Chapter 748 - 381: The Terrifying Canglan Star (Part 2)

But the unexpected result was that his regular attacks couldn’t harm that Blood Coagulation Realm gray-clothed disciple at all. On the contrary, that Blood Coagulation Realm gray-clothed disciple could hurt him. After hundreds of rounds of battle, he was ultimately defeated due to cumulative injuries, as the Blood Coagulation Realm disciple seized an opportunity. It was only afterward that he learned the gray-clothed disciple had mastered an Ultimate Technique Level Martial Technique but hadn’t used it from start to finish. The gap between them was blatantly obvious.

"Is the Blood Coagulation Realm of the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall really this strong?" The middle-aged giant from the Crystal Race still held disbelief in his eyes, thinking that Hank, the City Lord, was overpraising the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall. He then said with some interest, "I wonder if I could have a simulated battle with that disciple? I’ve been training in the shelter, but now there’s no one left who can let me fight to my heart’s content."

"That disciple should be busy. I heard they’re breaking through to the Heavenly Human Realm, so they might not be able to conduct a simulated battle right now." Hank shook his head and pointed at the players on the street in silver-gray attire, saying, "But Rock Python, you can find a high-tier Blood Coagulation Realm gray-clothed disciple for a simulated battle, the effect should be about the same."

Rock Python, being the Shelter City Lord of Rock Crystal Shelter, was inherently belligerent. Yet as a City Lord, he stood at the peak of the shelter, and it was normal to not find sparring partners. As for practicing with other City Lords, that was impossible since City Lords had to guard their shelters to prevent disturbances from aliens, making it rare for City Lords to spar with each other.

Now Rock Python wanted to give it a try, and he didn’t mind letting Rock Python experience the horror of the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall’s gray-clothed disciple. Otherwise, no matter how he explained it, Rock Python and the others probably wouldn’t believe it.

"Any high-tier Blood Coagulation Realm?" Rock Python glanced at the players on the street in surprise, feeling that Hank was toying with him.

On the street of the spaceport, there were no fewer than five or six high-tier Blood Coagulation Realm gray-clothed disciples visible, and within his sensory range, there were probably hundreds of such high-tier Blood Coagulation Realm gray-clothed disciples.

If anyone within his sensing range could fight evenly with him, it meant there were hundreds of Realm of All Things Great Grandmaster combatants in his sensing range.

And what is the concept of hundreds of Great Grandmasters in the Realm of All Things?

It is a number that all the shelters, including the Holy Hall in the Restricted Area, cannot reach. Even having over a hundred would be impressive.

The other Shelter City Lords present also furrowed their brows slightly upon hearing, feeling that Hank was messing with Rock Python. Hundreds of Realm of All Things Great Grandmasters could wipe them all out, and this was just the range they could sense, which was less than half of Red Moon City’s reach.

But just then, a burst of energy descended on Red Moon City, pressing down on the Grandmasters and Great Grandmasters present, making them somewhat uncomfortable.

"What’s happening? Did someone break through?" Rock Python sensed this suddenly spreading energy, clearly a phenomenon seen only during a breakthrough. He couldn’t help but focus on the source of the energy, curious about who broke through and was causing such a commotion.

The people from the shelters present couldn’t help but look in the same direction, their curiosity no less than Rock Python’s.

It was seen that the direction was deep underground, and the source of the energy was rapidly rising. Soon, they saw a figure fly out from a large hole in Red Moon City, leaving the Shelter City Lords present in awe.

"Tang Yilong?"

The figure soaring out from the large hole was none other than the Shelter City Lord of Sky Dome Shelter, Tang Yilong, recognized by the City Lords of the shelters.

"Have you all come too?" The energy-surging Tang Yilong noticed Rock Python and the others, speaking in good spirits, "But please wait a moment, I must first go thank Hall Master Lin, and then I’ll chat with you."

Saying this, Tang Yilong transformed into a stream of light and descended at the entrance of the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall in Red Moon City, walking in with full respect.

"Brother Hank, what’s going on? Did Tang Yilong break through?" Rock Python asked with a gaping mouth as he looked at the departing Tang Yilong.

Although he didn’t get close to sense it, he was sure Tang Yilong’s energy had reached a level different from theirs, and since Tang Yilong, as the City Lord of Sky Dome Shelter, had always been a Great Grandmaster alongside them, breaking through another level would make him a Half-step Divine Fusion Realm expert!

"He should have broken through." Hank looked at the departing Tang Yilong, speaking with some envy, "Old Tang is sly; he joined Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall completely earlier on, receiving Hall Master Lin’s focused training over the past three days. His strength might now rival Divine Fusion Realm powers."

"Rival Divine Fusion Realm powers? Brother Tang only reached the Half-step Divine Fusion Realm, right?" Rock Python blinked, unable to understand what Hank was saying, feeling that since coming to Red Moon City today, he kept hearing odd talks.

As much as Tang Yilong breaking through to Half-step Divine Fusion Realm was exhilarating, comparing to the Divine Fusion Realm powers described by the Holy Hall still seemed far-fetched.

"This is the greatness of the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall." Hank smiled slightly, suddenly surrounded by a self-generated wind, with energy enveloping his whole body. The terrifying life aura pressed down on Rock Python and the others to the point where they nearly knelt.

"You... you..." Rock Python looked at the life force-surge of Hank, stuttering without a word.

At this moment, the feeling Hank exuded was far from that of an ordinary old man. He was more like a terrifying beast, an overwhelming presence unlike anything Rock Python had experienced since birth.