tíng lóu zì rán bú huì huí dá duì fāng de wèn tí 。
亭楼自然不会回答对方的问题。
The pavilion naturally wouldn't answer the other party's question.
jì rán yǐ jīng sī pò liǎn pí ， nà bù fáng jiāng shì qíng zuò dé zài jué yī xiē 。
既然已经撕破脸皮，那不妨将事情做得再绝一些。
Since they had already broken their facade, there was no harm in pushing things to an extreme.
fǎn zhèng dào le zhè yī bù ， bú shì nǐ sǐ jiù shì wǒ huó ， hé bì hái zài zhè lǐ yǔ dí rén duō fèi chún shé 。
反正到了这一步，不是你死就是我活，何必还在这里与敌人多费唇舌。
After all, at this point, it was either you or me. Why waste words with enemies?
nǎo hǎi zhōng niàn tou shǎn guò ， wàng tíng lóu duì shǒu le 。
脑海中念头闪过，望亭楼对手了。
With a thought, Wang Tinglou faced his opponent.
tā de shēn tǐ biǎo miàn ， jìng rán yǒu jīn sè de qì yàn pēn yǒng ér qù ， jiāng qí zhěng gè bāo guǒ 。
他的身体表面，竟然有金色的气焰喷涌而去，将其整个包裹。
Golden flames erupted from his body surface, enveloping him entirely.
gǔ mó yī xià zi dèng dà le yǎn zhū ， yǒu méi yǒu gǎo cuò ， cǐ rén de hào rán zhèng qì jū rán nóng hòu dào rú cǐ dì bù 。
古魔一下子瞪大了眼珠，有没有搞错，此人的浩然正气居然浓厚到如此地步。
The ancient demon's eyes widened in shock. Hadn't they misunderstood something? This person's righteous aura was so thick that it was almost tangible.
yǔ bié de xiū xiān liú pài bù tóng ， rú mén jiǎng jiū gōng fǎ yǔ xiū xīn xiāng pèi hé 。
与别的修仙流派不同，儒门讲究功法与修心相配合。
Unlike other cultivation sects, the Confucian School emphasized the combination of cultivation techniques and mental training.
yě jiù shì shuō ， zài xiū xiān de tóng shí ， yào péi yǎng hào rán zhèng qì 。
也就是说，在修仙的同时，要培养浩然正气。
In other words, while cultivating, one had to cultivate righteous aura.
ér zhè ge dōng xī ， kě bú shì tōng guò dǎ zuò huò dé ， shèn zhì fán rén zhōng de xiù cái shū shēng yě huì yǒu ” bǎo xué hóng rú zé huì yuè fā nóng hòu 。
而这个东西，可不是通过打坐获得，甚至凡人中的秀才书生也会有”饱学鸿儒则会越发浓厚。
However, this wasn't obtained through meditation; even common scholars among ordinary people could have a thicker aura as they studied more extensively.
rú mén rú mén ， gù míng sī yì ， hào rán zhī qì lái yuán yú jīng shǐ zi jí ， néng gòu jiāng shàng gǔ shèng xián liú xià lái de diǎn jí lǐ jiě dé yuè tōng tòu ， hào rán zhī qì yě jiù yuè fā de jīng chún nóng hòu 。
儒门儒门，顾名思义，浩然之气来源于经史子集，能够将上古圣贤留下来的典籍理解得越通透，浩然之气也就越发的精纯浓厚。
Confucianism, Confucianism—by its very name, the righteous aura originated from classics and historical texts. The deeper one understood ancient sages' teachings, the purer and denser their righteous aura became.
xiū shēn 、 chí jiā 、 píng tiān xià ……
修身、持家、平天下……
Self-cultivation, family management, pacifying the world...
zhè shì shì sú dú shū rén de xīn yuàn ， ér duì yú rú mén xiū xiān zhě ， zé shì hào rán zhèng qì de sān gè jiē duàn 。
这是世俗读书人的心愿，而对于儒门修仙者，则是浩然正气的三个阶段。
These were the goals of secular scholars, while for Confucian cultivators, they represented three stages of righteous aura cultivation: self-cultivation, family management, and pacifying the world.
wàng tíng lóu shēn shì kǎn hé ， céng shì gāo zhōng zhuàng yuán bèi zhāo wèi fù mǎ de rén wù ， hòu lái què bèi rén wū xiàn ， láo yù zhī zhōng huò dé xiān yuán 。
望亭楼身世坎何，曾是高中状元被招为驸马的人物，后来却被人诬陷，牢狱之中获得仙缘。
Wang Tinglou's background was complicated. He had been a high school状元and groomed as a prince, but he was later framed and imprisoned where he obtained his divine fortune.
bú dào èr shí jiù kǎo zhōng zhuàng yuán ” hái méi yǒu tà shàng xiān lù tā de hào rán zhèng qì jiù dào le jí wéi chún hòu de dì bù ， zhè liǎng qiān duō nián zì rán gèng bù kě néng bái huó 。
不到二十就考中状元”还没有踏上仙路他的浩然正气就到了极为醇厚的地步，这两千多年自然更不可能白活。
At just nineteen, he became a high school状元before even stepping onto the path of immortality. His righteous aura was already extremely thick at such an early age; it couldn't have been for nothing over two thousand years.
bié de rú mén xiū xiān zhě ， dú shū duō bàn shì jiè zhù xiū xí wǔ xíng fǎ shù hòu de guò mù bù wàng shén tōng ， hú lún tūn zǎo ， suī rán yí gè shàng niú ， jiù néng kàn wán jǐ běn shū ， dàn zhēn zhèng lǐ jiě de yòu yǒu duō shǎo ne ？
别的儒门修仙者，读书多半是借助修习五行法术后的过目不忘神通，囫囵吞枣，虽然一个上牛，就能看完几本书，但真正理解的又有多少呢？
Other Confucian cultivators often relied on their enhanced memory from practicing elemental techniques to read extensively but superficially. While they could finish several books in a single sitting, how many truly understood them?
ér tíng lóu bù tóng ， tā dú shū cóng lái bú shì wèi le kè yì xiū xíng de yuán gù ， ér shì lè zài qí zhōng 。
而亭楼不同，他读书从来不是为了刻意修行的缘故，而是乐在其中。
But Wang Tinglou was different. He had never read out of the desire to cultivate; he enjoyed it. Over these two thousand years, besides Confucian classics, he also delved into other schools without hesitation.
zhè liǎng qiān nián lái ， chú le rú jiā de jīng diǎn ， qí yú de zhū zǐ bǎi jiā yě cóng bù yǎn juǎn ， jiān róng bìng shōu 。
这两千年来，除了儒家的经典，其余的诸子百家也从不掩卷，兼容并收。
Originally, ancient cultivators warned that reading other texts might harm one's righteous aura.
yuán běn rú mén de gǔ xiū shì céng liú xià jǐng yǔ ， kàn bié de diǎn jí kě néng sǔn hài hào rán zhèng qì 。
原本儒门的古修士曾留下警语，看别的典籍可能损害浩然正气。
However, since the first millennium ago, Wang Tinglou had already become a paragon of both human and demon realms after Feng Liang was captured. Even if his righteous aura was compromised, he believed he could still defeat anyone with ease.
kě qiān yú nián qián ， wàng tíng lóu yǐ xiào ào yún zhōu ， zì cóng fēng liáng bèi fù ， tā yǐ shì míng fù qí shí de rén yāo liǎng zú dì yī gāo shǒu 。
可千余年前，望亭楼已笑傲云州，自从风良被缚，他已是名副其实的人妖两族第一高手。
Why should he give up something he loved for the sake of cultivation?
sǔn hài jiù sǔn hài hǎo le ， jiù suàn méi yǒu hào rán zhèng qì pèi hé ， tā zì xìn yě néng dǎ biàn tiān xià wú dí shǒu 。
损害就损害好了，就算没有浩然正气配合，他自信也能打遍天下无敌手。
Indeed, immortality was the goal of cultivation, but in Wang Tinglou's view, one shouldn't discard everything just to achieve it; such a life would be meaningless—no different from a mere corpse.
zěn me néng yīn gěng fèi shí wèi le xiū liàn ， jiù jiāng zì jǐ xǐ huān dú shū de ài hào mǒ qù 。
怎么能因哽废食为了修炼，就将自己喜欢读书的爱好抹去。
Of course, Wang Tinglou had this insight because he was too powerful. It wasn't wrong for ancient cultivators to do what they did, but Wang Tinglou soon found an unexpected benefit.
bù cuò ， cháng shēng shì xiū xiān de mù dì ， dàn zài tíng lóu kàn lái ， yě bù néng wèi le cháng shēng jiù shén me jiē kě shě qù ， nà yàng huó zhe yòu yǒu shén me yì yì ， yǔ yī jù xíng shī zǒu ròu yǒu hé chā jù ？
不错，长生是修仙的目的，但在亭楼看来，也不能为了长生就什么皆可舍去，那样活着又有什么意义，与一具行尸走肉有何差距？
With his open-minded approach, he began reading the works of various schools of thought. His righteous aura indeed started to diminish gradually, yet he didn't mind.
dāng rán ， tíng lóu yǒu zhè yàng de tǐ wù ， yě què shí shì yīn wèi tā tài qiáng le 。
当然，亭楼有这样的体悟，也确实是因为他太强了。
One year...
bìng bù néng shuō gǔ xiū shì de zuò fǎ yǒu cuò ， rán ér tíng lóu jiē xià lái què yǒu le yì wài shōu huò 。
并不能说古修士的做法有错，然而亭楼接下来却有了意外收获。
Two years...
bào zhe hǎi nà bǎi chuān de xīn lǐ kāi shǐ de shí hòu tā yuè dú zhū zǐ bǎi jiā de diǎn jí ， hào rán zhèng qì què shí kāi shǐ yì diǎn diǎn de xiāo qù kě tíng lóu bìng bù zài yì 。
抱着海纳百川的心里开始的时候他阅读诸子百家的典籍，浩然正气确实开始一点点的消去可亭楼并不在意。
As he delved deeper into these texts, Wang Tinglou discovered that his righteous aura had not only strengthened but also transformed, gaining a more formidable power.
yī nián ……
一年……
It turned out that the saying "a stone from another mountain can polish jade" was true.
liǎng nián ……
两年……
At this moment, his body was enveloped by golden energy. That was his transformed righteous aura.
suí zhe duì zhū zǐ bǎi jiā lǐ jiě de tòu chè ” tíng lóu fā xiàn zì jǐ de hào rán zhèng qì yòu biàn qiáng le ， bù zhǐ biàn qiáng ， hái fā shēng le biàn yì ， jù yǒu gèng jiā kě pà de shèng lì 。
随着对诸子百家理解的透彻”亭楼发现自己的浩然正气又变强了，不止变强，还发生了变异，具有更加可怕的盛力。
Moreover, electric arcs surrounded it, making it appear even more majestic and powerful. The attack wasn't over; with a thud, his hair stood up straight in the golden light, as if freed from its constraints.
yuán lái tā shān zhī shí zhēn de kě yǐ gōng yù 。
原来他山之石真的可以攻玉。
The ancient demon's eyes widened in shock, while Lin Xuan stared in disbelief. He recalled reading about the super Saiyan transformation in an ancient text.
cǐ shí tíng lóu de shēn tǐ ， bèi jīn sè de qì jìn bāo guǒ ， nà jiù shì biàn yì hòu de hào rán zhèng qì 。
此时亭楼的身体，被金色的气劲包裹，那就是变异后的浩然正气。
The terrifying spiritual pressure made the entire palace tremble—this was truly the top cultivator of humanity.
bù jǐn rú cǐ nà qì jìn wài miàn ， hái yǒu yī dào dào diàn hú ， kàn shàng qù yuè fā de xióng zhuàng shèng wǔ ， zhè hái méi yǒu jié shù ， pēng de yī shēng chuán rù ěr duǒ ” què shì tóu fà zhèng tuō le jīn guān de shù fù zài nà jīn sè de guāng yùn zhōng hěn hěn zhí shù 。
不仅如此那气劲外面，还有一道道电弧，看上去越发的雄壮盛武，这还没有结束，嘭的一声传入耳朵”却是头发挣脱了金冠的束缚在那金色的光韵中狠狠直竖。
The ancient demon's brows furrowed slightly as his narrow eyes glinted with ferocity.
bié shuō gǔ mó ， biàn shì lín xuān yě kàn dé mù dèng kǒu dāi ， xiǎng qǐ zài yī běn diǎn jí shàng kàn guò de guān yú tiān wài ， chāo jí sài yà rén de chuán yán lái 。
别说古魔，便是林轩也看得目瞪口呆，想起在一本典籍上看过的关于天外，超级赛亚人的传言来。
Facing Wang Tinglou at full strength, he had some reservations. He knew that if his opponent acted now, it would be a shockingly powerful move, hard to deal with.
kě pà de líng yā ， ràng zhěng gè dì gōng dōu zài chàn dǒu ， zhè cái shì rén jiè dì yī gāo shǒu 。
可怕的灵压，让整个地宫都在颤抖，这才是人界第一高手。
Moreover, he was alone and vulnerable. At this moment, what mattered was striking first.
gǔ mó de méi tóu bù jīng yì yī zhòu ， suí hòu nà liǎng duì xiá cháng de shuāng mù tóng shí fú xiàn chū xiōng cán zhī sè 。
古魔的眉头不经意一皱，随后那两对狭长的双目同时浮现出凶残之色。
With a shake of his shoulder, his figure flickered, elongating like a snake. One demon arm raised high, the bone blade on his elbow flashing coldly. Without hesitation, it slashed down at Wang Tinglou.
miàn duì shí lì quán kāi de wàng tíng lóu tā xīn zhōng yě yǒu diǎn dǎ gǔ ， míng bái yǐ duì shǒu de zhuàng tài bù chū shǒu zé yǐ ， yī chū shǒu ， bì shí pò tiān jīng ， nán duì fù yǐ jí 。
面对实力全开的望亭楼他心中也有点打鼓，明白以对手的状态不出手则已，一出手，必石破天惊，难对付以极。
The speed was astonishing, far exceeding human comprehension. Originally, they were over a hundred feet apart, but in an instant, he was right before him.
hé kuàng zì jǐ rén dān shì gū ， cǐ shí cǐ kè ， hái jiǎng shén me fēng dù ， dāng rán shì xiān xià shǒu wéi qiáng shì zuì jiā xuǎn zé 。
何况自己人单势孤，此时此刻，还讲什么风度，当然是先下手为强是最佳选择。
Even teleportation paled in comparison to his attack's speed.
zhǐ jiàn tā jiān tóu yī dǒu ， shēn xíng piāo hū ， zhěng gè shēn tǐ ” zhòu rán lā cháng ， jìng rán xiàng róu ruò wú gǔ de mǎng shé yī yàng ， yī zhī mó bì gāo gāo tái qǐ ， shǒu zhǒu shàng de gǔ rèn shǎn shuò zhe shēng lěng de hán guāng ， háo bù yóu yù ， yī dāo xiàng zhe tíng lóu pī le xià qù 。
只见他肩头一抖，身形飘忽，整个身体”骤然拉长，竟然像柔若无骨的蟒蛇一样，一只魔臂高高抬起，手肘上的骨刃闪烁着生冷的寒光，毫不犹豫，一刀向着亭楼劈了下去。
Lin Xuan's pupils constricted as the ancient demon's abilities seemed even more mysterious and unpredictable than he had imagined.
qí sù dù zhī kuài ， lìng rén dèng mù jié shé ， yuǎn yuǎn chāo guò rén de xiǎng xiàng 。
其速度之快，令人瞪目结舌，远远超过人的想象。
If this attack came suddenly, could he dodge it? The outcome was uncertain. A wrong move might result in instant defeat.
yuán běn liǎng rén zhī jiān ， xiāng jù zú yǒu bǎi zhàng ” kě yī huǎng yǎn ， jū rán jiù lái dào le yǎn qián 。
原本两人之间，相距足有百丈”可一晃眼，居然就来到了眼前。
However, Wang Tinglou was indeed the top cultivator of humanity. In terms of combat experience, he likely surpassed Lin Xuan.
shèn zhì shùn yí yǔ tā gōng jī de sù dù xiāng bǐ ， dōu hái yào lüè xùn yī xiē 。
甚至瞬移与他攻击的速度相比，都还要略逊一些。
As the ancient demon approached his head, Wang Tinglou showed no signs of panic and raised his hand...
yuǎn chù ， lín xuān tóng kǒng wēi suō ， zhè gǔ mó shén tōng zhī xuán miào guǐ yì chéng dù ， gèng chāo guò zì jǐ yuán xiān xiǎng xiàng xǔ duō 。
远处，林轩瞳孔微缩，这古魔神通之玄妙诡异程度，更超过自己原先想象许多。
At that moment, time seemed to slow down.
zhè yàng de gōng jī ， rú guǒ zhòu rán shǐ chū ， zì jǐ néng fǒu duǒ guò ， hái shì wèi zhī zhī shù ， yí gè bù hǎo ” shuō bù dìng jiù bèi miǎo 。
这样的攻击，如果骤然使出，自己能否躲过，还是未知之数，一个不好”说不定就被秒。
The hundred feet distance had been covered in less than a breath, yet the bone blade, which was clearly above Wang Tinglou's head, took several times longer to strike.
rán ér wàng tíng lóu bì jìng shì rén jiè dì yī gāo shǒu ， ruò lùn pīn dòu jīng yàn zhī fēng fù ， yǔ lín xuān xiāng bǐ ， kǒng pà hái yào shèng guò yī xiē 。
然而望亭楼毕竟是人界第一高手，若论拼斗经验之丰富，与林轩相比，恐怕还要胜过一些。
Time seemed to be sliced apart.
yǎn kàn gǔ mó yǐ jīng lái dào le tóu dǐng ， tā de liǎn shàng què bìng wú jīng huáng zhī yì ， jiāng shǒu tái qǐ ……
眼看古魔已经来到了头顶，他的脸上却并无惊惶之意，将手抬起……
Wang Tinglou then lightly said, "Quickly..."
ér zài nà yī kè ， shí jiān fǎng fú biàn màn le 。
而在那一刻，时间仿佛变慢了。
His golden澜pen moved steadily forward. Not a point, but a stroke of writing. He wrote the character “盾” (shield).
bǎi yú zhàng de jù lí ， gǔ mó dōu méi yǒu yào dào bàn gè hū xī ， kě gǔ rèn míng míng dào le wàng tíng lóu de tóu dǐng ， pī xià què huā fèi le shù bèi de shí jiān yú 。
百余丈的距离，古魔都没有要到半个呼吸，可骨刃明明到了望亭楼的头顶，劈下却花费了数倍的时间余。
The righteous aura, now like golden energy, served as his ink.
fǎng fú shí jiān bèi gē liè le qù 。
仿佛时间被割裂了去。
Golden light flashed, and the primordial qi from heaven and earth rushed into Wang Tinglou's hand before entering the "盾" character.
ér wàng tíng lóu zhè shí hòu ， cái qīng tǔ yī shēng ：“ jí ……”
而望亭楼这时候，才轻吐一声：“疾……”
Wuh...
tā shǒu zhōng de jīn lán bǐ ， hái bù huǎn bù xú de xiàng qián diǎn chū ， bú duì ， bú shì diǎn ， shì huī háo pō mò ， xiě le yí gè “ dùn ”， zì 。
他手中的金澜笔，还不缓不徐的向前点出，不对，不是点，是挥毫泼墨，写了一个“盾”，字。
A strange sound echoed in their ears, followed by a visible change. The character vanished, replaced by a golden shield.
nà rú jīn sè qì jìn bān de hào rán zhèng qì ， cǐ shí cǐ kè ， zuò le tā de mò zhī 。
那如金色气劲般的浩然正气，此时此刻，做了他的墨汁。
"This..." Lin Xuan was greatly surprised. He had seen Confucianism's six arts but found them trivial compared to Wang Tinglou.
jīn guāng shǎn guò ， tiān dì yuán qì fēng kuáng de xiàng zhe wàng tíng lóu de shǒu zhōng huì jí ， rán hòu mò rù nà ge “ dùn ”， lǐ 。
金光闪过，天地元气疯狂的向着望亭楼的手中汇集，然后没入那个“盾”，里。
Finally, the bone blade, which seemed slowed down countless times, finally fell and clashed with the golden shield.
gǔ guài de shēng yīn chuán rù yǒu ěr duǒ ， suí hòu ròu yǎn kě jiàn de ， nà ge zì zhēn de fā shēng biàn huà le 。
古怪的声音传入有耳朵，随后肉眼可见的，那个字真的发生变化了。
A thunderous sound reverberated in their ears as black and golden spiritual energies collided mid-air.
yī shǎn ， nà wén zì yǐ xiāo shī bú jiàn ， qǔ ér dài zhī de shì jīn sè de dùn pái yìng rù yǎn lián 。
一闪，那文字已消失不见，取而代之的是金色的盾牌映入眼帘。
The ancient demon's shockingly powerful strike failed to break through Wang Tinglou's defense.
“ zhè ……”， lín xuān dà wèi jīng è ， rú mén liù yì tā jiàn shí guò ， dàn yǔ yǎn qián de wàng tíng lóu xiāng bǐ ， què chéng le xiǎo ér kē 。
“这……”，林轩大为惊愕，儒门六艺他见识过，但与眼前的望亭楼相比，却成了小儿科。
As a top cultivator, Wang Tinglou naturally wouldn't just defend; his golden澜pen flicked again, writing the character “...” this time without forming any实体shape of magical weapons.
suí hòu ， nà fǎng fú bèi fàng màn liǎo wú shù bèi de gǔ rèn ， cái zhōng yú pī luò ， yǔ nà miàn jīn sè de dùn pái hěn hěn de zhuàng zài yì qǐ 。
随后，那仿佛被放慢了无数倍的骨刃，才终于劈落，与那面金色的盾牌狠狠的撞在一起。
Instead, a thin golden beam shot out from his hand. Only an inch wide and faster than lightning, it carried spiritual energy mixed with righteous aura, aimed directly at the ancient demon's left chest—where the heart was located, likely a fatal blow for an interdimensional demon.
The pavilion naturally wouldn't answer the other party's question.
Since they had already broken their facade, there was no harm in pushing things to an extreme.
After all, at this point, it was either you or me. Why waste words with enemies?
With a thought, Wang Tinglou faced his opponent.
Boom!
Golden flames erupted from his body surface, enveloping him entirely.
The ancient demon's eyes widened in shock. Hadn't they misunderstood something? This person's righteous aura was so thick that it was almost tangible.
Unlike other cultivation sects, the Confucian School emphasized the combination of cultivation techniques and mental training.
In other words, while cultivating, one had to cultivate righteous aura.
However, this wasn't obtained through meditation; even common scholars among ordinary people could have a thicker aura as they studied more extensively.
Confucianism, Confucianism—by its very name, the righteous aura originated from classics and historical texts. The deeper one understood ancient sages' teachings, the purer and denser their righteous aura became.
Self-cultivation, family management, pacifying the world...
These were the goals of secular scholars, while for Confucian cultivators, they represented three stages of righteous aura cultivation: self-cultivation, family management, and pacifying the world.
Wang Tinglou's background was complicated. He had been a high school状元and groomed as a prince, but he was later framed and imprisoned where he obtained his divine fortune.
At just nineteen, he became a high school状元before even stepping onto the path of immortality. His righteous aura was already extremely thick at such an early age; it couldn't have been for nothing over two thousand years.
Other Confucian cultivators often relied on their enhanced memory from practicing elemental techniques to read extensively but superficially. While they could finish several books in a single sitting, how many truly understood them?
But Wang Tinglou was different. He had never read out of the desire to cultivate; he enjoyed it. Over these two thousand years, besides Confucian classics, he also delved into other schools without hesitation.
Originally, ancient cultivators warned that reading other texts might harm one's righteous aura.
However, since the first millennium ago, Wang Tinglou had already become a paragon of both human and demon realms after Feng Liang was captured. Even if his righteous aura was compromised, he believed he could still defeat anyone with ease.
Why should he give up something he loved for the sake of cultivation?
Indeed, immortality was the goal of cultivation, but in Wang Tinglou's view, one shouldn't discard everything just to achieve it; such a life would be meaningless—no different from a mere corpse.
Of course, Wang Tinglou had this insight because he was too powerful. It wasn't wrong for ancient cultivators to do what they did, but Wang Tinglou soon found an unexpected benefit.
With his open-minded approach, he began reading the works of various schools of thought. His righteous aura indeed started to diminish gradually, yet he didn't mind.
One year...
Two years...
As he delved deeper into these texts, Wang Tinglou discovered that his righteous aura had not only strengthened but also transformed, gaining a more formidable power.
It turned out that the saying "a stone from another mountain can polish jade" was true.
At this moment, his body was enveloped by golden energy. That was his transformed righteous aura.
Moreover, electric arcs surrounded it, making it appear even more majestic and powerful. The attack wasn't over; with a thud, his hair stood up straight in the golden light, as if freed from its constraints.
The ancient demon's eyes widened in shock, while Lin Xuan stared in disbelief. He recalled reading about the super Saiyan transformation in an ancient text.
The terrifying spiritual pressure made the entire palace tremble—this was truly the top cultivator of humanity.
The ancient demon's brows furrowed slightly as his narrow eyes glinted with ferocity.
Facing Wang Tinglou at full strength, he had some reservations. He knew that if his opponent acted now, it would be a shockingly powerful move, hard to deal with.
Moreover, he was alone and vulnerable. At this moment, what mattered was striking first.
With a shake of his shoulder, his figure flickered, elongating like a snake. One demon arm raised high, the bone blade on his elbow flashing coldly. Without hesitation, it slashed down at Wang Tinglou.
The speed was astonishing, far exceeding human comprehension. Originally, they were over a hundred feet apart, but in an instant, he was right before him.
Even teleportation paled in comparison to his attack's speed.
Lin Xuan's pupils constricted as the ancient demon's abilities seemed even more mysterious and unpredictable than he had imagined.
If this attack came suddenly, could he dodge it? The outcome was uncertain. A wrong move might result in instant defeat.
However, Wang Tinglou was indeed the top cultivator of humanity. In terms of combat experience, he likely surpassed Lin Xuan.
As the ancient demon approached his head, Wang Tinglou showed no signs of panic and raised his hand...
At that moment, time seemed to slow down.
The hundred feet distance had been covered in less than a breath, yet the bone blade, which was clearly above Wang Tinglou's head, took several times longer to strike.
Time seemed to be sliced apart.
Wang Tinglou then lightly said, "Quickly..."
His golden澜pen moved steadily forward. Not a point, but a stroke of writing. He wrote the character “盾” (shield).
The righteous aura, now like golden energy, served as his ink.
Golden light flashed, and the primordial qi from heaven and earth rushed into Wang Tinglou's hand before entering the "盾" character.
Wuh...
A strange sound echoed in their ears, followed by a visible change. The character vanished, replaced by a golden shield.
"This..." Lin Xuan was greatly surprised. He had seen Confucianism's six arts but found them trivial compared to Wang Tinglou.
Finally, the bone blade, which seemed slowed down countless times, finally fell and clashed with the golden shield.
Boom!
A thunderous sound reverberated in their ears as black and golden spiritual energies collided mid-air.
The ancient demon's shockingly powerful strike failed to break through Wang Tinglou's defense.
As a top cultivator, Wang Tinglou naturally wouldn't just defend; his golden澜pen flicked again, writing the character “...” this time without forming any实体shape of magical weapons.
Instead, a thin golden beam shot out from his hand. Only an inch wide and faster than lightning, it carried spiritual energy mixed with righteous aura, aimed directly at the ancient demon's left chest—where the heart was located, likely a fatal blow for an interdimensional demon.