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38: Ending

At this critical juncture,

Li Xiangyun's voice, faint yet clear, rang out, "Why wait to take revenge? Seventh Uncle will avenge you now!"

At this moment, Li Zhongwen, who had almost given up hope, opened his eyes in delight upon hearing Li Xiangyun's voice.

He saw that Li Xiangyun had, at some unknown point, appeared before him, gripping the Old Man of Bliss's wrist with one hand. Under the terrifying force, the Old Man of Bliss's old face was already contorted in pain.

Li Zhongwen was somewhat agitated, but then immediately said with concern, "Seventh Uncle, your injuries..."

Li Xiangyun did not reply, but instead grabbed the Old Man of Bliss's body and forcefully threw him in one direction.

The Old Man of Bliss stabilized his body in mid-air, but before he could even be happy for two seconds, his back was pierced by a sharp sword.

"Mo Lingfeng, you...!"

The Old Man of Bliss's expression changed, and a powerful force surged around him, sending Mo Lingfeng flying.

But even so, the Old Man of Bliss still suffered extremely severe injuries.

Therefore, in this brief moment of respite, he quickly pulled out a bottle of Medicinal Pills from his Storage Pouch and swallowed them.

Immediately, the Old Man of Bliss's injuries began to heal rapidly.

However, since Mo Lingfeng had decided to act, he naturally wouldn't give the Old Man of Bliss a chance to catch his breath.

Thus, he pressed forward again, unleashing a massive palm print towards the Old Man of Bliss.

The Old Man of Bliss's face was grim. "Mo Lingfeng, are you going to be my enemy?"

"Heh~" Mo Lingfeng scoffed, "So what if I'm your enemy? What can you do to me?"

As a Cultivator at the Peak of Foundation Establishment, Mo Lingfeng had immersed himself in this Realm for many years, and his Dao techniques were naturally not weak.

If Mo Lingfeng had previously been somewhat apprehensive of the Old Man of Bliss, who was considered the foremost expert below the Golden Core True Person Realm,

now that he had comprehended Dao Intent, he was naturally no longer afraid of him.

In fact, Mo Lingfeng also had his own calculations.

As early as when the Old Man of Bliss first made his move, he had decided to intervene.

However, having roamed the Immortal Realm for many years, he didn't act immediately. Instead, he planned to make his move at the most critical moment.

This way, his help would leave an indelible impression on the Li family and Li Xiangyun.

It's like a person: if he has just missed one meal and you give him food, he will be grateful to you.

If he has been hungry for a day, he might repay you later.

But if he has been hungry for three days and you give him a meal, he will remember it for a lifetime.

Mo Lingfeng wanted precisely this effect.

He just hadn't expected Ice Peak Zhenren to act despite his injuries... "I should have acted sooner!" Mo Lingfeng was somewhat annoyed, his heart growing more restless, and his movements becoming even more ferocious.

While Mo Lingfeng and the Old Man of Bliss were entangled in battle, Li Xiangyun secretly let out a sigh of relief, then arranged for someone to take Li Zhongwen away for treatment.

It must be said that Mo Lingfeng's intervention indeed helped him a great deal.

Perhaps Mo Lingfeng did have some ulterior motives, but help was help, and Li Xiangyun still remembered it.

The crowd below was also caught off guard by these sudden developments.

But compared to the Old Man of Bliss's one-sided slaughter of Li Zhongwen, this kind of evenly matched battle was far more exhilarating.

After all, this was a battle at the Peak of Foundation Establishment!

One must know that previously, most of them had never even witnessed a battle between Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

The power of a Peak Foundation Establishment battle was immense. Mo Lingfeng moved like a Dragon, his Universe Palm reaching its Peak of perfection. Each move and stance was grand and infinitely powerful.

Of course, the Old Man of Bliss being hailed as the top expert below a Golden Core Immortal Master was not an exaggeration.

Not only was he proficient in various powerful sword and fist techniques, but he was also a Body Cultivator.

This was also one of the reasons his injuries could heal quickly.

Therefore, the two of them clashed.

Even though Formations had already been set up around the Dao platform, the powerful forces still penetrated the Formations, collapsing the surrounding houses.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the Old Man of Bliss was struck down by a palm, creating a massive crater in the ground, with smoke and dust rising everywhere.

It was evident that the power of Dao Intent was immense. Even if Mo Lingfeng had only just begun to grasp it, Dao Intent was still Dao Intent.

As an extension of the Dao, Dao Intent had already touched upon a trace of the essence of the world's rules.

And this was not something that mere Dao techniques or Martial Skills could negate.

Since he had offended him, he had to kill him!

Mo Lingfeng did not hesitate. A golden giant palm condensed in the air, pressing down like Mount Tai towards the ground below.

Looking closely, everyone was surprised to find that the patterns on the giant palm were clearly visible, like tiny streams, with lush vegetation and birdsong all around, resembling a vast continent.

"This is the Dao of the Universe. Every movement carries the great power of heaven and earth, as heavy as a world, an unstoppable, magnificent force!"

"Even if it's just a nascent form, it's still not something a mere Foundation Establishment Cultivator can resist."

Fire Old watched this scene quietly, somewhat emotional.

"Mo Lingfeng, you're going too far!"

From within the dust, the disheveled Old Man of Bliss slowly emerged. He looked up directly at the giant palm, his eyes blazing with fury.

"Fist of the Storm!"

Turbulent winds gathered, and the surrounding air seemed to be drawn in, the violent wind howling as it converged into a storm eye, like a black hole, in the Old Man of Bliss's fist.

At this moment, Mo Lingfeng's Universe Palm was already upon him. The Old Man of Bliss showed no fear, meeting it with a punch.

"Boom~"

A colossal roar resounded through the heavens and earth, and violent energy swept all around, blowing away the onlookers.

Fortunately, Li Xiangyun had anticipated this and had arranged for the four Li family Elders to be prepared in advance.

Therefore, although the crowd was affected, they did not suffer serious injuries.

Li Xiangyun did not want a lecture ceremony to result in countless casualties; otherwise, it would not be a favor but hatred.

As the energy gradually subsided, the Old Man of Bliss's figure reappeared. At this moment, he was not just disheveled, but utterly miserable.

His clothes were tattered, and his body was covered in wounds, indicating he was severely injured.

"Oh~ He's not dead?" Mo Lingfeng was somewhat surprised, then continued, "Since that's the case, how about another palm strike!"

Without hesitation, Mo Lingfeng struck out again. This time, the palm print was three points stronger than the previous one.

The Old Man of Bliss panicked. Disregarding his image, he immediately shouted, "Brother Tian, save me!"

Outside the crowd, Tian Shanhai watched this scene and knew it was time to act.

In an instant, a verdant green light flashed, and countless tree stumps burst out of the ground, blocking the attack.

"Interesting!" Mo Lingfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he increased the power in his hand by a few points. Immediately after, the tree stumps began to break inch by inch.

Tian Shanhai, with no other choice, leaped out and arrived beside the Old Man of Bliss. His hand seals changed, and countless thorns burst out of the ground, layer upon layer, intertwining to form a massive shield in front of them.

Seizing this opportunity, the Old Man of Bliss was not idle either. He formed hand seals, and two giant tornadoes converged on Mo Lingfeng in the air, attacking him from both sides.

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