“Eight Deste Crumbling Fist!” Nash swung his fist, sending a shockwave to counter the sword form.


    Suddenly, the light in front of Ash transformed into hundreds of golden arrows, all shooting toward


    Nash.


    Nash formed a series of seals with both hands, and a sixyer mystic seal instantly took shape. It was


    a diagram with a diameter of ten centimeters, containing nine golden runes.


    As the rain of arrows approached, Nash threw his hands to his sides, and the diagram instantly


    expanded ten meters wide. The sixyer mystic seal could be used for both offense and defense.


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    Each of the hundreds of arrows carried a force of thousands of kilograms. Combined, the force equated


    to that of tens of thousands of kilograms crashing onto the mystic seal.


    There was an explosion, and the ground surged with waves of dirt and grass as high as ten meters.


    They swept through the surroundings, forming a spectacr scene.


    After exchanging a punch, Bertram and Regulus were each thrown back ten meters. They wanted to


    continue their fight but were stunned by the intense explosion and energy fluctuations they felt.


    They leaped to the top of Typhen Ridge. Upon seeing a scene equivalent to a detonation of tens of


    thousands of tons of TNT, their expressions changed.


    “I didn’t expect Nash to be this powerful!”


    Eric gasped, his pupils contracting sharply. A wave of energy swept over as he spoke, causing the dry


    trees on the mountainside to copse. Everyone used their true energy to resist the residual waves.


    The tiger lying on the ground was thrown dozens of meters away by the residual waves.


    At the center of the explosion stood Nash and Ashpletely unharmed. They closed in and started a


    new round ofbat. They moved as fast as lightning, using their fists, palm strikes, or kicks. Their


    fight was chaotic and unpredictable as they countered each other’s moves.


    The sh of sword forms and shadows of fists and feet produced deafening sounds.


    In the sky 500 meters high, Ash was sent flying after Nash punched him. Blood spurted from his mouth.


    Nash’s expression changed dramatically. “Senior Ash!”


    Afternding on the ground, Ash took a dozen steps back beforeing to a stop. Nash was already in


    front of him by the time he steadied himself.


    Ash slowly exhaled a turbid breath and waved his hand with an expression of relief. “I’m fine.” Then, he


    smiled and gestured a sign of respect. “You’re indeed a cultivation genius. I admit defeat!”


    He had practically gone all out to test Nash’s full strength just now, almost resorting to his most


    powerful techniques.


    “You’re just being modest, Senior. Your best skills are your Path techniques, but you only used them


    once just now. I could barely withstand it even using the sixyer mystic seal!”


    Nash


    Path turned the gesture. The technique Ash used just now was a


    Path ?secret art called the Radiant me Curse. It was an advanced secret art lost to the Path for


    thousands of years,parable to the Six Sons True Light Technique.


    The conditions needed to cultivate this technique were extremely strict. Not only did one need a body


    with supreme light energy, but one also had to maintain one’s purity and cultivate for 49 years. Anyway,


    Nash had no chance of practicing this particr Path art.


    Eric and the others had caught up to them by now. When they saw the 20-meter-deep hole, they


    gasped again in shock.


    Bertram’s expression was somewhat displeased. He always thought himself to beparable to Ash


    in terms of strength, but after seeing it for himself today, he realized he was more than just a level


    weaker than him.


    “Indeed, we warriors and cultivators are fundamentally iparable. Carlos sighed. After years of


    seclusion and relentless cultivation, he managed to advance his strength to the mid-Mystique Loyalty


    Realm thanks to some fortuitous opportunities.


    He thought he would be famous in the martial arts world when he reappeared. Yet now, he felt


    powerless looking at the strength of these two cultivators.


    Eric, still munching on his chips, said, “Don’t feel discouraged. With a poption of two billion in


    Drakonia, the number of people who can reach their level can be counted on just one hand.”


    At this moment, Nash and Ash jumped out of the deep pit. Ash looked at Regulus with a smile that did


    not seem quite genuine and asked, ”


    Do you still think you can fight against someone in the Profound Oriental Realm?”