Chapter 977: You Lost

At this moment, Qingyangzi couldn't help but become serious.

This kid had some skill; the power unleashed in that punch just now was extraordinary. If he hadn't reacted quickly, he might have fallen for it.

Outsiders watch the excitement, insiders watch the craft.

For the common folk, they naturally didn't understand the significance.

That punch had slightly warped the void, which to the commoners was like watching special effects.

But for some rogue cultivators, it was terrifying; if that punch had been aimed at them, they simply couldn't have taken it head-on.

The power it unleashed was truly formidable.

"Again." Qingyangzi's expression hardened, his robes rustling as streams of energy burst from his body like silk ribbons.

This duel was purely a contest of magical power, without any treasures.

"Fine, let me see what a True Immortal at the initial stage can do." Lin Fan roared, stomping one foot, his body instantly twisting.

But when looked again, only an afterimage remained at the spot.

Lin Fan's speed surpassed everything; in the blink of an eye, he had already appeared beside Qingyangzi.

Such speed shocked the onlookers outside.

Especially the disciples of the Heaven and Earth Sect, who were left dumbfounded.

They couldn't even track Lin Fan's figure.

"So fast."

…

A cold smile curled at the corner of Qingyangzi's mouth. A True Immortal lived as long as heaven and earth, with cultivation supreme; even at the initial stage, it was not something an Ancient Realm cultivator could contend with.

Without hesitation, Lin Fan's magical power surged violently. A dragon of magical power coiled around him, and spreading his ten fingers, he compressed the void and slammed them toward Qingyangzi.

"Interesting." Qingyangzi chuckled lightly, flicking his sleeve. The sleeve seemed to gain sentience, spinning out and wrapping around Lin Fan's ten fingers completely.

Rip!

This battle was a true contest, and Lin Fan didn't use any underhanded moves.

If he had, Qingyangzi would have lost earlier.

But Lin Fan wanted this kind of duel; he wanted to see how far he was from a True Immortal.

At that moment, Lin Fan's ten fingers spun like unstoppable blades, cutting through time and space, shredding Qingyangzi's sky-covering sleeve.

"Old man, show some real skill, or you'll lose for sure." Lin Fan's figure flickered, his battle intent surging sharply. A battle spirit formed from his intent burst forth from his body.

"So strong…" The Heaven and Earth Sect disciples hadn't expected this youth to fight their elder to such an extent; it astounded them.

"Good lad, so young yet already at the late Ancient Realm. Even in the Heaven and Earth Sect, you'd be a rare genius. But to shake a True Immortal, that's not enough."

"Today, this old man will teach you a lesson."

As he spoke, Qingyangzi's aura suddenly changed. Vaguely, a thumb-thick law coiled around his body—this was the True Immortal Law.

Seeing this, Lin Fan could also feel the aura emanating from the True Immortal Law.

Powerful!

This was a suppression at the fundamental level.

But to Lin Fan, what did that matter?

Ha!

Lin Fan roared, shaking his body. His originally calm eyes suddenly sharpened.

The magical power within him fully activated; even every cell began to expand, activating all the power he could unleash.

Feeling the aura Lin Fan emitted, Qingyangzi's mind trembled again. This power far exceeded the scope of the late Ancient Realm.

Bang!

Bang!

The faint True Immortal Law suddenly exploded, transforming into a vast force. Qingyangzi raised his hand, fingers forming a fist.

This fist was like the fist of heaven and earth; even a slight swing contained the rules of the world—a realm only True Immortals could comprehend.

"Kid, the greatest difference between the Ancient Realm and the True Immortal Realm is whether martial arts can integrate with the world's rules to become Dao arts. Even an ordinary punch contains immense power. This punch is the foundation of a True Immortal."

"True Immortal Fist!"

Qingyangzi's body moved slightly. On his fist seemed to appear an old man with white hair, who looked like a teacher of heaven and earth, instructing all beings on how to comprehend the world.

The fist hadn't arrived, but its vast power had already enveloped Lin Fan completely. Under this True Immortal force, his entire cultivation seemed suppressed.

Although a barrier had been set up around them, this aura still leaked out slightly.

This aura oppressed the crowd, making them feel like prostrating on the ground.

"So this is the might of a True Immortal." Lin Fan suddenly understood, showing an expression of realization, then chuckled lightly, "Martial arts comprehending the world to become Dao arts."

"It's nothing special."

Clang!

Suddenly, Lin Fan burst into laughter. His upright body stood like a sharp sword, towering in the void.

A sword intent reaching the heavens rose from the ground, shattering the sky.

At this moment, the sword intent Lin Fan unleashed was like the emperor of all sword intents. An invisible, sharp sword intent tore through the air, crushing toward the fist intent.

That keen sword intent cut through everything, destroying all. When it touched the True Immortal fist intent, it cleaved it apart.

"What?" Qingyangzi's face stiffened, showing shock.

But by then, it was too late.

Lin Fan moved, instantly vanishing from his spot.

His two fingers formed a sword. When he reappeared, he was already before Qingyangzi.

Lin Fan's fingers swept horizontally, pointing at Qingyangzi's forehead.

"You've lost." Lin Fan's voice was calm, as if stating something very ordinary.

Qingyangzi was stunned, as if unable to believe it.

He knew that if this kid willed it, his head would be instantly shredded by this sword intent.

"You haven't entered the True Immortal realm; how can your divine abilities comprehend the Dao…" Qingyangzi's voice suddenly turned hoarse, as if he had seen a ghost.

"What? Has no one done it before?" Lin Fan asked.

"No, there have…"

"Then what were they?" Lin Fan asked.

"Peerless geniuses."

Lin Fan withdrew his fingers, jumped off the battle platform, and walked away with his hands behind his back. "So what's there to be surprised about? They were peerless geniuses; can't I be one too?"

"Your strength is passable. The Heaven and Earth Sect is acceptable. I'll go to the sect tomorrow."

When Qingyangzi came to his senses, Lin Fan had already left, surrounded by the Lin family members.

"Damn! I… I." Qingyangzi's heart pounded violently. He hadn't expected to lose, and that kid was still so arrogant.

Those Heaven and Earth Sect disciples were also dumbfounded.

The elder had lost…

And Qingyangzi would never understand how that last finger had been done.

How could it shatter his True Immortal Fist?