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On a hilltop, three powerful auras permeated the air.
Three figures stood silently. Aotian and Snow Qincheng stood in front and behind, surrounding Dark Two in the middle, leaving him no chance to escape.
"You two are truly foolish. I dare to appear before you because I am confident. Now you choose not to flee but instead wish to kill me. Hahaha, how utterly ridiculous..." Dark Two said disdainfully as he looked at Aotian and Snow Qincheng.
"Rest assured, a Half-Step Human Spirit warrior cannot escape from me and Xue Qingcheng!" Aotian said calmly.
"Kekeke, it seems this proud young master has become overly confident after killing Qiu Mingjie..." Dark Two replied nonchalantly, but his words sent a shock through Aotian's heart.
Dark Two knew he had killed a Half-Step Human Spirit warrior yet still dared to show himself before Aotian. This indicated that he was either not a fool or had some hidden trump card that Aotian was unaware of.
"Aotian, let me show you that even among Half-Step Human Spirit warriors, there are distinctions. The one you killed was merely the lowest tier!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a pillar of Mystical Energy shot up into the sky, filled with a dense aura of Yin Sha.
The Mystical Energy attribute of Dark Two was actually Yin Sha, and more terrifyingly, Aotian could sense almost no other Mystical Energy attributes from that pillar.
The singular attribute of Mystical Energy was a hallmark of a Spirit Realm Martial Artist.
Although Dark Two had not yet reached the Human Spirit Realm, he was infinitely close to it. Aotian even had the illusion that as long as Dark Two wished, he could step into the Human Spirit Realm at any moment.
This realm, though not yet at the Human Spirit Realm, was still above Snow Qincheng.
"Kekeke, tremble in despair!" Dark Two cackled.
Aotian slowly exhaled a breath of white mist and said:
"A guy who hasn't fully stepped into the Human Spirit Realm dares to be so arrogant. Today I will show you how I kill Half-Step Human Spirit warriors! Xue Qingcheng, you don't need to take action; just hold your ground and ensure this guy doesn't escape!"
Snow Qincheng hesitated for a moment, nodded, and said:
"Alright! I'll hold the line for you!"
As she spoke, Snow Qincheng slowly sheathed the Crystal Sword and stepped aside. However, her gaze remained fixed on the two opponents, her upper body leaning forward as if she was ready to strike at any moment.
It made Snow Qincheng uneasy to let Aotian face Dark Two alone. But since Aotian wouldn’t allow her to intervene, she could only keep a close watch on the battlefield. If Aotian encountered any danger, she would act immediately.
Of course, Snow Qincheng was also curious about how strong Aotian, who had inherited the legacy of Soul Elder, truly was. Perhaps during the last battle when he defeated Qiu Mingjie, Aotian hadn't revealed his final trump card yet?
"What a foolish guy. If you two teamed up, I might have to take you seriously. Now, you're just seeking your own death!" Dark Two said with a sinister expression.
Aotian did not respond verbally; he simply stepped forward forcefully. Suddenly, an exceptionally mysterious footwork formed beneath him!
Dragon's Dance!
"To compare agility with me? You really are getting more foolish!"
With a cold laugh, Dark Two vanished like a ghost from the hilltop.
"Boom!"
Just as Aotian was executing Dragon's Dance, he abruptly halted his steps, stomping down hard on the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust.
At that moment, Aotian wore a serious expression, his eyes vigilantly scanning the surroundings. Clearly, the ghostly movement technique used by Dark Two had made it impossible for Aotian to track him.
"Kekeke, kid, our Underworld Society's Shadow Charm Technique is one of the most profound martial arts. You dare to show off your footwork in front of me? Truly a case of showing off in front of an expert!"
At that moment, Dark Two's voice echoed from all directions.
Aotian searched everywhere for Dark Two, but the latter seemed to have evaporated from the world, only their voice could be heard, but not their figure.
"Playing tricks in front of me, I wonder whose brain is malfunctioning!"
After failing to find Dark Two, Aotian sneered instead.
"Truly a young bull not afraid of tigers. Today, I'll teach you a lesson so you know that there are always people beyond people and heavens beyond heavens!" A chilling voice echoed beside Aotian.
Immediately, a cold force shot out from the side, accompanied by the sound of tearing air, ruthlessly striking towards Aotian's chest.
Aotian's expression changed; from this cold force, he sensed a deadly threat.
Not daring to be the slightest bit negligent, Aotian quickly crossed his hands to protect his heart from being hit by that force.
"Boom!"
The cold force struck at the point where Aotian's hands crossed, producing a dull thud that resonated from the impact.
Aotian's sleeves were shattered by this cold force, yet his skin shimmered with a deep ice-blue glow. Clearly, that cold force could not break through the defense of Nine Transformations of the Divine Dragon Body.
Since Aotian took the Transcendence Pill, his Nine Transformations of the Divine Dragon Body had advanced from early stage to mid-stage, significantly enhancing his physical defense.
If Aotian's body were still in the early stage at this moment, his arm would surely have been shattered into countless pieces by that cold force. But now, there wasn't even a scratch. This was the difference between early stage and mid-stage.
"Kekeke, your physical strength is quite surprising, but I wonder how many hits you can take from me?!"
As soon as Dark Two finished speaking, four even more ferocious cold forces shot towards Aotian from four directions simultaneously.
Aotian remained calm and showed no signs of panic in the face of these four fierce attacks.
A formless power surged from Aotian's forehead, covering the small hill like a spider web.
The Soul Power of a Soul Practitioner is the nemesis of all movement techniques; no matter how profound the martial arts, they cannot escape the spread of Soul Power.
Suddenly, an illusory figure flashed past under Aotian's Soul Power's detection.
A cunning smile appeared on Aotian's face. He stepped into Dragon's Dance and shot forward like a cannonball in a certain direction.
The four chilling forces seemed to have their own consciousness as they closed in on Aotian.
Just as it seemed that Aotian would be struck by those four forces, at the critical moment, his body slipped away like a slippery mudfish, evading the encirclement of the four chilling forces. He then punched towards an empty space where no one was present.
The Transformation Technique enveloped Aotian's fist in layers, and beneath his skin, a rich icy blue shimmered.
His powerful fist struck fiercely into the empty space, producing a dull thud that echoed strangely. Then, a figure began to appear faintly at the spot where Aotian had struck…
PS: I will soon enter the imperial city, and many conflicts need to be sorted out again. Writing is a bit slow; I hope everyone understands!
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