Cultivation: I Signed in with the Talent of an Immortal at the Start

Chapter 237: Jiang Hao shows off his power Yun Miao Immortal Lord blames himself

Above the arena, the battle was fierce, with Immortal Light and Divine Abilities clashing continuously, drawing gasps and cheers from the surrounding stands.

When the presiding Elder announced the name “Jiang Hao of Lingxu Heavenly Palace,” the previously boisterous venue fell into an eerie silence for a moment.

Immediately, various whispers spread like a tide.

“Jiang Hao? Is that the Jiang Hao who possessed an Immortal King Bone but had it dug out?”

“Didn’t he have his Dao foundation destroyed and become a cripple? How dare he still get on stage?”

“Has Lingxu Heavenly Palace run out of people, to send a cripple up to humiliate themselves?”

“What a pity. Back then, he was also a Prodigy who made a name for himself, but now…”

“He actually drew the Yao Race’s Crown Prince Xiyuan. The opponent’s Physical Body is incredibly strong. Isn’t this suicide?”

All kinds of gazes converged on the figure slowly walking towards the arena.

Jiang Hao was dressed in a simple black martial attire today.

His posture was still straight, but his face seemed a bit thinner than before, and the arrogance of the past was gone from his brows, replaced by a more restrained demeanor.

He seemed oblivious to the discussions around him, his steps steady as he walked onto the wide, elevated platform.

At this moment, Su Ming had already decisively dealt with his opponent and said:

“Jiang Hao has undergone a complete Rebirth this time. He feels even more terrifying than before.”

“Indeed.”

Han Xuanji echoed.

Luck is not immutable.

After experiencing a great calamity, Jiang Hao’s Immortal Bone underwent Nirvana, and he now has the potential to soar.

This is a turning point.

If Jiang Hao can stand until the end, his future achievements might be immeasurable.

However, Su Ming might be his biggest obstacle.

As someone personally brought back by the Chief of the Dan Meridian, Su Ming has immense potential, the greatest among all the Prodigies he had seen.

On the arena.

Jiang Hao’s opponent, Crown Prince Xiyuan, was built like a small mountain, his skin having the luster of dark green rock.

A single horn glowed with a faint light on his forehead, and Demonic Qi surged around him, carrying a wild and ferocious Aura.

He scrutinized Jiang Hao, a hint of disdain flashing in his large, bell-like eyes.

“Hmph, has Lingxu Heavenly Palace run out of people?”

“Sending a cripple like you up to warm up for this Crown Prince?”

Crown Prince Xiyuan’s voice boomed, full of undisguised mockery,

“Get lost now, and you might still keep your life!”

In the stands, many people secretly shook their heads, feeling that the outcome was already decided, and some even turned their gazes away in discomfort.

However, some also had a look of anticipation in their eyes.

Jiang Hao merely raised his eyes calmly, looking at Crown Prince Xiyuan, and said faintly:

“Crippled or not, we’ll know after a fight.”

“Good!”

Crown Prince Xiyuan roared, his massive foot stomping heavily on the arena.

Boom!

The entire arena trembled slightly as his figure shot out like a cannonball, a giant fist covered in green Demonic Qi smashing directly at Jiang Hao’s face.

His Aura was violent, as if he intended to crush him into a pulp with one punch.

The power contained in this punch was enough to shatter mountains!

Many Cultivators even let out low gasps.

“This Divine Rhinoceros Race is best at physical combat, known for breaking all techniques with brute force. Crown Prince Xiyuan seems to have grasped some of its essence.”

Just as that violent fist was about to strike.

“Buzz!”

Jiang Hao’s black hair moved without wind, and the Qi and blood throughout his body roared like a volcanic eruption, faintly forming a blurry but majestic ancient Saint phantom behind him.

In his eyes, brilliant light burst forth, leaving only surging Battle Intent and confidence.

He neither dodged nor avoided, striking out with a punch of his own.

His fist was enveloped in terrifying Immortal Power, and at his chest, a divine light faintly flickered, providing him with endless strength.

“Boom!!!”

The collision of their fists did not produce the sound of bones shattering, but a dull, colossal thud like the striking of an ancient divine bell.

Under countless incredulous gazes.

The one who stumbled back several steps was actually the massive, strength-renowned Crown Prince Xiyuan.

And Jiang Hao, his figure as stable as a rock, slowly withdrew his fist, his body enveloped in a luminous white Immortal Light, his Aura like a rainbow.

All the voices of doubt and mockery abruptly ceased.

“What kind of power is that?”

“His Dao foundation… not only recovered? And it seems even stronger than before?”

“Immortal Bone Nirvana, very good, very good.”

Some knowledgeable Elders immediately saw through the situation.

Immortal Bone Nirvana was only heard of in some legends; they never expected to witness it firsthand today.

After Nirvana, the opponent’s Aptitude would become even more terrifying, truly entering the ranks of top Prodigies.

In an instant, on the high platform, the top Prodigies from various factions also cast surprised glances.

The Saintess of Yaochi let out a soft exclamation, her beautiful eyes shimmering with a strange light.

The Buddhist Son of Mount Sumeru clasped his hands, softly chanting a Buddhist name, his eyes revealing admiration.

And Jiang Lingxiao, the Divine Son of the Jiang Family, who was surrounded by others like stars around the moon, his Qi and blood as blazing as the scorching sun, his originally languid gaze suddenly sharpened.

He sat up straight, staring intently at Jiang Hao on the arena, a smile full of Battle Intent slowly curving his lips:

“Nirvana Immortal Bone… Rebirth from a crippled body, forging an even stronger Dao foundation?”

“A bit interesting. I didn’t expect such a character to appear among the Family’s younger generation.”

The former Jiang Hao, although talented, was not of the same generation as him, and there was a huge gap in their Realm and cultivation.

On the arena, Crown Prince Xiyuan was both shocked and enraged, roaring as his attacks became even more frantic and fierce.

However, Jiang Hao, possessing a Nirvana Immortal Bone, seemed to have endless power and recovery, growing stronger with each clash.

His fists became the most terrifying weapons, Immortal Light and Demonic Qi furiously colliding, deafening roars echoing incessantly.

This battle, which was initially thought to be one-sided, was now so fiercely contested.

Moreover, Jiang Hao was clearly fighting using the opponent’s most preferred method.

Finally, Jiang Hao, with a peerless fist print that fused Nirvana Immortal Power, forcefully broke through Crown Prince Xiyuan’s defense, sending him flying backward, spitting blood, and crashing at the edge of the arena.

“Thank you for the fight.”

Jiang Hao withdrew his stance, his chest rising and falling slightly, his Aura still powerful, his gaze sharp as lightning.

After a brief moment of silence, earth-shattering cheers and applause erupted like a mountain roar and a sea surge.

“Nirvana Rebirth! This is a true Prodigy!”

“Lingxu Heavenly Palace is mighty!”

Jiang Hao stood in the center of the arena, enduring countless gazes.

At this moment, he announced his return with an even more powerful stance.

“Amazing, amazing.”

Su Ming nodded repeatedly at this moment.

This was undoubtedly a formidable yet respectable opponent.

“Do you have confidence?”

Han Xuanji asked with a smile.

“Yes.”

Su Ming nodded affirmatively, a glint in his eyes:

“I won’t lose, Senior Brother. I won’t let down your nurturing.”

Clearly, Su Ming’s trump cards were also extraordinary, giving him sufficient confidence.

Han Xuanji nodded silently.

He had to admit, watching people fight was quite interesting.

The Immortal Arts and Divine Abilities used by these Prodigies were all top-tier Legacies, rarely seen in ordinary times.

Immortal Lord Yunmiao was somewhat curious when he saw the two of them communicating.

Su Ming wasn’t like this with everyone; he usually maintained a cold demeanor outside.

But when he met Han Xuanji, he was completely obedient, as if he were a different person.

What kind of charm did his Disciple possess?

“I’m ashamed, I’m ashamed.”

Immortal Lord Yunmiao reflected to himself.

To this day, he, as a Master, seemed to have taught Han Xuanji nothing.

Mainly, Han Xuanji desired nothing, appearing completely without desires, which even made him feel strange.

Several times he proactively offered things, but Han Xuanji refused.

“Could it be my problem?”

Immortal Lord Yunmiao suddenly doubted himself.

Was there something he, as Master, hadn’t done well?

…Meanwhile.

After a series of intense battles, the Heavenly Immortal Realm fights concluded quickly.

Perhaps it was destiny, but in the end, the ones standing on the arena vying for a spot in the finals were none other than Su Ming and Jiang Hao.