"I am Xuan Feng. Greetings, Brother Tang Huan." After he finished speaking, the Tian Clan man's eyes turned, and his gaze landed on Tang Huan. He cupped his hands and laughed, "Brother Tang Huan's great name, even in my Tian Clan's' Azure Feather Secret Realm ', is like thunder piercing my ears!"
"On this golden altar, Brother Tang Huan has always been far ahead of me, causing me to be unable to catch up. Now, I've finally managed to catch up after a lot of effort. However, Brother Tang Huan, you have to hurry up. If I accidentally pass the ninth floor's test first, then that would be too embarrassing."
As he finished speaking, Xuan Feng laughed out loud, but there was a faintly discernible hint of provocation between his brows.
"There's no need to be embarrassed, because you won't have such a chance." Tang Huan sized up Xuan Feng, the corner of his mouth raised slightly, and smiled indifferently.
"Uh, is that so? That's hard to say! " The smile on Xuan Feng's face froze, and he instantly curled his lips. He raised his hand and pressed down on a golden figure on the wall opposite him.
"Buzz!"
Seeing that, Tang Huan also extended his hand out unhurriedly, and after a while, the trembling sound rose up, and a dense golden light quickly covered Tang Huan's body.
Tang Huan, who had once again entered the illusory space, did not have the slightest bit of nervousness or panic.
In between mind instructs (in a second), Tang Huan had already activated the "Nine Yang Divine Furnace" and the "Five Colors Spiritual Pills" to the extreme. Inside the spirit pellet, the five elements circulated, and a strange undulation spread out. In the next moment, Tang Huan's soul seemed to have been pulled, and also started to fluctuate rapidly, resonating with the spirit pellet.
After advancing to Stage Nine Martial Saint, there seemed to be an additional miraculous bond between the Martial Warriors' soul and spirit pellet. If one wanted to condense a powerful aura, one would need to cooperate with the soul and spirit pellet.
According to Tang Huan's judgement, Yu Feiyan should have comprehended "Force" long ago. That day at the foot of the Luo Fu Saint Mountain, he was able to suppress all the experts of the Demon Clan to the point that they did not dare to move. And with this kind of comprehension, the biggest obstacle between the Martial Lord of the eighth step and the Stage Nine Martial Saint had been completely swept away.
"Hu!"
After a split-second, a majestic aura that seemed to have condensed into substance gushed out from Tang Huan's body like a volcanic eruption, and an exceptionally terrifying pressure was immediately born. However, at the same time, an incomparably tyrannical aura and pressure also came whistling over from the body of the Stage Nine Golden Man.
Boom!
It was as if two monstrous waves had fiercely slammed against each other. Amidst the earth-shattering sound, the void distorted and fluctuated rapidly, as if even this illusory space was about to be shattered.
After experiencing at least hundreds of failures, he was finally able to fight with his momentum.
To be able to contend against the imposing manner and pressure of the Stage Nine Golden Man, when Tang Huan fought with him, he would no longer feel restrained, as if he was always wearing shackles on his body. Currently, Tang Huan and the Stage Nine Golden Man were already standing at the same height.
I can finally fight to my heart's content!
"Take this!"
Tang Huan laughed out loud, the Dragon and Phoenix Lance in his hands had already roared out, the heat churning, the incomparably berserk Spear Intent was like a raging storm, sweeping out …
…
The ninth layer of the Golden Altar
"Buzz!"
An intense trembling sound rang out once again, and Xuan Feng's body was finally covered by the golden light. However, in just a short span of one or two breaths, the layer of light quickly faded away, and his figure once again appeared. His incomparably handsome face was filled with astonishment.
"I failed just like that. How is that possible?"
In the blink of an eye, Xuan Feng looked at Tang Huan, whose body was glowing with a golden light, and then looked at the golden figure on the wall in front of him. He exclaimed in disbelief, and his eyes instantly widened.
He thought that his first attempt might fail, but it should have failed after a fierce battle, not like now, where he failed so completely. After entering the illusory space, he didn't even have the time to make a move before his entire body exploded and disappeared into thin air.
"Kid, how do you feel?"
After a long while, a mocking voice woke Xuan Feng up. In the blink of an eye, he saw that it was the blue-clothed young man from Human Clan who had been following behind him. Hearing his words, Xuan Feng's jade-white face immediately turned green and red.
With a cold snort, Xuan Feng's right palm once again pressed against the wall.
About half a quarter of an hour later, he experienced another failure. The process was almost exactly the same as before, and before he could even make a move, he was already killed by the Stage Nine Golden Man in the illusory space. When he regained his senses, he saw the blue-clothed youth sizing him up with a face full of ridicule, and his face could not help but turn ashen.
At this time, he finally understood why Tang Huan had stayed at the ninth level of the Golden Altar for such a long time.
However, understanding was one thing, and being able to do it was another. After all, everything he knew came from the explanations of his seniors, and not from his own comprehension. In the illusory space, he only had the cultivation of a Stage Nine Law Saint, but he was unable to unleash the corresponding strength. Naturally, he was not a match for a true Stage Nine Law Saint.
In the blink of an eye, he looked at Tang Huan, and seeing that he was still immersed in the illusory space, Xuan Feng's eyes flickered.
When he first tried to activate the opponent at the ninth level of the Golden Altar, Tang Huan was already like this. Now that he had failed for the second time, Tang Huan was still like this. Counting it, more than a quarter of an hour had already passed, and Tang Huan was actually still fighting with his opponent. Could it be that he could successfully pass this test?
If that was the case, then he would truly have no hope.
Just as Xuan Feng's expression changed, Tang Huan's body trembled slightly, and the golden light on the surface of his body quickly retreated back into the wall.
Failure … There was still a chance!
Seeing that, Xuan Feng clapped his hands together, trying his best not to laugh out loud.
"Just a little more."
Tang Huan was not disheartened, he only smiled slightly and sat down cross-legged. He closed his eyes slightly, and in his mind, the "Flaming Rainbow Spear Art" flashed past.
For this kind of spear art that was ranked second in the world, Tang Huan only knew the four forms of "Prairie Fire", "Beacon Smoke", "Flame Dragon Dance", and "Profound Fire Transformation". Before continuing to try, Tang Huan decided to first master the fifth form, and then carefully ponder over the sixth form.
After comprehending "Force", it still ended in failure. This had already made Tang Huan understand that he needed an even stronger battle skill.
He was already a Martial Lord of the eighth step, so he could definitely cultivate the "Fiery Flames of the Fallen Sun".
This cultivation process might take quite a bit of time.
However, if he did not have a stronger battle skill, even if he tried again, it would be difficult for him to win. As for the other two people who had already reached the ninth level of the Golden Altar, Tang Huan did not care about them. How could the test of this level be so easy to pass?
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