935: Battle of Panniu (Part 3)

Yang Songming's confusion was also the confusion of the various Old Ancestors of the Yang family.

They were not unfamiliar with Wang Chen.

However, Wang Chen, as they knew him, was not worth such solemnity, or even humble flattery, from their Old Ancestor.

Their Yang family's Old Ancestor, Thunder True Lord, was a renowned Middle Stage Ninth-rank powerhouse, the rotating City Lord of Wanshou City, backed by the colossal Zixiao Holy Land, and a figure of considerable importance throughout the entire Netherworld.

As for Wang Chen, he seemed to have sprung from a rock; although he became a True Lord at Ninth-rank before the age of thirty, his only notable achievement was slaying Li Qingcang of the Li family, who was at the Peak of the Eighth-rank.

In the eyes of Yang Songming and the various Old Ancestors, no matter how much of a Genius Wang Chen was, he was still a Junior in front of their Old Ancestor and should humble himself.

Yet now, their Old Ancestor said that the powerful individual fighting the terrifying Pan Cow was Wang Chen.

How could this not shock Yang Songming and the various Old Ancestors! It could even be said that their worldview was about to shatter!

It completely overturned their long-held Dao Heart!

“You ignorant fellows, how could you understand the Genius of Wang True Lord?”

Looking at his shocked “filial descendants,” Thunder True Lord Yang Xin snorted coldly and said,

“Wang True Lord is a Genius unprecedented through the ages, destined to reopen the Imperial Path in this era where the Dao is severed, and suppress an entire era.”

Hearing this, Yang Songming and the various Old Ancestors exchanged glances, their expressions very subtle.

If anyone else had said this, they would have fought them to the death, but it was their Old Ancestor…

“Old Ancestor is right, this grandson was short-sighted.”

“In the future, upon meeting Wang True Lord, this grandson will certainly treat him with the utmost respect, as if bowing to Old Ancestor.”

After some thought, Yang Songming accepted it without any psychological burden; not just him, but the other Old Ancestors also accepted it.

After all, they couldn't not accept it; the terrifying battle fluctuations nearby constantly reminded them and told them how powerful Wang Chen was.

Now, let alone treating Wang Chen with the same reverence as their Old Ancestor, even if Thunder True Lord Yang Xin said Wang Chen was a certain ancestor of the Yang family, they would absolutely immediately bow down.

To acknowledge such an ancestor, they would be climbing high!

Rumble!

Just then, a violent shockwave suddenly swept over, carrying terrifying power that compressed the space into a black line—a terrifyingly vast spatial rift.

Seeing this, Yang Songming and the various Old Ancestors were startled and quickly shielded their Old Ancestor.

At the same time, Thunder True Lord Yang Xin, who was being used as a shield by his descendants, couldn't bother to scold these “filial descendants.” He unhesitatingly stirred his magic power and unfurled his Thunder Dark World.

The Thunder Dark World, shimmering with electric light, enveloped Thunder True Lord Yang Xin and Yang Songming and the others behind him like a protective shield.

Boom boom boom!!!

The next second, the shockwave directly hit the Thunder Dark World, striking out streaks of electric light, and simultaneously sent the Thunder Dark World flying thousands of meters backward before it stopped.

“Old Ancestor, are you truly certain this battle won't affect our Ciyun Mountain?”

After stabilizing his body, Yang Songming looked at his Old Ancestor with a face full of worry.

When they were sent flying by the shockwave, everything below them was leveled, and the ground was at least several meters deep.

Looking down from their position, there was a crater in the forest with a diameter of nearly twenty li, and it was still expanding and deepening.

“It shouldn't, right!”

Thunder True Lord Yang Xin also became somewhat unconfident at this moment.

But he was helpless about it; after all, his Thunder Dark World was not as powerful as that wisp of Hua Teng Great True Lord's Divided Soul. If he were to fully extend it to cover the battlefield, it would probably be torn apart in an instant.

“Let's retreat further. Wang True Lord should have been reminding us not to get too close just now.”

Yang Xin immediately felt his answer was a bit too embarrassing and quickly changed the subject.

...

At the same time.

“How exhilarating!”

Wang Chen landed on the ground after clashing with Pan Cow, unable to help but let out a long cry.

Pan Cow was thick-skinned and incredibly strong. Fighting him punch for punch made Wang Chen feel his entire body's Qi boiling, and his whole being felt incredibly invigorated.

Rumble!

His heart contracted powerfully, pumping blood throughout his body, emitting a sound like a great river flowing, elevating Wang Chen's Battle Intent infinitely.

He hadn't encountered such an evenly matched battle in a long time.

“Again!”

With his hunting spirit aroused, Wang Chen roared to the sky, constructing a Clone of magic power on his body, nine meters tall and no less imposing than Pan Cow's physique, then charged towards his opponent.

This magic power Clone was identical in appearance to Wang Chen, scaled up proportionally, and everything about the Clone was completely controlled by him, sharing his senses.

Bang bang bang!!!

One man and one beast collided again.

This purely brute-force confrontation, though not as visually exaggerated as before, was even more heart-stirring.

Bang!

Seizing an opening, Wang Chen gripped Pan Cow's two horns, which pointed diagonally to the sky as if to tear through the firmament.

“Hiyah! Get up!”

Terrifying power circulated, veins bulging on Wang Chen's neck. Pan Cow, heavy as a mountain, was directly lifted by him and then thrown away.

Boom boom boom!

Pan Cow's flying body created bursts of Qi explosions in the air until it crashed through two small mountains, two to three hundred meters high, before finally stopping.

“Roar roar roar!!!”

Amidst the sky-filling dust, Pan Cow's roar was incredibly furious.

As a favored child of the earth, being suppressed by an enemy in a contest of strength made Pan Cow feel an indescribable humiliation.

“Roar roar roar!!!”

Two columns of smoke shot from his nostrils, and Pan Cow's ferocious maw opened.

Buzz buzz buzz!!!

In an instant, the world's magic power surged violently. Countless earth-attribute magic power and the flying dust and broken stones seemed to be drawn by a black hole, frantically converging towards Pan Cow's gaping maw.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!

Amidst the strong wind, a constantly rotating rock sphere, over fifty meters in diameter, appeared out of thin air.

This rock sphere contained terrifying power; merely standing there and rotating, it twisted light and compressed space, causing spatial cracks to constantly appear and then close.

“Is he going all out?”

Seeing this scene, a hint of excitement appeared in Wang Chen's eyes.

From the beginning of the battle until now, this big guy Pan Cow always managed to surprise him.

“Since that's the case, I'll have to get more serious too!”

Wang Chen chuckled softly, his right fist resting at his waist as he began to gather strength. His already terrifying Aura surged and escalated wildly.

Soon.

Just as Pan Cow's rock sphere shot out, Wang Chen's fist also struck fiercely.

In an instant, a giant fist-light, shimmering with dazzling magical spiritual light, streaked across the sky, colliding with the equally massive rock sphere.

Heaven and Earth, at this moment, lost their color.