Chapter 260: How Can a Spirit Treasure Be Universal?
Daoist Yuyang paid no further attention to Chu Xingchen, deciding to simply treat him as if he didn't exist. If Chu Xingchen still dared to drag him down, then he would just retreat.
With just Zhang Daotan alone... he was nothing more than a joke.
A waste of a Soul Formation cultivator—even if he borrowed external objects, how far could he go?
Moreover, what he borrowed was something as inferior as Willpower.
One only needed to simply figure out the patterns of the Willpower.
Daoist Yuyang stood in the air, his gaze calm as he looked at the abnormal state of Zhang Daotan, and also at the seemingly endless sea of Willpower behind him.
The previous two attacks were both constructed from Willpower, and condensed from a large amount of it at that.
The damage was decent, able to pierce through the magic robe he wore and his protective spirit power.
The speed was extremely fast, to an abnormal degree.
Daoist Yuyang's divine sense had only just captured it for an instant before the attack was already in front of him.
Seeing this, he had underestimated the power of Willpower in the past. So, what was the connection that allowed such speed?
Daoist Yuyang reached out slightly. "Grand Dao—Nine Palaces."
As the words fell, the area of the Mystic Mist Sect, which was not considered large for a Soul Formation cultivator, seemed to instantly stretch out.
Zhang Daotan, who was originally visible to the naked eye, was now an extremely small point. The seemingly endless mountain and sea of Willpower could now also be seen in rough outline.
Chu Xingchen slightly sensed the situation in all directions... he could only say that to a certain extent, the foundation of the Eighteen Immortal Sects was truly not weak.
At this moment, this piece of land had been divided into nine sections, and the sensation of spirit power passing in different areas was also very strange.
However, this move seemed purely for bullying the weak.
At least for Chu Xingchen, it appeared somewhat crude.
Naturally, no one would study useless moves. No matter how moronic a move was, it would find a matching moronic enemy.
Zhang Daotan, who had fallen into an unknown state at this moment, matched it perfectly.
Zhang Daotan raised his hand slightly again, condensing Willpower, his gaze locked onto Daoist Yuyang.
Daoist Yuyang's expression was calm, but his divine sense was doing its utmost to capture Zhang Daotan's movements, as well as... the white Willpower that ignored distance and shuttled over in the blink of an eye again.
But this time, Daoist Yuyang reacted. He raised the wooden sword in his hand and, with a swift motion, scattered the incoming white Willpower with a single strike.
So that was it... a medium.
Daoist Yuyang flashed forward, and the Nine Palaces retracted. The distance between him and Zhang Daotan instantly closed. He raised the wooden sword in his hand:
"Divine Art—Scatter Breaking."
Zhang Daotan instinctively raised his eyes to look at Daoist Yuyang. The Willpower around him surged, transforming into countless arrows that attacked Daoist Yuyang.
Daoist Yuyang swung his sword and stood his ground. A flash of sudden light crushed the countless incoming arrows and scattered the Willpower protecting Zhang Daotan.
His figure instantly pressed right in front of Zhang Daotan.
The quality of Willpower was much lower than that of spirit power. Although Zhang Daotan possessed the ability to condense Willpower, it clearly took time.
Moreover, the Willpower connected through a medium was just a useless mass without the medium.
Daoist Yuyang's gaze focused. He thrust the wooden sword in his hand forward:
"Divine Art—Curse Severance!"
Zhang Daotan raised his hand slightly, and countless amounts of Willpower rolled out. However, when it was a foot away from the tip of Daoist Yuyang's sword, it instantly failed to condense.
Daoist Yuyang's sword pierced through the overwhelming Willpower that covered the sky and struck straight at Zhang Daotan.
Zhang Daotan's gaze ignored the wooden sword swinging toward him with endless might, instead staring fixedly at Daoist Yuyang's eyes.
The sword fell.
Even with spirit power and Willpower protecting his body, Zhang Daotan had nearly half his body cut off by this sword.
Zhang Daotan's left arm, along with the greater part of the left side of his body, was severed by Daoist Yuyang's sword.
However, a brilliant white light surged from the spot between his eyebrows, protecting Zhang Daotan's head.
Zhang Daotan's expression remained unchanged. Only his pure white eyes narrowed slightly. Then, he opened his mouth and spat out two emotionless words:
"Repel Enemy..."
As these words were uttered, Daoist Yuyang felt his spiritual perception explode.
In an instant, all the Willpower rolled up. Before Daoist Yuyang could pull away, a portion of the Willpower had already transformed into pure white energy and rushed toward him.
The majority of the pure white energy rushed straight toward Zhang Daotan. His half-destroyed body was now being filled in by this energy.
Immediately afterward, Zhang Daotan's left hand, constructed from energy, rapidly rose. White Willpower gathered, and he gently extended a finger to point at Daoist Yuyang.
Chu Xingchen did not hesitate. He flashed forward rapidly. The spirit sword in his hand was wreathed in flowing water as he struck without hesitation at Zhang Daotan's head.
A strand of azure light flashed.
Zhang Daotan could not ignore Chu Xingchen's attack either. His gaze turned to look at Chu Xingchen.
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"Another expert?!"
Ye An Tao looked with wide eyes at the chaotic mixture of three distinct auras.
What was going on? How did another completely different aura pop up while they were fighting? And what was that magnificent Willpower?
Are there so many geniuses these days? Can they really just cluster together like this?
Wang Ling watched for a moment, also finding it hard to believe. "Could this be... the Incense Fire Divine Dao? It's actually this powerful?"
Chen Mousguang also felt mentally exhausted at this moment. Although they were far away, neither Chu Xingchen nor Daoist Yuyang was hiding the immense power of their attacks.
Although he didn't know the exact details, there was no doubt that Chu Xingchen and Daoist Yuyang were currently joining forces to fight against the Incense Fire Divine Dao, which was most likely Zhang Daotan.
Looking at the fluctuations of spirit power... Chen Mousguang made a blind guess that Zhang Daotan probably wasn't at a disadvantage either.
This...
Ye An Tao and Wang Ling naturally didn't need to care about the specific situation inside. They could just stand outside and exclaim—Wow, these big shots are amazing.
Because there was no one from their sects inside.
But Chen Mousguang couldn't do that. The big shot inside, even if he wasn't from the Heavenly Derivation Sect, had deep ties to the sect. At the very least, he had deep ties to Elder Bai.
He really couldn't distinguish the situation in a battle of this level. What if Chu Xingchen was at the greatest disadvantage inside? What if he fell there...
People from the Grand Dao Sect had already arrived, and it seemed they were calling for reinforcements too.
They would protect their own Daoist Son, but they would definitely not care about a genius from the Heavenly Derivation Sect who was not weaker than the Daoist Son. Not stepping on him would already count as the Grand Dao Sect having a sense of righteousness.
So, Chen Mousguang, with his heart almost breaking, took out another transmission jade token and transmitted another order to the sect.
This thing... was really expensive!
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Daoist Yuyang had a solemn expression. The defensive spirit treasures on his body were now blooming with endless light, forming shield after shield.
His own spirit treasure—that wooden sword—was also radiating black light, protecting Daoist Yuyang in front of him.
It was only occasionally controlled to make some probing attacks.
For now, it seemed he had indeed underestimated this so-called Incense Fire Divine Dao.
At this moment, every attack from Zhang Daotan had become extremely perverted. Attacks that originally required charging were now like instant casts, as if he had truly gotten serious.
Daoist Yuyang was not the type to be overconfident. Seeking victory through stability was the kingly way. He had almost brought out every defensive item he could currently deploy.
"Why don't you summon some defensive gear?"
Daoist Yuyang looked at Chu Xingchen, only to find that he was still the same as before, holding only a spirit sword condensed from magic power. He couldn't help but ask.
Chu Xingchen really wanted to answer—I'm not that damn rich.
"No need for now..." Chu Xingchen replied perfunctorily.
"Then where is your Spirit Treasure? Why haven't you brought it out yet?!"
Daoist Yuyang asked with a frown. He just felt that although Chu Xingchen hadn't sold him out at the critical moment, given the current situation, wasn't he being a bit too overconfident?!
Chu Xingchen dodged an attack coming at him by turning sideways:
"Don't rush. It's on the way."
Daoist Yuyang asked skeptically, "You don't keep your own Spirit Treasure on you? Where do you keep it?"
Chu Xingchen answered honestly:
"It's not mine. I borrowed it from my disciple to use for a bit. It takes some time to fly over."
"You..." Daoist Yuyang wanted to say something but was too exasperated to complain.
What was all this? He had never heard of a Spirit Treasure being universal.
And he was still hiding his strength in this situation?!
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