841: Fifth Leader Qin Meng

Wang Shuofan's fist swelled against the wind as a hundred-zhang Dharma Idol stood in the Void Realm, exuding a terrifying aura.

Those in the Celestial Phenomenon Realm possess the augmentation of a Dharma Idol, which instantly doubles the power of their attacks.

The surrounding spiritual energy automatically merged into the Dharma Idol, causing it to emit an increasingly fearsome aura!

Over at the Dragon Tiger Stockade, sensing Wang Shuofan's Dharma Idol aura, one figure after another ascended into the air, looking outside with vigilant expressions.

Ever since the three major Sects—the Shuijing Sect, Leiyin Sect, and Yunyin Sect—allied together, people had frequently been monitoring the Dragon Tiger Stockade from all sides.

Of course, they didn't dare come before the mountain gate of the Dragon Tiger Stockade; after all, the stockade had many powerful experts too!

Wang Shuofan's aura drew the attention of the people from the Dragon Tiger Stockade, and some had eyes brimming with Killing Intent.

However, when they saw that Wang Shuofan's opponent was only a person at the ninth level of the Dao Severing Realm, they instantly relaxed.

Ji Wuchang's eyes were calm. Within his hidden acupoint, the power of the void storm surged, a wisp of it flowing into his meridians and heading straight for his fist.

His blood and Qi surged within him. With an indifferent gaze and without performing any Battle Technique, he threw a direct punch.

The violent power of his blood and Qi, combined with the power of the void storm, met Wang Shuofan's massive fist.

The difference between their fists was immense; one was like a mountain, while the other was merely an ordinary fist.

Both fists continued to swell before violently colliding with each other.

With a thunderous "boom," a miserable scream rang out in the air.

The moment Wang Shuofan's massive fist collided with Ji Wuchang's, dense cracks appeared, and then the Dharma Idol exploded with a bang.

A terrifying power coiled around Wang Shuofan's fist—this power was exceptionally violent and possessed the strength to tear everything apart.

His fist instantly became a bloody mess, and the wounds were rapidly spreading upward.

Wang Shuofan screamed repeatedly; his right fist was now reduced to nothing but ghastly white bone, which was covered in countless cracks.

Amidst his terrified cries, the bones of his right fist shattered completely, all the way up to his shoulder.

He looked at Ji Wuchang, his eyes filled with infinite dread, as he retreated frantically.

The spiritual energy in his body circulated, and his severed arm slowly began to reform, but as soon as it appeared, it exploded again, leaving his face as pale as paper.

At his shoulder, there was a force that tore everything apart.

However, this power was soon worn down by Wang Shuofan, and his right arm grew back once more.

At this moment, the way Wang Shuofan looked at Ji Wuchang was completely different. He hadn't expected that this Huang Xingli would actually find such a powerful helper.

Everything that happened here was naturally seen clearly by the people within the barrier, and they also looked at Ji Wuchang in surprise.

After all, although Wang Shuofan's combat power wasn't great, he was still a powerhouse at the third level of the Celestial Phenomenon Realm.

Yet the aura on Ji Wuchang's body was clearly at the ninth level of the Dao Severing Realm; the difference between the two was vast.

Wanting to fight across realms was extremely difficult, and usually only disciples from major Sects could achieve it.

Just then, several figures stepped out from the barrier, led by a man who appeared to be around forty years old.

The man was extremely well-built, but his aura was slightly weak, clearly suffering from internal injuries that hadn't fully healed; however, he carried the pressure of a half-step Supreme!

Behind this man followed several people, both men and women, with cultivation levels all at or above the sixth level of the Celestial Phenomenon Realm.

After these people came out, they couldn't help but look at Ji Wuchang with scrutinizing gazes!

When Huang Xingli and Wang Shuofan saw the newcomers, they hurriedly cupped their hands in greeting: "Greetings, Fifth Master!"

Hearing their words, Ji Wuchang instantly knew who the newcomer was—Qin Meng, the Fifth Master of the Dragon Tiger Stockade!

He sized them up with interest, but his expression didn't change in the slightest.

"Fifth Master, this is Brother Jiang Qiye, whom I met outside. He just arrived in Jiangshan Province and had nowhere to go, so he wants to join our Dragon Tiger Stockade!"

Huang Xingli spoke up quickly, introducing Ji Wuchang's identity.

"Fifth Master, I suspect this person is an undercover agent sent by those three major Sects to scout out the strength of our Dragon Tiger Stockade!"

"Just now when this person fought me, I didn't feel him use any spiritual energy!"

"Such combat power is simply not something an ordinary Loose Cultivator could possess!"

"Moreover, Huang Xingli has been missing for two days. I suspect his Divine Soul has been controlled, or he has already defected to another power!"

"This is a critical moment for our Dragon Tiger Stockade; please investigate thoroughly, Fifth Master!"

As soon as Huang Xingli finished speaking, Wang Shuofan spoke up hurriedly, his gaze toward Ji Wuchang filled with murderous intent.

"Wang Shuofan, stop your nonsense! When I joined the Dragon Tiger Stockade, you didn't even know where you were."

"You're clearly feeling humiliated, so you want to use the Fifth Master's hand to deal with me!"

"Wang Shuofan, with those little schemes of yours, how could you possibly hide them from the wise and martial Fifth Master!"

Huang Xingli's eyes were full of anger as he pointed at Wang Shuofan and began to curse, while not forgetting to flatter Qin Meng.

Seeing Wang Shuofan about to speak again, Qin Meng glared at him, scaring him into quickly shutting his mouth.

He looked toward Ji Wuchang, and the pressure of a half-step Supreme emanated from his body.

"Speak, which power do you come from? Tell the truth, and I'll leave you an intact corpse!"

Qin Meng's eyes were cold and filled with murderous intent as he stared at Ji Wuchang.

Hearing Qin Meng's words, Wang Shuofan couldn't help but be overjoyed, a smug expression appearing on his face.

Huang Xingli's face changed drastically; his mouth opened slightly as if to speak, but when he saw Qin Meng's murderous gaze, he instantly shut up.

Behind Qin Meng, those people also looked at Ji Wuchang with cold indifference, a playful smile appearing on their lips.

Ji Wuchang's expression remained calm; just a half-step Supreme trying to act all powerful in front of him.

One must know that he had already killed several Supremes by now.

With his current strength, he might not be able to kill a powerhouse at the second level of the supreme realm, but killing one at the first level was no longer difficult.

"Fellow Daoist Huang Xingli, is this what you meant by your Dragon Tiger Stockade welcoming Cultivators from all over the world to join?"

"From what I see now, it is truly disappointing."

"Since I, Jiang, am not welcome here, then I shall take my leave!"

Ji Wuchang didn't answer Qin Meng's question but instead looked at Huang Xingli and spoke slowly.

A bitter smile appeared on Huang Xingli's face; he hadn't expected things to become so troublesome.

In the past, it was fine as long as someone came to join, but he also knew that these were extraordinary times for the Dragon Tiger Stockade, so the Fifth Master's actions were understandable.

"How bold! Do you think the Dragon Tiger Stockade is a place where you can come and go as you please?"

"If you don't make things clear today, then leave your life here at our Dragon Tiger Stockade!"

Just then, a person at the sixth level of the Celestial Phenomenon Realm stepped out from behind Qin Meng and spoke with a cold gaze.

His aura was firmly locked onto Ji Wuchang, and he looked ready to strike at any moment!