Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 943 A punch lands!

Inside the Star Palace, a magnificent palace.

As Lü Yang's "outrageous" words fell, not only did the True Lords erupt in uproar, but even the Great True Lord couldn't help but feel a bit curious and interested.

"Haoyuan, what do you think?"

Of the six powerful Daoist True Lords present, one couldn't help but look at Haoyuan Shangzhen and laugh, "Do you really think this person can defeat Zhengao with a single punch?"

"This person has quite the nerve!"

“I admit that the True Monarchs who achieved their power through the Immortal Pivot Cave Heaven Technique are indeed a notch above us; otherwise, we wouldn’t have been beaten so badly and forced to flee back then.”

"Moreover, the strength of this Immortal Lord who controls the tribulation and crosses over is probably top-tier even among Immortal Pivot True Lords. Zhen Gao is most likely no match for him. But he shouldn't be unable to withstand even one move, right? Besides, over the years, Zhen Gao has accumulated quite a few array treasures."

"Who knows."

Haoyuan Shangzhen shook his head, his expression solemn: "Just watch. Don't forget, this is a Holy Sect True Monarch. It wouldn't be surprising if he did something."

"That's true."

"However, if you speak so confidently, even if Zhen Gao is seriously injured by this punch, as long as Zhen Gao refuses to admit defeat, how will this Palm Calamity man get out of this situation?"

At this point, Haoyuan Shangzhen suddenly raised an eyebrow.

He had personally witnessed Lü Yang's desperate, reckless aura in the Xuanling Realm, and thus, an uncontrollable guess immediately surfaced in his mind:
'Even severely injured, he's still stubborn and refuses to admit defeat?'

'Then just kill him.'

"Ha ha ha ha."

At that moment, as Lü Yang finished speaking, Zhen Gao also burst into laughter, the sound shaking the starry sea: "If I can withstand one of your punches, then I win?"

"Good good!"

The laughter gradually subsided, and a hint of ferocity crept into Zhengao's tone:
"Anyone who dares to say that is either talking nonsense or really capable. You'd better be the latter. Otherwise, I won't hold back later."

Faced with these hostile words, Lü Yang remained unperturbed, simply extending his palm, slowly opening it, and casually saying:
"You first?"

The two simple words completely ignited Zhengao's emotions, causing his gaze to darken. Without further hesitation, a vast surge of magical power erupted from his body, radiating boundless brilliance, as if a radiant sun had suddenly been lit in a desolate and dark sea of ​​stars.

What is "magical power"?
Simply having a lot of magical power? That's for Star Lords. They only have a lot of magical power, but no usable means, so they can only make up for it by using Dao soldiers.

In the era of Zhengao, Taoist cultivators with magical power did not have the assistance of Taoist soldiers.

'The power of magic lies not only in oneself, but also in one's enemies!'

Whether it's the profound mysteries of attaining a high level of enlightenment or the advanced magic, both essentially require the support of magical power. And true magical power can influence the enemy!
The next second, Zhengao's hand seals changed, and he uttered a Daoist chant:
"Those who are drawn by magical power rarely fail to submit!"

【The Secret to Returning to the Roots】

Before the Daoist voice had even finished, boundless brilliance appeared first, but not on him, but on Lü Yang, pouring out from his body out of thin air!

"Ok?"

Upon seeing this, Lü Yang raised an eyebrow, revealing a hint of surprise, as he was constantly protected by the thunderous light of the Divine Firmament Thunder.

However, at this moment, as the sound of the True Mantra fell, the lightning and magical light around him disintegrated out of thin air, turning into a vast magical power that scattered and then was no longer controlled by his divine sense. Instead, it turned into boundless iridescent colors that converged towards the direction of the True Mantra, clearly having defected!
"That's an interesting move."

Lu Yang nodded slightly, having discerned some clues: "Magic power is the foundation of all magic. This is a technique of reversal, which can allow all methods to return to the essence of magic power."

Not only that.

The magical power that is regenerated after being decomposed will not be used by the original owner, but will be used by Zhengao to further enhance the power of his own magical power.

It can both break the law and strengthen itself by borrowing the law from others.

'As expected, magical power does have a mechanism.'

However, triggering this mechanism is very difficult. At least among the True Lords of the Dharma Power Path, Zhen Gao should be one of the few who can perform this technique.

"pity."

Faced with the powerful wave of magic that followed Zhengao's dispelling of his protective lightning, Lü Yang remained unfazed, and his movements did not even change.

He still stood with his hands outstretched, perfectly steady.

"Boom!" In an instant, the ocean crashed down, but it was not a simple violent impact. Instead, it insidiously seeped into Lü Yang's seven orifices and all the holes in his body.

"The transformation of magical power also has yin and yang aspects. Violent bombardment is only yang magic, while yin magic is equally profound. It can infiltrate my magical power into your body, triggering a response from your own magical power, causing them to assimilate. In the end, your magical power becomes my magical power. What other methods will you have left to use?"

The voice of Zhengao boomed back.

This is not only an explanation of one's own methods, but also contains a Daoist sound that resonates with magical power, enough to shake the soul, shatter the divine will, and leave one in a daze.

In an instant, many eyes turned to him.

"What a powerful Dharma body!"

Some discerning True Lords, upon seeing this, couldn't help but exclaim, "How was such a Dharma Body cultivated in this world? It's simply unbelievably solid!"

“Zhen Gao couldn’t even harm this person.”

“Even if he is injured, he will recover in an instant, so it is meaningless. He doesn’t even need magic power; this physical body is enough.”

The True Lords sighed in admiration, and even the Great True Lord expressed some praise. However, gradually, some people's expressions became strange: "He is indeed powerful, but Zhen Gao cannot harm him, and he seems to have no way to deal with Zhen Gao either? He made such a confident statement before, and now he probably regrets it, right?"

"Boom!"

Another loud bang rang out, and Zhengao took a step back, his face looking rather grim. But not far away, he saw that Lü Yang's figure had not wavered at all.

He was completely unharmed.

Throughout the entire ordeal, Lü Yang never launched a single counterattack, allowing Zheng Gao to use all his methods, which made Zheng Gao's face grow increasingly gloomy.

This alone puts Lü Yang in an unassailable position against him.

"But you didn't win either!"

Zhengao let out a cold laugh, changed his hand seals, and a vast radiance gathered in his palm. This was all the magical power he had extracted from Lü Yang's body.

Without magical power, relying solely on this physical body, one is better able to maintain the status quo than to make progress. What can one use to defeat oneself?

Just one punch?
Let's see what you're going to use to throw a punch!
"Gone?"

Finally, seeing Zhengao switch from offense to defense, Lü Yang made his move. As he slowly stepped forward, his outstretched hand gradually clenched.

"The power of magic is well-deserved. Giving you the first move is already giving you a lot of face. Now it depends on your luck and how fast others react."

".What?"

Zhengao was stunned when he heard this. He could understand Lu Yang's words before, which were about how lucky he was, but why did he also have to consider how fast other people reacted?

However, he no longer had time to think.

As he spoke, Lü Yang slowly pulled his clenched fist behind his back, stretching his arm as if drawing a bow and raising it high.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked!

It requires no magical power whatsoever; it is the purest form of Dharma. Zhengao's frenzied attack had already fully charged Lü Yang's [Rebirth Form].

【The Mysterious Light of Calamity】!
The dim light exploded like a storm on Lü Yang's fist, carrying an image of great terror and annihilation, and slammed solidly into Zhengao!
Dodge? Block?
It's useless!
Even Angxiao was thoroughly beaten when he first encountered Jie Sha Xuan Guang, so how could Zhengao be an exception?

In a daze, Zhen Gao seemed to see a scene from the future, the scene anchored by the [Calamity Fiend Profound Light]. Giving him no room to maneuver, the dim light climbed onto his body, rendering him immobile. He could only watch helplessly as the fist struck him squarely in the face—

"boom!!!"

The next second, Zhengao rose up like a shooting star, dragging thousands of rays of light, and crashed into the majestic palace behind him.

At this moment, even the starry sea lost its luster.

Under the astonished gazes of dozens of people, Lü Yang's fist remained firmly suspended in mid-air, intercepted by another hand, and did not actually hit its target.

What repelled Zhen Gao and seriously injured him was merely the aftershock of his punch.

He is lucky.

Haoyuan reacted very quickly.

(End of this chapter)