Feng Haiyang’s face showed a hint of surprise; he didn’t expect the power of Zhang Yan’s punch to be so imnse.
Yet, a sense of pride rose in his heart; being a Nascent Soul Third Realm Cultivator, how could he possibly retreat in front of a Nascent Soul First Realm Cultivator? Having already made a move, he decided to weigh the true asure of its power.
He let out a shout, stirring up the Ten Thousand Tribulation Water, and in an instant, countless raging waves surged, covering the sky and earth, as foul air and turbid waves surrounded him, rendering the sky overcast and the earth gloomy.
Zhang Yan, watching the Tribulation Water pressing in from all directions, imdiately felt the pressure rise significantly, yet his Power Dao Body was the least intimidated by such contests. Just as he was about to act, a thought crossed his mind: "Feng Haiyang’s tactics surely don’t end here. If I were him, there would definitely be follow-up moves."
With a heightened sense of vigilance, he stretched his hands, black smoke and dark haze gathered beside him, instantly transforming into a pair of hamrs in his hands, and charged forward, shouting fiercely as he smashed towards the Tribulation Water.
His Qi Power was imnse at this mont; as the twin hamrs struck down, it was as if stars were breaking through the firmant, crashing onto the field, a great sound erupted suddenly, shaking the heavens and moving the earth, scattering the encroaching Tribulation Water.
At that mont, Feng Haiyang suddenly stepped out from a mass of Tribulation Water, taking advantage of the Tribulation Water pressing forward, advancing swiftly, now only a hundred zhang away, he opened his mouth and spat out a ray of white light.
When Zhang Yan saw his movent, he had largely guessed his next action; as long as he hesitated slightly or closed his eyes, this person would certainly employ the "Nine Nether Great Compassionate Wind," his body being so large would struggle to evade while under the Heaven and Earth Restriction Technique. If caught by the demon wind, even if he didn’t die, he’d suffer severe injuries.
These thoughts passed through his mind in a flash; he narrowed his eyes slightly, suddenly unleashed a great roar towards Feng Haiyang!
Rumble!
The roar erged, shaking the land within a hundred miles, causing even the Star Stone to rumble intensely, Feng Haiyang had barely spat out half a foot of the white light when a sensation akin to a spike piercing through his ears into his brain assailed him; he staggered slightly, then toppled sideways, surprisingly shattering completely under the force of the roar.
Upon seeing the white light, Zhang Yan felt a brief dizziness in his mind, but the sensation vanished in an instant, possibly because the "Scattering Soul Triple Annihilation Qi" wasn’t fully executed, it didn’t significantly affect him.
But upon witnessing Feng Haiyang’s actions earlier, he secretly thought: "It seems this person only reveals his True Body when using the Divine Power Skill, allowing my sound to shake him."
Although he had guessed the intricacies, finding Feng Haiyang was still challenging; after a mont of thought, he decided to swing his hamrs incessantly, repeatedly smashing the Tribulation Water. After this series of actions, most of the large waves surrounding him had dispersed, even the distant areas were cleared considerably, seemingly lacking the strength to encircle him.
Zhang Yan swept his eyes around, yet did not relax; instead, he focused his mind, the sword ball suddenly flew out atop his head, emitting beams of array light, probing the surroundings through the sword eye.
This action had a deeper purpose; despite the Tribulation Water appearing dark and turbid, after several bouts of fighting, he had already discerned it was rely an illusion; employed to deceive, in reality, the water was colorless and formless, capable of being both real and illusory; only by sensing the spiritual chanism could one make tily judgnts.
The strike just now indeed dispersed the Tribulation Water within several miles of his surroundings, but not enough to shatter the Tribulation Water ten miles away, clearly Feng Haiyang deliberately made it so, to lull him into complacency and seize the chance for a surprise attack.
Feng Haiyang, having been shaken by the fierce roar earlier, remained sowhat dizzy; though hiding in the Tribulation Water, his body swayed slightly when he tried to stand firm, patting his head repeatedly, he sighed internally: "I have spells safeguarding my eyes, ears, nose, and mouth; if my Divine Soul were Perfect Realm, how could this happen?"
Among the Six Great Demon Sects, those that injure the Divine Soul often penetrate through the orifices, hence he is extrely vigilant in guarding himself; had his Divine Soul not been slashed by the Yuan Yang Sect’s Yang couple by a third, he wouldn’t be so disadvantaged, at most he’d be dazed for a mont before recovering.
But now he knew, he must not be too close to Zhang Yan; otherwise, before he could exhibit his skills, he’d be shattered again by his roar.
After stabilizing his mind, he glanced upward, seeing a dazzling sword light soaring in the sky, revealing an unexpected expression, indicating he had already anticipated his thods, making preparations in advance,
Feng Haiyang pondered briefly; seeing that the opponent employs Powerful Dao Skills, engaging in direct confrontation would rely allow him to utilize his strengths; fearing Zhang Yan was eager for such a battle, his previous actions were truly unwise.
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