Five-coloured light flickered on Yan Zhaoge's torso, originating from his five internal organs, transforming into his five divinities.
Under the circulation of the five elements, there was endless good fortune and endless vitality.
As a result, his physical defense and recovery ability were greatly enhanced. It was as if he had transformed into a human-shaped Flipping Sky Seal, and he smashed it down on Shang Jun.
The high-grade Sacred Artifact in Shang Jun's hand, the Universe Reversing Axe, was originally a sharp weapon, but at this moment, he was forced to passively defend.
As he fought, Yan Zhaoge muttered to himself, "The quality of the high-grade Sacred Artifact that has been forged is not bad."
His palm almost knocked Shang Jun's white jade axe out of his hand.
"But other than the limitations of a person's own strength, their usage of high-grade Saint Artifacts can't be perfect either?"
"Although it can display the power of the Saint Weapon itself, it is unable to complement the Saint Weapon. It's as if there's a veil separating the two."
Yan Zhaoge smiled knowingly, "Success is due to treasured light, failure is also due to treasured light."
An object appeared in his hand. It was long and looked like a dagger, but it didn't have a sharp point.
The top was flattened as if it was broken, but the surface of the port was engraved with markings.
It was the Light Yin Sword Seal.
Yan Zhaoge struck out with a palm, suppressing Shang Jun even as he tapped out with the Light Yin Sword Seal on that Heaven Earth Reversing Axe.
After being engraved by the Light Yin Sword Seal, the radiance of the Heaven and Earth Reversing Axe dimmed significantly.
The white jade-like axe seemed to be covered with a layer of dust, losing its luster.
Shang Jun was unable to withstand the next palm strike. The space between his thumb and forefinger split open and the white jade axe flew out of his hand.
Looking at Shang Jun, Yan Zhaoge shook his head slightly, "Seeing Yang Chong, I still find it rather hard to believe. He is at the sixth level of the Martial Saint realm at the end of the day, having cultivated in the martial dao for so many years. Could it be that he really has never thought about how serious the problem in his own cultivation is?"
"Now that I see you with a higher cultivation, I seem to understand a little."
"The treasured light imbued with the power of faith within your bodies not only affects your cultivation of Qi and martial arts, but at the same time, it is also subtly influencing your thoughts and thoughts."
"Everything is gradually engraved in the depths of the soul. It becomes an instinct and common sense that we are used to. We won't think of questioning or opposing it."
Yan Zhaoge smacked his lips, "Still, the closer one is to the Great Dao, the more real it is. Logically speaking, when one's cultivation reaches a certain level, they should still be able to sense it, right? It's just that at your current realm, it seems like you can't sense it yet. "
"Then, how high does one have to be in order to realize the problem?"
Yan Zhaoge appraised Shang Jun all over, the latter's face livid, "Even if you run rampant for a time, let's see what you can do hundreds or thousands of years from now."
He took a wrong step and stepped twelve times in a row. Ripples appeared in the void as if he was riding on clouds and mist. His entire person flew backward.
The Misty Cloud Star Sect's Earthly Branch Overturning Rain Hand was called a "hand", but it was actually a palm technique and a movement technique.
Twelve consecutive steps almost had the ability to move through the void.
Shang Jun, however, did not dare to continue fighting with Yan Zhaoge as he wanted to flee.
In the distance, his Immortal Court had a Human Exalt, a Human Exalt.
As long as he could escape, he would be safe.
However, how could Yan Zhaoge let him escape?
He formed a sword art with his left hand and pointed the Light Yin Sword Seal with his right.
Yan Zhaoge merged completely with the sword-light, resembling the embodiment of a long river of time as he sped off in pursuit of Shang Jun.
Time surged unceasingly as the flow of time around Yan Zhaoge's body seemed to suddenly accelerate.
His speed seemed to have abruptly increased as Shang Jun would require a few breaths of time to traverse a distance which Yan Zhaoge could traverse in a single breath.
Shang Jun was forced into a corner as he turned and chopped towards Yan Zhaoge with a palm.
Yan Zhaoge's sword-light dissipated as he avoided Shang Jun's palm.
He punched outwards, light and darkness intermingling as chaos vaguely appeared.
The next moment, chaos was retracted as light and darkness were born unceasingly.
The boundless darkness retreated, transforming into immeasurable brightness.
Amidst the brightness, twelve heavenly wheels circulated amidst space, resembling twelve divinities of radiance as they illuminated the infinite space.
Next, the brightness shattered, yin and yang no longer existing as the universe was extinguished!
A Great Annihilation Brightness Palm that contained the profundities of the Peerless Heavenly Scripture struck ferociously towards Shang Jun's chest!
Ten flickering runes circulated simultaneously around Shang Jun's body, all his true essence protecting his body.
A mighty boom resounded as the ten runes all shattered, Shang Jun spurting out a mouthful of blood.
Yan Zhaoge did not cease as his fist halted before Shang Jun's chest, exerting force once more!
The next moment, Shang Jun's chest was completely penetrated through by Yan Zhaoge's fist!
Shang Jun stared wide-eyed at Yan Zhaoge, unable to die in peace.
At this moment, Shang Jun who had always been filled with confidence and a sense of superiority towards his dao tradition felt rather doubtful for the first time.
He, an Immortal Bridge Martial Saint, had actually died to a Seeing Divinity Martial Saint in a one on one battle?
Watching from the side, Fu Ting suddenly said softly, "You need not feel so unresigned. We descendants of the orthodox Daoism's Three Clear lineages might not even be able to produce a single figure like him in tens of thousands of years."
She had originally intended to join forces with Yan Zhaoge.
Having clashed briefly with Yan Zhaoge before and generally understood the depths of his strength, Fu Ting was not worried that Yan Zhaoge would be unable to defeat Shang Jun.
Still, whether one could defeat an enemy and whether one could kill an enemy were two completely different things.
Even if it was a legacy of the Immortal Court, Fu Ting would not be confident of being able to keep an eighth level Martial Saint from wanting to fight to the death as he wholeheartedly wanted to flee.
Still, watching the entire battle, Fu Ting fell silent.
She had always been a favoured daughter of Heaven. Having grown up in a place like the World beyond Worlds, ever since she had started cultivating, she had never been defeated by opponents of the same cultivation level or of the same age.
If a genius amongst geniuses like the Phoenix Prince Zhuang Chaohui were still at the sixth level of the Martial Saint realm, Fu Ting of the fifth level of the Martial Saint realm would not fear him at all.
Even Fu Ting's father, the Brocade Emperor who had already transcended the boundary between the Human and Immortal realms, might not have been able to defeat her at the same cultivation level back when he had been a Martial Saint.
Having grown up in such an environment, Fu Ting had indeed received quite a blow today.
She was not an arrogant and ignorant person. It was not that there were no people who could stand shoulder to shoulder with her.
Gao Qing of the Roving Jade Heavens was not weak in terms of talent and strength.
Still, someone who completely surpassed her had suddenly appeared before her just like that. This still left her feeling extremely unsettled.
This unprecedented experience left Fu Ting feeling unfamiliar as she even felt somewhat at a loss.
Still, her will was extremely firm as she quickly calmed her surging emotions.
Looking at the unresigned Shang Jun, Fu Ting shook her head slightly as she could not help but say those words.
That was actually what she was thinking most directly at this moment.
Hearing her words, the corners of Shang Jun's mouth twitched as he seemed like he wanted to smile, yet was unable to do so.
He wanted to speak, yet his breath finally dissipated as he breathed his last.
Yan Zhaoge was nonchalant as he smiled, "Miss Fu overpraises me. Many geniuses have appeared over the long years. This Yan is merely one of the numerous lifeforms who have been groping their way forward on the path of the martial dao."
Fu Ting glanced at Yan Zhaoge.
For some reason, while his words were clearly very humble, she just felt that something was wrong when they came from Yan Zhaoge's mouth.
With this, even the complex feelings within her heart from earlier gradually faded away.
"You did not use the martial arts of the Faceless Devilish Scripture just now, directly killing him just like that?" Fu Ting asked instead.
Yan Zhaoge shrugged, "I did. It was just mixed in with other martial arts. I did not cultivate in the Faceless Devilish Scripture in the first place. It was only for this one purpose."
Fu Ting gazed elsewhere, "Perhaps there was no difference whether I used it or not."
Yan Zhaoge gazed in the same direction as her.
There, powerful auras intersected. Another Immortal Court Exalt had clearly arrived in the vicinity!
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