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The previous battle, regardless of Ye Youluo, had left a deep impression on everyone. Sima Wuduan's overwhelming power had shocked all, and it was undeniable that both of them had reached their limits based solely on their own abilities. It remained a mystery how Ye Youluo had evaded Sima Wuduan's soul-piercing strike, the Yellow Spring and Azure Sky. Bu Luo could ascertain that such an enigmatic state could not be maintained indefinitely; otherwise, wouldn't Fei Tian Dong be invincible?
Bu Luo calmly assessed Yan Dong's strength and felt the situation was dire. He believed that whether it was Ye Youluo or Sima Wuduan, Mu Qinglong, at least one of them must possess a Pseudo-Artifact. But what if all three did? One Pseudo-Artifact equated to a Great Master in Fusion; if they possessed three, Bu Ping thought, Ye Youluo would find it impossible to achieve anything against them. They would have no choice but to give up.
Now was an extraordinary opportunity; Sima Wuduan and Ye Youluo's Great War must have consumed considerable energy. It could be said that this was Sima Wuduan's weakest moment since the battle began. For Gu Ping and his companions preparing to breach the realm, this was an excellent chance. If they missed it, they would have to wait for Sima Wuduan to gradually regain his spiritual power. By then, attempting to breach would be akin to facing an opponent capable of unleashing at least eighty percent of their strength in the Late Stage of Transformation—a challenge beyond what Transcendence practitioners could overcome.
"Senior Zhang, should I let him take that opportunity?"
Zhang Chunlin had just taken a step forward when he heard a slightly youthful voice behind him. He realized the opportunity before him; for someone like him, a Loose Cultivator, failing to seize this chance would make it difficult to breach Sima Wuduan's defenses even with his High Leg in the Transcendence Realm. There was a significant risk he might be eliminated right away.
A Peak of Golden Core?
A cultivator who hadn’t even reached the infant stage dared to challenge the realm? It had been many generations since a Golden Core Cultivator entered the first tier of the Sky East Tournament. It was hard to believe that such a bold young person existed. Even though Yan Dong and Sima Wuduan were severely drained, a Peak of Golden Core would still struggle against a Peak of Nascent Soul. Zhang Chunlin pondered this deeply.
He shook his head slightly, knowing that the opportunity might have slipped away and uncertain whether he could grasp it.
"Please, senior."
Gu Ping no longer contested anything; opportunities were fleeting. Besides Zhang Chunlin, only Ying Zhan, Night Emperor, and Pei Gui remained among the Transcendent Practitioners. He didn’t believe Night Emperor and Ying Zhan would willingly accept elimination; they would at least give it their all. After all, they had only just entered the second realm. In past Sky East Tournaments, Transcendent Practitioners were often eliminated during the Third Realm stage, and this tournament had increased in difficulty time and again.
"Don't worry; even if he is a Transcendent Practitioner, it doesn't mean he won't face challenges," Fei Qian would not grant him any respite.
"Then thank you, senior."
Zhang Chunlin stroked his beard, taking large strides through the air. The strange phenomenon brought by Ye Youluo had vanished with the end of the battle, leaving the sky clear and serene. It was one of the rare pleasant days since the beginning of Fei Tian Dong Jue, and he wondered how long such weather would last.
Loose Cultivator, Zhang Chunlin.
Oil Lu Dao, Sima Wuduan.
With a deep breath, everyone relished the excitement of the consecutive Transcendence Great Wars. Even the Eastern cultivators watching from afar took a long, deep breath. Regardless of Tenglan's domain or Guo Jia's shifting tactics, Ye Youluo's Starry Universe Eastern Chess showcased powerful spells that were rarely seen in a hundred years. Yi Dongzi had certainly had his fill of the spectacle. Bu Luo found it hard to imagine how Sima Wuduan could show no signs of fatigue after such intense battles.
The Nascent Soul could communicate with Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy through Dan Ying, and as one progressed to Transcendent Practitioner, their body would gradually transform into Spirit, composed entirely of pure spiritual energy. Once reaching the Transcendence Stage, one could directly manipulate Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy. Although the battles appeared grandiose, they did not significantly deplete the cultivators' external spiritual energy. However, it was hard to believe that Sima Wuduan felt no fatigue at all.
Tenglan hesitated for a moment, calmly analyzing Sima Wuduan's current state. In four Great Wars, each battle required complete focus to prevent any mistakes that could lead to a breach in defense. The mental exhaustion from such concentration was not something that could be easily recovered from in a short time.
Moreover, that soul-piercing Sword Technique would likely not be able to be used again in a short period; opportunities like that were rare.
As Tenglan assessed the situation from the East, Zhang Chunlin and Sima Wuduan had already begun their first clash in mid-air. Sima Wuduan did not even sheath his Dull Sword; instead, he raised it directly to collide with Zhang Chunlin's two meaty palms. It was evident that Zhang Chunlin, in the early stages of Transcendence, was caught off guard by Sima Wuduan's sudden burst of power and was sent flying dozens of yards away with just one strike.
The wind stirred and clouds gathered.
Zhang Chunlin took a deep breath and waved his Dao Robe. Suddenly, winds began to swirl as the clouds above started to churn ominously. The sky seemed to lower under the pressure of Dong Lai as Zhang Chunlin leaped into the air, disappearing into the thick clouds above without a trace.
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