Putting everything else aside, Song Yuanqiao, a Grandmaster Late Stage powerhouse, was enough to intimidate all sides.
Normally, Wudang rarely interfered in Jianghu disputes.
But there was one thing they were never ambiguous about.
That was to eliminate evil and uphold Dao!
Now that the Wudang people were on Wuliang Mountain, hope immediately ignited in people's hearts.
They hoped to use Wudang's power to eliminate Fahai and Wanwan.
"Wudang Seniors, the Demonic Path people deserve death, please Wudang come forward to crusade!"
"Please execute this Demon Monk and the Demonic Path Saintess."
These people seemed crude, but in reality, their minds were meticulous. Truly reckless people would have long lost their lives in the Jianghu.
The reason they sought help from Wudang was actually because they had their eyes on Song Yuanqiao, this Grandmaster Late Stage expert!
As long as Song Yuanqiao made a move, no matter how powerful Fahai was, what could he do?
He was definitely no match for the Wudang Sect Leader!
"Father, let's do it. Eliminate this scourge for the Jianghu!"
Song Qingshu also pleaded with Song Yuanqiao to take action.
If Fahai didn't die, he couldn't quell the hatred in his heart.
No matter what, this bald donkey must be eliminated today!
Finally, at everyone's continuous request.
Song Yuanqiao slowly walked out of the crowd.
"Fahai, you have strayed into the Demonic Path. Please turn back before it's too late."
"Such heavy killing intent is of no benefit to you."
Lu Xiaofeng also advised, "Brother Fahai, Song Yuanqiao is a Grandmaster Late Stage expert."
"Even if a few of us team up, I'm afraid we're not his match."
"Moreover, they have so many people."
"It's better to stop here and make peace."
However, Fahai seemed not to hear, turning a deaf ear to these words, only staring at Song Yuanqiao.
"Sect Leader Song, this poor monk once said that the revenge for that palm strike will certainly be repaid!"
Song Yuanqiao's tone was calm: "Your Excellency, if you have the ability, feel free to try."
"Good."
Fahai nodded, and the Internal Skill within him suddenly erupted.
The Dragon tattoo on Fahai's back suddenly glowed with golden light, like a living creature soaring into the air.
It was as if a sacred Heavenly Dragon was circling his back, exuding supreme majesty!
The Heavenly Dragon descended, its Aura like a rainbow!
Fahai's Aura surged rapidly.
That golden giant Dragon roared to the sky, circling and tumbling around his body!
Ten thousand golden rays of light sprinkled down, making Fahai appear like a deity!
He wore a kasaya, held a Buddhist Staff, his expression solemn, and his gaze sharp!
Like a Buddhist Vajra descending into the mortal world!
"Rise!"
Only a low shout from Fahai was heard.
In an instant, the Buddhist Staff in his hand burst forth with astonishing Aura.
In a flash, Song Yuanqiao's expression changed dramatically.
What was this thing?
The sky-supporting zen staff shone brightly, its might pressing down on all sides, striking down with the force of thunder, as if it could crush all things!
Song Yuanqiao stared intently at that Buddhist Staff, his heart trembling.
Such a Divine Artifact was definitely not an ordinary item.
Could it be among the Divine Artifacts?
But he had never seen this item on the Divine Artifacts list.
What kind of Sharp Weapon was this!
Just as Song Yuanqiao was shocked.
Fahai swung his staff fiercely, with the force of a mountain collapse and the momentum of a tsunami!
Vast golden light erupted from the staff head, brilliant and dazzling, as bright as the sun.
Beneath this dazzling light, an irresistible, powerful force crashed down!
Extremely overbearing!
Just the sound of the wind breaking was like a Sharp Weapon cutting his face, slicing across Song Yuanqiao's cheek, leaving a trail of blood!
Song Yuanqiao immediately reined in his underestimation of the enemy.
Although Fahai was young and had just reached the Grandmaster realm, his strength could not be underestimated!
At least, this strike was already on par with his own!
"Take my palm!"
He gently pushed out a palm, seemingly powerless and without lethality.
In reality, it was one of Song Yuanqiao's signature techniques!
If anyone was even slightly careless, they would surely die here!
Mian Zhang (Cotton Palm) slowly emerged, and Song Yuanqiao's Grandmaster Late Stage cultivation fully erupted!
Using softness to counter hardness!
Facing Fahai's fierce strike, he chose to meet motion with stillness!
Palm and staff collided with a bang!
Boom—
With a loud explosion, the entire Wuliang Mountain seemed to tremble!
A destructive force emanated from the Buddhist Staff!
Even Song Yuanqiao, a Grandmaster Late Stage expert, was unable to resist!
Amidst everyone's astonishment, Song Yuanqiao was seen being sent flying by a single staff strike!
Blood spurted wildly, his face was ashen, his limbs limp, his arms hanging weakly, clearly severely injured!
"Father!"
Song Qingshu exclaimed, rushing forward to support Song Yuanqiao.
Gasps of cold air rose all around.
The heroes were horrified, all looking at Song Yuanqiao.
On Wuliang Mountain, there was dead silence; even the sound of a pin dropping could be heard clearly.
He... was he really just entering the Grandmaster realm?
Fahai, a Grandmaster Early Stage individual, was actually able to defeat Grandmaster Late Stage Song Yuanqiao in one move!
And he won so cleanly and decisively!
What kind of Prodigy was this person!
Everyone's Divine Soul was greatly shaken, and their eyes, looking at Fahai, were filled with fear and doubt.
Lu Xiaofeng stared blankly at the scene before him, his folding fan open in mid-air, not closing for a long time.
Although Hua Manlou could not see, his hearing was extraordinary, always able to capture the hidden scenes behind sounds.
At this moment, his expression changed slightly, showing surprise, his head slightly tilted, facing the direction where Fahai stood.
Su Xinghe was also full of shock, his eyes filled with disbelief.
What kind of person was this!
They found it increasingly difficult to fathom Fahai's true depth!
To heavily injure Grandmaster Late Stage Song Yuanqiao with one strike from the Grandmaster Early Stage.
This talent, this combat power, was simply unbelievable!
Could another peerless powerhouse comparable to Wang Xianzhi emerge?
That Buddhist Staff was also extraordinary!
Its Aura was sharp, pressing down on people's Divine Soul.
When that staff strike landed just now, it was as if the sky collapsed and the earth caved in; the entire Wuliang Mountain trembled because of it.
Such might, even the Sharp Weapons on the Divine Artifacts list, would be difficult to match!
Such a powerful Fahai, coupled with such an amazingly powerful Buddhist Staff!
In today's world, how many people would dare to contend with him!
"Wudang Sect Leader? Nothing more than that."
Fahai slowly withdrew his hand, his gaze coldly fixed on Song Yuanqiao, his tone full of mockery.
"You dare to insult my Wudang!"
Song Yuanqiao was furious.
As one of the Wudang Seven Heroes, having entered the School since childhood and cultivated for many years, his affection for Wudang had long been deeply ingrained, something others could not truly understand.
In his heart, Wudang was supreme!
Even more precious than his own life!
And Fahai dared to openly insult Wudang; how could Song Yuanqiao tolerate this!
"What about it?"
"Someone expelled from Shaolin, who fortunately gained fame, then presumptuously tries to be on par with Shaolin?"
"What 'Southern Respect Wudang, Northern Revere Shaolin'."
"How can Wudang's foundation compare with Shaolin's?"
Fahai's words were sharp, each like a knife, directly hitting Song Yuanqiao's inner weakness.
"The vast Wudang, apart from Zhang Sanfeng, the rest are just mediocre. What right do they have to compare with Shaolin?"
Zhang Sanfeng, originally named Zhang Junbao, was once a menial servant in Shaolin's Scripture Pavilion, apprenticing under Jue Yuan.
He learned a set of Arhat Fist from the Iron Arhat at Guo Xiang's birthday celebration and defeated the invading He Zu Dao.
Because of this, he violated Shaolin's precepts and, fearing punishment, fled the School.
After Jue Yuan's passing, he founded Wudang based on a portion of the "Nine Yang True Scripture" from his memory, gaining renown in the Jianghu.
Indeed, he was a Shaolin outcast.
Is today's Wudang only supported by Zhang Sanfeng alone?
To call his master a Shaolin outcast directly in front of his Disciple?
Fahai's audacity was truly not small!
Countless spectators gasped.
These things were not unknown to everyone, but who dared to speak them directly?
After all, Zhang Sanfeng was a recognized immortal-like figure in the Martial Forest!
Wudang also, because of him alone, joined the ranks of the super-first-rate Schools!
