I Can See Your Combat Power-Chapter 864: One Hundred and Fifty-Eight: Universe

Chapter 864 -One Hundred and Fifty-Eight: Universe

“Furthermore,” Sect Head Tang Zu extracted a short message from within his robes and wrapped it in Spiritual Power before sending it to Tang Luo’s hand, speaking indifferently, “First Head Sen left behind not only a wandering disciple in Jiejiang City’s sect branch but also a family letter. You should be able to see it when Minister Luo returns to the First Head’s residence in Lanshan City.”

“I see, thank you for informing me, Sect Head.”

Having listened to the end of these personal matters which were at length concluded, the impatiently waiting First Head of the Martial Hall from Fuling City, Tang Yi, hastily spoke up, “Alright, Minister Luo, you have asked and answered all questions. First Head Sen, with his Martial Arts Divinity, will certainly not face any danger. Now, let’s talk about your recent trip to Martial Saint Mountain. How significant is the gap between the martial arts of the disciples from our clans and those from the sects?”

Tang Yi, having been the commander of the God of War Army and having distinguished himself in the battle of Tang Mi, had now become the First Head of the Martial Hall of Fuling City. However, his straightforward nature had not changed despite the shift in his position.

Although Tang Yi was impulsive, his insight in military affairs was exceedingly sharp. Thus, the first question he raised was also the concern of the majority.

The power of the Tang Clan had swelled quickly with the acquisition of the Han Family’s heritage, leading them to struggle with objectively assessing their own strength. All the noble families surrounding the Tang Clan were inferior, and since Longxi lacked any sects, the Tang Clan found it difficult to find an appropriate benchmark for their strength.

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Therefore, one of the most crucial purposes of Tang Luo’s journey to Martial Saint Mountain was to ascertain the martial prowess of various sects and how much they had progressed compared to a thousand years ago.

As the youngest martial arts master of the Tang Clan, Tang Luo’s mastery in martial arts was hardly questioned. Hence, when Tang Yi raised his question, everyone focused intently and awaited the answer in silence.

“The gap in martial arts between the clan warriors and the sect warriors is like heaven and earth!”

With Tang Luo’s first sentence, the warriors in the central section felt their spirits drop by half, and what followed chilled everyone present to the bone, “Excluding Martial Saint Mountain, just the Beast Taming Sect’s Longzhou branch and the various sects in Longzhou far surpass Longzhou’s top noble families. You are all familiar with Xiao Ziyu, right? Others with combat prowess similar to his include Chuanyuan Liu Clan’s Liu Chenxing, Mutai’s Mu Family’s Mu Pingyuan, and Chaochang’s Xiang Family’s Xiang Loulan. However, even Xiang Loulan, the luckiest among them, ended up ranking beyond twentieth place, while the others ranked even lower, past thirtieth.”

“This certainly has something to do with an insufficiency in their martial arts cultivation, but even if we were to compete based on true combat strength, from what I have observed these days, these individuals would find it difficult to ascend further, and their rankings may even drop. Think about it, how many years does it take for a clan to produce a genius like Xiao Ziyu? And yet, sects can easily produce a dozen or even dozens of individuals with equal age and combat prowess. If you’re looking for the gap, there it lies.”

“The smallest gap between clan warriors and sect warriors is seen in the Mortal Realm and the transcendence beyond Mortal Realm. However, as one delves deeper into the martial arts, the gap between clans and sects widens. To put it simply, our clan’s prodigious figures could beat sects’ ordinary disciples black and blue in the Mortal Realm, and still hold a definite advantage at the transcendence beyond, but reaching the pinnacle of transcendence would start to get tough. After entering the Fierce Realm, the two are nearly indistinguishable, and perhaps for the first few years, our clan’s prodigies might still compete, but they eventually stand no chance of victory as they reach a certain level, unless a miracle occurs.”

“We refer to Fierce Realm warriors who have established their own styles of martial arts as top-tier Martial Ancestors, to distinguish them from ordinary Fierce Realm warriors. I’m sorry to say, but every disciple in the Fierce Realm from the sects is a Martial Ancestor who has completed their style. Now what do you think, how great is this gap?”

Tang Luo achieved his breakthrough into the Fierce Realm on July 25, 1781, materializing eighteen Mortal-grade stars, and with his daily cultivation gains, his Spiritual Power growth reached 94.2 per day, that is, 33,912 points per year.

Unapologetically, he felt it was time to emerge and face all living beings for two reasons: first, because his spirit-transformed body had hit a bottleneck, and second, because he had accumulated a total of 123,654 units of Spiritual Power, firmly at the peak of the Fierce Realm without a doubt.

With the Two Ambiguity Innate Qi, his Fourth-Grade Undying Battle Body, and various divine abilities, he believed that even if he wasn’t yet unmatched, he should be the foremost below the level of grandmasters.

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However, imagination and reality ultimately differ. He was once at a disadvantage in the battle with Buddha Son Yankong, and on the Bifang Mountain arena, his Undying Battle Body was even breached by Bu Lin’s Qilin horn. If it weren’t for Yin-Yang Grinding overpowering the dragon soul, it’s hard to say how tough the battle could have been.

Of course, he could comfort himself by saying that if he executed the soul-burning strike that sacrificed Spiritual Power and essence blood, he could severely injure the contemporary Saint Child and then simply recover by consuming spiritual medicines. But the sheer threefold disparity in Spiritual Power couldn’t be made up for, which made Tang Luo understand what a millennia of martial prosperity meant and the depth of Sacred Land Sects.

Sects and Sacred Lands had long left the noble families far behind on the martial path; if the invitation to the Martial Arts Conference had come three years earlier, Tang Luo truly wouldn’t have the confidence to stand unrivaled.

If this was the case even for him, let alone ordinary noble family martial artists. To put it bluntly, at this point, sects and Sacred Lands were like people from two different worlds. While one side was still self-satisfied with the combined strikes they had created a thousand years ago, the other had already glimpsed another realm.

As great as the gap between a savage wielding stone and wood and a fully armored warrior wielding a gilded spear is, so is the gap between noble families and sects.

Of course, there could be exceptionally strong savages who, armed with just stones and wood, could thrash fully-armed warriors into a scatter, but what if they encountered an exceptionally strong warrior?

This was the real situation Tang Luo wanted the family core to see.

Just as everyone was shocked by the disparity mentioned by Tang Luo, the clan leader Tang Zhi, with a somber expression, suddenly asked, “Minister Luo, what do you think are the chances of success for the Ji Clan’s restoration in a hundred years?”

“To tell the truth, I’m not sure,” Tang Luo shook his head, speaking solemnly, “The fact that Ji Fu, with first-grade lineage, is suppressed by Xu Lao Ying, who has ninth-grade lineage, doesn’t really prove anything, as Xu Lao Ying is the most outstanding Swordsman of the younger generation from Yuanzhou’s Xu Clan. The soldiers of the Slaughter Immortal Army are all top-tier Martial Ancestors, but how profound Ji Clan’s resources are, and how many branches the incognito Han Family has, we don’t know any of this. With so little information, it’s nearly impossible to judge the outcome.”

“Then let’s rephrase the question,” Sect Head Tang Zu spoke somberly, “If the Han Family wished to be restored, what kind of strength do you think would make it possible for them to succeed?”

“A hundred grandmasters, a dozen or so in the King Realm, and one Saint Lord-level powerhouse,” Tang Luo said indifferently, “It’s not about restoration, but about returning to the world as the Han Family, openly and honorably, in order to survive.”