128: All the geniuses gathered together and were suppressed by a breath of air

Chapter 128: Prodigies Gather, Suppressed by a Trace of Qi

The Tuotian Magic Skill can devour the Origin of any living being and transform it into one's own Origin.

“The effect should be pretty good too!”

“This Mo Wushang is definitely one of the strongest Prodigies of the younger generation in the Tianyi Magic Region. Perhaps devouring his Origin would be better than Qin Tianming's. If this guy dies in the Donghe Immortal Mansion, I can devour him.”

Xiao Yunting calculated in his heart, already treating Mo Wushang as his prey.

At this moment, another commotion arose.

An ancient flying ship appeared, bearing a flag with two large characters on it.

Cloud Heaven!

Seeing these two characters, everyone immediately realized that people from the Cloud Heaven Holy Land had arrived.

At the head of the flying ship, Fang Chen and the Grand Elder stood there, chatting and laughing.

“This Cloud Heaven Holy Son isn't all that great.”

Mo Wushang looked at Fang Chen, his face full of disdain.

In his eyes, Fang Chen was unremarkable, with nothing outstanding about him.

“Someone like this is also worthy of being called the strongest Prodigy of the Tianxuan Realm? It seems the Tianxuan Realm has no one left.”

Xiao Chonglou echoed.

He had no trace of the Heavenly Demon Sect Sect Master's dignity, as if he were Mo Wushang's servant.

“Is this the guy who stole my Yin Yang Holy Body?”

Mo Wushang continued.

“Precisely, it's him.”

Xiao Chonglou continued to echo, “If it weren't for him, it would have been me who obtained the Yin Yang Holy Body.”

“As far as I know, the Yin Yang Holy Body has already been obtained by the Cloud Heaven Holy Son's follower.”

At this moment, Fang Chen seemed to sense something and couldn't help but look into the distance, only to see Xiao Yunting standing with a tall, strange man.

“Mo Wushang?”

“I didn't expect this guy to come too.”

Fang Chen was somewhat surprised.

Mo Wushang's identity was not simple; he was a Prodigy from the Tianyi Magic Region.

Although he wasn't the strongest Prodigy of the Tianyi Magic Region, his talent and strength were extremely formidable.

He had another identity: he was the one who plotted for the Yin Yang Holy Body.

Previously, the Moonlight Hall and Heavenly Demon Sect's plot was to allow Mo Wushang to obtain the Yin Yang Holy Body.

In the original work, Mo Wushang was preparing to receive the Yin Yang Holy Body.

He was in the Tianyi Magic Region, and due to changes in the plot, his plan failed.

From then on, Mo Wushang no longer prepared to receive the Yin Yang Holy Body.

“Is he here for Mengying? Or something else?”

Fang Chen glanced, but the other party did not linger.

He wondered what Mo Wushang intended to do by coming here.

Was it to seize Hua Mengying's Yin Yang Holy Body? Or was it for revenge? Or perhaps both?

“Interesting.”

Fang Chen's eyes flickered. Mo Wushang's appearance was indeed beyond his expectation.

However, with Mo Wushang added to the Donghe Immortal Mansion, it would certainly be more interesting.

“Cloud Heaven Holy Son, you've finally arrived.”

Seeing Fang Chen's arrival, the quarrels finally ceased, and everyone looked over.

“You are the Cloud Heaven Holy Son?”

“You look quite ordinary.”

Holy Son of the Song Family Song Qingyun scrutinized Fang Chen, his face full of arrogance.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned, whether it was the Nine Yang Holy Son or the Tiger Clan Holy Son Huqiu Bai.

Is this Holy Son of the Song Family so arrogant?

So self-important that he didn't even put Fang Chen in his eyes.

“Holy Son.”

Song Family Prodigy Song Que tugged at Song Qingyun's sleeve, telling him not to continue speaking.

“Why are you pulling me? Am I wrong?”

Song Qingyun frowned slightly, somewhat displeased.

The other party originally looked unremarkable, and he couldn't see anything special about him.

“Haha, I thought after Xue Jinglun's demise, there would be no one so foolish in this world, but I found another one today.”

The Nine Yang Holy Son laughed loudly.

The current Holy Son of the Song Family Song Qingyun was somewhat similar to the former Xue Jinglun, equally arrogant and not putting any Prodigy in the world in his eyes.

However, Xue Jinglun was still better; at least he knew how to assess the situation and understand the circumstances.

At least he knew that some people could be offended, and some could not.

Although he was a bully who picked on the weak, at least he had some discernment.

But this Holy Son of the Song Family was completely a hothead, unable to distinguish the situation.

“It's highly possible he stayed in the Song Family for too long, didn't venture out, and coupled with being invincible in his own Family, he doesn't put anyone in the world in his eyes.”

“Such a Prodigy's mentality is very normal. Most Prodigies are like this before they emerge, not putting any Prodigy in the world in their eyes.”

Gao Xiaoliang pondered for a moment and said, “I've discussed this problem with others, and it can be categorized as 'Prodigy's Disease.' It often requires some tempering to make them understand.”

“Of course, if no one tempers them, they will think they are invincible in the world.”

Whether it was Xue Jinglun or Holy Son of the Song Family Song Qingyun.

If their environment had no opponents, it would make them extremely confident, believing they were an invincible existence.

This would allow them to possess an invincible Dao Heart, sweeping all before them, unstoppable.

However, throughout history, very few have truly achieved this.

“I suppose the Holy Son of the Song Family hasn't ventured out, has he?”

Huqiu Bai spoke.

“Just a flower in a greenhouse, simply vulnerable. Once severely injured, he will doubt life.”

Eagle Tianxiao sneered.

He had seen many such arrogant Prodigies. If such Prodigies encountered setbacks, it would make them completely dejected.

“You all!”

The cold sarcasm from everyone made Song Qingyun furious.

The next moment, a powerful pressure directly swept over, making Song Qingyun stand there motionless.

Facing this pressure, he was like an ant, completely unable to resist.

“Don't be so agitated. The Donghe Immortal Mansion is about to open. Don't waste your Qi here. If you make a move, you'll fall into someone else's trap.”

“Besides, being ridiculed is nothing. Everyone has experienced being ridiculed. Just treat them as if they don't exist.”

“You just need to enter the Donghe Immortal Mansion and then counterattack with your fists, letting them know the consequences of ridiculing you. That way, they won't dare to ridicule you again.”

“Look at Eagle Tianxiao. He used to be similar to you, not afraid of anything, not putting anyone in his eyes, but because he lost to the Nine Yang Holy Son, he doesn't dare to ridicule the Nine Yang Holy Son anymore.”

Fang Chen said gently.

It made people feel as comfortable as if bathed in a spring breeze.

Only Eagle Tianxiao's face was gloomy.

Since his last loss to the Nine Yang Holy Son, he had been looked down upon and occasionally used as a negative example.

This made Eagle Tianxiao furious, and he was determined to defeat the Nine Yang Holy Son and reclaim everything he had lost after entering the Donghe Immortal Mansion.

Song Qingyun frowned slightly, looking at the gentle-faced Fang Chen, and a storm surged in his heart.

He found it hard to believe that the seemingly ordinary Fang Chen had suppressed him with just a trace of Qi.

In front of him, he was like an ant, not even having the qualification to move.

At this moment, Song Qingyun felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, completely unable to believe all of this.