The power of the intrinsic spirit field was self-evident. Just being in it made people feel uncomfortable. Of course, there were two exceptions, the violet-clothed female elder and the narrow-eyed female cultivator called Ya Xuan.
Their bodies were covered with a layer of magic incantations, but this layer of magic incantations was like a secret key. It could eliminate the sense of oppression brought by the intrinsic spirit field, as well as the feeling of spiritual power being cut off, and maintain the smooth flow of spiritual power to the outside world.
"How is it, True Monarch? Can you tell what this sacred beast is?" While Wang Ling and the silver warhorse were facing off, Dharmaraja and Fatty Luo hurriedly found an opportunity to join them.
"Hm … I can't tell for the time being." Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal couldn't help shivering. These two people dressed as women were really too scary.
Holy beasts all have their own names. If I can find out the name of this silver warhorse, I might be able to find out its weakness from the ancient texts. Fatty Luo stared at the silver warhorse with a deep frown. For some reason, he felt that this silver warhorse reminded him of a certain totem he had seen in the past. The totem was a silver-furred warhorse. It wore shoulder armor, had a single horn on its head, and two wide steel wings.
After staring at the warhorse for a long time, Fatty Luo shook his head. "This holy beast should be a unicorn, but I don't know its specific name yet …"
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal: "I heard the disciple next to the female Taoist in purple call this holy beast Martial Uncle Feifei."
Shocked, Dharmaraja blurted out, "So it's called Ma Feifei?"
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal and Fatty Luo: "…"
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At that moment, in the intrinsic spirit field, Wang Ling and the silver warhorse looked at each other deeply.
The silver warhorse was shocked. Under normal circumstances, after entering the intrinsic spirit field, apart from the person who released the field and the person who gave the spirit field the key, everyone else's spiritual energy would be greatly suppressed. Once their spiritual energy was depleted, there would be no way to replenish it.
Therefore, when many cultivators were sucked into an intrinsic spirit field, they would adopt the tactic of being tortured. Their first priority was to preserve their spiritual energy and break out of the spirit field.
However, what shocked the silver warhorse was that it could sense that the young man in front of it was brimming with spiritual energy. It was as if he was not affected at all.
Wang Ling had already changed out of his female Daoist robes and was only wearing a red and black sports jacket and a pair of track pants. This was what shocked the silver warhorse the most: without any Daoist robes or magic treasures to protect him, he was able to resist the intrinsic spirit field with just his physical body. How powerful was his source of spirit energy?
Furthermore, under the continuous effect of the golden protective light of the Sanctification Body, the consumption of spiritual power should have been greatly increased. However, not only did this youth not feel anything, he even split the golden light to protect the other three … Was he really human?
The silver horse found it hard to imagine how a Cultivator in the level of a Perfected Cultivator could have such inexhaustible spiritual energy.
"No one can do as they please in my Spirit Realm …"
The silver horse narrowed its eyes. Suddenly, the steel wings on its body spread out. They were more than two hundred feet wide. The tips of the wings faced the sky like two steel blades.
The muscles on its four limbs bulged, and the ground shook violently as its iron hooves stomped on the ground.
Less than ten meters after it took off, it soared into the sky. The steel wings on its back flapped left and right, and both wings cut through the air as it charged at Wang Ling in a cross shape.
Wang Ling stretched out his right hand, and spirit energy instantly formed a vortex in his palm. Then, he pushed his hand forward lightly.
This was just a test attack to gauge the strength of this wing attack.
This highly concentrated spirit energy was a turbine-shaped spirit wall that released powerful spirit power, but was easily smashed by the silver horse's wing attack halfway.
Wang Ling narrowed his eyes at this scene.
As he had expected, this silver horse's wing attack had the effect of breaking through defense. To some extent, it could ignore the defense of the golden protective light and inflict damage.
The corners of Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal and the others' mouths twitched at this scene.
In the middle of such a tense fight, this youth actually had the leisure to release a probing defense to test the other party's attack …
"Too abnormal …" Fatty Luo was horrified from the bottom of his heart.
"Looking at it from another angle, Brother Ling is very confident in his ability to cast spells instantaneously." Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal also sighed. If someone could improve their ability to cast spells instantaneously to the extreme, they would indeed be able to do what Wang Ling did, and wouldn't have to worry about making the first move. Even if they launched an attack later on, whether it was for attack or defense, they would be able to release multiple spells in an instant.
In the air, the silver horse cast a complicated look at Wang Ling.
This scene also left him flabbergasted.
But before he could stop marveling at it, something even more frightening happened. Wang Ling's hand turned into a knife, and a tremendous amount of spirit energy swirled around his palm. In the end, it directly transformed into a spirit knife that was dozens of meters long. It also drew a cross in the air and pushed at the wing attack in midair.
If this was an attack that could break through defense, then the countermeasure was very obvious.
It was fine as long as the attack didn't get close.
In that instant, sweat broke out on the silver horse's forehead. Even at such a distance, it could already feel the sting of this wind pressure. In the face of absolute power, it realized that everything else was superfluous.
The two crosses collided in the air, and in the end, they were directly destroyed.
At that moment, the silver warhorse finally realized how serious the situation was. As a holy beast, its ability to sense danger was far superior to that of a normal cultivator. Although it couldn't accurately calculate how strong the youngster in front of it was, it immediately made the right choice.
Flapping its steel wings in front of it, it recklessly charged at Wang Ling from the horizon, like a massive meteor falling from the sky, ready to perish together with Wang Ling.
The silver horse thought that as long as its attack hit its target, it would definitely be a suicidal attack; it could be said that it would hurt the enemy a thousand times, and hurt itself eight hundred times.
But the silver horse didn't care in the slightest. As it charged down from the sky, it had taken advantage of the right time and the right place; whether it was in terms of timing or position, it had done just fine.
The truth was that it had planned very well; with the intrinsic spirit field and the core array pattern supporting each other, there was no way it would die.
Holy beasts were called holy beasts not only because they had a long lifespan that surpassed that of first-class spirit beasts, but also because of the holy beast heart they carried. As long as the beast heart was preserved, it would have a terrifying ability to recover.
Thus, in theory, Wang Ling would definitely be the one to be injured or even killed in the end. Even if he was seriously injured, the core array pattern and the holy beast heart would protect him, so he wouldn't die at the very least.
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