Hardening the Flesh! Was Xuan Yang Tougher Than an Ancestral Witch?

At this moment—

Zhu Rong's proposal was truly abrupt and blunt.

After all, just a second ago, they had still been getting acquainted, chatting and laughing about various matters...

Yet unexpectedly, Zhu Rong suddenly wanted to challenge Xuan Yang.

This truly caught everyone off guard.

They could not help but freeze slightly.

Houtu immediately frowned as well, looking at Zhu Rong with some displeasure.

"Brother! What are you saying?!"

"Why are you suddenly talking about sparring for no reason?"

"Don't mess around!"

Houtu was filled with helplessness.

Although she knew Zhu Rong definitely meant no harm.

After all, this was the Witch Tribe's tradition—

They often cultivated their bonds through battle.

But Xuan Yang was not a member of the Witch Tribe!

What if he could not understand their traditions?

What if he and Zhu Rong fought later and one of them accidentally got hurt?

Wouldn't he become dissatisfied with the Witch Tribe because of that? Wouldn't that create conflict?

Houtu was simply worrying too much because she cared.

Moreover, she truly had never witnessed Xuan Yang's strength.

Although she knew roughly what trump cards Xuan Yang possessed through the diary, she had never seen them with her own eyes.

But Zhu Rong's strength was genuine.

Although his cultivation was only at the peak of the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm and he had yet to advance to the Primordial Golden Immortal realm.

Among cultivators of the same level throughout the Primordial Wilderness, most of the time, one member of the Witch Tribe could fight several opponents.

Their physical bodies were simply too powerful.

They also possessed innate Divine Powers.

This was one of the main reasons the Witch Tribe was so dominant.

Thus, Houtu did not really want them to spar at this moment.

It would not be good if something unexpected happened.

Yet Houtu's actions only further confirmed Di Jiang and the others' suspicions.

In Di Jiang and the others' eyes, their little sister was acting like an overbearing Female Immortal protecting her little boyfriend...

But as her older brothers, they had to assess him for Houtu!

Thus, Di Jiang stepped forward and said:

"Little sister, don't worry."

"Zhu Rong merely wants a friendly spar. He will not hurt Daoist Friend Xuan Yang."

"Besides, isn't this the tradition of our Witch Tribe?"

"Without some strength, one cannot be a friend of the Witch Tribe."

Houtu still wanted to persuade them otherwise.

But at that moment, Xuan Yang agreed immediately:

"Since that is the case, then I shall spar with Daoist Friend Zhu Rong!"

Xuan Yang also understood the Witch Tribe's nature very well.

Indeed.

If he wanted to conquer this group of battle maniacs...

The best way was to display strength sufficient to rival them, or even surpass them!

The Witch Tribe was like this—extremely direct, without any twists and turns!

If you won, they respected you.

If you lost, they mocked you mercilessly.

But the emotions behind it were extremely pure, untainted by anything else.

And Xuan Yang truly wanted to build a good relationship with the Witch Tribe.

So after thinking it over carefully, he decided to fight!

"Good, good, good!"

"You've got guts!"

"Daoist Friend Xuan Yang, you're impressive!"

Xuan Yang's bold response clearly won the favor of the Ancestral Witches.

They disliked cultivators who were overly hesitant and fussy.

Instead, Xuan Yang's forthright personality suited their tastes perfectly.

"Then, let's change locations."

Di Jiang and the others quickly led the way.

Soon afterward, they arrived outside the Witch Tribe's settlement.

Zhu Rong stood in the air with his hands on his hips, smiling as he waited for Xuan Yang to come forward.

Before Xuan Yang went up, Houtu secretly transmitted her voice to him:

"Daoist Friend Xuan Yang, my brother Zhu Rong possesses an extremely powerful physical body, as well as an innate Divine Power of fire."

"When you fight him later, do not be careless."

Xuan Yang smiled and nodded.

Then he rose into the air as well.

Zhu Rong merely wanted to test Xuan Yang.

Thus, he did not rush to attack.

Instead, he laughed heartily and said to Xuan Yang, "Daoist Friend Xuan Yang, just attack with your Full Power. Do not worry about hurting me."

Xuan Yang smiled faintly at those words and attacked directly.

"Then Daoist Friend Zhu Rong had better be careful."

As Xuan Yang spoke, surging mana poured forth from within him, and a terrifying aura at the peak of the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm instantly erupted from his body.

Because he cultivated the Nine Revolutions Profound Origin Technique—

His mana was far more vast than that of ordinary Great Luo cultivators.

And that was not even the most terrifying part.

The most terrifying thing was Xuan Yang's physical body.

After all these years of cultivation, he had already cultivated the Nine Revolutions Profound Origin Technique to the seventh revolution!

Thus, not only did he possess vast mana, but his physical body had also attained a hardness comparable to an Innate Spiritual Treasure.

Xuan Yang moved, his speed astonishingly fast. In an instant, he flashed before Zhu Rong. Golden Crow Divine Fire surged continuously around him, and even Zhu Rong nearly failed to react in time.

But Zhu Rong had extreme confidence in his own physical body. Even though he had been caught off guard and was a beat too slow, he still confidently chose to use his body to withstand the attack head-on.

Then—

Zhu Rong was sent flying by Xuan Yang's punch!

A tremendous boom shook the entire Witch Tribe territory!

Zhu Rong's body fell directly from the sky and smashed into the Primordial Wilderness, instantly creating a deep pit spanning tens of thousands of zhang!

After witnessing this scene, whether it was the other Eleven Ancestral Witches led by Di Jiang...

Or Zhen Yuanzi, Queen Mother of the West, Hongyun, and the rest...

All of them were stunned speechless.

Because this was also the first time they had learned that Xuan Yang's physical body was actually so powerful?

But something about this was not right, was it?

It was one thing for the Witch Tribe to possess powerful physical bodies.

That was because they cultivated only their bodies and nothing else.

But Xuan Yang clearly cultivated everything, yet his physical body was also this formidable?

"Hahahaha!"

"Daoist Friend Xuan Yang! Impressive!"

At that moment, Zhu Rong flew directly out of the deep pit.

A clearly visible fist mark had appeared on his body, and he seemed to have suffered some injuries.

Yet there was not the slightest anger on his face. Instead, it was Filled With delight and satisfaction.

Clearly, Xuan Yang's punch had completely changed his opinion of Xuan Yang.

"I never expected Daoist Friend Xuan Yang's physical body to be so powerful."

"Since that is the case, then I shall attack with my Full Power!"

"Here I come!"

Zhu Rong flew toward Xuan Yang as well, though his speed was naturally nowhere near as fast as Xuan Yang's.

He quickly threw a punch at Xuan Yang, but Xuan Yang chose not to dodge at all, forcibly resisting it with his physical body.

Another tremendous sound rang out, echoing across the heavens!

Then Zhu Rong, who had punched Xuan Yang with his Full Power, discovered that Xuan Yang's body was terrifyingly hard.

When that punch landed, he actually felt a recoil. Xuan Yang was completely unharmed, while Zhu Rong's own fist stung slightly instead.

Zhu Rong became even more delighted.

But the next second, Xuan Yang threw another fierce punch, sending Zhu Rong reeling once more.