Mang and the Mountain-Splitting Divine Ability

As light and shadow shifted and time and space changed, a sense of weightlessness came over Yang Xuanwu. He felt as if his body had become a Gentle Breeze, drifting between heaven and earth. But soon, the feeling of being grounded returned, and a strange yet familiar world came into view.

The surging river waters crashed and surged, creating white waves, while thousands of feet long, Fierce Beast Silverfish swam upstream.

Yang Xuanwu stood in the sky, which was countless feet high, and looked down. He saw a Heaven-Supporting Mountain Pillar standing majestically amidst the confluence of hundreds of rivers and surrounded by white clouds.

Above, there are red cliffs and green walls, strange rocks, and a Stone Dragon that is tens of thousands of feet long, with its body winding and coiling, its four claws outstretched, embracing the Heaven-Supporting Mountain Pillar.

"Was this meant for me to enjoy the scenery?" Yang Xuanwu wondered to himself.

As if hearing his thoughts, a sudden gale arose, Dark Clouds gathered, and Lei Ming roared.

The Stone Dragon coiled atop the Tianshi opened its eyes and let out a deafening roar towards the heavens.

Hold head high!!

The dragon's roar shook the heavens, and the dark Dark Clouds above trembled, as if they were about to disintegrate and dissipate, seemingly unable to withstand the power of the sound waves.

However, at that moment, a broad and powerful hand suddenly reached down from the clouds.

The moment the palm appeared.

The clouds are still, the wind is still, space is confined, and all things are silent.

"Mountain-Splitting!"

This was the first time Yang Xuanwu had heard the Martial Ancestor's voice. It was neither clear nor gentle, nor domineering, but only calm and composed, as if the sky were falling.

Just through the sound, he seemed to see a figure dressed in a gray martial robe, not tall or big, but with a majestic aura that surpassed everything, slowly raising his palm, clenching his five fingers, and throwing a punch.

At first glance, this punch seemed unremarkable, but upon closer inspection, it was terrifying, as if one were facing a scene of utter destruction where the sky collapsed, the earth caved in, and all things were reduced to nothingness.

Hold head high!!

The dragon's roar shook the heavens, yet it could not conceal the hidden fear within its sound.

Faced with this earth-shattering punch, Stone Dragon didn't even dare to launch an attack. He could only cower and cling tightly to the Heaven-Supporting Mountain Pillar, hoping to rely on the earth's foundation to block the Martial Ancestor's punch.

Boom!!

The divine fist descended from the sky, sending rocks flying. Amidst the deafening roar, the Heaven-Supporting Mountain Pillar, tens of thousands of feet high, first cracked open with huge fissures, and then collapsed with a thunderous crash.

Endless dust filled the sky, the Stone Dragon roared in terror, and in the face of life and death, it finally charged forward in anger, its straight Dragon Horns shining like Heavenly Swords, colliding fiercely with the divine fist.

However, to Yang Xuanwu's dismay, the Stone Dragon, whose strength far surpassed that of an ordinary Sage Manifestation cultivator, was smashed to pieces with a single punch without any resistance. First, its Dragon Horns broke off, and then its flesh, scales, and bones scattered everywhere, turning it directly into a bloody pulp.

This is not over yet. This stone dragon is the "" among the seven evil demons. Its body is immortal and immortal. Although it was smashed to pieces by a punch, it was healing rapidly. In the blink of an eye, the injury was healed. It raised its head again and roared at the sky.

"Hehe..."

A soft laugh rang out, and the Martial Ancestor still threw a punch, but this time, his fist transformed into a thousand-foot-tall stone tablet.

Compared to the towering Stone Dragon, the stone tablet seemed insignificant, but as it fell, a clear look of fear flashed in the Stone Dragon's eyes.

It tried to escape, but its body was completely immobilized. Moreover, under the influence of some kind of spatial ability, it rapidly shrank and was crushed under the stone tablet.

With a thud, the stone tablet landed on the ground, and boundless Earth Qi rose up. The Sha Qi that had permeated the surrounding area for tens of thousands of miles was swept away, and the sky became clear, as if it had become another world.

Boom!!

The resounding sound of a great bell echoed in his mind, and various cultivation experiences of the Martial Dao Divine Ability "Mountain-Splitting" flowed into his mind like a gentle stream.

Yang Xuanwu closed his eyes and sat cross-legged. In this unfamiliar space, he understood the martial arts magical power "Collapse Mountain" that Wu Zu used to suppress "".

Although the name of this Divine Ability is not particularly earth-shattering, its power is the greatest of all the Divine Ability that Yang Xuanwu has ever seen. Its force is strong and upright, and it follows the path of suppressing people with pure force. Without an extremely strong Martial Dao Will and a corresponding mentality, it is absolutely impossible to comprehend this punch.

Three months have passed since Yang Xuanwu traversed the Martial Dao Star Road and comprehended the "Mountain-Splitting" Divine Ability.

For the past three months, several Yang God cultivators have remained seated cross-legged, waiting for Yang Xuanwu to wake up and for the protective layer of the Martial Dao Heavenly Stele to be removed so they can capture him.

"How come this kid took so long to have an epiphany?" Yang Kun didn't leave either. He really didn't want this Martial Dao prodigy to fall in despair in front of him, and planned to step in and protect the little guy at the crucial moment.

After Yang Kun broke through to the Yang God realm and Spirit-Flesh Unity, his physical body automatically developed an extremely outstanding defensive Divine Ability. Although it had no offensive capabilities whatsoever, it was extremely powerful in terms of defense, making it no problem to take on multiple opponents at once.

"What should we do? Yang Kun is determined to ruin our plans. Should we strike first and take care of him?" A burly, short, dark-skinned Yang God with a fierce look in his eyes said to Yang Kun.

The old man with the goatee narrowed his eyes, pondered for a moment, and then shook his head. "That's not advisable. If someone at the Yang God Realm were to fight near the Martial Dao Heavenly Stele, it would easily attract the attention of the Stele Guardians. Those guys are not to be trifled with."

Therefore, we only have one chance to make a move. We must wait until that kid wakes up before we act. Even if the Stele Guardian drives us away afterward, we've already gotten what we wanted, so it doesn't matter."

"Then who will restrain Yang Kun?" the burly man with dark skin asked.

"Let me handle this. He excels in defense, but he only recently broke through to the Yang God Realm. With the binding power of my Heaven-Binding Vine, I can suppress him for a while." The last Yang God expert to speak was a young man with a sinister appearance, giving off an aura of someone who was not easy to get along with.

"Alright, it's decided then. Xiang Lin will be in charge of keeping Yang Kun occupied, and the two of us will take care of this kid." The old man with the goatee made the final decision, and the other two nodded slightly, having no objections.

Time flies, and another month has passed.

Suddenly, Yang Xuanwu, who was sitting cross-legged under the stone tablet, abruptly opened his eyes, and two domineering divine lights shot out, like two Heavenly Swords crisscrossing the sky.

At the same time, as his enlightenment ended, the protective layer that descended from the Heavenly Stele also collapsed and dissipated.

"Make your move!" the old man with the goatee shouted. Xiang Lin, who was beside him, reached out with his right hand, and dense, emerald-green vines, like pythons, snaked out and blocked Yang Kun from all sides in an instant.