131: Chapter 131 Wei Changhe Returns

After a moment, everyone saw that the sky did not darken, nor did the white tiger phantasm of the Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird appear in the sky.

Shangguan Wenxuan and the people from the Divine Firmament Sect looked toward Yun Chenfei in confusion.

They saw his face was as pale as paper, without a hint of color; he even needed to lean against the stone wall just to stay standing.

Only then did they realize they had been tricked by Yun Chenfei. In his current half-dead state, how could he possibly perform such a terrifying ultimate move like the Kun Peng Subduing Dragon Art?

"Dammit!"

"That damned little brat actually dared to trick us! See if I don't skin you alive!"

Looking at the extremely weak Yun Chenfei, a killing intent suddenly surged in Shen Wanqing's heart.

Shangguan Wenxuan was so angry he almost coughed up a mouthful of blood, wishing he could cut Yun Chenfei into a thousand pieces.

"They were all injured by my Imperial Grandfather's attack just now and are completely powerless to fight back. Everyone, don't be afraid! Charge together and kill them!"

While rushing toward Yun Chenfei at high speed, Shangguan Wenxuan shouted loudly.

Seeing the people from the Divine Firmament Sect and Shangguan Wenxuan charging toward the mine entrance again, a strange curve lifted at the corner of Yun Chenfei's mouth.

"White Tiger Slaughter Art!"

At this moment, Yun Chenfei shouted loudly again.

"Humph!"

"You damned little brat, go ahead and shout! This time, even if you shout until your throat is hoarse, no one will believe you!"

After a cold snort, Shen Wanqing roared angrily.

This time, instead of stopping, everyone rushed toward the mine even faster.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a deafening tiger roar rang in everyone's ears.

Immediately after, a massive white tiger phantasm pounced down from the sky toward the crowd.

"Ah! Ah...!"

Accompanied by several screams, the Disciples of the Divine Firmament Sect who were charging at the very front were directly crushed into meat paste by a single claw of the white tiger phantasm.

Others were also sent flying backward by the impact of this terrifying energy wave.

"Fortunately, I didn't rush that far forward. Otherwise, if I had taken this hit while unprepared, I would have been heavily injured even if I didn't die."

"I really didn't expect that Yun Chenfei, who clearly couldn't even stand steadily, could still unleash an attack of this level."

Seeing this, Shangguan Wenxuan broke into a cold sweat, thinking to himself.

"A bunch of trash!"

Shangguan Wuji, who originally held himself in high regard and disdained to act against a group of people with no power to resist, could no longer bear to watch. Just as he was about to attack...

"Boom!"

A black figure suddenly descended from the sky, the massive impact force blasting a large crater into the ground.

"Wei... Wei Changhe!"

When he saw the newcomer's face clearly, Shangguan Wuji cried out in shock.

"Humph!"

"Wei Changhe, do you still think you are a Mortal Transformation Realm expert?"

"If it weren't for that great battle five hundred years ago where you were heavily injured, I would certainly call you Senior and take a detour when I saw you. But now..."

"You are already an old fellow with half his body in the grave. Why not find a secluded place to spend the rest of your life peacefully? Why must you come here to seek death!"

After the initial shock, Shangguan Wuji seemed to remember something and continued speaking.

"Shangguan Wuji, although I am in my twilight years, a Senior is always a Senior. Dealing with a junior like you is naturally no problem."

Glancing at Shangguan Wuji out of the corner of his eye, Wei Changhe spoke disdainfully.

"Ha, ha, ha!"

"Wei Changhe, I think you've gone senile! Do you still think I am that little Condensing Origin Realm Cultivator from five hundred years ago?"

"Look closely! I am now at the Ninth Grade Dao Confluence Realm, only one step away from the Mortal Transformation Realm!"

Seeing that Wei Changhe didn't even want to look at him directly, Shangguan Wuji laughed out of extreme anger, then released his entire aura without reservation.

"A mere Ninth Grade Dao Confluence Realm, and you dare to show off before this old man?"

"I'm telling you, Shangguan Wenxuan, this old man is only injured, not dead. It's not your turn to act wildly here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the aura on Wei Changhe's body began to soar.

With every step Wei Changhe took, his aura surged significantly, until he reached the front of Shangguan Wuji.

The aura on Wei Changhe's body stopped at the level of the First Grade Mortal Transformation Realm.

"How is that possible!"

"Could it be that the injuries in your body have recovered?"

Sensing the aura on Wei Changhe, Shangguan Wuji's face changed drastically.

"Noisy!"

Wei Changhe just gave a casual wave of his hand, and the previously high-and-mighty, arrogant Shangguan Wuji was sent flying backward.

He didn't stop until his body was deeply embedded into a mountain wall several hundred meters away.

With just a light palm strike, he had beaten the Ninth Grade Dao Confluence Realm Shangguan Wuji until his internal organs were ruptured and his sternum collapsed, leaving him embedded in the mountain wall, unable to move.

This was the gap between the Mortal Transformation Realm and the Hedao Realm.

Mortal Transformation Realm, as the name implies, means shedding one's mortal body. Once the entire body has transcended its mortal shell, one has truly entered the scope of a Cultivator.

It could be said that the Mortal Transformation Realm is a threshold in cultivation Realms. Only those who step over this threshold can be called Cultivators in the true sense.

This was why Wei Changhe said that below the Mortal Transformation Realm, all are but ants.

"Is this really the Elder Wei who guards the entrance of the Spirit Beast Pavilion every day? When did he become so powerful?"

"If only I could have his level of cultivation Realm."

Looking at the slightly aged figure in mid-air, Jing Sheng said with a face full of disbelief.

"You really can't judge a person by their appearance, just as you can't measure the sea with a bucket. This old saying is absolutely right."

"Who would have thought that the dirty old man who lies at the entrance of the Spirit Beast Pavilion every day with his eyes closed, soaking up the sun, is actually a mighty Cultivator of the Mortal Transformation Realm!"

Song Xinyao also sighed with a face full of shock.

"Don't envy others. If you are willing to Cultivate hard, you will eventually reach this Realm as well."

At this time, Hua Qianmo, who had just suppressed the injuries in her body, spoke up.

When Shangguan Wuji broke the Heavenly Origin Violet Flame Killing Formation, she was the one most heavily injured.

At this time, except for Yun Chenfei, who was still closing his eyes to recover from his injuries, everyone else had already woken up.

Although Yun Chenfei's Clone was also heavily injured, it was directly wounded by Shangguan Wuji, not from the backlash of the protective Formation.

Originally, the injuries in his body had been temporarily suppressed with the help of Hua Qianmo, but they had just relapsed when he performed the White Tiger Slaughter Art.

After severely injuring Shangguan Wuji with one palm strike, Wei Changhe imprisoned the others and then turned to come to the mine.

As soon as he arrived at the mine, he saw at a glance that the Yun Chenfei who was using his techniques to heal was a Clone, and then he hurriedly went to help.

A moment later, with the help of Wei Changhe, the injuries within Yun Chenfei's Clone were basically healed.

"Saint, I have captured all the enemies who invaded Black Stone Mountain. Please give your orders on how to deal with them."

Seeing Yun Chenfei open his eyes, Wei Changhe said respectfully.

Seeing that Wei Changhe, a Mortal Transformation Realm Cultivator, was actually so respectful toward Yun Chenfei, the people of the Xuan Yue Sect were all dumbfounded and shocked beyond measure.