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Unsurprisingly, when Aotian defeated the leader of the Mo Association and jumped from Sixth to Fourth in the Inner Courtyard Rankings, the entire academy erupted in excitement.
The force he created, the Starry Radiance Society, also welcomed numerous new students joining its ranks.
As the saying goes, it is good to take shelter under a big tree. In their eyes, Aotian's ability to defeat Mo Gang indicated that his strength was extraordinarily impressive, capable of protecting their interests from infringement. Therefore, they joined the Starry Radiance Society without much hesitation.
However, it remains to be seen how they would feel upon discovering that the leader of the Starry Radiance Society had offended both the First and Third in the Inner Courtyard Rankings.
Regardless, the influence of the Starry Radiance Society grew exponentially due to Aotian's victory, like a snowball rolling downhill.
Meanwhile, Aotian was unaware of this. At that moment, he and Niu Geng were already on their way to the northern part of Fengyun Nation.
Outside the imperial city of Fengyun Nation, in Wanchong Mountain, Aotian and Niu Geng stood quietly, both filled with vigilance.
"Sir, I know you have been following us since we left the imperial city. Continuing to do so is pointless; you might as well show yourself! If you have any difficulties, perhaps we can help you!" After a long silence, Aotian broke the stillness of the forest.
Previously, after a long kiss with Snow Qincheng, Aotian had left Xuantian Academy with Niu Geng.
However, as soon as they exited the academy, Aotian sensed someone was tailing them. Initially, he thought it was just his imagination, but when Niu Geng also mentioned feeling followed, Aotian realized it was not an illusion; someone truly wanted to seek death...
Yet Xuantian Academy was located within the imperial city, which was densely populated. It was inconvenient to act there. Thus, Aotian and Niu Geng led their pursuer into the rarely visited Wanchong Mountain, intending to eliminate this "death-seeker" there.
But in the vast forest, only Aotian's voice echoed continuously; their stalker did not reveal any trace.
"Since you refuse to show yourself, don't blame Aotian for being rude!"
Aotian shouted sternly. Immediately, a tremendous surge of Soul Power erupted from his forehead, transforming into an enormous net that covered the surrounding forest in a search for Soul Power.
In the eyes of the Soul Practitioner, such sneaky tricks clearly wouldn't stir up much trouble. After all, things invisible to the naked eye would be exposed under Soul Power.
Sure enough, a figure swiftly darted past from the side, almost impossible to see with normal vision. However, under Aotian's Soul Power, it became strikingly clear.
Aotian's lips slowly curled into a mocking smile. Then, he threw a powerful punch at a thick giant tree.
A surge of fist energy erupted, crashing into the giant tree with overwhelming force.
"Boom!"
Instantly, the tree exploded, splinters flying through the air along with wisps of smoke.
A black figure suddenly leaped out from behind the giant tree and stood straight on the branch of another tall tree.
Both Aotian and Niu Geng fixed their gazes on the figure on the branch, their brows furrowing slightly.
The figure was completely shrouded in a black robe, appearing somewhat bulky. His face was obscured by a black hood, making it impossible for even Aotian to discern his identity.
"Who are you, and why are you following us?" Aotian asked, staring intently at the mysterious robed figure.
Niu Geng leaned forward like a tiger ready to pounce, locking onto the black-robed person's energy and preventing any chance of escape.
A hoarse voice suddenly emerged slowly from beneath the black hood:
"Don't misunderstand, I have come to seek your assistance."
"Boss, I can tell this guy has bad intentions; let's just take him down!" Niu Geng glared angrily at the robed figure, clearly displeased by being followed.
Aotian shook his head, signaling Niu Geng not to act rashly, and then asked the figure in the black robe, "What do you want?"
At that moment, Aotian's murderous intent was no less than Niu Geng's, but the aura emanating from the black-robed figure gave Aotian a sense of danger. Therefore, Aotian decided to see what tricks this black-robed person was up to.
"I would like to borrow your heads for a while; how do you feel about that?" The voice of the black-robed figure remained hoarse, but there was a hint of mockery in it.
Upon hearing the black-robed person's words, Niu Geng's eyes widened, and a violent killing intent slowly radiated from his body.
From his demeanor, it seemed that as long as Aotian gave the order, Niu Geng would rush forward and twist off the black-robed person's head.
Aotian's expression also darkened significantly, a murderous aura beginning to coalesce in his eyes as he said, "Since you are here to cause trouble, let's see what you've got!"
As he spoke, a terrifying momentum surged from Aotian's body, enveloping the entire forest.
Niu Geng's eyes also filled with a bloodthirsty crimson hue.
A cold laugh escaped from the black-robed figure's mouth. Immediately, several leaves shot out from his hand and flew toward Aotian's vital points.
The once soft leaves now seemed to transform into the sharpest weapons in the world, the sound of them tearing through the air particularly piercing to Aotian's ears.
Watching the sharp leaves flying toward him, Aotian snorted coldly. Then, dense ice-blue energy rapidly gathered in his palm.
Once Aotian's hand was enveloped in ice blue, he calmly reached out and grabbed the few flying leaves.
Although the leaves had become exceptionally sharp due to the mysterious person's influence, Aotian, possessing the Nine Transformations of the Divine Dragon Body, clearly did not fear this minor attack.
Thus, he grasped the leaves in his hand, though the sharpness still caused a slight pain in Aotian's palm.
A cold light flashed in Aotian's eyes as he clenched his fist. Instantly, the leaves turned to dust and seeped through his fingers, falling to the ground.
Upon seeing the leaves disintegrate into powder, the mysterious person standing on the tree trunk pushed off from a branch, causing it to snap. He then shot towards Aotian like a cannonball.
A terrifying wave of Mystical Energy began to gather in the mysterious person's right hand, creating a heavy pressure that made the surrounding air emit a dull explosive sound.
Aotian's expression changed slightly; from that wave of Mystical Energy, he sensed a strong sense of crisis, one that was at least as formidable as that of Mo Gang!
However, Aotian was also quite bold. He could tell that this mysterious person had not yet entered the Human Spirit Realm, but was merely infinitely close to it.
Therefore, Aotian did not believe he would lose to him at this moment.
The terrifying Transformation Technique similarly gathered in Aotian's palm, and then he shot towards the mysterious person like an arrow released from a bow.
“Bang”
Both of them moved at incredible speeds, their palms colliding violently!
Both palms were infused with terrifying power; one type was golden, representing the Transformation Technique, filled with assimilative force.
The other type, Mystical Energy, appeared in a strange black color, seemingly imbued with a strong aura of death.
At the moment their powers collided, Aotian's expression suddenly changed. He could feel that the mysterious person's Mystical Energy was filled with deathly power, a force capable of annihilating an ordinary Half-Step Human Spirit warrior on the spot.
This is the Mystical Energy of the Death Attribute!
The Mystical Energy of the Death Attribute is one of the most bizarre types of Mystical Energy among many. Encountering the Mystical Energy of the Death Attribute means that a person's vitality will inevitably be infected by the power of death. At that point, it is likely that misfortune awaits.
It can be said that warriors with the Mystical Energy of the Death Attribute are among the most dangerous beings among all warriors, and few are willing to provoke such individuals.
This is because the Mystical Energy of the Death Attribute is exceedingly strange, and its power of death is difficult to defend against.
However, this does not mean that Aotian fears the power of death.
Aotian practices the Dragon God Transformation Technique, and the power within him is Transformation Technique. The Transformation Technique is filled with assimilation power, making it a nemesis to all Mystical Energy.
Although the Mystical Energy of the Death Attribute is bizarre, the assimilation power of the Transformation Technique can still assimilate that deathly Mystical Energy.
The black Mystical Energy in the mysterious person's hand grew weaker, while Aotian's Golden Energy became increasingly powerful, and its might naturally grew more terrifying.
The mysterious person clearly sensed this anomaly, and his body involuntarily trembled in fear.
Realizing that the energy contained in Aotian's hand was becoming increasingly terrifying, the mysterious person knew he could no longer delay. Otherwise, he would surely be defeated in this clash.
"Explode!" A hoarse voice filled with tremors came from beneath the black cloak.
Immediately, the Black Death Energy in the black-robed man's hand exploded violently like a bomb.
In an instant, Aotian felt a terrifying shockwave surge from his palm into his body.
This shockwave was formed by the black-robed man detonating his own Mystical Energy, and it was extraordinarily fearsome.
However, fortunately, Aotian's physical defense was quite strong, so he did not suffer any severe injuries. His face appeared somewhat pale, and his breathing was a bit irregular, having sustained only minor wounds.
On the other hand, the black-robed man's injuries were significant. After all, Mystical Energy was closely connected to him, and since he had detonated his own Mystical Energy, his injuries were bound to be serious.
A muffled groan escaped from the black-robed man's throat as his body trembled continuously. Aotian could imagine that beneath the mysterious figure's cloak, his face must be as pale as paper, with blood dripping from the corners of his mouth.
Nearby, Niu Geng's eyes flashed with wild joy. This was a chance to kick a dog when it's down; he loved it!
Thinking this, Niu Geng did not wait for Aotian to speak and lunged at the black-robed man. His muscles bulged as a terrifying force gathered from every part of his body.
"Hidden and sneaky fellow, die!"
Niu Geng's fist contained a surge of energy like a tidal wave, mercilessly crashing toward the black-robed man's chest...
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