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It turned out that the limit of the number of planes that a Heavenly Venerable's body could contain was not two, but up to three.
Feng Wuding was also astonished. He had not expected that apart from him, there was actually someone else who could do this.
"Do you think that this is my limit?" he shouted loudly, and the fourth plane projection was unleashed.
"Do you think that this is my limit?" he shouted loudly, and the fourth plane projection was unleashed.
Back, back, back!
This time, everyone's mouths were agape, and they were completely speechless.
Four planes, how did he do this?
Meanwhile, Ling Han smiled faintly. Four dimensions, and this just barely made him feel like a Child of Destiny, but compared to the millions of seeds that were still only in the embryonic form of the dimensions in his body, this was only a small matter.
Limited by his cultivation base, even Ling Han could not possess millions and millions of planes. Right now, he only had 19.
The question was, what was Feng Wuding's limit?
He was somewhat curious, but he did not care. He was not here to spar with the other party, but to beat him up.
Boom, he unleashed another five plane projections in one go.
Pfft!
Everyone choked. Was there something wrong with their eyes? Why did they see something that was completely impossible?
Eight planes!
Feng Wuding was instantly suppressed, and he retreated repeatedly. His back was even bent.
The suppression from the eight planes was too powerful, and even he couldn't bear it. However, in the next instant, he roared angrily, and boundless power surged out of his body. Hum, hum, hum. A total of ten planes appeared around him.
These were his true trump cards. Ten planes, an unparalleled miracle that had never been seen since ancient times.
Everyone was also dumbfounded. Ling Han was already ridiculously powerful, and he possessed eight planes. This was something that they did not even dare to imagine. However, Feng Wuding was even more monstrous, and he had taken two more steps forward on the impossible.
This was a Child of Destiny.
"Suppress!" Feng Wuding charged over with the ten plane projections. His might was unparalleled. Among those with battle prowess at the Fifth Step, who could stop him?
Ling Han was still speechless. He merely clenched his right fist. Weng, weng, weng! Another three plane projections were unleashed, and he instantly reversed the situation.
This …
Everyone's brains couldn't process what was going on. So what if he was an Empyrean? This was an iron law that had been broken since ancient times. Who could still remain calm?
Eleven planes, are you trying to defy the heavens?
The people from the World Alliance were even more shocked, because they knew that the number of planes Ling Han truly possessed would increase by one.
Feng Wuding was also speechless. He was blessed by the heavens, so his body could easily accommodate more than ten planes. However, he was limited by his cultivation level, so he could only allow ten planes to grow.
Although Ling Han only had one more plane than him, it was something beyond his ability. It was impossible for him to catch up.
Ling Han charged straight in, bringing with him the 11 planes, and firmly suppressed Feng Wuding.
Everyone was dumbfounded, and then they sighed with emotion.
The previous generation's Chosen One of the Origin World couldn't compare to Ling Han. As expected, this fellow was more monstrous.
Many people felt a sense of pride. After all, Ling Han was one of them, while Feng Wuding was a remnant of the previous generation's Origin World. No matter what, he had to be classified as an outsider. If it weren't for the fact that they were in a frenzy, they might have even started fighting. After all, this was considered an invasion.
Feng Wuding snorted and didn't say anything else. He just continued to exchange blows with Ling Han.
He was indeed suppressed by one plane less than Ling Han, but he was only slightly suppressed. It wasn't to the extent of being crushed. Thus, he could still hold on.
He was unwilling to accept this. He had placed his hopes on exhausting Ling Han's set of Empyrean symbols. Ling Han's battle prowess would plummet.
Moreover, he still had a trump card.
His battle prowess wasn't enough, so he couldn't avoid being hit a few times. This caused him great pain, and he also felt a strong sense of humiliation.
He was a supreme genius who could surpass realms to defeat enemies, but now, he was actually being suppressed in a battle at the same level.
However, two hours were about to pass.
As expected, the light of the symbols on Ling Han's body dimmed, and his battle prowess also fell by a thousand miles.
"Haha, what is called a foundation? This is it!" Feng Wuding laughed loudly. Hong, another three symbols lit up on his body, and they were similarly supreme, capable of crushing all life.
First-rate Talismans
Heavens, not only did he have eight first-rate talismans, he could even form two sets of combination talismans, one set of three talismans, and the other set of four talismans.
This caused his battle prowess to increase by more than 170 times, and he was still able to crush all fifth-step cultivators.
Now, what could Ling Han use to block him?
Everyone shook their heads. Who would have thought that Feng Wuding would actually have three first-rate talismans, and he could even form them? This kind of battle prowess was enough to sweep away all fifth-step cultivators.
Hong, Feng Wuding's palm slammed down toward Ling Han.
Ling Han let out a long roar, and the eight symbols lit up one after another. However, he controlled them, and only circulated half of them, causing his battle prowess to increase by about 500 times.
But was 500 times still not enough?
Bang, bang, bang. Ling Han completely suppressed Feng Wuding, and he rained down blow after blow, causing Feng Wuding to be like a scarecrow that could only be sent flying.
Feng Wuding was completely stupefied. The reason why he had eight first-rate talismans was because he had inherited them from the previous generation's origin world. However, he had already used up one of Ling Han's ninth-rate combination talismans, but he was still being crushed by Ling Han.
He couldn't accept this.
Perhaps he couldn't accept it, but he couldn't change the fact that Ling Han's battle prowess was overwhelming, and Feng Wuding could only be beaten up.
"I admit defeat," he said reluctantly, but he didn't want to continue being beaten by Ling Han like this.
His arrogance hadn't disappeared, and he believed that this was only because his cultivation level was still too low, and he was unable to display all of his advantages as a Son of Heaven's Mandate. For example, he had a total of 100 plane seeds in his body, but he had only managed to transform 10 of them into planes.
As long as his cultivation level increased, even if his ability to fight above his cultivation level didn't improve, he would at least be able to maintain it. Everyone knew that once one's cultivation level increased, their ability to fight above their cultivation level would definitely fall.
One fell, and the other maintained. Who would win in a battle between equals?
A gentleman's revenge was never too late, and a real man was someone who could bow and submit when necessary.
Bang!
However, he had just finished speaking when a heavy punch landed on his face, causing his nose to bleed profusely.
"You!" Feng Wuding roared. I've already admitted defeat, so why aren't you stopping? Is this how you spar?
Bang, he suffered another punch.
"You're too much!" Feng Wuding was filled with resentment.
"You think I'm here to spar with you?" Ling Han finally spoke.
"Is that not the case?"
"Wrong, I'm here to beat you up. You're no different from those cats and dogs. Don't think too highly of yourself," Ling Han said coldly as he continued to punch. "What bullsh * t Son of Heaven's Mandate? Trash!"
These words were too hurtful.
Feng Wuding wanted to die. He thought highly of himself and believed that he was the Son of Heaven's Mandate, and that no one could compare to him. However, Ling Han didn't care about him at all and completely ignored him.
He couldn't tolerate such disregard.
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