The violent collision made the mountain beneath their feet shudder, as if it might collapse at any moment.
A vast surge of mana swept outward, kicking up clouds of dust like a storm. Ancient trees on the mountainside were ripped out by the roots, then disintegrated before they even hit the ground.
The shockwave from that single clash alone forced some of the weaker immortal sect disciples to give everything they had just to withstand it.
It was hard to imagine that such a commotion had been caused by members of the younger generation.
"Just now... was that the Golden Scale Saint Son?"
"With power like that, no wonder he's recognized as the leader of the younger generation."
"Even Lu Bai, the genius of Qingwang Sect, would probably be in grave danger after taking such a terrifying attack."
"What's happening now?"
Hearing the immortal sect disciples murmuring around him, Lu Bai raised a hand and swept it through the air, using mana to disperse the dust obscuring their view. The attacker came into sight.
Golden light flickered in the Golden Scale Saint Son's eyes. With his body-tempering technique pushed to its limits, divine radiance shimmered across his fists, which looked as if they had been forged from pure gold.
But what could not be ignored was that beads of blood had seeped across the surface of those fists, which looked so fierce and indestructible.
Clearly, he had gained no advantage in the clash.
In fact, Lu Bai hadn't tried to defend himself at all. He had simply maintained the effects of [Steel Body].
With the formidable effects of [Steel Body], he could completely ignore the Golden Scale Saint Son's attacks.
The other man didn't know that, though. He assumed Lu Bai, like himself, followed the path of body tempering.
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