Chapter 151 - 148: Talent Phenomenon

BOOM!

In an instant, their fists collided head-on. The intense impact seemed to make the very void tremble.

BANG!

As their fists met, a tremendous force exploded, unleashing a massive shockwave of qi. Everyone watched as Ling Qingxue’s body was sent flying backward, a mouthful of fresh blood spraying from her lips. Mo Qianqian, on the other hand, stood rooted to the spot, completely unmoving.

"What?!"

"How is this possible?"

The crowd stood utterly dumbfounded, their faces etched with disbelief.

"Ling Qingxue activated her Holy Dragon Bloodline and its complementary ancient combat technique, yet she still couldn’t defeat Mo Qianqian? How can this be?"

"Exactly how powerful is Mo Qianqian’s combat strength?"

"What kind of combat technique was that just now? How could the force explode like that, and how could its power reach such a terrifying level?"

Voices of absolute shock rippled through the gathered crowd.

"How is this possible?" the members of the Ling Family muttered, their expressions blank. It was simply too difficult for them to accept.

Kong Mingcheng and Li Rong were similarly stunned. Ling Qingxue had unleashed such a devastating attack, so how was she defeated by Mo Qianqian again? They wondered how this could even happen.

At that moment, Mo Qianqian finally moved. His figure blurred as he instantly charged toward Ling Qingxue. That previous strike had only injured her, not inflicted heavy damage; he needed to press the advantage and pursue his attack.

"How could this be!" Ling Qingxue’s face mirrored the crowd’s disbelief. She had just used the Primordial Sacred Dragon Fist and her Holy Dragon Bloodline. Yet, she still couldn’t defeat Mo Qianqian? It was a reality she found impossible to swallow.

Meanwhile, Ling Guang and the others were preparing to intervene. They refused to admit that Ling Qingxue had lost. Although stepping in would severely damage the Ling Family’s reputation, they absolutely could not allow anything to happen to her. More importantly, they couldn’t let Mo Qianqian leave alive.

Ling Lang was also getting ready to make a move.

SWISH!

Just then, the crowd noticed two distinct bloodlines simultaneously lighting up on Ling Qingxue’s body. One was a dark, shadowy hue, while the other was a brilliant gold. As the two bloodlines faintly surfaced, two ethereal phantoms suddenly materialized in the void above her head.

One was the phantom of a massive python.

The other was the phantom of a dragon.

A terrifying coercion cascaded down from the two phantoms, enveloping the hearts of everyone present. Every single person in the area felt an immense, suffocating pressure.

"An anomaly! Ling Qingxue has triggered a celestial anomaly!" an elder exclaimed in shock.

"What? Could this be the legendary innate anomaly? Triggering a celestial anomaly by utilizing a powerful innate talent—that’s something only a peerless prodigy seen once in ten thousand years can achieve!"

"To activate two bloodlines simultaneously and trigger a celestial anomaly... this Ling Qingxue is truly terrifying!"

"So that strike just now wasn’t even her ultimate trump card!"

"With this attack, Mo Qianqian is undoubtedly doomed!"

A chorus of gasps erupted from the older generation, while the younger cultivators stood with their jaws wide open. Those phantoms were of a python and a dragon! A true dragon was a creature of myth and legend. Even as a mere phantom, it seemed capable of suppressing the entire world. With Ling Qingxue unleashing such awe-inspiring might, how terrifying would her offensive power be? This presence was infinitely stronger than her previous strike.

The Eldest Prince, the Yuwen Family Head, and the others experienced a drastic change in expression. Ling Qingxue’s capabilities had far exceeded their expectations. Even the members of the Ling Family were taken aback. Aside from Patriarch Ling, no one else had any idea that she possessed such a horrifying ability.

Geniuses like Lie Yao and Yu Wenshuo were beyond astounded. In this moment, even top-tier talents like themselves felt hopelessly outclassed. They were all prodigies of the same generation, yet Ling Qingxue had reached such a monstrous level?

Shi Muyao and the others grew tense once again, while Kong Mingcheng and Li Rong’s faces lit up with renewed anticipation. This time, Mo Qianqian was definitely going to die!

Mo Qianqian, who was rapidly closing in on Ling Qingxue, saw his expression shift drastically. At that very moment, an overwhelming sense of impending doom washed over him. It was dangerous—extremely dangerous!

"Mo Qianqian, your time has come!" Ling Qingxue’s eyes widened, flashing with murderous intent. Wrapped in a monstrous, surging aura, she lunged straight toward him.

At this critical juncture, Mo Qianqian abandoned all thoughts of holding back and immediately summoned his Spirit Body. As a Body Cultivator, he was only at the seventh layer of the second realm; the gap in their cultivation bases was simply too vast. However, in the Spirit Master Realm, he was a Second-Grade Spirit Master.

This was equivalent to the Ninth Level of Spirit Profound Realm, or the ninth layer of the second realm. Furthermore, he was at the absolute peak of this Spirit Master Realm. He was only a hair’s breadth away from becoming a Third-Grade Spirit Master, which would be equivalent to the Ninth Level of Tongyou Realm. Calculating by realms alone made his true strength difficult to gauge! Attacking with his Spirit Body would obviously yield far greater power than relying on his physical martial arts.

SWISH!

A Spirit Body instantly materialized in front of Mo Qianqian, right before Ling Qingxue. The entity looked exactly like him, save for its transparent nature. The moment it appeared, it thrust a palm toward her, erupting with the full, unbridled power of a Second-Grade Spirit Master.

"A Spirit Body? Whose is it?" Ling Qingxue’s perception was extraordinarily sharp in her current state, and she sensed the Spirit Body instantly. With a cold snort, she threw an absolutely terrifying punch directly at the apparition.

BOOM!

A violent collision erupted, causing the very void to shudder. To everyone’s utter shock, it was Ling Qingxue who was blasted backward.

For a moment, the entire crowd froze, their minds struggling to process what had just happened. Ling Qingxue had just triggered a celestial anomaly to deliver a fatal, world-shaking blow. Yet, she looked as if she had punched empty air, only for her entire body to be sent flying backward by the sheer recoil.

"It’s this strong?" Mo Qianqian thought, taken aback by the scene unfolding before him. Was the combat strength of his Spirit Body really this immense? A single strike had blown Ling Qingxue away? This level of power had to be approaching the higher stages of the Tongyou Realm!

Despite his surprise, he had already prepared a follow-up combo. His physical body was trailing less than a dozen feet behind the Spirit Body. When the Spirit Body clashed with Ling Qingxue, his momentum hadn’t ceased in the slightest. As she was blasted backward, he rode the momentum and surged forward, determined to press the attack and hit her with a continuous barrage.

In the blink of an eye, he closed the distance to her retreating form. Having long since gathered his strength, he unleashed the World-Destroying Heaven-Shattering Technique, throwing a devastating punch right at her.

At the same time, Mo Qianqian dispelled his Spirit Body from its previous position, only to have it instantly reappear right behind Ling Qingxue. A mass of transparent, flame-like substance formed in the Spirit Body’s hand, radiating a heavy, corrosive aura in all directions. Without hesitation, the Spirit Body slammed its palm violently toward her back.

"Stop!" Ling Lang, Patriarch Ling, and even Chu He shouted in unison, their voices filled with alarm.

Ling Lang and Patriarch Ling immediately lunged forward with explosive speed. Meanwhile, Chu He summoned a Spirit Body of his own to intercept Mo Qianqian’s. However, none of them were fast enough to shield Ling Qingxue. Mo Qianqian’s attacks had already arrived.

In that split second, the color drained from Ling Qingxue’s face. Instinctively, her right hand—adorned with a flexible gold-silk gauntlet—shot out, meeting Mo Qianqian’s incoming fist. Simultaneously, her left hand swept behind her, throwing a punch to block the Spirit Body’s descending palm.