Returning To The Cultivation World Through A Game Chapter 233
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What followed were explosions of various colors.
Comparing each and every one of them to a solar explosion is by no means an exaggeration.
It was difficult for others to react because everything happened almost in an instant.
They didn't even have time to think about whether what they saw was real or just an illusion.
But the resulting effect showed that Qin Tian had indeed unleashed a counterattack.
Yuli and Feng Qingxue who knew Qin Tian couldn't help but stare at Qin Tian's real body standing beside them.
"What technique did you just use?" Feng Qingxue asked.
Obviously she was sure that they weren't illusions.
Qin Tian who was feeling satisfied gave her a faint smile before replying, "Do you want to know?"
He wanted to continue, but Feng Qingxue suddenly turned her gaze elsewhere as she said, "Stop talking about it if you don't want to tell!"
"..."
'Those are not the words I expected,' Qin Tian thought.
Of course, he wouldn't tell her because it was one of his big secrets. But his intention to tease her a bit ended up failing as she instantly lost interest.
He then looked back at the site of the explosion.
'Oh, this didn't go according to my plan.
...
The explosions had little effect on the six Paragons.
Even though they were taken aback, they still managed to retreat to avoid the explosion.
After the explosions calmed down enough, one of them then waved to sweep away the remnants of the explosion. In an instant, the sky that was full of destruction became clean again as before.
Immediately after that they saw the figure of a middle-aged man who had already lost both his legs lying there. He also lost consciousness.
It was indeed not according to Qin Tian's plan as his spiritual body was unable to escape the explosions. Worse, he was even seriously injured. Running out of spiritual energy caused his defense to drop drastically.
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Luckily his disguise wasn't erased just because of that.
The Paragons naturally breathed a sigh of relief seeing him faint and badly injured. Even though it didn't live up to their expectations, it was still better than if he survived.
Some of them then looked at the people watching them with bulging eyes.
If anyone dared to make a move, they would probably attack simultaneously once again.
None of the ancestors dared to move, yet a young man with a gentle face suddenly stepped forward, stupefying the crowd once again. Of course, he was Qin Tian's other spiritual body.
"Anyone still dares to come forward?" Say someone.
People started judging Qin Tian who seemed gentle and naive.
An ancestor snorted coldly before saying, "A young man is first time away from home, can't tell the difference between a cat and a tiger."
"Son, you better back off now before it's too late," a kind ancestor advised.
Qin Tian ignored the words of the first ancestor, but he cupped his fists at the second ancestor. "Thank you master for the advice, but as the Buddha Emperor said, who would explore hell if not me?" "I'm here to show you that even hell we can explore," he said in a soft voice.
His words not only shocked the people, even the Paragons were annoyed.
"Young man," the old lion said. "You can say whatever you want in your house due to a lack of listeners, but here, there are plenty that could eat you alive. Do you think you're the Emperor?"
He opened his lion mouth so people were nervous. With such a big mouth, he could definitely swallow a mountain.
"He is dead, his fate will be more tragic than that man," said a junior.
"There's no point in advising him, it's like playing music to an ox, he won't understand what's good and what's bad." An ancestor added.
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Of course, even though they said that, in their hearts they truly admired his courage, it was just that they did not dare to speak their mind.
A crooked-nosed old man then came forward and said, "A capable tongue but trembling hands. Even a young man dares to come forward, but you are afraid of your numbers, and here, you still dare to call yourselves invincible ancestors."
He was also Qin Tian's spiritual body in disguise.
What he said made the ancestors who were hiding themselves feel ashamed.
His appearance made the Paragons even more disturbed.
The old lion looked at him with bulging eyes and said, "I can be generous to a young man, but for an old man like you who still can't tell the difference between good and bad. This old man will not hesitate to eat you."
"It depends whether you have the ability to do that? If you dare, fight me alone," he answered fearlessly.
"Hmph, since that's what you want, try this claw of mine!" The old lion snorted coldly.
He then took a step forward with his large feet before swinging his long claws at him.
Qin Tian did not retreat, but charged forward while releasing his aura. He released the aura of an ancient saint. Of course, if he wanted to, he could also release the Paragon aura.
Seeing his aura, the old lion immediately sneered. "Just an ancient saint, it is an honor for you to die in my claws."
"Is that so?" Qin Tian also sneered.
Shua..
He then disappeared from there.
"Dao of Space!" Said someone with sharp eyes.
Right after he said that, Qin Tian then appeared above the old lion's head.
Bang...
His slender hand suddenly swelled up to the size of a mountain, it then transformed into the shape of a mighty dragon with a glossy black color. It was even almost as big as the old lion.
An ancient and sacred aura radiated from the dragon so that the old lion almost dropped its head.
It was still the eighth stage Iron Dragon Fist, he was just using it in other ways.
Even though he had already mastered the ninth stage, he was quite worried about using it because he knew that it was simply too powerful. He wasn't even sure if his spiritual energy was enough to use it. The ninth stage was basically a Transcendent level technique.
He originally thought it was on par with emperor techniques, but most emperor techniques were clearly lacking compared to that. Emperors in the sixteen heavens were unable to fully unleash their power so the techniques they cultivated were also less than intact. It was different from the Iron Dragon Fist, it was a perfect and profound technique.
Even the eighth stage was enough to elevate the user's strength to the next stage.
Roar...
The dragon then roared as it descended towards the old lion.
The sky rumbled like a thousand Thunders exploding.
The old lion didn't have a chance to react, the dragon's head directly hit its back until it was twisted.
The sound of thousands of bones cracking from the old lion made people's ears hurt.
The original Qin Tian who was watching from afar smiled faintly yet coldly. "Maybe if you die, people won't be afraid anymore," he said.
At the same time, his spiritual body disguised as a gentle youth showed a cold expression.
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