Wang Xuan stood tall and balanced, exuding a sense of strength and power. It was already past nine o'clock, and the sun had risen, casting a radiant light over him. In stark contrast, the atmosphere inside the memorial hall was heavy with gloom.

People gazed at him, noticing how he seemed to glow—this young man, barely in his twenties, was on the verge of entering the master realm, making him particularly captivating. The two masters of the New Technique realm stood in the cold hall, their expressions dark and distant, creating an icy atmosphere.

Soon, attendees sensed something was amiss. The radiant young man remained unmoving, his eyes growing ever more brilliant, like flashes of lightning. Meanwhile, Sun Chuan, one of the masters, trembled slightly, gripping his hands tightly as they quivered!

What was happening?

A silent confrontation began as the young powerhouse of The Old Technique faced the seasoned master of the New Technique, causing a disturbance in the air around them. Suddenly, a wreath nearby fluttered, as if torn apart by invisible hands due to their proximity!

Even those unfamiliar with cultivation sensed the tension—an unspoken struggle was unfolding, and it was undeniably intimidating. People were astonished; this young man, still not a true master, could contend with a real master?!

"Is something going to happen?" Wu Yin worriedly thought. In her mind, while Little Wang was strong, he was still only a quasi-master. Could he really stand against a true master?

"He's holding his own; this is unbelievable!" Old Wu marveled, recognizing that the one truly struggling was the master from the New Technique realm. Sweat beaded on Sun Chuan's forehead as he shook slightly.

As time passed, it became evident that Sun Chuan was having trouble maintaining his stance; he was struggling to hold up against Wang Xuan's pressure.

"This is absurd! Old Wang is this strong?!" Zhong Cheng exclaimed, unable to contain his surprise. Had Old Wang truly become a master in just one day?

More and more people realized the truth; the positioning made it clear that while Wang Xuan attempted to enter the hall, the New Technique master was blocking his path. Now, the middle-aged master was the one at a disadvantage.

The funeral home in An City was large, with many notable attendees—wealthy figures from New Star, representatives from big organizations, and prominent individuals from the Old Earth, all of whom had significant status.

Everyone's attention was fixed on the entrance of the memorial hall, where the young man stood like a drawn sword, his eyes radiating astonishing beams of light, forcing Sun Chuan to bend slightly at the waist.

Gasps echoed through the crowd; a mere newcomer was overpowering an established master. It was truly astounding!

Many had come directly from a nearby estate where they had witnessed his prowess on that rainy night, and now they were even more impressed.

Wang Xuan didn't want to press the issue too much, given that this was Oliesha's memorial service. Making a master kneel would come off as overly aggressive. He believed in showing mercy, especially in such an inappropriate setting where it could cause controversy. Thus, he gradually withdrew his mental energy.

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However, not everyone was keen on ending things there!

As Sun Chuan began to straighten, he received a silent signal from his companion. Zhou Wei supported Sun Chuan's arm, indicating that he should unleash his power without restraint.

In an instant, Sun Chuan understood—Zhou Wei intended to strike secretly, aiding him to publicly suppress this rising young talent from The Old Technique.

The confrontation in the mental realm was perilous; if both of them unleashed their mental energies, they could not only suppress Wang Xuan but potentially inflict severe trauma on him.

Sun Chuan steeled himself. The Old Technique realm had only this one prodigy. After Chen Yongjie's death, if they could also eliminate this young man, The Old Technique would truly be finished.

If both the new and old generations of The Old Technique were to fall, they would never find a suitable powerhouse again!

Boom!

Without hesitation, Sun Chuan activated his mental energy again, taking advantage of Wang Xuan's momentary lapse in concentration to launch a fierce attack.

At the same time, Zhou Wei erupted with power, his forehead gleaming as if a light were radiating from within. This phenomenon was unique to the New Technique realm, where they possessed secret methods. Regardless of their mental state, upon reaching the master realm, they exhibited extraordinary manifestations.

Not far away, a wreath burst apart—a distinctly ominous occurrence for such a solemn event.

Wang Xuan's gaze turned icy. While he preferred to be amicable, that didn't mean he was a pushover. He had been on guard all along, his mental realm developed enough to be far more perceptive than those of the two masters.

He sensed something was wrong instantly and decisively activated his burgeoning mental realm. A faint white mist formed before him, while his eyes shot forth beams of light like swords!

"Ah…"

Sun Chuan screamed, clutching his head as if his skull might crack. Pain shot through his eyes, blood streaming from the corners as he felt himself sway and then kneeled, cradling his head and groaning in agony, his face a mask of despair and mental chaos.

Meanwhile, Zhou Wei also staggered back, nearly falling if he hadn't collided with the crowd.

Wang Xuan remained unscathed. Having developed part of his mental realm placed him in a unique position within the master tier. It was rare to find someone like him.

The true transformation into a mental realm occurs at the Lighting the Lamp stage. His situation was particularly unique, mainly due to his repeated exposure to heightened senses and having ventured into the "Secret Path."

He stood there, illuminated by sunlight, radiating brilliance and contrasting sharply with the two masters in the memorial hall.

Wang Xuan chose not to pursue his advantage further. He was not skilled in techniques of mental attack; all he had done was mount a firm counterattack.

Sun Chuan knelt not because he wanted to humiliate Wang Xuan, but because his attempt to suppress Wang Xuan had backfired, leading to his own downfall.

The hall erupted into chaos, disbelief rippling through the crowd. A vibrant young man had just overthrown two powerful figures from the New Technique realm, with one now kneeling in defeat.

Among the distinguished attendees, many faces changed as they witnessed the event. Everyone realized just how formidable this young man was. They had never seen a true master in their twenties before!

Just days ago, some had discussed his potential, speculating about when he might step into that realm. Who would have thought that merely a day later, Little Wang had transformed into a true Master Wang!

What shocked everyone most was that upon entering this realm, he managed to overpower two seasoned masters, suggesting a brilliant future ahead, sparking awe and astonishment.

"Little Wang—no, Master Wang—you've truly surprised me beyond expectations!" Old Wu exclaimed sincerely, then glanced at his niece, whispering, "What do you think?"

On another side, Zhong Cheng was equally excited. "As expected of Old Wang! He dares to stand alongside the likes of Old Zhang. Has he really… become a master? It's so fast and powerful! In this moment, I'd gladly call him Master Wang; the future is indeed bright!"

He then turned to Zhong Qing and said, "Sister, what do you think of this person? Should we truly let him capture your heart?"