Yuan Zun: Starting with the Eight Ancestral Symbols

“This Junior Brother Muchen is truly an eye-opener. This level of pressure would rank him in the middle among the ten great saints.” Chu Qing’s lazy eyes showed some seriousness.

They are all experienced people and know how difficult it is to improve the source energy foundation. Mu Chen can reach this level in the fifth level of the Taichu Realm, so the next few small realms will not stop there.

By the time Muchen breaks through to the ninth level of the Taichu Realm, he will probably surpass them by a lot.

Zhao Zhu and other saints who ranked lower were all silent. What Chu Qing said was the truth. This kind of source energy pressure was indeed more powerful than theirs.

They were puzzled as to how Mu Chen could reach this level at the fifth level of the Taichu Realm.

“Hehe… the number of source energy stars of this little fellow should be around 40,000.”

Even Master Qingyang, who was a calm person, was a little surprised.

If Muchen was at the ninth level of the Taichu Realm now, they would not be surprised at all, but Muchen was only at the fifth level and had not even reached the late Taichu Realm.

"I thought this kid was only strong in his physical body, but I didn't expect his energy foundation to be so amazing. No, it's unbelievable." Gu Tianhong said in surprise.

Giants like them generally do not explore the energy background of a certain disciple. After all, this is other people's privacy.

“Haha, with the source energy foundation at the Son of God level, Yuan Hong can’t win.” Peak Master Liu Lianyi said with a smile.

Ten thousand versus forty thousand, even a fool can see who has the advantage, and Yuan Hong has absolutely no chance of turning the tables.

The master of Lingjun Peak frowned, although the final result had no direct impact on his own strength.

But Lu Hong's lineage came from Jianlai Peak after all. If they lost, it would bring shame to Jianlai Peak and cause it to lose a lot of cultivation resources.

"Three practitioners can reach this level. Mu Chen's talent is no worse than the teacher's." Master Qingyang said with some regret. Who doesn't want to have such a disciple under his own peak?

However, such a genius chose the Shengyuan Peak where the ancestor once practiced in seclusion. Perhaps this is a kind of fate.

"How about it? Are you surprised? You know, I have been fighting with my physical body all this time just to show you this vision." Muchen said with a smile.

Yuan Hong: “…”

Surprise you uncle!!
He thought he had the advantage in source energy, but Muchen showed even stronger source energy. What was he trying to do? Was he cheating?
I thought he was just a newbie, but I didn't expect him to be the big boss who came to the novice village to blow up the fish pond.

"If you don't come, then I will come!"

boom!
Muchen stretched out his hand through the air and instantly condensed a huge hand of source energy, like the Five Finger Mountain. He slapped it down heavily, and the space seemed to be about to explode. Finally, it fell on Yuan Hong.

Yuan Hong tried to resist, but Muchen's powerful palm knocked Yuan Hong to the ground. When the Yuan Qi hand disappeared, Yuan Hong was embedded in the ground, and a very obvious huge palm print appeared on the square.

With just one slap, Yuan Hong, who was at the ninth level of the Taichu Realm, was put at a disadvantage. All the disciples gasped in shock. It was truly such a terrifying strength.

I guess only the Ten Holy Sons can do this.

This slap really made Yuan Hong a little dazed. Although he did not lose his fighting ability directly, he actually had no ability to resist at all.

"boom!"

Yuan Hong had just stood up from the ground when another slap fell on him. Yuan Hong was lying there again, completely matching the previous human-shaped traces.

"This Junior Brother Muchen really has a bad taste." Chu Qing laughed. He saw that Muchen's attack had just the right amount of force, not very damaging, but extremely insulting.

Obviously he has the ability to kill Yuan Hong in one blow, but Mu Chen just doesn't do that. He just plays around.

"What a waste." Kong Sheng cursed in his heart. Chu Qing had to avoid this challenge again.

However, he also knew that Yuan Hong's strength was not weak. No matter which peak he was in, he could compete for the top spot. It was just that he was unlucky and met Muchen, a monster who could not be treated with common sense.

Li Qingchan smiled helplessly. What a bad taste. It was estimated that after the competition for the chief position was over, Yuan Hong's Taoism heart would probably, probably, collapse.

As soon as Yuan Hong stood up, he slapped him, just like playing whack-a-mole, and it was so accurate every time. No matter which pit he fell into before, he would fall into the same pit again, very peacefully.

"Ahhh!"

Falling to the ground dozens of times completely broke Yuan Hong's defense. An astonishing sense of oppression burst out from his body. Red sword energy burst out, and the whole world became hot. There was overwhelming sword energy surrounding him, which dispersed the source energy hand condensed by Muchen.

Yuan Hong's source energy changed at this moment, becoming extremely hot and sharp, as if it had turned into a sword.

"Sword feeding technique?"

Sect Leader Qingyang frowned. This was a rather strange technique from Jianlai Peak. One used one's own flesh and blood to nourish the sword. Once performed, one could briefly enter a state of unity between man and sword, greatly increasing one's own strength.

However, this source technique is extremely destructive to oneself and may affect one's future if one is not careful. As a disciple from the Jianlai Peak, it is normal for Yuan Hong to understand this source technique.

But it was indeed a bit awkward to use this kind of source technique in a competition for the chief position, but... Master Qingyang thought of the time when Muchen teased Yuan Hong, and the feelings were forced out.

Forget it, let's turn a blind eye. This is not considered a foul. The rules of the competition for the chief position do not forbid the use of the sword-feeding technique.

And even if he used the sword-feeding technique, Yuan Hong would not have a chance of winning, after all, the gap in source energy was there.

The leader of Lingjun Peak remained calm, but he already knew the result. Yuan Hong was forced to use the sword-feeding technique, but he couldn't win if he couldn't.

Yuan Hong, who used the sword-feeding technique, lost weight at a speed visible to the naked eye, but his aura became even more terrifying.

"...A source technique that consumes one's own flesh and blood?"

"Why bother?"

Muchen sighed slightly. This source technique has a huge impact on himself. It is very likely to affect a person's future and it is a waste of his own potential.

Hearing Muchen pretending to be innocent, the sword chanting on Yuan Hong's body became even louder.

The reason I would use this source technique that harms others and does not benefit myself is because of you.

A red sword shadow emerged in Yuan Hong's arm, as if it had merged with the Tianyan Sword, emitting sharp and hot waves. His body became increasingly thin, just like a bag of bones.

boom!
There was a condensed and powerful source of energy on Mu Chen's fist. He stepped on the ground and shot out. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Yuan Hong and punched Yuan Hong hard in the stomach. The powerful force penetrated his body.

The ground behind Yuan Hong was plowed into a deep trench by this force, and Yuan Hong's eyes turned white and he fell to the ground. (End of this chapter)