C290 A True Super Genius!(1)

Woo Zhengyang truly didn’t know Moh Lunhui; he had only heard the name but had never met him. This was precisely why Woo Zhengyang was so puzzled. They were complete strangers, and he hadn’t heard of anyone Moh Lunhui was close to among those Woo Zhengyang had defeated. Why would Moh Lunhui go to such lengths, using any means necessary?

“Look over there, that’s your old nemesis. Make sure you recognize him, so you don’t get fooled in the Heavenly Martial Realm!” Fu Chuan pointed in a direction.

Following Fu Chuan’s gesture, Woo Zhengyang finally saw Moh Lunhui in person. He was a young man with ordinary features and a simple, honest appearance. Unlike the other Heavenly Martial Seeds, who wore colorful clothing, Moh Lunhui was dressed in plain gray attire, resembling a farm boy who had just joined a martial school.

What stood out even more was that while the other Heavenly Martial Seeds were either chatting with others or meditating in preparation for battle, Moh Lunhui was half-leaning against the barrier of the Heavenly Martial Realm, sound asleep.

This is Moh Lunhui?

Woo Zhengyang found it hard to connect this person’s appearance with the ruthless, unscrupulous Moh Lunhui he had heard about. However, there was one undeniable fact: just like Woo Zhengyang, Moh Lunhui was isolated, with no one around him. Both were formidable talents, feared and avoided by others.

As Woo Zhengyang observed Moh Lunhui, who was sound asleep, it seemed like Moh sensed something and opened his eyes.

In that instant, Zhengyang felt a jolt. Those eyes were bright like stars, a stark contrast to his otherwise unremarkable appearance. Zhengyang wasn't one to judge by looks, but Moh's simple demeanor was truly memorable. However, those piercing eyes quickly vanished, replaced by ordinary ones. Strangely, Fu Chuan, standing right next to Zhengyang, seemed oblivious to Moh's unusual moment.

"That guy does nothing but sleep or fight, just like you—both of you are quite the characters," Fu Chuan remarked to Zhengyang, then mused to himself, "Do you have to be a bit crazy or clueless to become a super genius? Should I develop some quirky habits too? Zhengyang is wild, Moh is clueless, should I become... dense? No, if I'm too dense, I might not even be able to train..."

While Fu Chuan rambled on, Zhengyang kept his eyes on Moh Lunhui. No matter how intently Zhengyang stared, Moh's eyes didn't shine again, and soon enough, he was back to sleeping soundly.

"Was that just now... a soul attack technique?" Zhengyang wondered, startled.

Woo Zhengyang was certain that what he just experienced wasn't an illusion. With the immense strength of his soul energy, even if Moh Lunhui was adept at creating illusions, Zhengyang wouldn't be so easily led astray. The only possibility was a soul attack, a legendary technique said to be far more advanced than any illusion.

A soul attack is like concentrating soul energy into a sharp blade. No matter how vast your soul energy is, if you can't refine it to the same intensity, you can't defend against it. Woo Zhengyang had a boundless amount of soul energy but lacked the method to wield it effectively. If the opponent possessed the power of a soul attack, breaking through would be a breeze.

That's precisely why Fu Chuan, who was right next to him, didn't notice Moh Lunhui's eyes lighting up. The soul attack was targeted solely at Woo Zhengyang.

"But hasn't the method for soul energy attacks been lost to time? How does Moh Lunhui possess it?" Zhengyang was deeply puzzled, and his estimation of Moh Lunhui rose significantly. This guy must have some hidden secrets.

Woo Zhengyang speculated that those previously defeated or injured by Moh Lunhui were likely victims of his soul attacks. Moh Lunhui had just been discreet enough that no one noticed. Even if there were some oddities, they were attributed to the uniqueness of his techniques.

If that's truly the case, Moh Lunhui's finger technique might not be as formidable as the legends suggest. His real strength lies in the soul attack he unleashes in an instant. Under this assault, his opponents either forget to defend themselves or react just a fraction too slow, and that moment can be fatal.

To defeat Moh Lunhui, one must withstand his soul attack. Even from a distance, Woo Zhengyang could feel his heart race. Up close, it's almost impossible not to be affected.

"Here they come, here they come..." Fu Chuan, who had stopped his muttering at some point, nudged Woo Zhengyang and said.

"Who's coming?"

"The one hosting the Heavenly Martial Dao Discussing Great Association. This time, it's Elder Beiming from the Heavenly Martial Sect. He's a master at the Reality Condensing Stage, a legendary figure from the same era as our Profound Heaven Sect's Grand Elder."

Elder Beiming, mentioned by Fu Chuan, appeared as an old man with white hair and a youthful face. In fact, many masters at the Reality Condensing Stage have this appearance, which is related to their level of cultivation and extended lifespan.

When a cultivator breaks through the Shape Gathering Stage, their lifespan extends to about 200 years. Breaking through to the Essence Shaking Stage increases it to 500 years.