The yellow-robed Daoist looked repulsive, but he stood steadily in the air. This showed the power of a rank seven.
Gao Zhengyang noticed a detail. The yellow-robed Daoist had a flame rune on his chest.
The runes of this realm were not uniform, just like the runes of the Five Thunders Mantra and the Wind Riding Spell. The runes of spells were a form of elemental energy circulation. The runes themselves had no meaning, but it was easier to understand the changes of spells through the images of the runes.
To put it simply, runes were not words, but images. They were wonderful images used for visualization to help cultivators understand spells more easily and build a complete spell system, or spell model, through the divine sense.
The elemental energy in this realm was rich and spiritual energy was abundant. It was extremely easy to obtain power. Even rocks, plants, and trees could easily turn into monsters. These monsters naturally did not understand runes, but it did not affect their mastery of power.
Runes were one way to master spells, but it was not the only way.
After learning the Wind Riding Spell, Gao Zhengyang understood the nature of runes. It was easy to learn the Five Thunders Mantra.
Although he was not proficient in spells, he was still a God Emperor. He had mastered many complicated spells. In comparison, the spells of this realm were very crude.
There was thick source energy everywhere in this realm, and there was no need for precise control.
Gao Zhengyang, on the other hand, was used to precise control of power, so he improved rapidly after familiarizing himself with the spell system. The same spell could only be released 30 to 40 percent of its power with the crude method of release. Gao Zhengyang, on the other hand, could release 120 percent of his power.
The difference was huge. Therefore, even the thousand-year tree demon and the rank seven warrior Xu Hong with the powerful magic sword could not last more than two moves against him.
It was not that Gao Zhengyang was stronger than them, but their understanding of power and the efficiency of using it were much different.
It was this deep understanding of the nature of power that allowed Gao Zhengyang to see the meaning of the rune on the other party's chest: Blazing Sun.
Moreover, the other party's Daoist robe was an artifact. The yellow Taoist robe was rippling with exquisite and orderly magic power. Gao Zhengyang estimated that it should be able to offset some magic attacks and even resist direct attacks such as knives and swords. It also seemed to be able to purify elemental energy and help people fly.
Even if one wasn't a seventh-grade mage, with this robe, they would still be able to fly.
The horsetail whisk in the old Daoist's hand and the treasured sword on his back were all Dharma artifacts. They all seemed to have their own uses.
Gao Zhengyang had been in the Immemorial Realm for half a year, but this was the first time he had seen someone with such luxurious equipment.
Even a young lady like Jiaojiao only had one weapon that was a magic tool. Although Jiaojiao had never taken it out. But Gao Zhengyang knew that the beautiful golden hairpin in her long hair was a powerful magic tool.
This was normal. After all, Jiaojiao liked to be naked. It was more convenient to hide an artifact in her hair.
The yellow-robed old Daoist was much more extravagant than Jiaojiao. It could be said that he had a whole body of artifacts. From this point of view, this guy really was someone from a certain sect.
While Gao Zhengyang was sizing up the old Daoist, the yellow-robed old Daoist was also sizing up Gao Zhengyang.
The yellow-robed old Daoist was furious. The Blazing Sun Sect was a large sect with a sphere of influence that covered more than fifty big cities. Of course, Salt Water City was located at the outermost edge of the Blazing Sun Sect's sphere of influence. Strictly speaking, it wasn't even considered the Blazing Sun Sect's territory.
However, Xu Hong had voluntarily joined the Blazing Sun Sect. Salt Water City was considered the Blazing Sun Sect's sphere of influence. Even a large organization like the Dragon Crocodile Gang wouldn't dare to oppress the Fierce Salt Gang.
This unknown kid dared to kill Xu Hong in front of him. He didn't give the Blazing Sun Sect any face at all!
The yellow-robed old Daoist was an experienced man. After his anger subsided, he forced himself to calm down. He felt that this wasn't an accidental vendetta.
Why would a seventh-grade mage who could release a powerful thunder spell be so bored as to kill Xu Hong? Xu Hong wouldn't be so brainless as to provoke him.
The yellow-robed old Daoist was sure that this was a murder. The Dragon Crocodile Gang's unyielding response to the Blazing Sun Sect's probing.
He asked sternly, "Is the Dragon Crocodile Gang trying to start a war?"
Gao Zhengyang laughed. This old Daoist had a lot of ideas. He explained, "I'm not from the Dragon Crocodile Gang."
"Not from the Dragon Crocodile Gang?"
The yellow-robed old Daoist sneered. "That's an expert hired by the Dragon Crocodile Gang. You must be dreaming if you think you can get away with this."
"Alright, think what you want."
Gao Zhengyang had already explained, but he couldn't do anything if the other party insisted on thinking that way.
Unfortunately, he had just disembarked from Jiaojiao's boat. If the yellow-robed old Daoist really wanted to investigate, he would be able to confirm his identity.
The Dragon Crocodile Gang and the Blazing Sun Sect had a tense relationship. Once there was a problem, they would suspect the other party to be up to no good.
Gao Zhengyang said, "Although your clamor is very unpleasant to hear, if you apologize, I can forgive you this once."
The reason why Gao Zhengyang wanted to kill Xu Hong and his father was simple. The other party wanted to kill him. As for the yellow-robed old Daoist, Gao Zhengyang was not afraid of him. However, there was no need to kill him just because of a few words.
In the Mixed Energy Realm, he was not that powerful. Therefore, he could be polite and give the other party a chance to take a step back.
The yellow-robed old Daoist sneered. "In your dreams. You want to leave after meeting me? Dream on!"
"Alright."
Gao Zhengyang did not waste any more time. Since the other party had made up his mind to make a move, there was no need for him to waste his breath.
Gao Zhengyang raised his hand. Five-colored lightning flashed and gathered between his fingers, turning into a huge silver lightning palm print that slapped toward the yellow-robed old Daoist.
The yellow-robed old Daoist's eyes narrowed. Although he saw the lightning flash from afar, he did not see the changes clearly. This time, he finally felt the horror of the other party's Thunder Technique.
The Five Thunder Technique was a Thunder Technique that all the major sects had. It was not considered a high-level secret technique. Although the Fiery Sun Sect specialized in fire-type spells, they also had the Five Thunder Technique.
However, most of the Fiery Sun Sect specialized in the Crimson Sun Thunder Technique. It was blazing and violent. With the support of the Crimson Sun Mantra, it was far better than ordinary Thunder Techniques.
The Daoist in front of him could casually cast the Five Thunder Technique as One. To be honest, the old Daoist had never seen it before.
Gao Zhengyang cast the technique quickly. With a wave of his hand, the Five Thunder Technique as One blasted over. Moreover, the lightning also turned into a huge silver palm print. He looked awe-inspiring and imposing.
The yellow-robed old Daoist was shocked. He hurriedly waved his horsetail whisk. A huge fire dragon flew out of the snow-white horsetail whisk. The fire dragon was more than 30 meters long. It was surrounded by raging flames and looked a little illusory. However, the appearance of the dragon could still be seen.
When the horsetail whisk was first refined, it had sealed the soul of an Earth Fire Snake. After refinement, it could summon a powerful fire dragon.
The yellow-robed old Daoist usually did not use this technique. However, Gao Zhengyang's Thunder Technique was too powerful. He did not dare to be careless.
The fire dragon roared, its roar reaching the clouds. The fire dragon's body burst into flames, turning everything that could burn in the courtyard into a raging inferno.
The fierceness of the fire dragon that could burn everything made Gao Zhengyang's Yang Spirit feel a slight tingling pain all over his body. Not only was the fire dragon powerful, but there was also a powerful soul power in it.
The old Daoist didn't look like much. He did not expect him to have such a Dharma artifact. A Daoist sect did have some tricks up their sleeves. However, he could not delay it for too long to avoid any changes.
Gao Zhengyang's mind turned. Lightning flashed between his palms and fingers, and he struck seven times in a row.
His divine sense was strong and sensitive. Few in the world could compare to his understanding of the Five Thunder God Mantra. His current Dharma power was limited. It was similar to the yellow-robed old Daoist.
However, there was a huge difference in the efficiency of the two powers' circulation.
As soon as the yellow-robed old Daoist released the fire dragon, he saw a series of silver lightning palm prints bombarding it.
The mighty Fire Dragon only suffered two palm strikes before it exploded into raging flames under the third Lightning Palm Imprint.
The yellow-robed old Daoist was so scared that he almost peed his pants. Almost instinctively, he activated the flying sword on his back.
The Red Flame Sword turned into a red stripe and slashed straight at Gao Zhengyang. A huge silver lightning handprint spun and grabbed the Crimson Flame Sword.
The Red Flame Sword twisted and forcibly broke free from the lightning palm print. The second lightning palm print fell and pressed the Red Flame Sword into the ground.
A deep pit immediately appeared on the ground. The Red Flame Sword was in the deep pit, its sword light dim.
The Red Flame Sword was refined by the yellow-robed old Daoist with his soul, so it was closely connected to the sword. The Red Flame Sword was bombarded by the power of lightning, and the yellow-robed old Daoist's mind was strongly affected.
He was operating his magic power with all his strength. The sudden impact made him lose control of his magic power, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. The Yang Spirit in his sea of consciousness was also dispirited.
Before the yellow-robed old Daoist could react, the next three lightning palm prints had fallen one after another.
A red cloud rose from the yellow-robed old Daoist's Red Cloud Daoist Robe and barely resisted the first lightning palm print. However, the Red Cloud Daoist Robe was also bombarded by the power of lightning and shattered on the spot.
The remaining two lightning palm prints directly landed on the yellow-robed old Daoist's body. Under the first palm, the yellow-robed old Daoist's body was carbonized and collapsed. The next lightning palm print landed on the yellow-robed old Daoist's Yang Spirit.
Lightning magic was the strongest, and it could restrain all souls. Although the yellow-robed old Daoist's Yang Spirit was strong, it could not withstand the five lightning magic.
The Yang Spirit, which had been cultivated for more than two hundred years, was immediately shattered into pieces by the lightning palm print.
When the yellow-robed old Daoist's consciousness disappeared, all the remnants of his soul suddenly burned. The Red Flame Sword, which fell into the deep pit, was stimulated by the power of his soul. It turned into a flame and soared into the sky, instantly disappearing without a trace.
This was the secret method of the Blazing Sun Sect, which was specially used to stimulate all the power of the soul at the last moment. The yellow-robed old Daoist knew that he could not kill Gao Zhengyang, so he activated the Red Flame Sword and returned to the sect to report.
This kind of temporary explosive secret method was extremely exquisite. By the time Gao Zhengyang realized that something was wrong, it was already too late to stop it. He could only watch the Red Flame Sword leave.
However, the yellow-robed old Daoist was dead. Even his Yang Spirit had been completely destroyed. The sword had only flown back to report the news.
Gao Zhengyang flicked his sleeve and put away the old Daoist's Flaming Dragon Horsetail Whisk. The other magic artifacts were either broken or flew away. At least there was a useful one left.
In fact, the yellow-robed old Daoist was not weak. Whether it was the magic artifact or the sword control technique, they were all exquisite and powerful.
It was a pity that he had met someone who did not play by the rules. He used martial arts to cast spells, swift and fierce, not giving the yellow-robed old Daoist a chance to catch his breath.
Gao Zhengyang cast seven lightning spells in a row. His Yang Spirit was a little tired, and more than half of his magic power had been consumed. If these seven strikes did not succeed, the following battles would be more difficult.
Gao Zhengyang's Yang Spirit returned to the inn. The little fox was waiting eagerly. When she saw Gao Zhengyang open his eyes, she hurriedly asked, "How did it go?"
"We won a complete victory."
Gao Zhengyang said proudly, then said, "But we also caused some trouble. We'd better leave as soon as possible."
Bai Ling said awkwardly, "How can we leave in the middle of the night?" As she spoke, her eyes widened and she said suspiciously, "You're not going to find that slut, are you?"
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