C1101 Innate State

"Who is it?" "What kind of man are you trying to hide from me for? Show yourself if you're capable!" Hearing the voice, Zhang San's face immediately became serious and serious. He urged his Dharma Idol onto his head and stared at the direction of the voice as he shouted angrily.

He wasn't the only one. Even Chen Baian and Zhao Qinghui looked at him as if they were facing a formidable enemy. It wasn't because of anything else but because this person spoke in the purest Chinese and even had a bit of the accent of a Chinese movie. This land was located in the extreme north of the Arctic Mountain Range. Besides Zhao Song's descendants, who else could it be?

"Another Deity Stage Master. Interesting." However, this technique of yours is similar to condensing and hasn't solidified yet. I'm afraid that you didn't rely on your own cultivation to reach the Spirit Transformation realm. Compared to that boy a moment ago, you are far inferior …

"The other old man is quite old and is actually at the Heavenly Reaching Realm. He hasn't even touched the edge of the Spirit Transformation realm; I've lived for such a long time in vain and I'm already ashamed for you. As for the rest of the brat, don't show your fangs and brandish your claws; with just his skills alone, he's far from what I can see.

That voice acted as if it didn't hear the words of Zhang SanKuang. Instead, it was filled with a strange smile as it spoke to the crowd, as though it was completely looking down on them. It was as if such a strong person in the outside world was nothing but a bunch of chickens and dogs to him. Such an arrogant attitude was enough to anger anyone who saw him and wanted to slap him a few times.

However, although the hearts of the crowd were full of indignation, the fear of the owner of this voice only grew stronger and stronger in the hearts of the crowd. Although this young man was extremely arrogant, every word he said was aimed at the weak points of the crowd. It was indeed by chance that Zhang Sanmeng borrowed the Peach Blossom to break through his barrier and was taught the Spirit Severing stage by Lin Bai. Only then did he barely manage to step into the Spirit Severing stage.

As for Chen Baian, with his age, being unable to step into the Deity Stage was indeed the biggest regret in his heart. As he was being mocked by this mysterious voice, his old face was covered in a blush, wishing that he could find a hole to hide in.

"Bragging, what do you know! If you really have the ability, then you need to be a shy monkey with a red buttocks. If you want to talk nonsense, why don't you show your face and let us see what kind of ability you have! " Zhang Sanmeng was infuriated as he stared in the direction of the sound, cursing loudly.

"The Soul Formation stage has already become the Master's lifelong pursuit. It seems like this path will really fall apart and it will never be as glorious as when Master and the rest were together … "It's no wonder that I've been living underground for so long. Those who want to come in and get something cheap are all trash."

After the mysterious voice heard this, it suddenly muttered to itself before chuckling: "Youngster, this old man hates it the most when people call me 'red-ass monkey'. Since you are so sincere in begging me to attack, I will let you experience it!"

Not good! As the sound of his voice faded, a bad feeling rose in Lin Bai's heart. After stepping into the Spirit Transformation realm, Lin Bai's sixth sense had also risen, and his fear of the unknown had risen to an extremely high level. At this moment, he only felt that the terrifying aura was as vast as an ocean. Moreover, it was only the first contact, but he already felt the blood in his body surging, as if his body was about to explode!

His back was full of goosebumps, even his hair stood on end, although he could not see the exact location of the sound. But Lin Bai still abruptly rotated his Dharma Idol, and adjusted his Dharma Idol in the direction of Zhang SanKui, wanting to block the attack of this Qi.

However, before Lin Bai's Dharma Idol could turn its head, the surging aura had already arrived in front of Zhang SanKuang. The Qi was like a gigantic palm that, after a slight collision, had shattered the Qi above Zhang Sanmeng's head into pieces. Then, it crashed into the top of Zhang Sanmeng's head, causing his entire body to fall limply to the ground.

"Senior apprentice-brother!" Lin Bai was infuriated. His Dharma Idol continuously circled around him, trying to find the direction of the aura. However, no matter how he used his Spiritual Sense, he could not find any clues. It was as if the person had already blended into the world. Only Zhang SanKuang was lying on the ground weakly with his face twisted, as if he was suffering from endless pain.

Everyone couldn't help but take a step back when they saw Zhang SanKuang's expression. With just a wave of his hand, he had knocked a Deity Stage master unconscious. Just how terrifying was this person's cultivation? Only then would he be able to treat everyone else as nothing.

"Junior, don't worry. Your senior brother won't die." Seeing that Lin Bai was extremely terrified, the Dharma Idol revealed a ferocious and furious expression, as if it was about to attack the surroundings at any moment, the voice said unhurriedly, "If I wanted to kill him, I would have killed him a hundred times over. "He took the chance to enter the Soul Formation stage. Even though it may seem dangerous for me to shatter his body, it is still his good fortune."

Without a word, Lin Bai rushed in front of Zhang SanKuang, grabbed his pulse, narrowed his eyes and began observing his pulse. After a moment, the expression on his face slowly relaxed. Even though Zhang SanKuang had fainted at this moment, his pulse was still very strong. Clearly, he was not in danger of death. If one looked closely, his face was covered by a layer of fog.

Ordinary people might not know what this mist was, but Lin Bai knew very well that this was the power of faith that came from Zhang SanKuang's broken mana. If he didn't break it, he would break it and create it. Things might turn out as the mysterious voice said. After Zhang Sanmeng experiences this ordeal, he might gain something unexpected and his Dharma Idol would become a lot more solid.

The more he tried to figure it out, the more fear Lin Bai felt. Just what kind of skill did the owner of this voice have? He was able to break through the protection of Three Frenzies' mana with a flick of his finger and shatter his technique. This level of cultivation could be said to be unheard-of and unheard-of by Lin Bai. Even though Lin Bai himself was able to defeat Zhang SanKuang, he would never be able to do it so easily.

With this person's skill, the outcome of the battle with him was still unknown. However, if the two sides were to engage, he would not be able to protect the safety of the others. It would be as easy as flipping his palm if he wanted to take away the lives of the people in the arena. Thinking of this, Lin Bai began to sweat profusely. His entire back was drenched in sweat and stuck to his body.

"Junior Lin Bai, I hope senior can make an appearance." Before this, there were many acts of aggression, so I hope that Senior will not take it to heart. Lin Bai slowly stood up and cupped his fists towards the sky. He suddenly thought of a legend and his expression became as though he had seen a ghost. He asked in a trembling voice, "Senior, have you reached the Innate Realm?"

"Innate? "It seems like that's what my previous master said …" The owner of the voice muttered to himself before saying, "Junior, I didn't think that you would have such sharp eyes. To think that you would be able to see through my cultivation level."

As the voice faded away, other than the white-robed female who did not know much about the ancient martial arts and the Chinese style, everyone else's faces were filled with terror. Even the calm and experienced Chen Baian was flabbergasted, and his expression was the same as Lin Bai's, as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

"Is the Nascent Realm really that powerful? How did you all become like this …" It was as if the expressions of Lin Bai and the rest could not escape the eyes of the owner of the voice. When he saw their expressions, he mumbled something uncertainly.

"Amazing? "He is more than amazing. He is simply amazing …" After he shook his head slowly, he retracted his Dharma Idol. He knew that things could only be done for now and there would be no more disputes. He cupped his hands together and said seriously, "Senior, please stop messing with the juniors. Please show yourself."

The Upper Sky Realm was what the ancient martial arts of China called the stage above the Transformation Realm. By practicing the Internal Martial Arts, one could form the Innate True Divine Light and release the qi to wound others. As the proverb goes, a person is born with the righteous energy of heaven and earth. They also possess the astral energy and control over life and death. Those who know this will live, and those who are ignorant will die. The power of the Pre-Sky Realm, which went through twelve meridians in a day, had fused with the blood in his body.

The person who refines the qi will combine the human and the Heavenly Dipper. The inner and the outer qi will combine with the inner qi. The person who refines the qi will use the inner qi. At this realm, there was no need to use punches or kicks anymore. As long as you moved your mind and breathed in and out, you would be able to injure people. Even shaking your own qi and blood could cause a lot of damage to normal people.

However, in the ancient martial arts sects of China, success in cultivating the Astral Nova was already a myth. Lin Bai had only heard of it from an old senior who had reached the Transformation Boundary when chatting with Li Tianyuan. To a Martial Master at the moment, although the transformation realm was unattainable, there were still people who were real. However, the aura of the Innate Heavenly Dipper was only a rumor; it was intangible and indiscernible.

To a Martial Master, being able to cultivate in the Qi of the First Heavenly Layer was equivalent to reaching the Spirit Transformation Stage. Furthermore, according to Lin Bai's deduction, a Martial Master who had cultivated to the First Heavenly Layer would probably be even more powerful than a Spirit Transformation Stage Martial Grand Master.

The reason for that was because the Martial Arts Master relied on a technique, while the Martial Masters relied on a surging and peerless blood energy. At the Xiantian realm, a Martial Master's vital energy and blood was as vigorous as an ocean. It was extremely difficult for a technique to attack them, so a technique would not be effective against these people. By the time they were three feet away from him, his physique was far inferior to theirs, so there was no way he could survive.

However, there was no absolute. An external technique like Lin Bai's had reached the Transformation Stage, and his technique had reached the Spirit Transformation Stage. Normally, if those Martial Masters at the Nascent Realm were to fight with him, they would have a headache and have difficulty gaining the upper hand.

But according to the old man, Lin Bai was only at the early stage of Soul Formation, and the owner of the voice in front of him could have knocked out Zhang San with a wave of his hand. If the two of them were to clash, perhaps Lin Bai would be able to preserve his life. However, if he wanted to win against this young man, it would be extremely difficult.

Needless to say, there were still so many people following Lin Bai. When they fought, their thoughts were unavoidable. It was likely that they would only end up losing or not winning.

"After so many years, it's rare for me to meet such an interesting fellow. Then, I'll come out and take a look at all of you." The voice was silent for a long time before it finally spoke again. However, there was an unconcealable excitement in its tone, as if it was also rather curious about Lin Bai.