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Song Zhiwen possessed the Spiritual Heart Wisdom Body and had inherited the strengths of two lineages. His martial arts were formidable, yet at this sight, his eyes nearly popped from their sockets as he muttered in disbelief,

"How is this possible? How could he possess such a foundation?"

It was not truly impossible, merely exceedingly unlikely. Moreover, experts on Song Zhiwen's level could all see that Meng Zhao had condensed such an outrageously immense Dharma Form solely because his own foundation was profound to the extreme. He must have begun, step by step, to push his reserves to their utmost limit back at the Qi Accumulation into Sea stage.

"This Meng Family brat is something else. And here we were, putting on the airs of elders. If we truly fought, we might not even be a match for the boy!"

Li Li too stared at the mountain-like, colossal True Dragon Dharma Form, his fascinated gaze carrying praise.

What did it mean to fight above one's realm? This was the capital to fight above one's realm. At the very least, ordinary Innate Realm Warriors, even those who had achieved Qi Condensation into Gang, could not possibly create a Dharma Form on such an exaggerated scale.

Meng Zhao, meanwhile, looked with faint disappointment at the Lei Family Innate Realm Warriors, who had already lost all ability to resist. He could not help but sigh. Martial artists truly were strange creatures. They were all clearly in the Innate Realm, yet these eleven—no, twelve—Lei Family Innate Realm Warriors combined did not pressure him as much as a single Yang Cai had.

At least Yang Cai had fought him fiercely back then, their aftershocks directly shattering a mountain peak and stirring his fighting spirit to a boil.

These people could not even give him a