Centered on him, more than half of the martial arena was affected as the howling of wind and sand grew ever more violent!
"So much vast spiritual power! An ordinary Fifth Heaven cultivator couldn't possibly compare!"
"More than that—Luo Lingtian's spiritual energy isn't just abundant, it's extremely pure and condensed! It's as if it's been tempered through countless refinements!"
"A single strand of his energy surpasses ten of an ordinary person's! Truly terrifying! If spiritual techniques are cast with this level of power, their might is simply unimaginable!"
Many of Taihuang's elders frowned deeply, including several peak lords who had reached the Seventh Heaven Realm.
With their discerning eyes, it was not hard for them to see that both the quantity and the quality of Luo Lingtian's spiritual energy were at a truly extraordinary level.
If an ordinary Fifth Heaven cultivator were to face him, they likely wouldn't last more than a few exchanges!
This was a genius who could truly battle across realms. Even without any special physique, the strength he displayed rivaled that of some of the Sacred Bodies of this generation.
Looking across the world today, among the younger generation, Luo Lingtian firmly occupied the upper tiers of the pyramid!
"Disciple Chu only joined Taihuang not long ago. Even if he has learned spiritual techniques and has a physique like the Myriad Laws Sacred Body backing him, it would still be difficult for him to cultivate them to a profound level…"
"Not to mention that in other aspects he is also at a disadvantage. If he competes with Luo Lingtian using spiritual arts, his chances of victory are extremely slim…"
An elder sighed softly. It was not that he was unwilling to believe in Chu Ge—but in terms of cultivation realm, the amount of spiritual power, and the time spent cultivating, Chu Ge was disadvantaged on all fronts.
"Hahaha, is Cousin Lingtian finally going to get serious?"
"That's good too. Let this Disciple Chu enjoy a bit of advantage in close combat first. When he loses later, the scene won't be too ugly—Cousin Lingtian is really kindhearted!"
The Luo clan disciples once again began shouting arrogantly among the crowd.
They weren't the least bit afraid of offending the Taihuang disciples.
Though they all cultivated within the Taihuang Sacred Land, those born into the Luo clan had always possessed an innate sense of superiority over others.
And it was hardly without reason—the Taihuang Sacred Land had been founded by their Luo clan's first ancestor in the first place.
Not only that, throughout history, nearly half of the Sacred Lords had borne the surname Luo.
To put it bluntly, Taihuang itself could practically be considered a subsidiary power of the Luo clan.
Plenty within the Luo clan held such a view.
Thus, the Luo clan disciples had gradually come to occupy a quasi-transcendent position within Taihuang as a whole.
Among inner disciples of the same rank, those surnamed Luo always stood half a head taller than the rest.
"Hmph! You make it sound better than singing. You said the same thing earlier—what happened then?"
Some Taihuang disciples were indignant and spoke up in rebuttal.
"Hmph, ignorant! He only gained a trivial advantage in close combat. Once spiritual techniques are used, Cousin Lingtian will instantly crush Chu Ge! Just wait and see!"
A Luo clan disciple replied disdainfully, his eyes filled with arrogance.
In an inconspicuous corner of the crowd, Ye Chen stared fixedly at the battlefield.
Jealousy and resentment surged in his heart. Whether it was Chu Ge or Luo Lingtian, the level they now stood at far surpassed his own—something the ever self-assured Ye Chen found difficult to accept.
'Fight! The best outcome would be both of you grievously injured!'
Ye Chen thought viciously, wishing with all his heart that Chu Ge and Luo Lingtian would fight to the death.
On the battlefield.
Chu Ge calmly and leisurely looked at Luo Lingtian, whose aura was surging higher and higher.
"Come!"
Amid the raging tide of spiritual energy, a sharp glint flashed across Luo Lingtian's eyes as he let out an angry shout.
As his voice fell, the surging spiritual power grew even more violent. Luo Lingtian brought his palms together, forming a profound and mysterious hand seal.
Terrifying spiritual energy gathered at the point where his palms overlapped. Behind him, a towering, majestic silhouette slowly emerged—as if an ancient god had awakened at this very moment!