THUD! THUD! THUD!
Nacai's movents grew increasingly fluid and unpredictable. Under the "control" of the Evil Ghost, his fighting skills seed to have ascended to an entirely new level in an instant, with both his speed and power drastically enhanced.
anwhile, the Evil Ghost behind him was entangled with Zhou Yuanjue's will. The massive Firebird ford from Zhou Yuanjue's will found itself temporarily unable to break through the Evil Ghost's defenses.
However, the Evil Ghost's state was also sowhat peculiar. It didn't seem to possess much consciousness to speak of, only acting in self-defense when subjected to specific spiritual stimuli, never once initiating an attack on its own.
This only served to further confuse Zhou Yuanjue.
In the control room, Ji Yunzhou frowned as well. Being so close, his perception was far clearer than any spectator's. Yet, even with all his knowledge, he couldn't imdiately identify what kind of technique this was.
He had heard that a dark Skill called "Guman Child" was popular in Tai Lan Country and had looked into it before. He found it to be utter nonsense—mostly just scams. The few instances that showed any real effect were rely forms of self-hypnosis or hypnotizing others. Through psychological suggestion, people would end up acting erratically and suffering from ntal breakdowns.
The Guman Child Skill was a minor art; it was impossible that this was the technique Nacai was using.
Whether ghosts and souls truly existed was a question humanity had debated for millennia.
So laboratories had conducted experints on various groups of people and found that, upon death, the human body's weight generally decreased by 21 grams. So believed this was the weight of the soul.
But many more considered this a fallacy. Regardless, legends of Ghost Gods had accompanied humanity since ancient tis. They seed visible, yet no tangible trace of them could ever be found.
Previously, Ji Yunzhou hadn't believed in Ghost Gods. He thought that Ghost Gods were simply a product of the human heart.
For example, in psychology, so people suffering from severe schizophrenia or paranoia could see "non-existent people" and believe they were real.
To a normal person, wouldn't these figures, fantasized into existence by their own minds, be considered "Ghost Gods"?
But as his own Spiritual Realm advanced and he delved deeper into the state of being Holy and Bright, even he could no longer be certain whether Ghost Gods truly existed.
The human brain, Spirit, and heart were simply too wondrous. The more one learned, the less one seed to know.
The human body is finite, but the human heart is infinite.
Heart's Desire Bursting Forth, Heart Sealing Heart... to an ordinary person, the minds of these martial artists were already comparable to Ghost Gods.
This world still held many, many unknown secrets.
anwhile, amidst the continuous, violent clashes, Zhou Yuanjue's eyes narrowed slightly.
'An Evil Ghost? So what if it's a real Evil Ghost? The heart of a Martial Artist can shatter all shackles. How could it possibly be inferior to this wicked thing of unknown origin?'
'My heart *is* a Ghost God!'
SCREECH!!
The flas on the wings of the enormous bird behind Zhou Yuanjue burned even more intensely.
At the sa ti, the Samadhi Fire began to blaze fiercely upon his body.
Samadhi Lamp Burning Realm!
After his battle with He Runlin, after the intense spiritual collision and the high degree of fusion between his body and mind, his Heart's Desire Bursting Out still couldn't be sustained for the entire duration of a fight, but he could now maintain it for a very long period in combat.
The pores all over his body sealed shut, his skin rapidly turned red, his blood surged, and his body's internal energy systems activated at high intensity, causing his temperature to rise sharply.
HISS!!
The pores on his crimson palms opened. His body heat converged, vaporizing his bodily fluids into a white mist that coiled around his arms, as if adding wings to his hands.
He spread his arms slightly. The fiery light of the giant bird behind him shot toward the heavens, spreading violently. The searing flas burned the body of the Evil Ghost behind Nacai.
SKREEE!!
A muffled, shriek-like sound erupted. As Zhou Yuanjue swung his arms and threw his fists, the swirling mist, combined with the perfect, power-filled physique he achieved at full exertion, exuded a strange kind of beauty.
But beneath this wondrous beauty, the sharp, mist-like Qi Blades surrounding his palms posed a trendous threat.
As beautiful as a rose, yet as dangerous as a viper.
Nacai's limbs were like Solid weapons, but were Zhou Yuanjue's palms any different?
In the state of the Samadhi Lamp Burning Realm, the Power he unleashed had already surpassed the limits of his own Talent, allowing him to match any of the top-tier Martial Artists below the Saint Awakening realm!
Ji Yunzhou watched as Nacai's body gradually accumulated wounds under Zhou Yuanjue's gorgeous yet lethal attacks. Sensing the "Evil Ghost" behind him beginning to show signs of fatigue amidst the terrifying flas, he couldn't help but shake his head.
How could re evil spirits and monsters possibly contend with a truly powerful will?
At that mont, in the shadows of an empty corner of the stands, two young Caucasian n—average in looks, ordinary in build, and utterly inconspicuous, looking no different from the other foreign Martial Dao enthusiasts—were quietly watching the match.
When Nacai released the "Evil Ghost" from within his body, both n narrowed their eyes almost simultaneously.
"That's it, right? It should be a 'Symbiont'? It doesn't look very strong. A defective one, maybe?"
One of them, a scholarly-looking young man in a white shirt and black-frad glasses, adjusted his spectacles and spoke.
"Yes, there's no mistake. It most likely wasn't ford naturally. According to the Data, Nacai's constitution was indeed very weak in his youth. Given his condition back then—his frail body—it would have been impossible for him to nurture a strong Spirit. No matter how defective that thing is or how high their compatibility, he shouldn't be able to control it."
The other man, who wore a casual, stand-up collar jacket and had a calm expression, replied.
"The problem probably lies with that so-called 'master.' Ten years ago, the various nations hadn't conducted in-depth research or gained a deep understanding of these things, let alone a small country like Tai Lan Country," the man in glasses speculated.
"That's right. It must be that group who call themselves the 'Descendants.' In truth, they're the ones who are most valuable. The technology they possess... What a sha. It's not sothing we can covet," the man with the stand-up collar said, shaking his head.
"Let's not talk about them. This Nacai may not be strong, but as a 'Symbiont,' he already has considerable experintal value. I'm sure the higher-ups will be pleased.
And look at Nacai's opponent—a powerful body, a formidable will. He's so strong that even a 'Symbiont' like Nacai can't withstand him. He's also excellent experintal Materials. With 'prey' like this gathered in one place, it's hard not to get excited.
Research in countries around the world has already seen breakthroughs. Donghua Country has even gone so far as to stage this grand event just to cultivate soone who can break the limits. The higher-ups are getting antsy. If we could bring these two 'prey' back, how big do you think the reward would be?"
The man in glasses said with a faint smile, his gaze fixed on Zhou Yuanjue, who was completely dominating Nacai.
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