Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law-Chapter 461 - 459: Above the Stone Buddha, Ye Feng’s Peak Combat Power!

The setting sun sank in the west, and twilight descended, but the area beneath the massive Stone Buddha was still bustling with activity. The disciples of the Nine Sects of Ancient Martial Arts had already gathered at the foot of the Stone Buddha, while the high-ranking members and powerful elders had chosen places higher up.

At the summit of the Stone Buddha stood two figures, one dressed in black and the other in white, one tall and one short. The person in the black robe had an extremely slender and emaciated figure. At this moment, he stood with his hands behind his back, gazing into the distant sky with an indescribable air of casual arrogance.

Although most people present had never seen this man before, everyone knew his identity at this point—he was that old man from the Holy Mansion of the Confucian Sect, said to be a near three-hundred-year old monster.

As for the short, plump old man clad in a white monk robe, he sat cross-legged at the very center of the Stone Buddha's head, hands pressed together in prayer. From afar, he looked just like a boulder, exuding a feeling of unshakable stability as if he could not be moved by any storm.

Everyone also recognized this man in the white monk robe as the old man from the Buddhist Sect, likewise a near three-hundred-year old monster. It was said that he was once an inconspicuous sweeping monk from the Scripture Pavilion, and moreover, just an Outer Sect disciple.

However, a hundred years ago, the Buddhist Sect went through a drastic change. When the sect faced the danger of extinction, this elder monk emerged out of nowhere, vanquishing all three major demon sects of the Western Territory. This battle saved the Buddhist Sect and also cemented the old man's supreme status within the sect.

Clearly, these two old men represented the pinnacle of power among the Nine Great Sects of Ancient Martial Arts. Now that the two of them had joined forces, one could only imagine how much more terrifying they were.

When Ye Feng arrived at the foot of the Stone Buddha, in an instant, all eyes were on him, and everyone's gaze turned towards him, including those from the Four Great Ancient Clans. There was a surprising silence, indicating that everyone knew the upcoming battle would surely be earth-shattering.

However, among those present, few believed that Ye Feng would succeed in passing the challenge. After all, the status and strength of those two elders were there for all to see, whereas Ye Feng was just a rising star, and in terms of heritage, the gap between them was far too great.

Ye Feng did not rush to ascend but instead went straight to the leader of the Buddhist Sect and asked, "How is victory determined for this third challenge?"

The leader of the Buddhist Sect pressed his palms together and chanted a Buddhist mantra before replying, "It's very simple. The two sides will fight until one admits defeat. However, Mr. Ye Feng, time can also determine victory or defeat. If you can't defeat them both by twelve o'clock tonight, you will have failed the challenge."

At this declaration, Long Nannan immediately huffed, "That's not fair. This is too unfair for my Little Martial Uncle. Why do they not have a time limit, while Little Martial Uncle does?"

The leader of the Buddhist Sect replied with a smile, "The rules were clearly defined beforehand. Three days' time, and if it expires, it's a failure. Otherwise, if Mr. Ye Feng were to continually postpone or avoid fighting, wouldn't this competition be dragged on endlessly without conclusion?"

The Mansion Lord of the Holy Mansion of the Confucian Sect also scoffed, "Exactly. Since the terms were agreed upon by both parties, and since it was you who deliberately delayed the time by secluded cultivation, we can't be expected to wait indefinitely."

Long Nannan was naturally indignant, but just as she was about to speak, Ye Feng had already waved his hand and said, "If that's the case, then let's begin!" As his words fell, he soared into the air, reaching the summit of the Stone Buddha in the blink of an eye.

"It's starting, it's starting! There's certainly going to be an earth-shaking battle now. Everyone watch closely!" disciples from the Nine Great Sects of Ancient Martial Arts began to exclaim excitedly.

At this moment, even Hong Gaishi from the Hong Family of the Ancient Clan could not help but curve the corners of his mouth slightly, intrigued, "This is getting interesting. I didn't expect that the two elders from the Confucian and Buddhist Sects had actually reached the Martial Dao Entry, as cultivators, and both have already attained the pinnacle of power in the Golden Core Realm."

Hong Dutian said, "These Sects of Ancient Martial Arts were originally martial cultivators. That these two elders managed to enter the path of cultivation must mean their talent is extraordinary, and naturally, their combat power is not to be underestimated."

At that, Hong Tiandu asked, "Cousin, what do you think are the chances of Ye Feng succeeding in this challenge?"

Hong Gaishi turned to glare at him and snorted coldly, "I've told you before, I never speculate. I speak only with facts. Have you not learned anything?"

Chagrined, Hong Tiandu could not retort but just silently fumed, envious of his elder cousin's superior talent and combat power.

Standing atop the statue's head, Ye Feng merely glanced at the two and immediately discerned their cultivation realms. As Hong Gaishi had said, both were cultivators, and both had successfully cultivated Golden Cores. However, it seemed they had only entered the Golden Core Realm relatively recently.

"If that's the case, then there's room for a fight!" Ye Feng sighed with relief.

Just then, the elder from the Confucian Sect, clad in a black robe, withdrew his gaze from the horizon and said, "At such a young age, your achievements in Martial Arts Study are so profound, truly an extraordinary talent. What a pity, truly a pity."

Although Ye Feng knew what the other party meant by 'a pity', he still inquired, "A pity about what?"

The elder from the Confucian Sect smiled lightly and said, "It's just a pity that today you shall fall right here!"

Ye Feng also smiled and responded, "I too feel a great pity. To have lived such a long life, and yet you are still so brazen, with not the slightest understanding of humility. It appears you've lived these years in vain."

"What a sharp tongue!"

Just at this moment, the old man from the Buddhist Sect slowly stood up. Though short and plump, his eyebrows were very long and nearly touched the corners of his mouth. He spoke at a leisurely pace, "Our Buddhist Sect has always been compassionate and disapproves of killing. Considering the difficulty of your cultivation, if you are willing to cripple your Martial Arts and be confined to our sect's back mountain for thirty years, then I shall not take action today."

Ye Feng laughed heartily, his laughter almost resounding throughout the entire Buddhist Sect. It even drowned out the evening bell that had just begun to ring. He said tauntingly, "What compassion you profess to have! You speak of the hardship of my cultivation journey and yet insist I discard my martial arts. Isn't that a contradiction? Truly a great joke!"

Still unhurried, the elderly monk from the Buddhist Sect replied, "Amitabha. It seems that the benefactor is deeply possessed by demons. Only the supreme Buddhist teachings can purify you now."

Ye Feng's aura suddenly grew heavy as he shouted coldly, "If it's a fight you want, then let's fight. Why put on a facade of righteousness? Does the world not know the true character of the Nine Great Sects of Ancient Martial Arts!"

"Such malice. Since that is the case, I will completely suppress you!" After the Buddhist elder finished speaking, his aura expanded, and in an instant, the wind howled and the heavens and earth changed colors.

At the same time, the Confucian elder also began to stir his own aura, his body even emanating streams of white-golden energy. This was the purest form of the vast righteousness of the Confucian Sect.

Suddenly, the Buddhist elder struck out with a hand, and terrifying layers of palm power surged towards Ye Feng like towering waves. On the other side, the Confucian elder pushed down with a great hand, and a massive hand seal descended from the sky, pressing down towards Ye Feng.

These two elders were truly cultivators of profound cultivation. Even a casual strike from them could shake heaven and earth.

However, at this moment, Ye Feng's figure swept forward, shooting straight into the sky. In mid-air, with a flick of his wrist, the Spear of the Ancestral Dragon appeared. With a thrust, and under the torrential injection of Spirit Essence, a comet-like momentum of the spear swept out, dispersing the attacks of both elders on the spot.

The two elders were slightly startled and each saw the shock in the other's eyes. It was clear that the combat power displayed by Ye Feng was beyond their expectations.

The Buddhist elder did not hesitate at all and struck out with his palms repeatedly. Terrifying palm energies surged like mountains and seas, and what was more terrifying was that these palm energies overlapped and condensed into a gigantic palm seal in an instant, enveloping Ye Feng and leaving him no way to avoid it.

"Is this our Buddhist Sect's Great Power Vajra Palm? No, this is no longer just the Vajra Palm in the simple sense. Elder Buddha has elevated and improved it, undoubtedly making it much stronger!" exclaimed several elders of the Buddhist Sect.

Meanwhile, the Confucian elder punched out furiously, his dense fist seals descending like a violent storm. The attacks of the two elders were incredibly well-coordinated, leaving Ye Feng with no opportunity to avoid them.

Of course, Ye Feng did not dodge, nor did he retreat!

Suddenly, a sword appeared in the void, a sword that flickered with golden light. This was the Sword of the King, though it was much smaller than before, now it was much more solidified, and naturally, its power was much greater.

The Sword of the King swept across the sky, and its sword momentum spanned three thousand miles, instantly sweeping away the palm seal in front with an irresistible force, and even the fist seals of the Confucian elder that were pressing down from above were shattered by him.

"Good lad, I didn't expect your cultivation to have reached such a level. No wonder you could break through two barriers earlier. It seems I underestimated you," said the Buddhist elder in a deep, cold voice.

The Confucian elder also said solemnly, "We just wanted to test him a little earlier. Since that's the case, there's no need for us to hold back now!"

As he spoke, the Confucian elder's hands formed a Dharma Seal. In an instant, a small silver-white mountain appeared in the void. This mountain was not just an Object of the Divine Path, but also his Divine Skill.

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The mountain was covered with dense red characters, radiating terrifying white light. With a wave of his hand, the Confucian elder sent the Mountain Seal hurtling towards Ye Feng.

At the same time, the Buddhist elder also waved his hand, and a white kasaya swept across the void above, releasing strands of white light that immediately shone on Ye Feng.

The next moment, Ye Feng felt an oppressive inertia envelop him, influencing both his body and his Spirit Essence.

"Not good, this is a binding magic treasure!" Ye Feng's gaze sharpened as he looked up at the kasaya above. At that moment, he remembered the Technique of the Four Elephants Heavenly Gate used by Duan Tian when they fought in the Heavenly Movement Mountain Range.

In a sense, the Four Elephants Heavenly Gate and the kasaya of the Buddhist elder served the same purpose. Of course, this kasaya was evidently much stronger, affecting even the Spirit Essence of Ye Feng.

Thankfully, with his battle experience, Ye Feng immediately mobilized his mental power nucleus, his spiritual power surging out and wrapping up the white light that enveloped him from the Buddhist kasaya.

Moreover, due to his strong spiritual power, Ye Feng also activated the Divine Path Heavenly Edict Scroll, continuously absorbing the white light radiated by the kasaya. Soon, strand after strand of white origin energy was absorbed into the scroll.

"It works!" Ye Feng rejoiced inwardly. With his constraint resolved, the Mountain Seal of the Confucian elder was already rushing at him.

Ye Feng's eyes narrowed, the Sword of the King once again took form, and with a slash, a huge momentum resembling a comet swept out. With a thunderous explosion, the Mountain Seal of the Confucian elder was sent flying.

"Truly a fine young man!" The Confucian elder shouted coldly as he soared into the sky. The terrifying vast righteousness instantly flowed into the Mountain Seal, causing it to expand rapidly and become more powerful with every passing moment.