Shi Tianlong stared at the scene before him, utterly dazed.
In a single second, countless thoughts raced through his mind.
He remembered the day he had stood out among the many novices at the Great Nether Temple as a child, when his master had passed down the First-Rate Internal Skill, the Vajra Wisdom King Art, to him.
His master had personally told him that once his mastery reached a profound level, he would awaken the true divine ability, the Great Vajra Wisdom King Body.
Then, whenever he used that true divine ability, his body would become genuinely indestructible, and warriors of the same rank would struggle to breach his defenses!
"Why... did just one kick from him break Shi Fadu's technique?"
Shi Tianlong looked at Yang Ling, unspeakable terror welling in his eyes.
Zong Heng and his three junior brothers lowered their heads again, silently staring at the ground and counting the grains of sand.
A full five minutes passed before the power of flesh derivation finally restored some of Shi Fadu's vitality, allowing him to catch his breath.
"Shi Fadu, what tier of sect is your Arhat Temple?"
Yang Ling asked.
Shi Fadu fell silent for a moment before answering in a slightly hoarse voice:
"Second-tier."
"Why is a second-tier sect causing so much trouble? Are you looking to become first-tier?"
"I wouldn't dare."
"You wouldn't dare now? From what I've seen, you've been cozying up to the Great Nether Temple."
Yang Ling snapped, "Sending Zong Heng and Shi Tianlong to capture me-you have absolutely no regard for the law!"
Shi Fadu bowed his head without a word.
"Perform the bone-burning inheritance yourself. Hand over your Vajra Wisdom King Art, Great Nether Compassion Sutra, Eightfold Heavenly Dragon Swordsmanship, and Golden-Winged Sky-Soaring Movement Technique. All of them."
Yang Ling continued,