Free Web NovelChapter 207: Chapter 153: Li Wen Takes the Stage; Third Layer of Primordial Spirit
"Junior Brother Li, you... what stage have you reached now?" He Qiang couldn’t help but ask, his voice tinged with inquiry and doubt.
This question represented the innermost thoughts of the vast majority of Nine Heavens Peak disciples at that moment.
"I remember it clearly. Just over a month ago, he broke through to the Sixth Layer of the Nine Heavens Divine Body," another veteran disciple whispered to the person next to him. "Even with his inhuman cultivation speed, he’s probably... mid-to-late Sixth Layer at best."
"Mid-to-late stage..." someone in the crowd chimed in, their tone laced with regret. "If he’s at the late stage, there’s still some hope. But if he’s only at the mid-stage, going up against those three who have already reached perfection..."
"Sigh, if only Senior Brother Wang and the others hadn’t broken through to the Flying Star Level. With their Sixth-Layer Perfection, winning first place would have been a breeze. It’s a shame. Our peak doesn’t have a single person at Sixth-Layer Perfection below the Flying Star Level now."
Though the discussions were quiet, they clearly conveyed a sense of pessimism.
Gu Yan’s gaze quickly swept over Li Wen’s face. Seeing the calm, resolute light in his eyes, Gu Yan, despite finding it hard to believe, knew that as the senior-most disciple, he had to be decisive.
He quickly scanned his surroundings, confirming there were truly no other strong contenders below the Flying Star Level. Finally, he nodded. "Alright! Junior Brother Li, we’re counting on you for this round! Just do your best."
"Mm." Li Wen nodded. Without another word, he strode calmly toward the center of the plaza.
Under the gaze of countless eyes, he took his place at the spot designated for Nine Heavens Peak, joining the eleven other Super Martial Artist disciples from the other eleven peaks. Together, they gathered around the bobbing Profound Steel Metal Ball.
His appearance instantly caused an even bigger stir than before.
"Look! Nine Heavens Peak sent out Li Wen!"
"Didn’t they say he only broke through to the Sixth Layer a month ago? Facing three opponents at Sixth-Layer Perfection, he doesn’t seem intimidated in the slightest."
"This is going to be interesting! Will the genius create a miracle, or will his inexperience lead to his suppression?"
"Hard to say. Huang Yong from Sky-splitting Peak and Lin Wei from Xingyan Peak are both legitimate experts at Sixth-Layer Perfection! No matter how talented Li Wen is, he just hasn’t had enough time..."
The buzz of discussion from the sidelines was filled with curiosity, anticipation, and a hint of doubt.
On the field with Li Wen was Huang Yong of Sky-splitting Peak, a well-built young disciple with a composed and powerful aura. After getting a clear look at Li Wen, a serious smile appeared on his face. He spoke in a clear, resonant voice:
"Junior Brother Li Wen, I’ve long heard of your reputation! However, since we are competing, I won’t be holding back later. I hope you won’t take offense."
Lin Wei and several other top-ranked disciples also wore solemn expressions, treating Li Wen as a formidable opponent who deserved to be taken seriously. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com
In the face of Huang Yong’s well-intentioned challenge and the probing or curious gazes of the others, Li Wen simply turned calmly in Huang Yong’s direction, gave a slight bow, and offered a faint smile. "Your guidance is welcome, Senior Brother."
Instantly, the atmosphere grew even more tense and filled with anticipation.
"Round four, begin!" Zhou Yi’s clear shout rang out.
The twelve Super Martial Artist disciples from the different peaks on the field all focused their gazes at almost the exact same moment.
HUM!
HISS—
Mystical auras of various colors erupted from their bodies, transforming into multicolored energy ropes of different forms. They shot like lightning toward the Profound Steel Ball suspended in the center.
Most of the ropes were rather thin, their light flickering erratically. It was clear that the level of control varied, and the density and strength of their auras were still ordinary.
However, a few of the energy ropes were particularly eye-catching.
In front of Huang Yong from Sky-splitting Peak, a dark-gold energy rope, as solid as a real metal chain, exuded a sharpness that seemed capable of tearing through anything. It instantly locked firmly onto one side of the Profound Steel Ball.
Immediately after, above Lin Wei of Xingyan Peak, a stream of deep starlight-blue energy gathered into a beam. It was equally thick and sturdy, as if it contained the endless gravitational pull of the stars, and it coiled around the ball with immense force.
From another direction, another disciple at Sixth-Layer Perfection from Zhenyue Peak manifested an earthy-yellow energy rope that was thick, solid, and brimming with a sense of power.
The moment these three energy ropes appeared, they immediately outshone all the others on the field—whether in their visible thickness, their substantial, condensed luster, or the vast, contained power they exuded, which was far superior in stability and resilience.
Like three iron chains, they seized dominance the instant they materialized.
Just as everyone’s attention was captured by these three powerful, perfection-level energy ropes, and they were marveling at their might while subconsciously glancing at the newly entered Li Wen, wondering how inferior his own condensed rope would be—
BOOM!!!
A deep hum, like muffled thunder rolling through the heavens, exploded without warning from Li Wen’s position.
It was not a violent outburst, but a shockwave born from a terrifying condensation—the result of immense power from the depths of his Life Origin being compressed to its absolute limit.
In that instant, a brilliant pillar of light erupted from Li Wen’s body. It didn’t shoot toward the sky, but instead solidified in front of him, instantaneously condensing into a rope in an almost frozen state.
Its diameter was shockingly wider than a baby’s arm, making it a fair bit thicker than the perfection-level ropes of Huang Yong and Lin Wei.
Its entire length was a deep, chaotic purple, seeming to contain endless destruction and rebirth within.
Deep within the purple, myriads of fine, heart-stopping, violet-gold Electric Snakes crackled with thunder as they slithered, coiled, and roared.
The entire rope was no longer an illusory aura. It was so condensed it looked as if it had been cast from divine metal forged a thousand times over, smooth and flowing, yet with sharply defined edges.
