Primordial Spirit Leaving the Body? Yang God's divinity?
He Changchong turned around in shock!
He seemed to have caught a glimpse of movement from the corner of his eye just now!
It was as if Zhang Zhiwei's shadow had moved.
But when he turned his head!
He realized that the humanoid golden light was still standing there!
It moved! But it didn't seem to be moving!
"Did I see wrongly?"
"Or…"
He Chang Chong muttered to himself!
Then, he suddenly felt relieved.
Not to mention that the humanoid golden light did not move.
Even if he moved, so what?
This phantom could move, so what was there to be surprised about?
At that moment, He Chang Chong felt that he was just thinking too much.
It was probably because he was too afraid of Zhang Zhiwei that he had a temporary illusion.
However, in reality!
The humanoid golden light had indeed moved.
However, it wasn't really moving.
However, there were ripples in his eyes.
He Changchong did not notice this detail.
None of the heroes in the world had noticed this detail.
Only Master Kong Wen, who was holding the Shaolin Prajna Palm and attacking the humanoid golden light, noticed this detail. He was only about one or two inches away from the humanoid golden light.
The human-shaped golden light cast a glance at him, and then it saw that pair of eyes!
Suddenly, golden ripples spread out.
Master Kong Wen was stunned for a moment, and the Prajna Palm in his hand stopped for a moment!
After that!
The situation was out of control!
Master Kong Wen was the first to feel it.
When the golden ripples spread out, an invisible aura spread out.
After that!
Outside Wudang Mountain!
The clear sky that was originally created by the golden light of Wudang Mountain changed again at this moment.
"Deva, it must be the birth of a deva!”
"If he wasn't a deva, how could he change the weather so many times?”
Around Wudang Mountain!
Countless people knelt down in front of Wudang Mountain.
In the martial arts world, Devas were the most terrifying existences.
For ordinary people, the Celestial Being was no different from a god.
His gaze swept across the area!
Everyone present was once again unable to move, their entire bodies suppressed by the golden light!
Zhang Zhiwei swept his gaze across all the Jianghu heroes present, then looked at the Wudang disciples, and finally, his gaze fell on the corpses of Zhang Cuishan and his wife.
Beside the corpses of Zhang Cuishan and his wife, the young Zhang Youji was kneeling in the blood.
At this moment, Zhang Youji was also afraid.
It was not just Zhang Youji. In the entire martial arts world, how many people would not feel fear under the suppression of Zhang Zhiwei's aura?
However, Zhang Youji still mustered up his courage.
He held back his tears and cried.
"Great Grandfather…"
Zhang Youji had just lost his parents, and his voice was filled with pain. He could not fake it at all.
When the Wudang Sect members saw this, they felt great sorrow in their hearts.
Zhang Zhiwei was no exception.
"They forced my parents to death!"
Boom!
The humanoid golden light's eyes suddenly focused!
At that moment!
Thunder rumbled outside the True Martial Palace, as if there were heavenly soldiers conquering the world.
Heaven Duke roared angrily, and the wind and clouds raged!
Thunder rumbled, and lightning tore through the darkness like dragons and snakes!
It was as if it was telling him that this Great Grandfather wasn't in a good mood!
A cold gaze swept across!
All the heroes felt as if their chests had been hit by a hammer.
He was suffocated and couldn't even breathe.
Right at this moment!
Suddenly, someone in the nervous crowd became extremely excited.
"Extreme Celestial Realm!"
"This is the Celestial Realm!"
Everyone looked at the ungrateful old man.
At this moment, everyone could tell that the humanoid golden light was not in a good mood.
At this moment, who dared to speak?
Wasn't this a little too slow to die?
Now it seemed that the humanoid golden light was not so easy to deal with!
However, the old man was unmoved. His face was filled with excitement.
It was as if he had seen a treasure that was hard to find in ten thousand years.
"Rumors! At the Deva Paramount Realm, you can reach the Soul Formation stage!"
"The spirit can leave the body, which is called the primordial spirit and the Yang spirit!”
"You can show your divinity and roam the world!!”
"Boundless Fearless!"
the old man said excitedly.
His expression revealed an uncontrollable yearning.
"What we're seeing now might not be a phantom or a fake body at all, nor is it some kind of backup plan left behind by Master Zhang!”
"It's…a Yang God that has come out of its shell!”
As soon as he said this, many of the heroes were stunned for a moment before they suddenly sucked in a breath.
Sun God!
Not a fake body? Phantom?
If what the old man said was true, then they just…
He actually tried to kill Zhang Zhiwei, the Sun God of Old Celestial Master Zhang!
At this moment!
Zhang Zhiwei also looked at the old man in surprise.
The theory of the Sun God!
There were not many rumors circulating in the world of martial arts.
Usually, not many people knew about such a secret.
He did not expect this old man, who was not very famous, to say it.
"Not bad!"
"You have some knowledge!"
Zhang Zhiwei commented casually.
It was his words that caused an uproar in the True Martial Hall.
"He…he spoke!"
"It's that guy's tone. It's Zhang Zhiwei!”
"This isn't a phantom. This is a Yang God!”
"Oh my god, were our brains muddled just now?”
"What…what did we do?"
"He actually wanted to kill his Yang God!”
Master Kong Wen was even more shocked.
One had to know!
He was still in front of Zhang Zhiwei's humanoid golden light!
When Zhang Zhiwei's gaze swept across the room.
He directly set him there.
Even his Shaolin Prajna Palm looked like it was about to be handed over.
Anyone with eyes knew that he had almost slapped Zhang Zhiwei's Yang God!
Wasn't this courting death?
Master Kong Wen's heart was filled with regret and fear.
And terrifying! Despair! He was afraid! Fear! And many other emotions!
However, ever since he was about to attack…No, ever since he went to Mount Wudang!
It was destined to be too late.
Zhang Zhiwei glanced at the arrogant and bold Master Kong Wen and gave him a cold snort!
"Get lost!"
In an instant, Master Kong Wen's chest caved in!
A huge hole was formed.
Then, as if he was hit by an invisible force, he was sent flying backward.
Then, the humanoid golden light slowly walked out!
Everyone kept quiet out of fear and lowered their heads, not daring to take another look.
Fear, fear, and dread seemed to be engraved on his face.
"Greetings…Greetings, Master Zhang!"
It was unknown who started it.
In short, after this sentence, everyone else could not help but open their mouths.
"Junior greets Heavenly Master Zhang!"
Zhang Zhiwei's expression was indifferent, as if he had never seen the compliments from the crowd.
"I didn't expect that it hadn't appeared for so many years!”
"Someone actually remembers me!"
In the True Martial Hall!
Other than the Wudang Sect disciples, everyone else was extremely terrified.
The Shaolin senior monk and Kunlun Sect Master He Dachong's expressions were extremely ugly, and their bodies could not help but tremble.
Zhang Zhiwei narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold killing intent instantly erupted, locking onto everyone present.
"However, he entered my Wudang Mountain!"
"Who asked you to…stand and talk to me?”
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