That's right, this second faintly discernible line was pointing at Lin Chuan.
The moment the alchemist looked over, Hayashikawa's Tenseigan also noticed the alchemist. Across the battlefield, Hayashikawa smiled gently at the alchemist.
That smile seemed to say, "You finally found me."
"Why does Hayashikawa also have the ability of divination? How can he be proficient in so many fields? "The alchemist's face was clouded with uncertainty.
He already had a high opinion of Hayashikawa, and more than once, he performed divination and deduction on Hayashikawa.
He thought that he had a very detailed understanding of his opponent, but when it came to the critical moment of the confrontation, he found that things were completely different from what he expected.
At least before this, he didn't know that Hayashikawa also had the talent of divination and deduction.
Little Heng was a cultivator in this field, and at this moment, he showed this ability. The alchemist wasn't shocked, but Hayashikawa really taught the alchemist a lesson.
"How many tricks does he have up his sleeve?"
The alchemist's face became very ugly.
The opponent he couldn't see through, the future he couldn't predict, this made the alchemist, who was used to strategizing, feel the fear and frustration of the unknown for the first time.
But this time, it was the most crucial battle he had fought in countless years. If he failed, he might not be able to retreat. But this time, he could not be as confident as he was in the past.
Panic began to spread in the alchemist's heart, this feeling of losing control made him fear Hayashikawa.
"Break for me!"
As if realizing that there was a problem with his state of mind, the alchemist's face suddenly darkened, and the peony flower in his hand suddenly burst out a strange dark purple light, spreading in all directions.
This light didn't have any impact on the battlefield or the cultivators, but it constantly impacted the two lines, trying to break Hayashikawa and Little Heng's blockade of the divination ability.
"Yin Yang Art – Seal!"
Xiao Heng's expression didn't change, and the seal in his hand changed slightly. The originally faintly discernible lines instantly became much more solid at this moment. Black and white light constantly circulated on them, resisting the light bursting out from the peony flower.
Since the Peony alchemist had discovered the problem, Little Heng no longer needed to hide. He began to use his Yin-Yang technique to resist the Peony alchemist's divination ability.
At this moment, the battle between the two was already out in the open. This was a battle that went beyond the scope of spells.
Although it seemed to be silent, it was even more thrilling than those battles that erupted with dazzling light.
"Yin Yang Technique? Are you from the Yin Yang Sect?"
At this moment, Alchemist Peony had confirmed Xiao Heng's identity. This person's methods were very similar to a sect called the Yin Yang Sect that had once appeared in the cultivation world. Moreover, this method reminded Alchemist Peony of a person, an existence that even he could only live in the shadow of — Qing Ming!
Perhaps the cultivation world didn't know of the Yin Yang Sect's existence, nor did they know that a stunning figure had once appeared in this world. Under almost no one's knowledge, she cultivated all the way to immortality and finally ascended.
This person was the founder of the Yin Yang Sect, Qing Ming.
The era of Qing Ming's existence was the darkest era for Alchemist Peony. He didn't dare appear in front of the world at all, living in fear and trepidation in her shadow until she ascended. Only then did he dare reappear on this continent.
But now, he was witnessing her methods again here.
The Yin Yang Art was an extremely rare technique. In the entire cultivation world, people with this unique Yin Yang Spiritual Root were extremely rare, let alone those who cultivated it.
At this moment, Xiao Heng's actions were almost certain that this person was definitely a descendant of the Yin Yang Immortal, Qing Ming. Otherwise, there was no way he could use this level of Yin Yang Art.
"Yin Yang Art – Seal!"
At the same time, Hayashikawa's hand seal also changed. The faintly discernible lines clearly solidified, emitting black and white light.
"It's the Yin Yang Art again. Hayashikawa has Yin Yang Spiritual Roots as well!"
This discovery made Alchemist Peony's expression even more unsightly.
Alchemist Peony's confidence had been shaken in this duel of special abilities.
He knew full well that he wasn't Qing Ming's match. Under these circumstances, he instinctively felt fear when he saw Qing Ming's descendant, the successor of the Yin Yang Art. It was as if he were facing the Yin Yang Immortal herself.
"Damn it!"
Alchemist Peony cursed inwardly. The peony flower in his hand spun slightly, restraining its light.
With Xiao Heng and Hayashikawa's Yin Yang Art blocking the heavenly secrets, Alchemist Peony couldn't use divination to know how this battle would unfold.
He could only rely on what he knew to make a decision. Should he attack further, or should he just submit?
"Is this enough?" Hayashikawa looked at Xiao Heng.
"Yes," Xiao Heng said. "With his current strength, there's no way he can fight against our Yin Yang Art."
"I didn't think that a Yin Yang Art fight could reach such a level." Hayashikawa shook his head.
He was the only one who knew how dangerous it had been.
It felt as if a strange power would wipe him from the world if he wasn't careful.
Fortunately, Hayashikawa was just a bystander. The pressure from Alchemist Peony wasn't something that Hayashikawa had resisted.
What looked like Hayashikawa's Yin Yang Art was actually just an illusion. The one who'd used the Yin Yang Art wasn't Hayashikawa, but Heavenly Emperor Qing Huan, who was in the Genesis Sphere.
With two Yin Yang Masters from the Yin Yang Sect working together, even Alchemist Peony had no choice but to give up.
"Hayashikawa, this Alchemist Peony's identity has been confirmed. You guys need to be careful. If you push him into a corner, we might have to pay a heavy price." A voice appeared in Hayashikawa's mind. It was Heavenly Emperor Qing Huan.
"I understand." Hayashikawa nodded.
Hayashikawa hadn't really made a move since the beginning of the battle. The person he'd been waiting for was Alchemist Peony.
But now, he wasn't sure if this person would really fall out with him.
If his guess was right, then even if he used all his strength, he wouldn't be able to kill Alchemist Peony.
Boom!
At that moment, a surge of blood energy suddenly erupted. A terrifying aura swept across the entire battlefield, making everyone look sideways.
"Eighth Gate, Death Gate, Open!"
With an angry roar, a blood-red light shot up into the sky. Endless blood energy gathered together, turning into a giant dragon that was hundreds of feet long.
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