1001: Xiong Ba's Ruthlessness! Crisis at Hand! (Please Vote)

"Xiong Ba!"

"Xiong Ba!?"

The moment they saw the domineering figure standing atop the hall roof in a deep purple dragon robe, seeming to be guarded by nine dragons, Song Yuanqiao and the other Wudang heroes all changed expression. None of them had expected a man of such exalted status and cautious temperament to dare sneak into Wudang at night.

Xiong Ba did not even spare the Wudang heroes a glance. His dragon-like eyes, bright even in the darkness, locked directly onto Zhang Sanfeng below, who had turned to look back at him.

Their gazes met, sparks seeming to crackle between them as their minds completed a lightning-fast exchange of probing attacks.

In an instant, Xiong Ba's pupils contracted slightly. He felt as though his mind had plunged into an unfathomable vortex, finding nowhere to exert force. He could neither attack nor probe further; it was like a clay ox vanishing into the sea, without the slightest response. Unless he increased the force of his mental probing, there would be no result.

Zhang Sanfeng's expression remained calm, but inwardly, he was slightly shaken. The mental force pressing toward him carried the majesty of Heaven and Earth, as though this entire world had suddenly begun crushing him at its center, evoking the helpless feeling of the heavens collapsing and the earth caving in.

Yet Taiji came before Heaven and Earth. The core principle of Taiji was not merely empty words. Zhang Sanfeng meditated upon the meaning of Taiji and effortlessly dissolved the overwhelming heavenly intent within Xiong Ba's mind into nothingness.

Their initial probing had taken place in the blink of an eye. No one noticed that these two peak masters of the age had already exchanged blows with nothing more than a meeting of their eyes.

After that exchange, Xiong