"How can this be!"
"His strength is so strong!"
Even at this time, the gray-robed cultivator still couldn't believe that he would be punched flying by the young cultivator in white and seriously injured.
Generally speaking, for a cultivator, the longer one's own cultivation time must be, the stronger one's relative strength will be. Even ordinary cultivators who are talented compared to those with outstanding aptitude, as long as they can step into the realm of gods, they will have enough time. It is normal to step into the realm of intermediate or even advanced gods after practicing for hundreds of thousands of years or millions of years.
The same is true for talented cultivators. The cultivators in Langye Temple are all extremely talented, but they need at least tens of thousands of years of hard work and huge resources to support them to become high-level gods. The various resources of Langye Hall are uniquely endowed by nature.
If Xia Yan follows the normal practice steps, it is of course impossible to step into the eighth-level god realm in such a short time. However, Xia Yan had a great opportunity and great luck, and when he entered the chaotic space this time, he actually got an extremely rare thunder fruit. A thunder fruit that allows practitioners to step directly from the realm of ninth-level gods into the realm of creation with a high probability and great possibility!
In addition, Xia Yan's soul has already reached the small consummation and other conditions, which can make Xia Yan break through so quickly.
The two practitioners beside the woman in the yellow skirt also showed expressions of horror. Just now they have seen that the strength of the man in gray robe is as strong as that of the woman in yellow skirt. When the gray-robed man shot at the young man, they even thought that the young man would be killed with a single sword strike.
And the current result, let them have no idea at all. It is impossible for anyone to imagine it.
"what's going on?!"
The practitioners who were collecting the power of chaos at the point where the power of chaos was engulfed all changed their expressions, and immediately looked at Xia Yan.
"Chen Dong was injured!"
"It was done by the cultivator in white!"
"Come on, let's go and have a look!"
After a quick exchange, these cultivators put away the Qiankun Altar where they were collecting the power of chaos, and flew to Xia Yan and the others in the blink of an eye.
"Chen Dong, are you alright?!" A tall, thin, bareheaded cultivator frowned, releasing a mass of spiritual power from his body, and quickly checked Chen Dong's injuries.
"much better!"
Chen Dong, who was blown away by Xia Yan's punch, turned slightly red. He swallowed some healing elixir, and his injury has healed a lot. For cultivators in the realm of gods, physical injuries can be easily recovered. As long as the soul is not damaged, they don't care how serious the injury is. Even if the meridian is damaged, some precious fruits can be used to heal quickly.
"Yeah." The bald cultivator nodded, then turned his eyes to Xia Yan, his eyes flickered sharply, and his breath condensed slightly.
"who are you?!"
"Why are you attacking us?!" The bald man asked in a deep voice with his eyelids raised and the muscles on his face trembling slightly.
A cultivator who can fly Chen Dong with one punch is certainly not weak, so he didn't make a move, but asked aloud.
"It seems that he did it to me first!" Xia Yan looked at Chen Dong and smiled nonchalantly.
"The power of chaos!" Xia Yan immediately pointed at the power of chaos again, "If we drag on like this, no one will get the power of chaos. Anyway, there are a lot of powers of chaos, so we might as well collect them together, so that everyone can respect everyone. good!"
"Hey, everyone is not stupid, you must know this truth!" Xia Yan's eyes flashed, his hands behind his back, his chest straightened, and he said slowly.
"This man is very strong!" Chen Dong took a slight breath, and said to the bald cultivator through sound transmission, "I'm afraid it will take some time to kill him. If it takes too long, it will really affect our collection of the power of chaos."
"How strong is he?!" the bald cultivator asked via voice transmission.
"His attack on me just now has an attack power of more than one trillion degrees. I don't think he has used his full strength yet!" Chen Dong pondered for a while, and said to the bald cultivator through sound transmission.
"What? More than one trillion degrees? Haven't used all your strength yet?!"
The bald cultivator stared again, shocked in his heart. Immediately, the sound transmission told the practitioners beside him about the strength of the young man in white. They all looked at each other, and their faces were slightly moved. The power of one trillion degrees, that is the power only in the realm of the ninth-level gods!
"Let's collect the power of chaos first, wait for the dense point to disappear, and then work together to deal with this guy. Even if he collects the power of chaos, he will use it for us." road.
"Okay, let's do it like this!" Several people said through voice transmission.
"Hehe, brother, you are right. There are a lot of Chaos Forces in this area, and it won't have any impact if everyone collects them together!" The bald cultivator smiled, nodded, and said to Xia Yan.
In fact, they communicated secretly just now. Although it was through sound transmission through the air, Xia Yan could guess it. From their eyes and the subtle expressions on their faces, it can be seen that these people definitely did not let go of what happened just now.
However, Xia Yan didn't care. With his own strength, as long as he was a cultivator below the realm of creation, if he wanted to kill himself, he would hardly have a chance.
"Haha, then what are we waiting for? Hurry up!"
As he said that, Xia Yan took the lead in flashing his figure, reaching the dense point of the power of chaos.
The three women in yellow skirts also looked at each other, didn't say much, their figures moved, and followed Xia Yan to the Enzyme Point, and took out the Qiankun Altar to collect the power of chaos.
"Using the Qiankun Altar to collect, it's really slow!"
Xia Yan took out the black Qiankun altar, controlled his spiritual power, and continuously sucked the power of chaos into the altar, watching the power of chaos pouring into the Qiankun altar like silk threads, then shook his head. This kind of collection, even if you collect it for a year, you can't collect much. You need a lot of Langya Hall points, and of course you need a lot of Chaos Power.
"I don't know if my Tower of Time can put the power of chaos in it!" Xia Yan's thoughts turned.
Back in Langya Hall, Xia Yan had thought that if he could put the power of chaos into the Tower of Time, it would be more helpful to his cultivation.
"Try it, it won't be a disadvantage anyway!" Xia Yan thought in his heart, and immediately secretly controlled the Tower of Time, mobilized his spiritual power, and tried to absorb the power of chaos into the tower.
"oh?!"
Only a split second later, Xia Yan sensed that a strange force emanated from the Tower of Time, and under the guidance of his own spiritual power, he began to absorb the power of chaos from the outside. This power from the Tower of Time is so weird that even Xia Yan can't control it, even if he just uses his consciousness to approach, every time he touches this power, he will be directly bounced away by a force.
"this… "
Afterwards, Xia Yan's eyes also widened.
A force of chaos as thick as a bucket flowed continuously towards his body.
Using the Qiankun Altar to absorb spiritual power, it seems that it is just a trickle flowing into the Qiankun Altar. But in the current Tower of Time, the power of chaos as thick as a bucket is condensed and flowed into the tower.
Comparing the two is simply jaw-dropping. The trickle formed by thousands of chaotic forces is not as good as the bucket formed by this chaotic force. In just a few breaths, this large piece of chaotic power with a diameter of 100 meters was completely absorbed by Xia Yan and quickly became smaller, becoming only ten meters in size.
"How is this going?!"
The bald cultivator glanced at them. They were all hurrying to collect the power of chaos, but the power of chaos suddenly began to disappear. I thought that the dense point was going to disappear, but the constantly generated power of chaos could still be seen, indicating that the dense point did not disappear. Then, why did the amount of Chaos Power suddenly decrease so much
After a few more breaths, all the power of chaos in this large area completely disappeared. Even the power of chaos that has just emerged from the dense point flows directly into the tower of time in Xia Yan's body.
"This guy, how did he do it?!"
"Unbelievable!"
"How is this possible? Why can his body absorb the power of chaos?!"
"It's not that his body absorbs the power of chaos, but something on his body is collecting the power of chaos."
At this moment, other people had no power of chaos to absorb, and the power of chaos just generated was directly absorbed by Xia Yan, and the others couldn't collect even a sliver.
The three of them, including the woman in the yellow skirt, were all surprised, and their faces turned gloomy.
"This kid has a treasure!" the bald cultivator said quickly to the other four through sound transmission.
"Do you want to do it?!" Chen Dong gritted his teeth. He was injured by Xia Yan's punch just now, and the hatred in his heart has not weakened.
"Wait a minute, those three people are still here." The bald cultivator signaled that three women in yellow skirts were present from the corner of his eyes.
Xia Yan, of course, knew what happened, but at this moment, he couldn't stop. He didn't know how to make the weird energy that appeared in the Tower of Time disappear, even if he wanted to stop collecting the power of chaos.
Under the gaze of others, Xia Yan could only smile dryly, pretending that nothing happened, and continued to collect the power of chaos.
"Cultivator Peng Yu, the power of chaos has been collected by this kid, what should we do?!"
A cultivator on the side of the woman in the yellow skirt also had eyes flickering, and asked via voice transmission. The woman in the yellow skirt is named Peng Yu.
"Wait and see, they will definitely not give up easily. When they attack this young man, we are looking for opportunities to make a move." Peng Yu pondered for a while, and replied via voice transmission.
The bald cultivator and others will definitely not be willing to leave like this. They will definitely kill this young man and rob him of his treasures. And the strength of this young man is also extremely strong. In a fierce battle, it is likely that both sides will suffer. At that time, the three of us will be fishermen, and we will pocket all the benefits.