Ying Xuanzi watched this scene and murmured, " The Great Desolation Scripture... it's actually that powerful!"
He certainly recognized the scene.
When Zhou Tong used the Great Desolation Scripture, he was also filled with vitality.
But Zhou Tong's actions back then were nothing compared to Xiang Yun now.
Xiang Yun's aura continued to rise.
The expressions of many Dao Sect disciples changed completely.
As they sensed Xiang Yun's increasingly terrifying aura, their faces turned pale, and their internal energy surged wildly as they tried to resist the oppressive force pressing down on them.
The more you resist, the heavier that force becomes.
"Everyone, act quickly, or else..."
Ying Xiaoxiao's voice rang out. She flashed into the sky, her long sword unsheathed, and azure light rapidly condensed on the blade.
She knew very well that if Xiang Yun continued to rise like this, they would lose the courage to even make a move.
Just then, Xiang Yun gave a low shout.
"This punch is for you all to witness!"
" Heavenly Tyrant Fist!!"
He threw a punch.
The purple hues intertwined, transforming into an enormous figure in the sky.
The figure was exactly the same as Xiang Yun's Tyrant Body Ancestral Form, with True Dragon Head, Phoenix Wings, White Tiger Claw, Kun Peng Feet, standing tall in the sky, looking down at everyone below.
The figure moved in sync with Xiang Yun's fist, unleashing a powerful punch.
The fist intent, thousands of feet high, arrived with a thunderous roar.
The moment the fist's intent pressed down.
All the Dao Sect disciples felt an indescribable force descend upon them, as if an ancient divine mountain had fallen from the sky, pressing them firmly to the ground.
Ying Xiaoxiao was also forced to the ground, her long sword stuck in front of her, its blade gleaming with a blue light.
But before Xiang Yun's fist intent, that blue light was like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.
Ying Huanhuan lay on the ground, her face flushed red. She wanted to curse Xiang Yun, but the domineering force pressed down on her so much that she couldn't even breathe properly, let alone speak.
Thousands of the Dao Sect disciples were suppressed by a single punch, lying on the ground unable to move.
The disciples of the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace and the Primordial Hall, who were watching the battle from the surrounding mountain peaks, all fell silent.
The female disciples of the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace stared wide-eyed. Those who had been gossiping about Xiang Yun's arrogance were now pale-faced and speechless.
They were just saying Xiang Yun was arrogant, but now it seems that it wasn't arrogance, but genuine strength.
Ying Xuanzi and Yi Taiqing's expressions changed immediately.
Yi Taiqing looked at the Dao Sect disciples who were pinned to the ground, then at Xiang Yun who stood tall in the sky, a complex emotion flashing in her beautiful eyes.
Although she had previously acknowledged Xiang Yun's talent, she still felt that the young man was too arrogant.
But now, seeing this punch, she truly realized how vast the gap was between Xiang Yun and his peers.
"Aren't you going to make a move?"
Xiang Yun looked down at his disciples, and the massive shadow behind him began to strike with its fist, a terrifying pressure sweeping around them, causing the ground to crumble violently.
Some disciples have already started vomiting blood...
"Stop..."
Ying Xuanzi waved his sleeve, and the punch that the huge figure unleashed was immediately deflected, flying away into the distance.
A beam of purple light pierced the heavens and the earth, shattering the space it passed through. Terrifying shockwaves spread outwards, and a series of explosions of elemental energy resounded.
"Boom--!"
The purple light struck the Dao Sect's protective barrier in the distance, and a crack appeared on the barrier that was hit by the purple light.
Many of the palace masters watching gasped in shock, knowing that even a Death Profound Realm expert would have to bombard their sect's protective formation for a long time before cracks could be broken.
And now Xiang Yun's attack has actually managed to create a crack in it?
Is this a monster?!
The Dao Sect disciples lay prone on the ground, their eyes catching a glimpse of the crack. Their hearts trembled; were they really going to face such a monster?
Who on earth told all the Nirvana disciples to fight this guy?!
The female disciples of the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace were all terrified; what kind of monster was this?
Are they really of the same generation as these kinds of people?
It's certain that it wasn't someone from the Primordial Hall who altered Xiang Yun's birth date; that would require going back at least two generations!
For a moment, the entire room fell silent.
"Let's call it quits this time, and consider the previous agreement as just a joke." Ying Xuanzi shook his head, just as he was redirecting Xiang Yun's attack.
They had already almost realized that the destructive power of Xiang Yun's punch had indeed reached the Death Profound Realm.
It's just that it doesn't possess the extreme domineering power of death energy, the kind that annihilates everything.
However, Xiang Yun's power also contained another domineering and unparalleled force.
It must be due to his unique physical condition.
It completely suppresses the life force of the Life Profound Realm, and could even resist death energy.
This kid is terrifying.
It should be noted that Xiang Yun is currently only at the Nirvana Realm; he will Life Profound Realm later.
When Xiang Yun underwent another transformation, he couldn't even imagine how much his strength would soar.
"Old man, you think you can just give up like that? Forget about these disciples, how about your two hall masters from the Desolate Hall come and fight me?"
Xiang Yun is very angry right now!
He felt he was going to be bored if he didn't play a match, so he turned his gaze to Chen Zhen and Wu Dao.
Or perhaps...
"All eight of you palace masters, attack together?"
Xiang Yun's words stunned everyone present. Was this guy just hot-blooded?
Eight palace masters—that's eight Life Profound Realm. Even Death Profound Realm might not be able to withstand them.
This guy actually wants eight more Life Profound Realm.
Not to mention, the eight palace masters are not like those in those super dynasties who haven't practiced martial arts for a long time and are just relying on their life force at the Life Profound Realm Life Profound Realm to languish.
They are all the four hall masters of the Dao Sect, and they fight in every Mystic Domain War.
Even those who have experienced countless battles underestimate them.
They are all seasoned veterans.
They had previously thought that Xiang Yun could definitely defeat two opponents at once.
But now eight of them are coming right up?
"Are you crazy? Provoking the Dao Sect here, do you really not plan to leave the Dao Sect?"
When Hong Wuji saw that Ying Xuanzi's expression had turned ugly, he quickly sent a telepathic message to Xiang Yun.
Xiang Yun ignored him and spoke in a booming voice, "Surely even the Hall Master of the Dao Sect doesn't have this kind of courage, and would be afraid of a junior like me!"
"Do you really think you'll be defeated by me and lose face?"
Ying Xuanzi's calm expression had turned to one of rage as he looked at Xiang Yun, who stood five zhang tall like a demon god, and said, " Xiang Yun, I admit you are strong, but that is not a reason for you to provoke the Dao Sect!"
Xiang Yun simply looked at the eight hall masters and said calmly, "Is this all the blood and guts you have? Could it be that Senior Zhou Tong killed the Yuan Sect back then?"
"You've terrified the Yuan Sect, but are you?"
"Enough!!"
At this, the eight hall masters roared in unison.
Zhou Tong is their pride, but also their pain.
Now, Xiang Yun's use of Zhou Tong to tease them is practically an offense against them.
Yi Taiqing couldn't help but look at Hong Wuji and ask telepathically, "What's wrong with your disciple?"
"Have no idea."
Hong Wuji also didn't know what Xiang Yun's purpose was.