"Fine technique, Daoist friend—let me join in!"
Yang Yuanhong shouted and seized the chance to rush forward with a raised fist, landing another punch squarely on the crack left by the sword wound.
That punch looked as though he had put his full strength into it, but out of caution, he had actually held back considerably.
Even so, its force sent the Demon Beast's body tumbling through the air, crashing straight toward the ground.
"So powerful!"
"Such might is no weaker than that of a seventh-layer cultivator!"
"To possess such power without the aid of any spiritual treasure, this man's true combat strength must be at least at Essence Condensation Perfection."
It was the first time the four members of the Changge Sect had seen Yang Yuanhong make a move. Seeing the sheer power of his fist, they could not help but feel secretly alarmed.
More importantly, Yang Yuanhong had not used any other methods to bolster that punch. It had been pure physical strength.
As a reclusive cultivator traveling down the mountain, how could he possibly have gone without carrying a few treasures for protection?
Thus, this single punch allowed the four from the Changge Sect to make an estimate of Yang Yuanhong's strength.
At the Third Layer Essence Condensation, he could fight an Essence Condensation Perfection cultivator at full force, perhaps even contend against a cultivator at the spirit connection stage.
With such talent and strength, even among the countless gifted geniuses on the Heavenly Talent Ranking, he would surely rank within the first seven pages!
If he were to cultivate some unusual constitution or precious body as well, he might even enter the Gold Ranking within the first five pages!
*No wonder the Ancestor specifically instructed me about him. At such a young age, he is already