"You damn stutterer! This sect master hasn't even used full power yet. Don't you dare get cocky now!"
"Now, this sect master will show you what true power looks like!"
Finally, the Soul Infant Sect Master could no longer bear
And as he spoke, a vast surge of dark energy erupted from within his body, shooting straight into the sky.
In an instant, the boundless void was engulfed by that dark energy, and countless wailing cries of infants spread in every direction.
The Soul Infant Sect Master had activated the Soul Infant Demonic Art — a power capable of rivaling the God-Granted Divine Power.
"Die!"
With his power bolstered, the Soul Infant Sect Master launched his offensive toward Wang Qiang.
"Haah—!"
But at that very moment, Wang Qiang let out a tremendous shout, and in the blink of an eye, four auras surged forth from his body.
At the same time, in the void that had been blanketed by the dark energy, four ferocious beasts materialized.
Those beasts were utterly terrifying, their auras radiating bone-chilling cold. Though they were nothing more than phantoms that hadn't even produced a single roar, in terms of sheer presence, they overwhelmed the sky-spanning dark energy and drowned out the cries of infants, sending a chill through one's heart.
And just as Wang Qiang's God-Granted Divine Power erupted forth, the Soul Infant Sect Master's attack had already arrived.
Under normal circumstances, at such close range, Wang Qiang would have been unable to dodge.
Yet Wang Qiang suddenly raised his hand, and the kitchen knife in his grip moved at an inconceivable speed to position itself before him. With a resounding clang, Wang Qiang's kitchen knife not only blocked the Soul Infant Sect Master's attack but actually sent him staggering backward.
"Wha—?" The Soul Infant Sect Master retreated several steps through the void before finally stabilizing his footing.
His face was blank with shock. That last strike should have been a guaranteed hit. Yet not only had it failed to connect, but he himself had been knocked back. He could hardly accept this.
"Hey, grandson! Didn't you want Grandpa to see your power? Well, go ahead and show me!" Wang Qiang taunted.
"Hmph!" The Soul Infant Sect Master, burning with humiliation and rage, let out a cold snort and charged at Wang Qiang once more.
But whether it was a close-range assault or a long-range martial technique, Wang Qiang effortlessly deflected them all. The sect master simply could not land a single blow on Wang Qiang. Instead, he was knocked back time and time again.
This situation left him utterly humiliated.
"It's that strange power...?"
After gradually calming down, the Soul Infant Sect Master took notice of the four bizarre auras emanating from Wang Qiang. He then looked upward and spotted the four majestic phantom beasts hovering in the void.
In that moment, the Soul Infant Sect Master's brow furrowed deeply. He realized that the power Wang Qiang was unleashing was actually more terrifying than his own Soul Infant Demonic Art.
"You've cultivated a forbidden demonic art?" the Soul Infant Sect Master asked.
"Dem-demonic art? Your grandpa calls this God-Granted Divine Power," Wang Qiang said mockingly.
"Who are you trying to fool? This is God-Granted Divine Power? God-Granted Divine Power could never produce this kind of aura!" the Soul Infant Sect Master retorted.
He flatly refused to believe that the power Wang Qiang was unleashing could be God-Granted Divine Power. Because he himself had cultivated a demonic art, he was firmly convinced that Wang Qiang had also cultivated a demonic art. After all, in his view, the power Wang Qiang was unleashing — whether in killing intent or malevolent aura — far surpassed his own.
"Never felt this kind of aura before? Tha-that only goes to show how narrow-minded you are," Wang Qiang said.
"Don't you get cocky! Even if you've cultivated a forbidden demonic art, I will eliminate you as a menace today!" The Soul Infant Sect Master flicked his wrist and tossed away the Ancestral Weapon in his hand.
This move drew confused looks from both the Abbot of the Buddha Light Heavenly Temple and the Sect Master of the Sword Hero Immortal Gate. The Soul Infant Sect Master was already no match for Wang Qiang. If he discarded his Ancestral Weapon, he would clearly stand even less chance of winning.
Swish—!
But just as they were riddled with doubts, a golden dagger appeared on the Soul Infant Sect Master's wrist.
"This aura... could it be... a half-immortal weapon?"
Upon seeing the weapon now in the Soul Infant Sect Master's hand, they suddenly understood. The golden dagger was none other than the half-immortal weapon — the Dragon Scale Dagger.
"So you're finally showing your last trump card. The aura of this half-immortal weapon is certainly impressive. But I... am still going to kill you today."
Once the Soul Infant Sect Master revealed his half-immortal weapon, a hint of seriousness surfaced in Wang Qiang's eyes. Because once that weapon appeared, the Soul Infant Sect Master's combat power had indeed increased dramatically. The Soul Infant Sect Master now possessed strength that warranted Wang Qiang's full attention.
"Come on then, let Grandpa see just what kind of power your half-immortal weapon has."
Though Wang Qiang had grown serious, he had also grown excited. Gripping his kitchen knife, he took the initiative and surged toward the Soul Infant Sect Master. He was eager to feel firsthand just how formidable a half-immortal weapon truly was.
"Hmph, ignorant fool! The moment you learn the power of my Immortal Weapon will be the moment of your death!"
The Soul Infant Sect Master let out a cold snort, gripping the Dragon Scale Dagger as he charged at Wang Qiang.