Chapter 152: The Century-Old Monster
“Is this... a Super Saiyan?”
High above, Su Jingxing’s pupils contracted slightly as he gazed at the man transformed into a golden figure, eyes filled with astonishment.
The entire man radiated a golden hue—his physique or lineage was undoubtedly extraordinary.
Su Jingxing could sense that this state was not achieved through martial arts or secret techniques but stemmed purely from the power within his body.
Such power either arose from a special constitution or hereditary bloodline.
The former are known as Super Physique Warriors, the latter as Bloodline Warriors.
Super Physique Warriors cannot pass on their traits, although some are born with rare spiritual bodies, and fate or cultivation might alter their constitution later.
Bloodline Warriors, however, inherit their strength through generations.
Even if the bloodline weakens due to unforeseen events, it can suddenly resurge in a later generation.
The Three Yin Candle Blood of the Shi family serves as an example.
Therefore, the young man in the forest, who had transformed into a golden being, possessed at least one of these remarkable traits.
Of course, it was also possible he had both, though such a case was exceedingly rare.
Yet in history, individuals who were both Super Physique and Bloodline Warriors did exist.
Which category did this young man fall into?
Curious, Su Jingxing decided not to return immediately. Descending from the sky, he perched atop a tall tree, employing the “Ghost Python’s Breath Suppression Technique” to mask all his aura, silently observing the golden youth’s subsequent movements from afar.
Powerful!
After transforming into his golden form, the young man’s strength, speed, explosiveness, impact, defense, and destructive capability all increased severalfold.
Exactly by how much, Su Jingxing could not immediately estimate.
The youth had only dashed a few times yet had swiftly slaughtered the entire group pursuing them.
Among them was a strong leader, not quite a fourth-rank, but at the peak of fifth-rank.
Su Jingxing judged this by the aura fluctuations released during the battle.
Facing the golden youth, this leader unleashed his full strength without hesitation, flooding the surroundings with true energy waves equating to over fifty years of cultivation.
Just shy of sixty years, yet surpassing fifty.
At this stage, he could be either fourth or fifth rank.
It was difficult to judge without direct confrontation.
Thus, as Su Jingxing watched their fight, he could only recognize the young man’s formidable power in his golden form.
Within fewer than three rounds, the leader was slain.
His body shattered instantly by the youth’s terrifying impact, broken into several pieces.
Such combat prowess, truthfully, if Su Jingxing faced him without unleashing true energy equivalent to over three hundred years of cultivation, he would not stand a chance.
This was the frustration of being a Super Physique or Bloodline Warrior.
Compared to the Shi family’s Three Yin Candle Blood, which only aided cultivation breakthroughs, the youth before him was far more exceptional.
The pressure he radiated was utterly overwhelming.
“If this guy is also a Bloodline Warrior, then there must be differences in strength among Bloodline Warriors themselves,” Su Jingxing murmured.
He knew of Bloodline Warriors’ existence but had not delved deeply into their nature.
Now, this young man...
Huh?
Suddenly, Su Jingxing’s gaze sharpened with slight surprise.
The youth was looking directly at him!
Despite the seven or eight hundred meters between them and the darkness of night, the young man’s golden, glowing eyes seemed to discharge electricity, cold and wary.
“Interesting.”
Su Jingxing chuckled softly, neither dodging nor irritated.
He pushed off with his toes and soared like a great bird, swiftly flying toward the youth and his companions.
A resonant hum filled the air.
From the youth suddenly burst a dazzling golden light.
It scattered the darkness, illuminating a hundred meters around.
The once dim forest became brilliantly radiant in an instant.
Yet Su Jingxing did not slow his pace, continuing his rapid approach under the youth’s unwavering gaze.
Throughout, Su Jingxing clearly sensed the overwhelming battle intent emanating from the youth.
Though mixed with surprise, anger, caution, and frustration.
Still, Su Jingxing pressed forward.
However, when still over eighty meters away from the group, he abruptly veered upward, accelerating as true energy enveloped his body, disappearing beyond the horizon in a single burst.
...
“Plop!”
In the forest, the young man’s body slackened and he collapsed backward onto the ground once Su Jingxing’s aura vanished completely.
The golden radiance on his body vanished in an instant, and the forest returned to darkness.
“Seventh Young Master!”
“Seventh Brother, are you alright?”
Two of the youth’s companions hurriedly approached, worry etched across their faces.
“I’m... fine.”
The youth lay on the ground, gasping heavily.
“Just... just exhausted.”
“It’s all my fault,” the woman said, blaming herself. “If not for me, Seventh Young Master, you wouldn’t have needed to use your bloodline power.”
“It’s not... your fault,” the youth exhaled. “Earlier, a fourth-rank master was watching us from afar.”
“Huh?” The other man exclaimed, alarmed. “Someone nearby?”
“A fourth-rank too?” The woman’s eyes widened.
“Yes, fourth-rank,” the youth said, easing his breath. “He kept watching us from a distance. I don’t know his intentions—enemy, friend, or just passing by. But in my perception, he was very strong! At least a hundred years of cultivation!”
“Hiss!”
The man and woman both sucked in a sharp breath.
A fourth-rank with a century of cultivation—masters at this level easily overwhelmed ordinary fourth-rank warriors.
“Don’t worry, he’s gone now.”
The youth exhaled. “He flew toward us just now. I thought he had some purpose, but unexpectedly he suddenly changed course and vanished beyond the horizon.”
“Ah?”
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