple, and if it hadn't been for the fact that this good disciple Li Changsheng had created a "Green Emperor Longevity Scripture," he, Wang Chongyang, would really have had his days numbered.

"Impossible! Absolutely... impossible!"

"You... wait! So that's it, I understand, you are bluffing me!"

Demon Master Pang Ban's expression changed greatly, and he lost his voice directly, but soon, he seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes suddenly lit up, bright as stars.

"Wang Chongyang! You are overacting this play!"

"This is the wound of heaven and earth! If you were in an injured state, even if it were a minor injury, I would believe it!"

"But now you are unscathed... hehe! This is simply impossible!"

"You did this on purpose to make me think you were not injured, wanting me to retreat directly. In that way, I would fall into your trap... but in reality, your injuries are very serious, you are in danger, and you are just holding on now, very likely with only one breath left."

"Otherwise, why would you only appear now?!"

Demon Master Pang Ban had figured everything out, as if he had seen through the truth, full of confidence and conviction.

Ah! This... can I say that I was in seclusion, preparing to break through to the Earth Immortal Realm?!

Wang Chongyang had never expected that he was really in seclusion, and just because he came out of seclusion a bit slowly, Demon Master Pang Ban had imagined so much.

"Hehe! If you don't believe it!"

"Then come and fight!"

Seeing this, Wang Chongyang smiled helplessly and spoke indifferently.

"Wang Chongyang, at this point, are you still bluffing me?!"

"I tell you, you can't scare me!"

"Don't say you weren't injured; even if you were really intact, I wouldn't fear you!"

"What's more, I don't believe you weren't injured! I don't believe the wound of heaven and earth couldn't do anything to you!"

"Kill!"

Demon Master Pang Ban spoke coldly, shouted, and soared into the air. A killing intent permeated heaven and earth, triggering celestial phenomena and shaking the universe.

Wang Chongyang did not hesitate in the slightest, his figure moved, stepping on the void, like a golden goose, riding the void.

Heavenly Man martial artists step on the void, flying across the void, like immortals and gods.

Rumble!

Heaven and earth exploded, as if thunder was shaking.

Demon Master Pang Ban and the Central Divine Ability Wang Chongyang, two peerless Heavenly Men, simultaneously gathered their momentum.

The terrifying momentum triggered ten thousand miles of celestial phenomena.

"This is a Heavenly Man! Every move and action has martial arts intent manifested, triggering heaven and earth!"

"Demon Master Pang Ban, dueling the head of the Five Greats, the Central Divine Ability!"

"This time, the Patriarch will definitely win!"

"Fart! Demon Master is invincible in the world!"

"..."

A crowd of martial artists looked up at the sky, unable to help but be shaken; while the Great Yuan soldiers and Quanzhen disciples suddenly began to argue.

Mount Zhongnan forbidden area, Gumu Sect.

Three figures appeared; one was a middle-aged woman, one was Granny Sun, and the other was the peerlessly beautiful Little Dragon Maiden.

"A duel between two Heavenly Men?! Hiss! This... what exactly is going on?!"

Granny Sun exclaimed in horror.

"Wang Chongyang, this scumbag, he actually hasn't died yet?!"

"He failed the Patriarch, yet he has made such a great reputation in the martial arts world. But the Patriarch, because of emotional wounds, had no choice but to use ten-thousand-year cold ice to seal herself, sleeping and not waking."

The middle-aged woman looked hatefully at Wang Chongyang's figure, her heart filled with dissatisfaction. She had heard something about the affairs between the Patriarch and Wang Chongyang, and it was precisely because she knew that she was filled with resentment toward Wang Chongyang.

"More importantly, Wang Chongyang actually received a peerless monster as a disciple?!"