Our eldest brother never hides good things from us.

While Ren Yuanzi was sighing, everyone else outside was also looking at Chang Wen, each with their own thoughts.

"No wonder the Holy Alliance is so wary of the Great Light Sutra, now I understand..."

The Venerable White Eyebrows seemed to have a clear understanding and was convinced of the power of the Great Light Sutra.

To fight against a fourth-level Mahayana cultivator with the cultivation of a peak Tribulation Transcending cultivator without being defeated—something no one in history had ever accomplished—was clearly unfolding before his very eyes.

I ask you.

If Changwen reaches the pinnacle of Mahayana Buddhism, is there anyone in the world who can suppress him?

I'm afraid not.

That's why many people in the Imperial Continent don't want to see Chang Wen rise to power.

"I thought it was just a minor incident, but I never expected it to escalate to this point..."

The White-Browed Venerable glanced at Ren Yuanzi discreetly.

If Ren Yuanzi hadn't taken that step, Chang Wen wouldn't have dared to act like that; he probably wouldn't have survived this year.

But there are no "what ifs" in life. Ren Yuanzi has already taken that step. He will inevitably protect Chang Wen's safety, and then... things will not end well.

Now that things have come to this, he has no control over how the situation develops and can only wait and see.

"The Great Light Sutra, is it really that terrifying?"

Upon witnessing Chang Wen's challenge against the Mahayana realm, even Jiang Daolin couldn't help but change color.

That's something even he couldn't do, how could anyone in this tiny Northern Wilderness possibly accomplish it?

"You deserve to die."

Before long, his gaze fell on Chang Wen, cold and indifferent.

He finally understood why his father had repeatedly instructed him to get rid of Chang Wen when he arrived.

If this isn't dealt with, once Chang Wen reaches the peak of the Mahayana stage, his title as the number one genius of the Imperial Continent will become a joke.

For this reason alone, Chang Wen should be dealt with.

"Hmm? Father, why did you come in person?"

Just as Jiang Daolin was thinking this, he suddenly realized something and turned to look at a certain point on the horizon.

There lurked a powerful aura there, belonging to his father, the head of the Jiang family, one of the most prominent figures in the Imperial Continent.

"Kill this brat at all costs."

An extremely indifferent voice echoed in his mind, then fell silent.

"I know."

Jiang Daolin was slightly taken aback, then responded telepathically.

Demon-Suppressing Peak.

Chang Wen was naturally unaware that a colossal crisis was quietly brewing outside.

He continued to beat Taiyi relentlessly, determined to severely injure him before he regained consciousness.

The thunderous explosions continued unabated, leaving the hundreds of millions of cultivators present dumbfounded.

Before meeting Chang Wen, they had always thought that "super genius" was a compliment. But now, they felt that "super genius" was far from enough to describe Chang Wen.

How could someone with peak Tribulation Transcending cultivation beat a fourth-level Mahayana cultivator?

His achievements are truly unparalleled throughout history, setting a precedent in the annals of immortality. Which figure from ancient times to the present can compare to him?

Even the legendary undefeated king of war would be no match for him. He's simply too overpowered.

"Tai was born at the wrong time..."

The cultivator from the Northern Wilderness couldn't help but sigh, then felt sorry for Taiyi.

A five-hundred-year-old Mahayana fourth-level cultivator, possessing a Chaos Saint Body, would be an unparalleled genius anywhere. Yet, he happens to be living in the same era as Chang Wensheng…

It's truly a cruel twist of fate.

"Don't speak too soon, Taiyi hasn't been defeated yet."

An expert cultivator commented objectively, "Didn't you all notice? Although Chang Wen punched Taiyi countless times, he didn't cause much damage."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone couldn't help but take a closer look.

And it really is true.

Although Taiyi was beaten black and blue, his aura didn't fluctuate much. This meant he hadn't suffered any internal injuries and his fighting strength remained intact.

I just don't know why I was so focused.

Once he regains consciousness, the outcome remains to be seen.

"Look! Taiichi fought back!"

Someone in the crowd shouted something, causing everyone to turn to look at Taiyi. What happened?

Here's the thing.

After being punched tens of thousands of times by Chang Wen, the milky white energy in Taiyi's body finally disappeared, and he regained consciousness.

Upon waking up, he was immediately beaten by Chang Wen, which triggered a surge of anger and a furious counterattack.

Putting everything else aside.

The difference in strength between the two was still too great. After Taiyi launched a full-scale counterattack, Chang Wen was still somewhat outmatched and was directly blasted away.

Furthermore, his aura fluctuated violently, causing an uproar throughout the venue.

"In the end, I still suffered from my low level of understanding."

People immediately saw the key point: "Chang Wen's punches didn't hurt Taiyi at all. But Taiyi could inflict damage on Chang Wen, which was extremely dangerous."

"After a few rounds, Chang Wen's chances of winning are almost zero."

"Yes, his skill level is still too low. I wonder if he has any other trump cards. If not, this battle is probably in jeopardy."

People draw conclusions.

The more than 30,000 disciples of the Haoran Immortal Sect all looked rather grim, worried for Chang Wen.

How come Taiyi is so fierce?

They're only just realizing it now.

Chang Wen was able to defeat Tai Yi with three successful moves at the Haoran Banquet not because Tai Yi was weak, but because Chang Wen was too strong.

Taiyi is always Taiyi.

If not for his literary talent, he would still be the undisputed number one hero of the Northern Wilderness. Unrivaled.

Thinking of this, they couldn't help but cast worried glances at Chang Wen.

How should our senior brother deal with Taiyi, who is so powerful?

……

"Next, it's my turn."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Taiyi's swollen eyes regained their sharpness, and without any hesitation, he charged straight at Changwen.

This time, his attention was far more focused than ever before.

"I refuse to believe you can unleash your ultimate freezing attack!"

As they walked, Taiyi shouted loudly.

It appears to be a provocation, but it's actually a tactic. It's very similar to the mental attack Chang Wen just launched.

Imagine.

He is currently rushing towards Chang Wen, so from his current position to get close to Chang Wen, he cannot do anything else.

Chang Wen, however, was able to adopt a variety of coping strategies.

Provoking Chang Wen at this time would undoubtedly attract his attention, disrupt his thinking, and prevent him from making the most perfect battle plan.

It's all about experience and details.

Having been tempered by the peak masters for a year, Chang Wen naturally wouldn't be fooled by such petty tricks.

After calming his mind, he looked directly at Taiyi, his eyes filled with solemnity.

Given the vast difference in their cultivation levels, it was virtually impossible for him to defeat Taiyi with his physical body alone. He had no choice but to use the Great Bright Sutra.

"If one volume isn't enough, then let's try another..."

Chang Wen not only did not dodge, but instead opened his arms to the astonished gazes of countless people.

"What is he doing?"

The cultivators from the Northern Wilderness were dumbfounded.

In this life-or-death situation, how could he expose his most vulnerable chest area? Was he out of his mind?

"Are you accepting death calmly? Does this mean you're not planning to resist?"

"Probably not. Chang Wen doesn't look like a fool. If he took a punch like that, he'd be seriously injured, if not killed. He couldn't possibly not know that..."

"Then explain to me what it means by him opening his arms?"

"I don't know, maybe she wanted to hug Taiichi?"

"..."

The crowd continued to discuss it.

No one could tell what Chang Wen was trying to do by spreading his arms, so everyone focused their attention and waited for the result.

soon.

Whispers like resounding heavenly music emanated from Chang Wen's mouth, reaching the ears of many.

They couldn't help but freeze in place, their bodies trembling uncontrollably...