I Can See Your Combat Power
Chapter 1699 - 138: Brief and Intense

Chapter 1699: Chapter 138: Brief and Intense

For martial arts researchers, the fear is not in the difficulty of the topic, but in the lack of direction for a way out.

Now that a direction has been found, what remains is to continuously delve into its depth.

But this is a completely new topic, and like all research, going from 0 to 1 is often the most difficult.

Writing sensations into the soul sounds like a simple task, but how to actually go about it has truly stumped Tang Luo.

The first difficulty is his soul, by his initial design, if he used the Law of Truth to perform Soul Casting, then the current research would have been simplified.

Just observe the structure of neurons and then make a one-to-one replica inside the soul... but his soul is a sphere!

Who can tell me, how does a sphere experience this world?

Looking at his own dark soul in a state of inner vision, Tang Luo felt an inexplicable sense of despair.

The feeling was like winning the top prize in a lottery, only to find out that the prize is the Wealthiest Underworld Package, utterly disappointing.

Even if it were the mind of an animal, there would be a standard to reference, but it had to be a sphere, of all things... a sphere.

The recent clear skies of joy had once again become obscured by dark clouds, as the Void Grandmaster gazed at his soul for a long... long time...

It wasn’t until he realized that someone was attacking the Fuling Star Domain that he snapped out of his deep thoughts.

The attackers were Zhu Huang, an elder of the Triangular Peak from the Medicine God Sect, and a master from the Little Miasma Peak. The calamitous journey of Yiqi’s Heavenly Dragon had left the various races of the Undying World in panic, with pleadings and accusations piling up on the tables of the external elders within a few days.

It’s not that all of these are signs of a guilty conscience, but what noble family can guarantee the absence of a few unworthy descendants?

The particularly cruel aspect of Yiqi’s Heavenly Dragon was the practice of exterminating entire clans, as if to add compound interest to the sin of failing to discipline family members properly—who could endure this?

The helpless families had no choice but to seek help from the Medicine God Sect, pleading for the Dao Child to withdraw his divine powers soon and promising to strictly discipline their clanspeople in the future.

Actually, as things had developed to this point with wide-reaching influence and complications, the elders of the Divine Sect also felt that it was time to reel in their own Dao Child.

Therefore, they dispatched Zhu Huang from Triangular Peak, charged with issuing the mission, along with Lei Gongteng, a master from the Little Miasma Peak.

The former came to reason with Yiqi’s Heavenly Dragon, while the latter was to ensure that the Heavenly Dragon would not act foolishly during Zhu Huang’s negotiation process.

The personnel arrangements alone reveal the earnest intentions of the Divine Sect.

They thought it was simply a mission to recall someone, but after leaving Apricot Yellow City, their enthusiasm changed.

Is it wrong to slay evil men?

Perhaps in the eyes of many physicians of the Divine Sect, Yiqi’s Heavenly Dragon’s methods were too extreme, but morally there was no room to criticize.

Even the master from the Little Miasma Peak, who had heard of the feats, thought highly of the Dao Child and frequently laughed in admiration.

However, when they entered the Fu Mansion courtyard and saw those three people who had been turned into pulp by the purple vines, the master from Little Miasma Peak could no longer laugh.

Even for a Divine Sect Dao Child, there is no right to directly execute Inner Sect Disciples beyond the laws of the Divine Sect.

From Zhu Huang’s uncontrollably trembling body, it could be known that the mission’s enthusiasm had shifted from summoning to capturing.

Even Lei Gongteng, known for excusing misdeeds, couldn’t help but sigh at Yiqi’s Heavenly Dragon’s impulsiveness.

The two followed the energy trail left by Yiqi Tianlong and pursued him out of the city, soon catching sight of the star domain that enveloped the wilderness, where Yiqi Tianlong’s energy abruptly ended.

Without the slightest hesitation, Lei Gongteng struck ferociously. In early spring, when the Spiritual Power of the wood element is at its peak, the master of Little Miasma Peak suppressed the Qingmu Domain within the wilderness with a flip of his palm. Ghost flowers and purple vines sprouted from among thousands of plants, their intertwining vines shrouding the sky, impacting and shaking the Fuling Star Domain.

Thousands of attacks, each close to the power of a third qualitative transformation Spirit Art, easily shredded the Fuling Star Domain, causing the enclosed Void Energy to burst forth violently.

Void Energy, Heavenly and Earthly Qi.

The intense reaction between two completely different energies transformed into endless sharp winds slashing towards the heavens and the earth.

Lei Gongteng brought his palms together again, reinforcing the Qingmu Domain; his robes billowed out like a gaping maw ready to devour. Thousands of emerald seeds shot out like streaks of light, penetrating the Qingmu Domain in an instant.

The seeds, filled with endless vitality, sprouted into a hundred or so fierce green shoots the moment they entered the domain. They spread out like a spider’s web in all directions, swelling from the thickness of hairs to that of fingers, and then to that of arms in an instant, until there was no gap left.

As the master of Little Miasma Peak, Lei Gongteng knew well the importance of taking the initiative in high-level combat among masters.

The opponent’s method of setting boundaries and isolating Spiritual Energy was evidently extraordinary, which is why he went all out from the start, like a lion attacking a rabbit.

By rewriting the elemental balance of Spiritual Energy in the wilderness with the Qingmu Domain and then knitting a Qingmu cage with his life vine, anyone other than the Xu Clan’s Sword Sect with a Divine Sword in hand would find it a fool’s dream to break through the domain – such is the confidence of a Superior Heavenly Sect master seizing the initiative!

Inside the Qingmu cage, Tang Luo watched the emerald seeds gradually evolve as they absorbed the wood-element Spiritual Power, and he couldn’t help but sigh.

Indeed, Zhongzhou deserved its reputation as Xiehe’s sacred land of martial arts. At the same level of mastery, this person’s ferocity was far greater than the sum of several from the Evil King Palace.

Just like in his own Fuling Star Domain, there was only one type of poisonous wood-element Primary Qi within this Qingmu Domain; even cultivators who practiced the Five Elements together would be harmed more by absorbing such Spiritual Power than by being cut off from it.

However, strong as domains are, their weaknesses are also apparent. If the attack is strong enough to tear a hole through them, it is equivalent to breaking the threat.

Gathering the dispersed shadowy energies to enhance the Void Dual Wheels while activating the Undying Body, Tang Luo’s gaze roamed the Qingmu Domain, searching through the dazzling green for the weakest point. His blood surged thunderously, and his fists, backed by the power of a Void Grandmaster, struck like a dragon.

The ear-piercing howling of the wind was like clashing metal; a tear was made in the solid Qingmu cage and Tang Luo, who had flashed out of the Qingmu Domain, threw a swipe of the Milky Way towards Lei Gongteng, whose face was full of shock.

"Elder Zhu Huang, get out of here first!"

After all, it was the Medicine God Sect’s stronghold that specialized in combat, and although the breach in the Qingmu cage caused some panic for Lei Gongteng, his response was timely.

Lei Gongteng grabbed the air with both hands, throwing out Primary Qi, and the Qingmu Spirit Realm opened up. Hundreds of wooden Azure Dragons counterattacked the sky, colliding with the Milky Way wrapped in the Power of Truth.

Lei Gongteng’s figure shot back, and with another flick of his sleeve, millions of flowers bloomed across the wilderness. Pistils shot out like arrows towards the sky, rounds of foggy pollen spread in the air, forming a toxic barrier and obscuring Tang Luo’s vision.

Each wooden dragon that emerged from the Qingmu Spirit Realm was equivalent to a top-tiered Mystical Spirit Art, but to Tang Luo, aside from being flashy, they were of no use at all.

Tang Luo, with his Undying Battle Body fully activated, punched out like lightning, facing down the soaring group of dragons and ignoring the spitting myriad of flowers altogether.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang!"

"Ting, ting, ting, ting!"

By the time the wooden splinters and spirit dissipated and the flower arrows wilted, the Void Grandmaster who landed on the ground could no longer find any trace of Lei Gongteng or Yiqi Tianlong.

"They sure ran fast."

The pungent fragrance of the flowers made Tang Luo rub his nose involuntarily. Although he grumbled in complaint, there was a rare sense of relief on his face.