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The Seven Heroes of Wudang had already dealt with the remaining masters and were now focusing all their efforts on Dongfang Bubai. Seeing Jin Ling’s sheer ferocity, their eyes widened in shock.

The third-generation Wudang disciples were equally astonished, unable to believe their eyes. They knew Jin Ling was strong, but they never imagined he could be this powerful. It was almost absurd!

Was this really the same gentle little monkey who played around with the senior brothers, unfazed by their teasing?

In that moment, the Wudang disciples felt a surge of emotion. Jin Ling considered Wudang his home and loved the senior brothers and uncles, which was why he had restrained himself. His affection for Wudang was evident.

Dongfang Bubai, on the other hand, broke into a cold sweat. Neither Devil Blade Ding Peng nor the Esoteric Buddhist monk was weak, but they could barely hold their own against Jin Ling when working together. He felt a tinge of relief; if he had faced Jin Ling alone, he would have been crushed in no time. The spiritual light enveloping Jin Ling indicated that his own bizarre techniques might be useless against him.

Jin Ling’s movements seemed slow, but his eyes occasionally flashed with light, almost as if he was developing spiritual vision. This made Ding Peng and the Esoteric Buddhist monk’s actions appear slower in his eyes, one of the key reasons he could fight two opponents at once.

The scene grew eerily quiet as the three supreme experts clashed, with everyone’s gaze fixed on their figures. Xie Xiaofeng stood silently, his hand gripping his sword hilt, his expression complex.

Ding Peng, his long-time rival, had improved since their last duel, yet he couldn’t gain any advantage against Jin Ling. This realization meant that he himself wasn’t a match for Jin Ling either. As someone who prided himself on his swordsmanship, this revelation was a blow to his confidence. He had hoped to witness Ning Changge’s sword techniques, but now he wondered if he was even worthy.

Yao Yue felt similarly. Usually calm and composed, her expression had changed more in one day than in an entire year, matching her internal shock. Jin Ling’s ferocity surpassed that of the Heaven-Man realm experts present, leaving them uncertain of their chances against him.

Even Zhu Wushi, usually unfathomable, looked serious. Although he hadn’t made a move, he sensed that even using his absorption technique, his chances of victory were only fifty-fifty, if that.

The three experts, standing at the pinnacle of the Ming martial world, now found themselves feeling inferior to a mere monkey. Their internal turmoil was evident.

But that wasn’t the most crucial point.

The most crucial point was that everyone knew this intelligent monkey was merely a servant to that figure seated on the altar.

Thinking about this made it difficult for them to breathe.

Their eyes involuntarily drifted to the figure of the celestial-like daoist priest, Ning Changge, who appeared to be in a transcendent state, unaffected by the terrifying clash below. With such a powerful servant, what kind of unimaginable strength did Ning Changge possess?

“Could it be… has he already reached the Earthly Immortal realm?” This thought crossed everyone’s minds, making their pupils contract.

An Earthly Immortal was an exalted figure, standing at the peak of martial arts, making even Heaven-Man experts seem insignificant in comparison.

“No, that’s impossible! If an Earthly Immortal had appeared, there would be signs in the heavens and earth. All Heaven-Man experts would have sensed it!” They shook their heads immediately.

“So what realm is this person in?” The curiosity in the hearts of the experts grew.

Jin Ling’s presence made Ning Changge seem even more mysterious. Even the previous rumors about him refining golden bodies with Pure Yang True Fire hadn’t made them anticipate his actions as much as they did now.

Yet, Ning Changge sat with his eyes closed, showing no intention of intervening. This left them feeling as if their hearts were being scratched by a cat.

The battle on the field grew more intense.

The Wudang disciples had captured or killed those trying to seize the saber and were now retreating to leave the arena to the top-tier experts, avoiding the fallout of their clash.

The battlefield divided into two groups.

One group consisted of the Seven Heroes of Wudang fighting Dongfang Bubai. Though their strength had waned, they could still hold their own against him. The air was filled with the clashing sounds of swords and needles.

The other group saw Jin Ling battling Ding Peng and the Esoteric Buddhist monk. Though fewer in number, their battle was far more intense. The monk, having activated his Dragon-Elephant Golden Body, seemed as if cast in gold, even more formidable than the three monks from before. Their fists and strikes resounded like thunder, causing weaker spectators to turn pale.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the three Heaven-Man experts seemed to be in a tight spot, unable to withdraw, as the mysterious Wudang celestial had yet to make a move. It was hard to imagine what would happen if he did.

Realizing the situation was hopeless and that seizing the Dragon-Slaying Saber was no longer possible, the Esoteric Buddhist monk made a swift decision, his voice hoarse as he shouted, “We must join forces, or we won’t escape today!”

Delaying any longer could lead to unforeseen complications, especially if any other Heaven-Man experts decided to support Wudang.

Ding Peng and Dongfang Bubai silently nodded in agreement.

At this point, dignity was the least of their concerns.