Chapter 1371: Chapter 1305: Wentian Cliff
The two felt it even more clearly.
Just now, when this young man in his twenties punched Gu Mang to death, how terrifying was the aura of that punch? It’s simply indescribable!
"It seems that merely the punch force alone... alone... alone reached a level close to 400 million jin????"
Yao Qingjun and Fairy Tianxiang felt as if their blood was reversing and freezing.
Close to 400 million jin... this... no words can describe it.
You should know that even if it’s the Emperor Martial Realm, from what they’ve learned, the Ninth Transition of the Emperor Martial Realm’s pure power reaches at most 400 million—500 million jin.
With the punch Ye Tian just threw, he could easily kill them dozens of times over.
Yao Qingjun and Fairy Tianxiang were genuinely so terrified that they were barely able to stand.
"You can return to Immortal Fall Academy and convey a message. Just say that in a while, I, Ye Tian, will pay a visit."
In the silence, Ye Tian turned his head and looked at Si Chongjun, speaking lightly.
After speaking, amidst the ultimate shock and horror in the eyes of tens of thousands, he started walking along the Fog Hidden Avenue.
He had barely taken a few steps.
Clang...
He then heard a dull sound.
Accompanied by a rampant explosion of golden light.
In the distance, that Treasure had emerged.
And at that moment.
Ye Tian moved, and within less than a fraction of a breath, he returned to the original spot.
Just like Instantaneous Movement.
But in his hand, there was now a golden hammer.
The golden hammer seemed to be struggling, but Ye Tian was effortlessly holding it tightly.
Moreover, the golden hammer, due to its struggle, radiated a frenzied aura, impacting Ye Tian’s body, with an aura that was incredibly fierce and carried a rich flavor of Ancient times.
In the distance, the crowd, even from afar, just felt a hint of the golden hammer’s aura and already sensed danger and oppression, quickly activating their True Qi Gang Shields to resist.
But as for Ye Tian?
In sight, Ye Tian completely ignored the aura of the golden hammer, allowing the nearby aura and impact to rush into his body.
Ye Tian didn’t even furrow his brows.
"Is he... is he... is he still human?"
Fairy Tianxiang, her voice trembling, muttered to herself, truly frightened, if she wasn’t mistaken, that golden hammer was a top-grade Taoist tool, right???
The struggle and impact of a masterless and frenzied top-grade Taoist tool would be impossible for an ordinary Ninth Level Emperor Martial Realm Martial Arts Practitioner to withstand.
Looking at Ye Tian again...
"When did such a person appear among the younger generation of the Great Thousand World?" Fairy Tianxiang, too nervous, already had fragrant sweat beading on her forehead.
In the blink of an eye.
Ye Tian had already disappeared with the golden hammer in hand.
"A top-grade Taoist tool, not bad, perfect for the Mysterious Stele to devour. Once it devours this hammer, the Mysterious Stele can probably evolve into a true Chaos Spiritual Treasure." Ye Tian thought, feeling somewhat excited.
To receive such a great gift upon arriving in the Great Thousand World.
Very good.
However, what was more important now was Moli.
Ye Tian had already reached the front of Wentian Cliff.
Behind, lingering from afar, were the previous tens of thousands of people, secretly following, probably out of curiosity. Ye Tian ignored them as long as they didn’t disturb him.
Ye Tian stood on the edge of the cliff.
The entire cliff was extraordinarily steep, a pure right angle. Very deep, looking downwards, even with Ye Tian’s eyesight, combined with his mighty and terrifying Divine Soul, he could only explore a few hundred meters. Beyond that, all was filled with thick mist of various colors.
Additionally, the aura that slowly rippled upwards from beneath the cliff was rather cold.
There were also some Ancient auras and a slight trace of blood scent.
If you listened closely, it seemed as if you could hear the creepy sounds of ghostly cries and wolf howls coming from the bottom of the cliff.
"The mist below the cliff seems to contain rich poison."
Ye Tian judged: "Wentian Cliff, worthy of its name."
But the next moment.
He leapt.
Actually jumping straight down!
From afar, the people secretly watching from afar all turned to stone.
Geez! An ancient curse!
What did they see?
That young, unexpected, unparalleled prodigy just... just... just jumped down Wentian Cliff?
There’s no better way to court death!
This...
Just as he shocked the world, he vanished like a meteor?
Like a dream.
Suddenly, someone said with a trembling voice: "Seems like he’s the one Qin Molin fantasizes about? He jumped the cliff to... to find Qin Molin? Wasn’t Qin Molin forced to jump off Wentian Cliff?"
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Ye Tian was in free fall.
He neither sped up nor slowed down, simply allowing his body to descend freely. The mountain wind whistled past his ears, and the lower he went, the temperature dropped crazily, and he could feel the surrounding mist growing denser, almost turning into liquid, seemingly gaining a soul, clinging to him, madly surging into his body. Yet, Ye Tian ignored it all, as with the Creation Bloodline, poison was something he could completely disregard.
At the same time.
At the bottom of Wentian Cliff.
A colossal Demon Beast was lying there, over ten thousand meters long!!!
It was incredibly exaggerated.
With a ghostly form.
A dragon’s head.
With kirin claws.
Its four limbs were shackled by four chains, purple-black in color, inscribed with Ancient forbidden Great Taoist Technique runes. This was very terrifying, as in the entire Great Thousand World, only ten kinds of forbidden Great Taoist runes were passed down, and yet each of the four chains was inscribed with one, truly unbelievable.
