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Wang Shuiqun's fist was enveloped by his Mystical Energy, striking fiercely at Aotian's heart. The surrounding air was forcefully pushed aside by the wind generated from Wang Shuiqun's punch.
A heavy pressure emanated from Wang Shuiqun, enveloping Aotian in its grasp.
Wang Shuiqun's eyes were filled with a bloodthirsty excitement, as if he could see Aotian dying beneath his fists.
As Wang Shuiqun charged towards him, Aotian slowly exhaled a breath of white mist.
Then, he raised his right fist and struck hard against Wang Shuiqun's incoming punch. Upon closer inspection, one could see icy blue sparks flickering on Aotian's fist.
"Boom!"
A dull thud echoed through the air.
The mocking smile at the corner of Wang Shuiqun's mouth froze instantly. The force transmitted from Aotian's fist made him feel a twinge of fear.
"Hmph, I don't believe that after taking Soft Xuan Saliva, you can still bounce around!"
With a cold snort, Wang Shuiqun summoned an even more immense wave of Mystical Energy from within him, channeling it into the clash with Aotian's fist.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, a terrifying shockwave erupted from the point of impact between their fists, sending dust flying off the ground.
"Thud thud thud!"
Suddenly, Aotian stepped back a few paces, his face somewhat pale.
Aotian had just clashed head-on with Wang Shuiqun using only his physical strength. Although Aotian's cultivation of the Nine Transformations of the Divine Dragon Body was quite extraordinary, he was still only at the first transformation stage. Therefore, in a direct confrontation with Wang Shuiqun, he had suffered considerable losses.
Wang Shuiqun's expression darkened as he said in a deep voice, "I didn't expect your physical strength to be so formidable!"
Aotian sneered and replied, "Today, I will let you understand that even without Mystical Energy, dealing with you is as easy as pie!"
As soon as he finished speaking, an invisible Soul Power surged from between Aotian's eyebrows, transforming in the air into a phantom of a gigantic fist, which then violently struck towards Wang Shuiqun.
Sensing Aotian's attack, Wang Shuiqun's expression changed dramatically as he shouted, "Soul Power?! I didn't expect you to be a Soul Practitioner?!"
"Hehe, tonight you will leave your life here!"
As Aotian's words echoed, the phantom giant fist accelerated rapidly, carrying a faint pressure of soul energy, and slammed towards Wang Shuiqun's neck.
Wang Shuiqun's pupils constricted before he bellowed:
"Are you telling me to leave my life behind? Just because of you?!"
A surge of Mystical Energy erupted from Wang Shuiqun, transforming into a pitch-black column of Mystical Energy that shot up into the sky.
Then, Wang Shuiqun's hand seals continuously changed, and a massive black Blood Seal shot out from the column of light, slowly colliding with the illusory fist.
"Poison Spirit Seal!"
The appearance of the Dark Spirit Seal caused the surrounding leaves to turn slightly yellow, as if infected by a toxic gas.
The Dark Spirit Seal carried a terrifying and sinister aura as it pressed down towards the illusory giant fist.
The illusory giant fist did not possess the world-destroying momentum of the Dark Spirit Seal, but it was enough to instill a sense of pressure from the soul.
A clash between movement and stillness occurred suddenly in mid-air!
"Poison."
Suddenly, a strand of pitch-black thread emanated from the Heavenly Seal, wrapping around the illusory giant fist.
In an instant, a hint of dimness appeared in Aotian's bright eyes, revealing an unmistakable look of horror.
The Poison Spirit Seal released by Wang Shuiqun contained deadly poison; even more terrifying was that this poison could ensnare the soul!
At this moment, Aotian also realized that Wang Shuiqun's strength had exceeded his expectations. The power displayed by the latter was definitely more than just Innate Fivefold; with his abilities, he could easily annihilate the Mystic Beast that had chased him last time. His cries for help were likely meant to attract Aotian's attention.
Thinking of this, Aotian couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
Wang Shuiqun was truly terrifying, having started plotting from the very beginning, even predicting the final outcome.
As long as such a person existed, he would undoubtedly pose endless trouble for Aotian!
With this thought, a murderous intent surged in Aotian's eyes. Although Wang Shuiqun was cunning, he ultimately overlooked one step: Aotian was not cultivating Mystical Energy, but Transformation Technique!
Looking at the illusory fist that was gradually being entangled, Aotian hurriedly transformed it into streams of Soul Power and withdrew them into his Second Brain Sea. After all, if the soul were to be injured, it would not be a trivial matter.
"Heh heh, are you planning to surrender?" Wang Shuiqun coldly gazed at Aotian.
Aotian slowly exhaled a puff of white air and said, "I must admit, your intelligence is indeed astonishing, but this is where it ends!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a pillar of Golden Energy suddenly shot up from Aotian's body into the sky, filled with an overwhelming force.
"Mystical Energy?! How is that possible? How can you still unleash Mystical Energy?!" Wang Shuiqun shouted in shock.
Aotian sneered inwardly. If he were truly cultivating Mystical Energy, then today would indeed be dire. However, Aotian was practicing Transformation Technique, a power known for its ability to assimilate all forms of energy.
Although the Soft Xuan Saliva is somewhat peculiar, it clearly cannot hinder the assimilation power of the Transformation Technique. However, Aotian has recognized his own shortcomings from this incident.
According to Yan, if the Transformation Technique were to reach its peak, it could instantly assimilate all powers. Yet, it took Aotian several minutes to assimilate the Soft Xuan Saliva. This shows that he still has many deficiencies.
However, as Aotian's cultivation deepens and his strength gradually increases, the Transformation Technique will undoubtedly be perfected over time. At that point, it is possible that Aotian could assimilate an entire realm.
Looking at Wang Shuiqun's ghostly expression, Aotian sneered and said:
"I told you, this place will be your burial ground."
Wang Shuiqun's expression changed several times before he coldly snorted:
"Even if you recover your Mystical Energy, you still can't defeat me! Go, Poison Spirit Seal!"
As Wang Shuiqun's words fell, a pitch-black Blood Seal descended upon Aotian, with poisonous gas spreading around the Heavenly Seal.
Seeing the Blood Seal approaching him, Aotian let out a cold snort. He then began forming various hand seals with his hands, and the Transformation Technique within him surged forth like a tempest.
"Annihilation Finger!"
A Giant Finger suddenly appeared in the air; it was only half visible, but the natural patterns on it resembled those of creation itself and were filled with a sense of destruction.
"Boom!"
The Giant Finger and Blood Seal collided violently, and then two completely different types of energy began to crush towards each other.
The Blood Seal was covered in deadly poison, while the Giant Finger was filled with destructive and assimilative energy. For a moment, neither side could gain the upper hand, and the situation fell into a stalemate.
Aotian frowned slightly and then pointed with a finger. Suddenly, a vast Silver Beam shot out from his fingertip, tearing through the air as it struck towards the dark Blood Seal.
“Star Point Finger!”
On the surface, the Silver Beam did not seem as devastating as the Giant Finger, but it concentrated all its energy, filled with the vastness of stars.
This kind of attack was no less powerful than the Annihilation Finger!
“Boom!”
With Aotian's expectant gaze, the Silver Beam fiercely pierced through the dark Blood Seal...
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