Chapter 190

I really wanted to spend a lot of time and effort on this.

But my disciple Luo Fu didn't give me such time—within just one year, he nearly drained me dry.

If I, Saint Tongtian, continue teaching, I'll truly lose face completely.

Inside the Combat World.

When the power of the Sword of Extermination and the Ten Thousand Treasures Array collided, a deafening sound echoed through heaven and earth.

The full power of the Taiyi Golden Immortal erupted, causing this world to tremble slightly, with tiny cracks forming in space.

Because this is merely a battle involving the Golden Immortal layer, Laozi, even if he opens a world, won't create one too advanced.

As long as it can withstand battles at the Golden Immortal layer, it's enough.

Of course, even a Taiyi Golden Immortal's power can be borne by this world.

But the power of a Da Luo Golden Immortal would be enough to destroy this world.

Blinding light enveloped this world.

The disciples outside couldn't see what was happening inside.

Everyone waited, waiting to see how this battle would end.

When the light generated by their powers faded, Luo Fu and Duobao appeared within.

"Younger brother Luo Fu, your Sword of Extermination is indeed powerful," Daoist Duobao said slowly.

"Your attack, Elder Brother Duobao, is no simple matter either," Luo Fu smiled.

In response, Daoist Duobao merely smiled.

In their hearts, they already knew who had won and who had lost in that duel.

That strike from Duobao had been his absolute maximum effort.

But Duobao realized that against Luo Fu's Sword of Extermination, he hadn't gained the slightest upper hand—in fact, he felt himself being suppressed by the power of the Sword of Extermination.

When the two powers vanished.

From Luo Fu's demeanor, Duobao could further see how effortlessly he had handled it.

As if that attack hadn't even been Luo Fu's full strength.

Could that be possible?

Wasn't unleashing Taiyi Golden Immortal power with Golden Immortal strength already his full strength?

Remember, Luo Fu had only become a Golden Immortal a few short years ago.

Such rapid growth in power, even among the Saints, was unimaginable.

Perhaps a Saint could easily force a mortal to grow from an ordinary Immortal to a Golden Immortal, even to a Taiyi Golden Immortal.

But forced growth consumes one's foundational roots.

In that case, there would be no room for future growth whatsoever.

Duobao could see through such people at a glance.

Their power was hollow, their realm was hollow.

They could only rely on pure force to fight enemies.

But Luo Fu was nothing like that.

His foundation was solid—even Duobao felt his own was inferior.

More importantly, his cultivation base realm was only Mid Stage Golden Immortal, weaker than his actual power.

He himself was Late Stage Golden Immortal; with a little time, breaking through to Taiyi Golden Immortal was just one step away.

One could describe Duobao's current state as half-step Taiyi.

After all, with the Ten Thousand Treasures Array, Duobao had already unleashed power at the Taiyi Golden Immortal level.

Yet Luo Fu, merely a Mid Stage Golden Immortal, had unleashed power equal to his—and even held the advantage.

Then how terrifying would he be if he were at Duobao's own level?

Of course, that's a matter for the future; but now, Duobao knew he was no match for Luo Fu.

"Younger brother Luo Fu, was that your full strength just now?" Daoist Duobao asked slowly.

He needed to confirm whether his understanding was correct.

"Elder Brother Duobao, that was the full strength of this technique," Luo Fu replied.

"This technique," Duobao nodded.

Duobao had already understood the implication hidden in Luo Fu's words.

If it was only this technique, then Luo Fu must possess even stronger attacks.

He was already inferior to Luo Fu—he no longer needed to test Luo Fu's ultimate power.

One must have some self-awareness.

He couldn't force Luo Fu to reveal his true power.

Thinking of this, Duobao felt a bitter taste in his heart.

In the past, as the eldest disciple of the Jie Sect, Duobao had always been proud.

Whether in cultivation or power, he had always ranked among the top of the Jie Sect.

But now, his younger brother had surpassed him.

This was something unimaginable in the past.

From the time Luo Fu became a direct disciple to now, not much time had passed.

"Younger brother Luo Fu, I'm no match for you this time, but next time, Elder Brother won't give up so easily," Daoist Duobao said gravely, then raised his right hand, "I, Duobao, admit defeat."

Yes.

Knowing he was no match, Duobao didn't prolong the battle—he surrendered.

"Senior Brother Duobao, I'm waiting for you," Luo Fu replied.

Yet in Luo Fu's heart, the future Duobao had already lost any such opportunity to catch up to him.

With max-level comprehension, he would only grow stronger and stronger.

Perhaps Duobao would become the future Buddha, a top-tier Pretender-to-Sage.

But in Luo Fu's heart, his goal from start to finish had always been the Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian.

That was his primary goal.

Afterwards, Luo Fu and Duobao did not remain in the Combat World.

When the two departed, the Combat World instantly vanished and disappeared.

Since the contest was over, Laozi naturally saw no need to sustain the world he had created.

To Laozi,

creating and destroying such worlds was merely a casual act, requiring no effort at all.

When the results of this century's contest were announced,

the various Saints distributed the celestial treasures and rare herbs in their possession to those who achieved certain rankings.

The Three Sects contest was not merely the time of one Saint.

All three Saints had taken out their own celestial treasures and rare herbs to reward disciples of the ranked sects.

Of course, in a certain sense, Laoziren Sect had no disciples to disadvantage them, but Laozi said nothing about it.

Laoziren Sect had almost no disciples; giving out the same celestial treasures would be a loss.

But Laozi, who had no disciples, needed not give out many celestial treasures at all.

These celestial treasures held no use for him.

To a Saint,

let alone celestial treasures—even related Spirit Treasures had value only for the very top-tier.

Precisely because of this,

Laozi stated that possessing so many Spirit Treasures held no use for him.

As part of the Three Sects contest, promoting the growth of the Three Sects and the Xuan Sect was only proper.

Finally,

Laozi's gaze fixed on Luo Fu, and he smiled, "Luo Fu, you are the top ranker of this century's Three Sects contest. You may make one request of your teacher, or of us."

"But Luo Fu, your request must not be excessive," Laozi chuckled. "You know we can refuse."

"Senior Uncle Laozi, Senior Uncle Yuanshi, I understand," Luo Fu nodded, meeting the gaze of Saint Tongtian.

Luo Fu had already known his Master Tongtian's original intentions before.

Now, it was time for him to state his request.