Chapter 99: Punching the Heaven's Favorite Daughter

ore!"As soon as the words left her lips, pillars of fire rose up around Nangong Yanji and the Frost-Scale Dragon.Soul Technique ---- Fire Prison!Whoa, a massive inferno erupted within the Fire Hell Pr...As Wang Xuan suddenly stopped, Nie Xiangsang instantly approached him, entering a ten-zhang radius.

At this moment, Nie Xiangsang couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, the young man, facing her as one of the four great prodigies of the Mountain and Sea Realm's late stage, no longer fled. Instead, he jokingly said that he chose this place for his burial

Wang Xuan's eyes were filled with coldness.

You have plenty of surprises in store.

As soon as the words left his mouth, Wang Xuan spat a large plume of purple flames from his mouth, charging toward Nie Xiangsang with an angry face.

Wang Xuan's strike was extremely abrupt.

Nie XianSang has unexpectedly encountered another incident.

Who would have thought, someone was talking, and suddenly launched an attack.

The incident happened too suddenly, without any prior warning. The young man's molten purple fire attack showed no signs of buildup whatsoever, which left Nie Xiangsang somewhat stunned and scrambling to dodge, but there was simply no time.

‘Whew~’

The sudden surge of violet flames engulfed Nie Xiangsang's figure in an instant, forming a purple flame orb about three zhang in diameter in mid-air.

However, a streak of white moonlight immediately shot out from the purple flames, slicing through the void at incredible speed and crashing into Wang Xuan's body.

'Bang!'

Blades of white moonlight shot out from Wang Xuan's body. His figure shattered under the impact of this light, breaking into wisps of smoke that dissipated into thin air.

The Molten Purple Fireball shrank rapidly, eventually disappearing with its power. Nie Xiangsang stood in mid-air, his expression extremely cold. His fair complexion was slightly blackened by the flames, and his white clothes were burned in several places, faintly revealing the pink skin underneath the holes.

"It's over, you died in the elegant place of your own choosing."

Nie Xiangsang coldly said a word, her beautiful eyes holding displeasure.

She never expected that a boy from a secret burial ground would delay her for so long, and even make her somewhat embarrassed.

Although the boy didn't hurt her, he damaged her clothes. It's like a worm; it doesn't have much attack power, but just looking at it is disgusting.

Nie Xian Sang, who had always strived for perfection, took a deep breath. The ripped opening on her chest revealed a flash of smooth white as her breasts rose and fell gently.

Her slender figure moved slightly, and she was about to fly towards the black jade pool below to wash herself.

Just then, Nie Xiangsang's face changed drastically, and he sensed a dangerous aura behind him.

It's him!

He's still alive, and inexplicably behind him

Nie Xian Sang suddenly turned around and slapped out with his palm.

At that moment, as she turned around, she saw a figure enveloped in golden light charging towards her with a fist raised.

Wang Xuan's pupil spun at an extreme speed, his fist that he swung out was like a volcanic eruption.

This is the strongest punch he has ever thrown after achieving his full potential.

I have to say, Nie Xian Sang's combat power is perfect. Even as a female cultivator, she excels in close combat and has incredibly fast reaction speed.

Seeing the opponent's palm move towards his head, Wang Xuan did not lessen his punch. At this moment, time seemed to slow down.

Nie Xian Sang's palm shattered the golden yuan light on the young man's body, finally seeing his face clearly. It was a pair of cold and handsome features.

"How could this be! It's him..." Nie Xiangsang was shocked at that moment, unable to believe it.

'Bang!'

A deafening roar echoed as Wang Xuan's fist collided with Nie Xian Sang's palm in an instant. The impact of the blow reverberated across a radius of twenty li, striking Nie Xian Sang's abdomen with bone-jarring force.

The heavy punch landed on Nie Xiangsang's abdomen, erupting with a surge of powerful force that swept across the air, causing a violent whirlwind in its wake.

Nie Xian's face was pale with pain, and he was instantly sent flying towards the Black Jade Pool by Wang Xuan's punch.

And her palm, in the end, did not strike Wang Xuan. Her nails slid past the tip of Wang Xuan's nose.

"Not dead yet, you truly haven't disappointed me." Wang Xuan's face revealed a cold smile as he pursued the woman closely.

With the force of his single punch, he could shatter mountaintops, yet he failed to break Nie Xian Sang's flesh, let alone inflict a scratch on her.

This has to do with Nie Xian Sang's cultivation level being far superior to his, the most important thing being that Nie Xian Sang is also a formidable physical cultivator!

"You, despicable!"

Nie Xiangsang plummeted at an extreme speed, her face contorted in pain as she said, "I feel Wang Xuan's fist power surging into my dantian Qi Sea, causing it to churn violently. I can't raise any Qi for a moment."

She didn't expect that the boy she had been chasing for a long time was actually Wang Xuan.

The boy who was once so naive and innocent has now grown up and entered the Star Palace Secret Realm, possessing formidable martial arts power.

Nie Xian Sang couldn't understand. His Star River Ascending Moon strike had hit Wang Xuan, vaporizing him. Why wasn't he dead It was even more unbelievable that he was now behind him!

"You have cultivated for two and a half years longer than me. Facing me with your advanced cultivation, don't you find it despicable"

Wang Xuan replied, striking out with another punch.

'Bang!'

Terrifying fist force, the fist smashed again onto Nie Xiangsang's soft and flat abdomen, causing his already wavering Qi to surge chaotically once more.

"Bang bang bang... a flurry of punches."

Wang Xuan followed closely behind Nie Xiangsang's plummeting figure, his fists raining down like droplets, not giving Nie Xiangsang a chance to catch his breath.

Nie Xian Sang's face was exquisite, but there was pain in his brows. His white shirt had been torn apart by the boy's relentless punches, revealing a smooth, snowy patch of abdomen.

With a 'thump', Nie Xian Sang fell into the heavy water of a black jade pool, Wang Xuan close behind.

As soon as Wang Xuan entered the heavy water, he felt a surge of coolness penetrating his limbs and bones. Accompanied by this was an immense weight and countless pricking pains.

This is the heavy water of Black Jade Pool, invading his body to solidify his martial arts foundation.

In heavy water, there is a characteristic that the yuan force will be suppressed within the qi sea and unable to be cast out.

Of course, this is only for warriors under the true Dharma realm.

True Essence Realm cultivators can still wield some Yuan Force martial arts in heavy water, and the higher their cultivation level above True Essence Realm, the stronger their resistance to heavy water.

This is also the reason why Wang Xuan brought Nie Xiangsang here. Under the same realm of True Dharma, even though Nie Xiangsang possesses the cultivation of the late Mountain and Sea Realm, his martial arts cannot be displayed within the Black Jade Pool.

In heavy water, they can only rely on the strength of their own flesh.

The two plunged straight down into the Black Jade Pool under the pressure of the heavy water. At this moment, Wang Xuan saw a strange look in Nie Xian Sang's eyes, and the corners of her mouth gradually curled up into a smile.

Nie Xian Sang naturally understood that Wang Xuan wanted to use the heavy water from Heiyu Pond to limit her cultivation.

"But he made one fatal mistake. I've gone through three cycles of tempering my body, you see The first level I reached was thirty-three breaths, the second was forty-four, and the third..."

Nie Xian Sang was confident in her own perseverance. She didn't want the young man to flee into Black Jade Pool before, she just didn't want to go through too much trouble.

Now, she wanted Wang Xuan to understand why she could cultivate to the later stage of Shan Hai in just three years.

"I have to admit, I'm surprised by your current martial arts prowess. But it was just a successful surprise attack; it was my underestimation."

Nie Xiangsang's lips curled into a slight smile. He closed his eyes, and a wave of mental energy went out.

She grabbed the youth's collar and dragged him towards the bottom of the Black Jade Pool. As long as they reached a depth of three hundred and thirty-three zhang of heavy water, it would be equivalent to thirty-three breaths of body refinement, becoming her battlefield.

Wang Xuan's face remained calm as he allowed Nie Xian Sang to pull him downwards, embarking on his third cycle of tempering his body and solidifying his realm!

He aims to reach the deepest 999 zhang, in the very bottom of Heiyuchichi's heaviest water, with a single surge, he will break through to the Shanhai Realm!

Since the two times of refining the body to reach the Nine-Nine Return to One state couldn't injure Nie Xian Sang's flesh, then let it be three times.

Wang Xuen thought about it, and then closed his eyes.

Thus, the two endured the pain of heavy water permeating their bodies, solidifying their martial arts foundation. They sank silently and steadily, with each fathom descended, the agony intensifying by one degree.

While the two sank into the deep, in Xinggong Secret Realm, disputes flared everywhere.

Outside the secret realm, in a mountain valley, three groups of people are fighting, vying for a thousand-year-old spirit tree... Hao's lackey, and his cultivation level is at the eighth level of the Secret Realm.This enormous concealed Soul Skill was being wielded by Lan Bo, and once activated, it not only possessed formidable...