Although they weren’t on-site, they could all sense that power! If it had been any other Cultivator, their body would have been torn to pieces long ago! Yet this guy... despite struggling so intensely, his Physical Body was completely unharmed! They all stared with wide eyes, a wide smile spreading across the young Daoist boy’s face.

A nearby Daoist recovered his senses and immediately offered his congratulations. "Congratulations, Sect Master! Felicitations, Sect Master! With this Precious Body, you will undoubtedly reign supreme over the world!"

Another chimed in, "Reign supreme? You’re thinking too small! With this Precious Body, the Sect Master will ascend to the absolute apex! Our Corpse Moving Sect will become the number one sect in the Star Domain!"

While they were busy fawning over the young Sect Master, his expression grew even more smug. But their adulation was cut short when they were all suddenly left dumbstruck. They had heard a loud bursting sound.

BANG!

Looking closely, they saw that the Corpse-pulling Threads had all shattered! As for their target, aside from his clothes being shredded into rags, his Physical Body was completely unscathed! They were all dumbfounded.

"Damn it, that’s no Precious Body! That’s a one-of-a-kind divine physique!"

"Holy hell, how can he be this overpowered!"

"This is just too absurd!"

Aside from the young Sect Master, the rest of the Daoists were all murmuring among themselves. They had been here for a long time and had seen countless powerful individuals, but never had they encountered anyone with a Physical Body this strong! And he had only just entered the Holy Realm! If he were allowed to continue cultivating, he would become unstoppable!

No, I can’t wait any longer! If I let him escape, I won’t find another body to match this for the next ten thousand years, let alone a hundred! the young Sect Master thought.

He decided to use a stronger method.

"You few, make your move!" he commanded.

Instantly, all the other Daoists vanished without a trace.

On the other side, Ning Xuan raised an eyebrow. He had noticed them the moment they moved, but their actions piqued his curiosity. Instead of coming toward him, they each burrowed into the ground.

I’d like to see what other tricks you can pull, he thought with a cold snort.

The headless corpse that had attacked him earlier had already exploded into a white mist. As for the one that had been randomly attaching heads to itself, Ning Xuan had smashed it into oblivion with a Dao Mark. The leader’s methods had been novel at first, and Ning Xuan had been quite interested. Who knew their blood threads would turn out to be such a joke? It was truly disappointing.

Fortunately, the young Sect Master of the Corpse Moving Sect had no idea what Ning Xuan was thinking, or he would have surely exploded with rage. Seeing the Daoists burrow underground instead of attacking him directly, Ning Xuan was naturally intrigued. As a result, several more rotting corpses soon clawed their way out of the ground, each one’s aura even more terrifying than those before.

In response, Ning Xuan couldn’t help but feel deeply disappointed. Seeing the rotting corpses about to pounce, he shouted, "Hold it!"

The rotting corpses actually froze, their hollow eye sockets fixed on him. To Ning Xuan’s surprise, he could almost see bewilderment, confusion, and incomprehension in their vacant gazes.

This is pretty ridiculous, he thought.

"Can you guys try something new?" Ning Xuan complained. "The random heads and those blood threads were at least a little interesting, even if they were utterly useless. But look at you now. I mean, can you put a little more effort into it?"

The rotting corpses were stunned. To be precise, the Daoists controlling them from the shadows were stunned.

Are you even human?! This is one of our secret techniques! We haven’t even fully unleashed it, and he’s already complaining?! We’re not putting on a show for him! This is a life-or-death battle! Can you please take this seriously?!

Meanwhile, deep underground, the young Sect Master’s face turned green with anger. The Corpse-pulling Thread was one of the greatest techniques of their Corpse Moving Sect, responsible for the fall of countless renowned experts, and this guy had the nerve to look down on it! How utterly preposterous!

Fuming, he became ruthless. A tiny, humanoid Talisman appeared on each of the five fingers of his left hand. As he clenched his fist...

BOOM!

The bodies of the five Daoists controlling the corpses from behind all exploded! The resulting blood mist didn’t fall or rise; instead, it instantly transformed into countless blood threads that shot toward the five rotting corpses!

Ning Xuan watched as the blood threads drilled into the decaying bodies. The rotting corpses instantly fleshed out! In just a moment, they were no longer corpses but had transformed into living, breathing humans! The instant the five of them opened their eyes...

CRACK!

BOOM! RUMBLE—

The very void around them flashed with lightning and roared with thunder, as if a peerless being had descended, ready to sunder the heavens and create a new world!

"Now this is much more interesting!"

Faced with this scene, Ning Xuan’s eyes lit up with excitement. He immediately made his move. A mountainous Dao Mark materialized and slammed down!

However, the five things below—not quite human, not quite ghost—showed no reaction at all.

BOOM!

They were smashed directly into the ground by his strike.

PTUI!

Ning Xuan felt as if he’d been struck by lightning and violently spat out a mouthful of blood. It seemed his attack hadn’t struck them, but himself!

His eyes narrowed. The five ghostly things immediately reappeared before him. Staring at him, they let out bizarre laughter, as if mocking him for overestimating his own strength.

"Very good. You’re finally putting up a real fight!" Ning Xuan was still smiling, his excitement growing. The opponent’s technique was bizarre yet effective—a truly rare and clever move. He decided it was the perfect opportunity to test the ancient method he had been studying for several days.

He called it an ancient method, but when he raised his hand, his attack looked no different from before. It was still taking the form of a Dao Mark.

In the shadows, the young Sect Master was taken aback.

Why won’t this guy give up?! No! That’s not right! There must be some incredible power hidden in that attack!

Though he couldn’t see what was different, he immediately took further action. Tiny humanoid Talismans appeared on his five fingers once more. He quickly bit his other index finger and dragged it across the five Talismans.

Instantly, the auras of the five beings outside grew terrifyingly stronger. Their figures flickered, scattering as they all charged toward Ning Xuan at extreme speed.

At that moment, Ning Xuan pressed his palm down.

BOOM!

A single, massive explosion echoed. The five puppets, already in different positions, all blew apart!

The young Sect Master, watching from the shadows, widened his eyes in utter disbelief.

"What kind of technique is this?" he murmured, completely stunned by Ning Xuan’s move.

However, despite his shock, he did not halt his technique. Ning Xuan immediately noticed that the exploding blood mist had escaped his control and was draining into the ground. At the same time, a heart-palpitating aura began to emanate from beneath the earth.

The young Sect Master’s voice rang out, "Ning Xuan, you have every right to be proud. The one who is about to appear hasn’t been seen in public for countless years!"

He had expected Ning Xuan’s face to show shock, solemnity, or even fear and horror. Unexpectedly...