"Young Master Lin Xuan..."
Watching Lin Xuan sink into thought, Wu Mingquan called out cautiously.
"Alright, I believe you. Hurry and retrieve the Northern Token."
Lin Xuan waved his hand, finally no longer suspecting Wu Mingquan.
"Yes, many thanks, Young Master!"
As if granted a pardon, Wu Mingquan charged toward the Sun Moon Divine Hall with buoyant steps.
Sunlight and Moonlight Radiance billowed across this region. As though sensing Wu Mingquan's approach, the token suspended before the northern gate began to tremble.
The surrounding Sunlight and Moonlight Radiance started to fade, while the dense fog scattered around the divine hall suddenly contracted, covering both the northern gate and the Northern Token in the blink of an eye.
A terrifying majesty descended directly upon Wu Mingquan. His originally rapid advance slowed sharply.
"Kill!"
Using his fingers as a brush, Wu Mingquan danced them through the air as he moved, writing one word after another brimming with Killing Aura.
A peculiar power of the Confucian Dao bloomed forth. Countless different scenes actually evolved before Wu Mingquan, then surged into the fog ahead.
"Rumble!"
The two sides collided swiftly. Terrifying ripples of power spread outward, and Rosy Cloud of energy blossomed across the region.
Lin Xuan stood watching throughout, realizing that Wu Mingquan's combat strength was actually quite impressive.
Although Lin Xuan had easily crushed him earlier, Wu Mingquan, now erupting with all his strength, absolutely deserved to be called a heaven's chosen.
Wu Mingquan's power flowed without end as he attacked madly without holding anything back. The fog ahead continuously thinned.
He gave it his all, his attacks changing without cease. All kinds of wondrous sights sprang up, with mountains, rivers, lakes, and streams appearing in turn throughout the region.
At last, after a quarter of an hour, Wu Mingquan, nearly collapsed