In the long fifteen hundred years since the Nameless Immortal descended into the world to impart his teachings, many dazzling talents had emerged, leaving bold, vivid strokes in the history books.
Even feats such as defeating or killing a Greater Celestial Circuit practitioner while still at the Lesser Celestial Circuit were not uncommon across a thousand years.
Yet the Greater Celestial Circuit martial artists in all those cases had practiced the Outer Dao.
Without exception.
Even Yang Qingxuan, the Xuan Emperor and the foremost master of the age, had at most held his own against Greater Celestial Circuit practitioners of Orthodox Dharma when he was at the Lesser Celestial Circuit.
Sun Chujiu, Yu Qingshan, and Fu Zhengyang struggled desperately against the relentless attacks, which crashed down like collapsing mountains and surging seas. Towering waves of shock rose in their hearts, leaving them trembling with dread.
The man before them might be a monster even more freakishly gifted than the Xuan Emperor.
They could not believe it, refused to believe it, but the truth lay right before their eyes.
Bang, bang, bang!
As their forces collided, they seemed to form enormous hands that crushed the air again and again. Hong Yuan's spiritual intent flowed around the three men, probing the secrets of their martial arts.
Unfortunately, he had only begun to fuse physical force, Variant Force, and True Qi. He was still a long way from flawless integration. Otherwise, why would he need to go to such trouble?
Once his True Qi and Six Voids Tribulation Force became a seamless whole, not only would his Tribulation Force rise another grade and surpass True Qi, but his Other-Force Net would also easily unravel the mysteries of True Qi martial arts, just as it had in the world of Great Yin.
For now,