Chosen Man
Identity of Ceng Wang

The Golden Sky Lake.

At this moment above the lake a lot of mist rolled over and filled the air.

The battle between Ceng Wang and the Lang Clan ancestor had attracted the attention of many strongmen.

In the area near the Golden Sky Lake was a place where every inch of land was blessed, it was in the Nine Furnace City and was one region occupied by many cultivation factions.

When such a great battle was staged, one could imagine what sensation it would cause.

"Daoist colleague, what do you think about this young man Ceng Wang?"

The linen-robed middle-aged man would inevitably ask Feng Zun.

Last night, Feng Zun had obliterated Huo Liandu to ashes, an immortal realm intermediate level cultivator, at Whuyun Lake. Today, Ceng Wang also conducted a decisive battle at this Golden Sky Lake.

This made the linen-robed middle-aged man very curious to know how Feng Zun thought of this ancient demon Ceng Wang.

Feng Zun said casually, "This is a good talent, he should have inherited a first-rate Dao fist book, whether it be his foundation or cultivation, both of them had been forged with much harder training beyond his peers. In ancient Taoism, he could be considered the topmost genius, perhaps not a single one out of ten thousand like him. Compared to Siong Bao of the Gu Demon Sect, he was clearly much stronger."

The middle-aged man in linen robes and Jiu Feng would inevitably nod silently.

This Wang Ceng was indeed extremely powerful, and his combat strength was simply astonishing.

Not many people could be a match for him in this world.

Like the geniuses in the world, they could defeat the power that was above him.

Being able to cross the vast cultivation path and being able to suppress strong people in the immortal realm, this character like Ceng Wang was indeed extremely rare, almost no different from the wonders of the cultivation world.

If not for the scene where Feng Zun killed Huo Liandu last night, perhaps the middle-aged man and Jiu Feng would not be so calm at the moment.

"What Fellow Daoist said is very true, this Ceng Wang is indeed a character who has heaven-defying talent among the resurrected demon characters."

Jiu Feng sighed.

"I'm not done yet."

Feng Zun frowned slightly, somewhat dissatisfied with Jiu Feng cutting his words.

Jiu Feng was surprised, "Does that mean Fellow Daoist has another opinion?"

The middle-aged man also showed a curious expression.

Feng Zun lost interest in commenting further, and said proudly, "He's not as good as me."

“…”

Jiu Feng and the middle-aged man looked at each other and both became speechless.

This young man had many outstanding judgments before, it turned out that it was to show that he was more outstanding than Ceng Wang...

Feng Zun added, "Don't get me wrong, I'm just saying that on the grand Dao path, his foundation and Daoism are much lower than mine, as for in the future ... "

Suddenly Feng Zun shut up.

He suddenly realized that he was talking too much, that it might be demeaning to himself when comparing himself to a character like Ceng Wang.

'After all, who in this world could be like me, who almost stood at the end of the path of peak cultivation at this early age?

Who could become a disciple of an unrivalled Primordial Dragon God?'

Feng Zun silently said inwardly, he also sighed as he missed the figure of his teacher.

The middle-aged man and Jiu Feng became increasingly speechless.

They knew that Feng Zun was extremely arrogant and arrogant, but they did not expect him to be able to say such arrogance just like that, without filtering his words.

For a while, they didn't know what to say.

There's a call in the distance.

In the sky above the Golden Sky Lake, the figure of Lang Xiaoshan, the ancestor of the Lang family, fell into the lake violently, making the lake water gush out in all directions.

When his figure reappeared, he had become a pitiful and severely injured figure, pale-faced, looking miserable and embarrassed.

The spectator at the edge of the golden sky lake was shocked.

No doubt, this is such a big phenomenon!

In the void of air, an expression of apology appeared on the handsome face of Ceng Wang, a gray-robed young man, and said, "Hey, forgive me, I almost beat you to death just now."

Everyone : "..."

Lang Xiaoshan was even more embarrassed and angry, he seemed to want to find a hole to sink his head.

What was with this young man, he was clearly so arrogant to the extreme!

"This kid's mouth is also very poisonous."

The eyebrows of the middle-aged man in linen robes shot up within.

Jiu Feng's eyes were strange, Ceng Wang's words did seem arrogant, but when it came to hurting others' feelings, Feng Zun was clearly superior.

Jiu Feng had not forgotten that last night on the shores of Lake Whuyun, Feng Zun had persuaded him not to play music anymore in the future, he said, even he said that solemnly and expressed with a hint of disappointment...

That hurts so much!

Compared to the strange Ceng Wang, Feng Zun's words were slightly more spicy.

"Did that mysterious young man also kill Huo Liandu at Lake Whuyun last night?"

At this moment, someone by the lake suddenly spoke, and the voice was filled with admiration.

As soon as these words came out, it instantly caught everyone's attention.

The battle at Lake Whuyun last night could be heard widely and sensationally in the Nine Furnace City today.

Up until now, the cultivators in the city were still discussing who the golden-white-robed young man who killed Huo Liandu was.

When hearing that discussion, only the middle-aged lung man and Jiu Feng showed strange expressions, and inevitably glanced at Feng Zun beside him.

Feng Zun placed his hand on his back, but he didn't seem to care at all.

"Yo ho, this young man seemed to be greatly underestimating the mysterious man who killed Huo Liandu last night."

The cloth-robed middle-aged man smiled, with a hint of ridicule in his eyes.

Jiu Feng looked at Feng Zun and said intentionally, "Daoist Fellow, this young man seems to think that you are not strong enough."

Feng Zun said lightly, "Yes, but it was you who helped me hide my identity. If you say that you're not strong enough, it should be you, not me."

Jiu Feng was stunned.

The linen-robed middle-aged man could not help but smile bitterly.

"Do you know who did that?"

Someone by the lake asked again.

Ceng Wang shook his head and said, "I can only tell you that the existence of the immortal realm in the past might be enough to dominate the Luo Mainland, but in the future, it will be enough, they would really only be led by this great world wave. Yes, they will be destined to be weak ordinary people."

"really."

Speaking up to here, Ceng Wang looked around the lake, clenched his hands together, and showed a simple and humble smile, saying, "Relight in the future, please, if any of you do not like or are offended by my actions this time, I am Ceng Wang, do not mind serving all of you."

The smile was simple and humble, but one could see that the smile was not at all simple and humble, making everyone present dumbfounded, then frenzied.

It was a sensation that everyone felt.

And the figure of Ceng Wang had floated far away, and disappeared within a few blinks.

Left the body of Lang Xioshan, who had lost his soul.

He knew that the events of today were destined to become a sensation, and his fame, Lang Xioshan, would be completely reduced to a stepping stone to Ceng Wang's fame today.

They could imagine that whenever people talked about Ceng Wang, they would regard Lang Xioshan as a reference and become a laughing stock...

"This man is too arrogant..."

Jiu Feng sighed.

"Do you want to beat him up and see what this kid's face looks like when he's being harassed?"

Question the middle-aged man in linen robes.

"Rubber."

Jiu Feng did not hesitate.

"I am too."

The white-robed, middle-aged man looked to where Feng Zun was, "Where is Daoist Fellow?"

Feng Zun was uninterested and said in a daze, "I have no interest in oppressing weak characters and are destined to lose."

The white-robed middle-aged man and Jiu Feng fell silent again.

I don't know how many times they've been silent today.

In fact, the words Feng Zun had spoken several times before had left them not knowing what to say...

On the same day, the news of Lang Xioshan's defeat over Ceng Wang in the Golden Sky Lake spread like a storm throughout the entire Nine Furnace City, and caused an uproar.

"Last night, a mysterious white-robed young man had killed Huo Liandu, the Great Elder of the Divine Sword Palace, and today Ceng Wang was fighting against Lang Xioshan! What does all this mean?"

Someone was shocked and trembling.

"Truly this Ceng Wang is indeed very great! He had even completely challenged all of the cultivator characters everywhere. With such courage, how many people in the world can compare to him."

Some people appreciate and praise.

"No one knew what level of cultivation the mysterious golden-white-robed young man had last night, but Ceng Wang was different. He clearly displayed his cultivation base at the intermediate mortal realm to defeat Lang Xioshan at the early stages of the Immortal, this was like an unprecedented phenomenon!"

Someone analyzes this and gets a lot of agreeable voices that echo.

In fact, until now, very few people knew who the golden white-robed young man was, whether it was a young man or precisely an old monster.

However, the battle of Ceng Wang back then was seen to be very clear and witnessed by many cultivators with their own eyes. When comparing, they naturally looked at the facial appearance of Ceng Wang.

"Close to the Eternal Lotus Competition, the Nine Furnace City became increasingly lively. Yesterday, the two people in the Immortal Realm were frustrated one after another. Was it true that Ceng Wang's words earlier? He said that in the future of this world, it was no longer an immortal who would lead the world's current?"

In the past few months, there were many of the older generation that had their ups and downs, and it made them all realize that things in this world seemed to have signs towards drastic changes!

When the big figure of the Huo Clan got the news, they were all getting more and more depressed and mixed up.

As expected of the white-robed middle-aged man, even if the Huo clan hated Feng Zun so much, they would not publicize the embarrassing fact that it was the young man of a dozen years who killed Huo Liandu.

Too bad!

If they were to say so, what was the difference with slapping their own faces?

In the private room of a restaurant.

"Zinc Wang? Grandma, do you know who this guy is?"

Xu Yuan looked confused.

"Young Master, do you still remember that 50,000 years ago, in the Luo Mainland, there was once a pair of iron hands and conquered a continent?"

The eyes of old lady Xu Yanhe shone strangely.

Xu Yuan was startled and said, "Grandmother, do you mean the 'Mysterious Bone Emperor' who has proven with his physical body that he is capable of electrifying the world, and proving their own Dao Tempering?"

"Yes, he is also the immortal god that once existed and is known for his dominance and rebellion. He was capable of exerting any power in the world, and his own existence was enough to intimidate the world."

"They have the highest level body purification techniques in the world!"

Xu Yuan took a deep breath and said, "Didn't Grandmother Ceng Wang mean most likely to be a descendant or descendant of the Mysterious Bone Emperor?"

The old woman sighed softly, "If it wasn't for this, I really couldn't think of any other possibility, either, who could teach a small monster like Ceng Wang in the art of body purification with that monstrous power. "

Speaking up to here, the old woman looked at Xu Yuan and said with a solemn expression, "Young Master, in my opinion, it's time for you to reveal the sealed power in your body."

Xu Yuan's body trembled, and he was silent for a long time before he nodded.