Chapter 271: A Heavenly Chasm, on the Left and Right
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Martial Cultivator Chapter 271: A Heavenly Chasm, on the Left and Right

The life force of youth was always the most vigorous, especially in the case of a youth like Chen Chao. In the years gone by, he had been like a stubborn weed, growing amidst freezing winds and scorching sun. Regardless of how many storms he had weathered, he remained as tenacious as ever.

On the other hand, throughout the life of the middle-aged daoist, ever since he stepped into the Infatuation Daoist Temple many years ago, he had been cultivating without experiencing any storms. Any major issues in his cultivation were naturally solved with the help of his seniors. He had not encountered any problems along the way, transitioning from a young genius to a young powerhouse, then to a powerhouse, then becoming a Nepenthe cultivator, and finally becoming the Chief Enforcer of this Infatuation Daoist Temple. He had traversed this path smoothly, resembling a tranquil lake without ripples, a life without ups and downs, much like his own existence without vitality.

The two were indeed stark contrasts.

If one were to really speak about it, the two were even standing at the two ends of the timeline. One was the rising sun, while the other was the nearly setting sun.

The middle-aged daoist's eyes concealed the countless accumulations brought to him by endless years. When facing Chen Chao, the middle-aged daoist was like a great mountain, standing quietly in front of him, impervious to wind and rain.

Chen Chao's eyes were filled with immense pain, not the piercing kind, but a special kind of feeling, as if someone was punching his eye sockets one by one.

His body had long been toughened through numerous tempering. Even among the martial artists in the Bitter Sea Realm, he was exceptional. However, at this moment, his body which had been tempered endlessly seemed to have no effect. It could not withstand the gaze of the person standing opposite him at all.

It was as if it was not a substantial attack, but an attack launched at the depths of his soul.

Just as Chen Chao had thought before, although the middle-aged daois

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