Chapter 233: Dream Hao

The faces of a few old men were somewhat unnatural, their old faces unable to maintain composure. Although Meng Lie was not among the most outstanding of the younger generation of the Meng family, his cultivation was not weak, and he could contend with experts who had just broken through to the War King realm.

However, this powerful martial technique was effortlessly torn apart by the mysterious youth before them with his bare hands, without any flourish, simple and direct, exuding a domineering aura.

"This kid..." Seeing this, Xing Shan couldn't help but smile. He naturally knew the background of the mysterious youth; Yang Tian's name had already spread across the Eastern Continent, stirring up trouble among many super forces, and now he stood before them.

"Such a concealment technique is truly brilliant!" Xing Shan recalled something, his gaze sweeping over Yang Tian with some surprise. With his cultivation, he could only sense something off about Yang Tian's aura but could not discern his concealment method.

His technique torn apart in one blow, Meng Lie's face turned ugly. Hearing the discussions among the younger generation nearby, his face twitched violently.

"Take this move!" Gritting his teeth, Meng Lie instantly dashed toward Yang Tian, wind and thunder roaring from his palms, carrying a howling gale like muffled thunder, extremely terrifying. Two palm shadows shot forward.

Seeing this, Yang Tian smiled faintly. His body suddenly shook, a drum-like sound exploding, his flesh glowing with precious radiance. Layers of red clouds surged into the sky, scattering the clouds. His terrifying blood energy burst forth, causing the void to ripple slightly.

Boom! The powerful clash produced a piercing sonic boom. His black hair slightly raised, Yang Tian stood unmoving like a mountain, his entire being as steady as a rock. However, Meng Lie, as if struck by lightning, was sent flying into the distance before he could land.

Struck by the terrifying force, Meng Lie shot backward. He reacted quickly, shifting his form in midair, stepping on the void to dissipate the force. He stomped several times in succession, cracking the battle stage below.

After landing, he staggered backward several steps. Each step left cracks on the ground, spreading rapidly outward. He retreated dozens of steps, nearly falling headfirst to the ground.

"Hiss..." Some of the younger generation in the arena couldn't help but draw in a cold breath, their gazes sweeping over Yang Tian with surprise. They found it difficult to discern Yang Tian's cultivation level.

Meng Lie barely lifted his head, his face pale, his arms trembling slightly, blood seeping from his tiger's mouth. The punch Yang Tian had just delivered was not only fierce and unmatched, like a furnace, but also terrifyingly powerful, breaking several bones in his hand.

The group was petrified, unable to speak. Yang Tian had been too dominant; with one punch, he had sent Meng Lie flying dozens of zhang away, while his own figure remained utterly still, truly fearsome.

A fierce light flashed in Meng Lie's eyes, his expression extremely hostile. He had lost a lot of face today and wished he could slap Yang Tian to death.

Meng Lie's body suddenly charged toward Yang Tian. This time, he wasn't so foolish. As his fist wind howled, a fist glove appeared on his fist, black and translucent, emitting a cold gleam like black jade.

His speed was very fast, his fist force crackling loudly. Purple light blazed like the sun, radiating a dazzling momentum as he charged forward wildly. The powerful energy leaked out, causing nearby trees to sway and even crack, sending rocks flying into the air.

Squinting slightly, a cold smile curled on Yang Tian's face. Seeing the fist almost upon him, Yang Tian's hand suddenly pressed down.

"Kid, how will you dodge this time?" Seeing that Yang Tian didn't use any martial technique, a smile spread across Meng Lie's face. But just as the smile formed, it slowly froze, replaced by a look of horror.

He saw Yang Tian actually grab his fist. The back of Yang Tian's hand was like an old vine, without the slightest tremor.

The surrounding old men were unsettled, their faces unable to maintain composure. They had secretly used a tool, but it hadn't escaped their eyes, and now Yang Tian had directly caught it.

Xing Shan shook his head slightly, a hint of amusement rising on his fair face. Yang Tian's physical body was extremely formidable; a peak Mysterious Artifact certainly couldn't harm him.

Looking at Meng Lie's dazed expression, a hint of ruthlessness curled at the corner of Yang Tian's mouth. His hand suddenly exerted force, and the black fist glove instantly cracked, finally exploding with a "bang," fragments flying in all directions.

"Ah!" A pig-like scream rang out. Meng Lie's entire arm was twisted and deformed.

"Too brutal." Some of the surrounding youths widened their eyes. The arrogant Meng Lie was now subdued by the mysterious youth with one hand, unable to break free.

Just as Yang Tian was about to withdraw his force, a fierce gust of wind suddenly came from behind. Yang Tian's brow furrowed slightly. He curled his palm, and a burst of force erupted.

Bang! Behind him, a black-clad youth sensed the erupting force, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. He spun his body, and a powerful gale overflowed from within, dispersing the force in the void.

"Slap..." Yang Tian exerted a little force with his hand, directly tossing Meng Lie's body onto the martial stage. He rolled like a dead dog. At the same time, Yang Tian turned to look at the black-clad youth not far away.

"Meng Hao..." A voice of great surprise. A look of astonishment appeared on Yang Tian's face. He hadn't expected that the one who attacked him was Meng Hao.

"You are?" Hearing the mysterious youth's voice, Meng Hao frowned. The person before him left no impression on him. His thoughts turned for a moment, and when his gaze fell on the girl beside him, a look of sudden realization instantly appeared on his face.

"Yang... Oh... Why are you here?" His face changed rapidly, and Meng Hao rushed over cheerfully, causing the people around to roll their eyes.

"What's this act?" A group of youths scratched their heads. Meng Hao's status in the family was very high, and he had recently made a great contribution. Later, he entered the family's secret realm to receive a legacy. His strength was no less than Meng Lie's.

Yang Tian and Meng Hao left, chatting and laughing. Meng Lie's face was terribly red, his body extremely battered. But through the incident, he knew he couldn't defeat this mysterious youth, who had already shown mercy.

In a room, the two talked. Meng Hao had changed greatly from before. He used to be taciturn and very steady, but now he was extremely restless.

Yang Tian was also somewhat surprised. Meng Hao's strength had improved too quickly, as if skyrocketing. Yang Tian had spent far more time to reach his level.

If it were Qing Yuan standing before him reaching this height, he wouldn't be surprised, but this was somewhat astonishing.

As if understanding Yang Tian's confusion, he explained, "Hehe, actually, I received a legacy from my family. It's not comparable to yours; you've come step by step."

"I see!" Yang Tian showed a look of sudden realization. Families like theirs, with tens of thousands of years of heritage, had produced many strong individuals and naturally had many legacies.

"I came this time to go to the Dan Valley. I heard you're going too, and participating in the Alchemy Conference?" Meng Hao's eyes lit up. He had heard from Meng Yunxi that Yang Tian could now refine third-grade pills.

"Yes, I'm going to participate." Scratching his head, Yang Tian smiled. Just as they were chatting, Meng Yunxi and Yun'er walked in.

"Sister, you're here." Seeing the visitor, Meng Hao smiled.

Sister? Hearing this, surprise surged in Yang Tian's eyes again. Meng Hao and Meng Yunxi were siblings? This left him dumbfounded. Clearly, Meng Hao's status was very high, and his ability to go to the Martial Arts Mountain to fight to the death was intriguing.

Just as Yang Tian's thoughts were turning, he quickly stood up and asked a question that had been on his mind for a long time: "How is it? How much did you acquire?"

Meng Yunxi knew he was anxious and didn't complain much. She smiled sweetly, "Not much, exchanged for a small portion."

Yang Tian took Meng Yunxi's void ring and scanned it with his divine soul. There were twenty soul-nourishing herbs in total, but their grades were not high. Only one was a fifth-grade soul-nourishing herb; the rest were fourth-grade.

Although these twenty herbs were not many, they were extremely rare in the outside world. It was already difficult to exchange for them at this time. Moreover, some sixth-grade soul-nourishing herbs were even rarer, and with luck, one could exchange for a seventh-grade pill!

Meng Hao was completely confused, not knowing what they were exchanging. But from their expressions, it was clearly an extremely rare treasure.