Chapter 42: The Unparalleled Talent of the Two Kings

  Looking at Wang Qian's body, it transformed into a dazzling blue light, tearing through the void and disappearing. Wang Luo's fingers slightly trembled, his eyebrows lightly furrowed, then relaxed, and a smile with deep meaning appeared on his face.

  "Wang Qian, Wang Qian, Qian is heaven, Qianyuan nine turns, the ultimate of the Great Way, it's meaningful, it's meaningful. The small Qingyun Gate has actually produced such a figure. It seems that in three years' time, on the Righteous Path Youth Discourse, another new star will rise."

  Wang Luo muttered to himself in an inexplicable tone, almost no one could hear clearly.

  His eyes were as fleeting as clouds and smoke, seemingly the heavenly way above the sky, the bright starry river, the three thousand great ways, all flowing in his gaze.

  "Brother Wang!"

  Until Wang Gan left thoroughly, Xue Liang wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and slowly walked over, calling out softly.

  "Huh? Xue Liang, you're so foolish! Who is Wang Qian? You actually want to play a trick with one set on the surface and another behind your back? This tactic may be effective against those pampered sons like you, but Wang Qian is not a pampered son, he's a hidden dragon who can soar into the sky at any moment and dominate the nine heavens! Your little thoughts were seen through by him in an instant, and he quietly followed you, intending to kill you and eliminate the threat before it even begins. If I hadn't sensed his massive spiritual aura just in time, your soul would have scattered long ago!"

  Wang Luo had just faced Wang Qian with a calm and composed demeanor, but towards Xue Liang, he was a different color. His eyes looked down, like a dragon gazing at an ant, his face was stern and calm, without any expression. He spoke one word at a time, like an icy blade or a frosty sword, each sentence seemed to be an unassailable truth, a genuine statement.

  Xue Liang immediately broke out in a cold sweat, his face pale and clammy. The beads of sweat that had just dried on his forehead began to flow again.

  "Thanks to Brother Wang for the rescue, I'm grateful. But with your cultivation, why be so polite to this Wang Qian? Our Tianyuan Sect occupies the moral high ground, what we say is reason and fact, what does this Wang Qian amount to?"

  Xue Liang couldn't understand why Wang Luo was being so polite to Wang Qian, and even compensated him with ten top-grade spiritual instruments. Those ten top-grade spiritual instruments made his eyes turn green with envy, each one more powerful than the top-grade spiritual instrument he wore on himself. The materials were superior, the refining techniques were superb, and they only lacked a bit to become precious artifacts, or could be directly called half-step precious artifacts.

  "Hmph, I really don't know how your wisdom has cultivated to this level. Do you think that Wang Qian is simple? Then you're wrong. I felt a vast power from him, not just magical power, but a kind of pure, dominant power that sweeps across the world and pushes through the wilderness. And his spiritual realm is even higher than mine by one level. He's someone who has truly grasped the Way, with a solidified soul and a refined sacred fetus. The Way he grasps is very strange, seemingly like the Waterway, but also vastly different, it's something on a much deeper level, a mysterious ocean that's boundless and endless, giving people despair, just like the legendary Suffering Sea! If there's really an outbreak of conflict, even I couldn't guarantee escaping with my life in his hands. Such a person cannot be lightly antagonized, otherwise it would be a nightmare from which one would never awaken."

  Wang Luo's eyes gleamed with countless flashes of wisdom, as if he were a precision machine calculating everything about Wang Qian.

  If Wang Qian hadn't left, and heard Wang Luo's words, he would definitely not say another word, and directly burst out with the greatest power. Even if it meant reversing life and death, turning into a zombie, he would still want to destroy this person in this underworld, because Wang Luo's speculation had already infinitely approached the truth. Such a person, simply by making contact, could calculate the other person's magical powers, divine abilities, and even their understanding of the Tao, with an accuracy of eight or nine out of ten, it was simply monstrous!

  Xue Liang was shocked. He was shocked by Wang Qian's powerful, mysterious and terrifying abilities, and even more so by Wang Luo's skills, to the point of being a little fearful.

  "Wang Luojun is too terrifying, this kind of silent and invisible judgment of others' cultivation and experience, it's simply a demonic figure, from now on I must never offend him, otherwise I'll die without even knowing how!"

  After this incident, Xue Liang seemed to mature overnight, and from then on, he listened to Wang Luo's words even more, not daring to offend or slack off. His previous spoiled habits also gradually changed, and he diligently cultivated himself, making rapid progress.

  "Alright, let's hurry up and leave! Something has happened in the depths of the underworld, many terrifying yin spirits are emerging, even some old ancestors have begun to awaken. Our cultivation is still too weak, we need to undergo rigorous training in the second layer of the underworld, fight and kill as much as possible, strive to quickly improve our cultivation, otherwise when the real catastrophe comes, not even our lives will be spared!"

  Wang Luo closed his eyes for a moment, then suddenly opened them, as if he had made up his mind. His icy gaze swept over Xue Liang and the others.

  Soon, the disciples of the Tianyuan Sect disappeared into thin air, as if they had never appeared before. They all went deep into the second layer of the underworld to fight, kill and hone their skills.

  All of this, Wang Gan naturally would not know, he walked in the underworld, approaching Zhou Qing and others, while constantly turning ideas in his mind.

  "What an impressive figure! The Tianyuan Sect is indeed worthy of being the number one giant sect on the Tianyuan Continent. Just by looking at Wang Luo, you can see a thing or two."

  He was amazed in his heart, the huge soul power kept rotating, carefully recalling every detail of himself and Wang Luo's encounter, scene by scene, like a delicate and clear movie replaying.

  "What kind of cultivation technique is this Wang Luo practicing? Why does it give me a mysterious, all-encompassing, and all-knowing feeling, as if the entire cycle of heaven and earth is under his control? Is there such a cultivation technique in this world?"

  He felt more and more that Wang Luo was the most formidable and frightening person he had met since his debut. Although young and not highly cultivated, he had a feeling that this person would achieve great things in the future and would still have dealings with him. At that time, whether they would be enemies or friends was unknown. For the first time, Wang Qian felt a sense of urgency, which was because Wang Luo was too mysterious, completely beyond his expectations and calculations.

  Moreover, this person's body also harbors a massive, unimaginable power, with an aura that is awe-inspiring and gives off an unparalleled sense of danger. What exactly is it? Could it be a powerful treasure?

  Wang Qian was constantly wasting his brain cells, thinking carefully.

  As for the immortal artifact, that's already something on a completely different level. He wouldn't think that Wang Luo, a cultivator in the foundation-building stage, could subdue an immortal artifact because it's impossible. An immortal artifact has its own spirituality and even strong immortal artifacts can give birth to a soul, equivalent to a cultivator who has reached the realm of immortality. Such an existence is likely to be able to blow away a foundation-building stage cultivator with just one breath, turning them into ten billion eight hundred million tiny particles that will never survive for eternity.

  "Moreover, Wang Luo's bloodline in his body has a familiar feeling, and the Tianyuan Sect disciples related to me are just that few people. Ah, it's Wang Qi, Wang Qi, Wang Luo, both of them have the surname Wang, probably they really have a close relationship, but the two people are completely not on the same level."

  Wang Qian continuously used his mind to speculate and calculate, and finally came to a shocking conclusion: Wang Luo and Wang Qi were likely to be closely related, and the two might even be brothers.

  "But that's nothing, I just need to cultivate a big step forward, and at that time, no threat will be taken seriously. On the other hand, Wang Luo's kung fu is extremely terrifying, when should we gather information about this person? Know yourself and know your enemy, and you can win every battle."

  After making up his mind, Wang Gan felt completely at peace and no longer thought about Wang Luo's problem.

  After this round of speculation and calculation, he felt that his wisdom had been greatly enhanced, his spiritual sensitivity had risen to a higher level, and he could judge the truth and trend of things through tiny details, which showed that his soul cultivation had made progress again.

  "Alright, next I'll be practicing and comprehending the Waterway Doctrine while fighting, transforming it into a genuine Suffering Sea Doctrine. As long as my realm is elevated, cultivating this kind of thing will come naturally. Spirit stones, elixirs, and such can be found anywhere if one puts their heart to it."

  Having thoroughly sorted out his thoughts, Wang Qian burst forth with all his might, his speed like lightning and a ghostly apparition, darting back and forth across the desolate underworld. Along the way, he also encountered some villages of yin spirits, but he didn't actively go to fight them, instead focusing on meeting up with Zhou Qing and the others first.

  Soon, Wang Qian stepped onto a magnificent and pitch-black mountain range, arriving at the original valley.