163: Four flawless geniuses

“Li-Li-Li… Lin Yang!?”

“When did you come back!?”

Tang Xuan was startled when Lin Yang suddenly appeared behind him, and he instinctively took a defensive stance with both hands.

“I’m warning you, my status isn’t ordinary anymore!”

“I am now a member of the Upper Realm’s War Soul Hall!”

“My Big Brother is an Immaculate Prodigy with the potential of a Great Emperor, the Three-Eyed War God of the War Soul Hall, Shen Tanlang!”

“If you dare to touch me, you’ll face severe consequences!”

It was clear that Lin Yang had left a deep psychological shadow on Tang Xuan.

The moment Lin Yang appeared, Tang Xuan became extremely tense, as if facing a formidable enemy.

“Oh my~”

“Didn’t someone just now boast that when Saint Lin Yang appeared, he would directly crush him with a hundred-thousand-year soul ring?”

“Ah, yes, yes, yes!”

“Just now, someone also said that Saint Lin Yang was a bumpkin from the Eastern Wasteland, a mere Saint Body, how dare he show his face?”

“Third Young Master of the Tang Family, you said all of this, didn’t you?”

Seeing Lin Yang’s return, several Holy Emperor Sect Disciples instantly found their backbone and began to mock Tang Xuan relentlessly.

Hearing their words, Tang Xuan’s eyes flickered, but as soon as he thought of his current surge in strength, he instantly regained full confidence.

“Hmph! So what if I said it?!”

Tang Xuan snorted coldly, not denying it.

Ever since his great fall at Lin Yang’s hands, he had held a grudge.

So much time had passed, and his strength was no longer what it once was; his reverence for Lin Yang had long since vanished.

“Your appearance is perfect; it’s time to wash away the humiliation of you forcing me to kneel to the Eastern Wasteland back then!”

“Boom!”

As the shout fell, Tang Xuan’s spiritual power poured out like a breaching river.

With a clap of his hands, two Martial Souls manifested simultaneously!

Immediately after, the two Martial Souls, under Tang Xuan’s control, merged together, erupting in an astonishing beam of light.

After a dazzling flash of light, a Martial Soul True Body, over a hundred zhang tall, impressively emerged.

Behind that Martial Soul True Body, a massive blood-red halo floated in the air, exuding an incredibly astonishing and majestic power.

“Lin Yang, I’ve endured you for too long! The current me is no longer weaker than you; do you dare to compete with me again!?”

Tang Xuan stood behind his Martial Soul True Body, with the hundred-thousand-year blood-red soul ring on his back, his aura extremely sharp, looking down at Lin Yang below with an arrogant and questioning tone.

“Sigh…”

Lin Yang shook his head slightly.

“Heh heh, scared, aren’t you?!”

Seeing Lin Yang’s indifference, Tang Xuan’s arrogance grew even more intense.

Whoosh!

However, the next moment, Lin Yang formed a hand seal.

Immediately, the world changed dramatically, winds and clouds surged, and a colossal Immortal King light projection, carrying a Mountain River Map and holding a green lotus, slowly emerged from the Void Realm.

Immortal King Descends to the Nine Heavens!

That Immortal King light projection was tens of thousands of zhang in size; the moment it appeared, it shook the ten directions of the Void Realm, and Chaos Qi spewed forth, creating a terrifying sight.

“What… what is this!?”

Tang Xuan stood on his Martial Soul True Body, looking up at the Immortal King light projection that seemed to pierce through the sky, his face filled with extreme shock and despair.

At this moment, before that ten-thousand-zhang light projection.

His hundred-zhang Martial Soul True Body, which originally looked very tall, suddenly became as tiny as a mayfly under the clear sky.

“Thud!”

The next moment, the Immortal King light projection’s large hand came down.

Like a university student toying with a kindergarten child, the Immortal King light projection directly grabbed Tang Xuan’s Martial Soul True Body and hung him upside down in mid-air, swinging him back and forth like a swing.

“Bastard! Let me down!!”

Tang Xuan used all his might, but he still couldn’t break free from the Immortal King light projection’s restraint, shouting frantically in mid-air.

“Plop!”

However, no sooner had he finished speaking than Lin Yang actually let go.

Caught off guard, Tang Xuan and his Martial Soul True Body plunged headfirst into the ground below, creating a large pit, standing there like an inverted green onion.

“Damn it! We haven’t met in two or three years, how did this guy become so strong!?”

A moment later, Tang Xuan finally managed to struggle out of the dirt, and when his gaze fell upon Lin Yang again.

The same look of fear from back then couldn’t help but resurface from the depths of his eyes.

A strong sense of frustration rose in his heart.

During Lin Yang’s absence, he had undergone a complete transformation, thinking that when he saw Lin Yang again, he would surely be able to defeat him and avenge himself.

He never expected that when they met again, the gap between them had already become so vast.

He, who could have fought Lin Yang for many rounds back then, now couldn’t even withstand a single move from Lin Yang… “Alright! I don’t have time to play with you, take me to that Land of Immortal Remnants you just mentioned.”

Lin Yang’s expression was calm.

At his current Realm.

He no longer cared about Tang Xuan’s meaningless provocations.

A Dragon soaring in the sky does not care about the thoughts of ants on the ground.

The Immaculate Prodigies who descended from the Upper Realm, the peerless elites among their peers, the powerful enemies that would descend to the Lower Realm after the tide of the Law Sea receded, what kind of great Chaos the Lower Realm was about to face… these were the matters he needed to concern himself with at present.

Soon, Lin Yang took Tang Xuan away, heading towards the Land of Immortal Remnants mentioned by the few people earlier.

Senior Brother Zhao, Senior Brother Wang, and Senior Sister Zhang quickly followed closely behind.

“Look! Saint Lin Yang is back!”

Along the way, someone spotted Lin Yang’s trace, and more people immediately chased after him.

However.

Lin Yang’s speed was too fast; they could only watch helplessly as Lin Yang got further and further away from them.

But soon, they learned of Lin Yang’s destination from Senior Brother Zhao, Senior Brother Wang, and Senior Sister Zhang.

It was precisely the Land of Immortal Remnants, currently the hottest topic in the Lower Realm.

“Saint Lin Yang, is he going to confront the four Immaculate Prodigies?” someone asked in surprise.

“Who do you think is stronger between Saint Lin Yang and those four Immaculate Prodigies who descended from the Upper Realm? Who will be the strongest?”

Another person sighed, mentioning the turbulent changes of the past two years, filled with emotion.

In the nearly three years that Lin Yang had been gone, exceptionally talented individuals from the Upper Realm had continuously descended to the Lower Realm.

Among them, the most renowned were the current four Immaculate Prodigies.

Their Dao was at Perfection, without any flaws, possessing an invincible presence among all the Prodigies!

“Alas, though I’m reluctant to admit it. But I think it might really be Shen Tanlang, the Immaculate Prodigy from the Upper Realm’s War Soul Hall, whom that traitor Tang Xuan follows, who is the strongest in the world.”

“After all, that Shen Tanlang of the War Soul Hall is known as the Three-Eyed War God; once his third eye opens, it can destroy all obstacles! He kills gods who block his way and slays demons who hinder him!” someone sighed softly.

Mentioning the formidable reputation of the Three-Eyed War God, Shen Tanlang.

Many Holy Emperor Sect Disciples present showed expressions of awe.

“I don’t think so! Zhou Aofeng of the Golden Peng Pavilion is revered as the Golden-Winged Saint King, a descendant born from the union of a pure-blood Golden-Winged Great Peng from the Upper Realm and a Human Race expert. His Physical Body is unparalleled, and his bloodline is unimaginably powerful!”

However, someone else spoke up to refute, mentioning another of the four great Immaculate Prodigies.

The Golden-Winged Saint King, Zhou Aofeng.

He, too, was a peerless figure among his generation, undefeated to this day!

“Undeniably, those two are indeed very strong. But to say who is the strongest, in my opinion, it is still Lord Dongri Tianjun, Dongfang Xiang of the Phantasmal Sun Palace, who is most qualified to receive this title.”

Another person stood up and said.

“That’s incorrect!”

“If you ask me, the Prodigies in the current Lower Realm are as numerous as carps crossing a river, but the most outstanding among them is undoubtedly Fairy Water Mirror, Lan Qiaomeng, of the Heavenly Mirror Palace.”

“Among the four Immaculate Prodigies, the other three are men; only Fairy Water Mirror is a woman, which clearly shows how extraordinary she is.”

Everyone discussed animatedly, each stating who they believed to be the strongest person in their hearts.

What was surprising was that.

Among them, very few firmly believed that Lin Yang would be a match for these four Immaculate Prodigies.

After all, in this era of surging changes and countless talents, a Saint who had disappeared for two and a half years could easily be forgotten and underestimated.