"Is he different from a normal late stage Spirit Transformation disciple?"
Zhu Long muttered to himself. When he looked at Yan Chutian, who was facing off against Zhu Feng, there was a flash of light in his eyes. However, the surging glimmer eventually dissipated. Then, as the aura around his body gradually grew stronger, an indifferent but unquestionable voice rang out.
"No matter how different he is from a normal disciple, Zhu Feng is still at the peak of the Spirit Transformation Realm. He … will lose without a doubt!"
"He …"
Dong Puti sneered and no longer said anything. Although she didn't understand Yan Chutian, she could tell that he was not simple from the short time they had spent together.
If she underestimated him, perhaps Zhu Feng would really suffer the same fate as Zhao Hong.
However, it was useless to say more. Everything would be proven by the facts.
At the same time, Zhu Feng quickly suppressed the shock in his heart. No matter what, he was still at the peak of the Spirit Transformation Realm, which was two small realms higher than him. With such a large gap between them, could Zhu Feng really overturn the heavens in his hands?
Without any explanation, in the next moment, Zhu Feng turned into an afterimage and shot out explosively once again.
Like a ghost, Zhu Feng suddenly appeared behind Yan Chutian. His palms were filled with spirit force that could shatter mountains as they mercilessly smashed down on Yan Chutian.
However, Zhu Feng was very fast, so how could Yan Chutian be slower than him? When Zhu Feng's palms, which carried boundless spiritual energy, slammed down, Yan Chutian had already escaped. Therefore, Zhu Feng's palm could only strike the ground. A vast force spread out, causing the surrounding magma to splatter, creating a turbulent scene.
"Hmph!"
After his attack failed, Zhu Feng let out a cold snort and charged forward once more. He didn't believe that with his peak Spirit Transformation Realm cultivation, how long could this late stage Spirit Transformation disciple last before him!
As a result, what followed was a good show of a cat catching a mouse. Zhu Feng unceasingly chased after Yan Chutian, but Yan Chutian was like a slippery loach, able to evade his attacks every time.
What made him even more curious was that during this process, the other party didn't show any signs of sluggishness. It was as if the spiritual energy in his dantian was endless, not to be outdone by him.
However, this kind of stalemate was not something Zhu Feng wanted to see. After all, he was a candidate at the peak of the Spirit Transformation Realm. If a disciple at the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm dared to jump around in front of him for so long, how could he establish his prestige?
"Hmph, do you think you can withstand my attacks like this? I didn't want to pay attention to a late stage Spirit Transformation disciple like you, but you asked for it! "
Zhu Feng shouted coldly. In the next instant, spirit light surged from his hand. A vast amount of spirit power continued to gather in his palm and even his entire arm. Even his arm was about to emit a dazzling light. However, compared to the light, the powerful pressure under the light was even more frightening. As long as it came down, even a late stage Spirit Transformation cultivator would not be able to resist and could only surrender.
"Golden Spear Subduing Heaven Hand!"
Boom!
Under the pressure of the powerful spirit power, even Yan Chutian felt a huge pressure and staggered a few steps back.
Facing the pressure of the giant spirit hand, he no longer dodged. After all, although dodging could allow him to deal with it temporarily, it would be troublesome if Lu Yang arrived.
Moreover, as one of the top ten geniuses in the Heaven Realm, he had mastered countless spirit spells. Why would he need to fear this kind of attack?
"Phew …"
He gently let out a breath and in the next instant, his eyes suddenly lit up with spirit energy. As the spirit energy surged, strands of pure spirit energy seemed to appear out of thin air. They quickly intertwined in front of him and turned into an ancient stone tablet.
Boom!
The stone tablet fell and floated in the air before Yan Chutian slowly reached out his right hand and imprinted it on the stone tablet.
At the last moment when his right hand touched the stone tablet, a low murmur slowly echoed.
"Great Mercy Tablet!"
Boom!
In an instant, the countless inscriptions on the stone tablet lit up one by one. The light was as bright as the stars. Then the light gathered together and shot into the sky like a pillar of light at the giant spirit energy hand!
"Boom!"
A loud boom resounded once again. At this moment, even Dong Puti and Zhu Long, who had been fighting all this time, had stopped. They had a feeling that the victor was about to be decided.
When the roar and the majestic spirit energy gradually dissipated, the two of them could be seen standing several feet away. Their clothes were tattered, their auras were weak, and there was even blood everywhere.
However, this seemingly even battle shocked Zhu Long and Dong Puti too much. Especially Zhu Long. He could not imagine that a mere late stage Spirit Transformation cultivator could fight Zhu Feng to the point where both sides were injured. What would happen if he reached the peak of Spirit Transformation?
Even though she had heard that Yan Chutian had defeated Zhao Hong, who was at the peak of Spirit Transformation, it was not as shocking to Dong Puti as the scene before her. In fact, if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, which cultivator would believe that a late stage Spirit Transformation cultivator could fight a peak Spirit Transformation cultivator like this?
"Cough …"
At the same time, Yan Chutian suddenly coughed and blood came out from the corner of his mouth. He looked at Zhu Feng, who was still in a sorry state, and felt a bit helpless.
If he didn't use the spirit eye's ability to dodge attacks, it would be too difficult to fight a peak Spirit Transformation cultivator head on. Just like now, his injuries were not light.
However, it was also because of this that he had to pay such a price. The victor had already been decided.
"Pu …!"
What Yan Chutian expected, but what Dong Puti and Zhu Long didn't expect was that Zhu Feng suddenly coughed out a large amount of blood. Just like Yan Chutian, his bloodstained body suddenly softened and he no longer made a sound.
"What?!"
Dong Puti and Zhu Long were shocked. The two of them originally thought that Yan Chutian and Zhu Feng had fought until both sides were injured, but now it seemed that it wasn't an internecine battle. It was clear that Yan Chutian had defeated Zhu Feng!
"How is this possible?!"
Zhu Long's expression changed greatly. Just a moment ago, he thought that Yan Chutian, who was at the late stage of Spirit Transformation, only had a little bit of skill and was not Zhu Feng's match. However, the next moment, Zhu Feng had been defeated. Didn't that mean that his words had become a large slap to his face?
Dong Puti's beautiful face changed slightly and revealed a hint of mockery. Her wild beauty appeared and she slowly said, "Zhu Long, it looks like the situation is not as you expected!"
Hearing this, Zhu Long's face turned pale, but he couldn't refute it. This was the truth that had happened before his eyes, so how could he refute it?
However, what he didn't expect was that Dong Puti had seized this moment to launch a series of powerful attacks. Even though he had reacted, it was too late. In the end, he was suppressed and blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.
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