Countless White Feathers transford into streams of white light and surrounded him, but as he struck out with a palm, a sudden series of explosions erupted in the air, as if he had thrown a hundred palms in an instant.
The White Feathers, trailing their silk-like vascular threads, were imdiately sent flying backward, scattering in every direction.
A hint of surprise appeared on Yang An’s face.
He hadn’t used his Shell Nourishing Technique, instead relying purely on the innate power and sharpness of the Spinal True Feathers, which were an extension of his own body.
Yet this guy, with a Cultivation Level of only Visceral Stone, had swatted away most of his White Feathers with a single palm.
’This guy is no joke. He’s definitely not so ordinary guardian!’
After just that brief exchange, Yang An imdiately sensed sothing was off about this man.
It also strengthened his resolve to eliminate this person.
’With his strength, he could definitely kill most Visceral Stone Cultivators.’
’The more he kills, the faster his strength will grow. That would put everyone else at a disadvantage, and he’d eventually beco a threat to .’
Since the man was bound to beco a threat, Yang An couldn’t possibly let him go.
’All threats must be nipped in the bud.’
Yang An retracted all his White Feathers in an instant. As they flew back, they grazed the man, leaving bloody gashes all over his body.
However, in the span of a single breath, the wounds rapidly healed and shrank.
But Yang An used the opening created by the retracting White Feathers to appear right in front of him, throwing a punch at his chest.
’No matter how strong a Visceral Stone is, they’re still just a Visceral Stone. If this punch lands, he’s dead.’
BANG!
The heavy punch landed squarely on the guardian’s chest, which imdiately caved in. He shot backward in an instant, like a cannonball.
The force perated his entire body. As he flew backward, his physical form beca extrely unstable, looking as if it might disintegrate at any mont.
Yang An gave chase. At his speed, catching up was easy. All he needed to do was activate the Dark Communication Secret Spell in the darkness and land one more blow.
Countless people had already died to this exact combo of his tonight.
But as Yang An leaped forward, appearing beside the man as if by Instant Teleportation, he saw the man’s flesh and blood trembling. Just then, the dense Buddhist Mantras covering his body suddenly surged outward.
Dark Communication Secret Spell!
A black light emanated from Yang An, rging completely with the surrounding darkness.
But the result was not what Yang An expected. The black light failed to halt the Buddhist Mantras. They were completely unaffected and slamd into Yang An’s body.
These Buddhist Mantras were like bullets trying to pierce through Yang An’s body.
But when they struck Yang An’s flesh, it was like steel hitting steel—only sparks flew, no blood was drawn.
The continuous force of the impacts knocked Yang An back a fair distance.
The Dark Communication Secret Spell lasted only for an instant. The guardian seized the opportunity to regain his footing, yet a hint of disbelief was clear in his bearing.
’Yang An’s body has been tempered by the Golden Dust, but only to the first level. And yet, even the Buddhist Mantras couldn’t injure him, not even leaving a single mark.’
Yang An dusted off his tattered, filthy monk’s robe. ’If I had only mastered the first Dust-level body tempering of the Jade Kala Vajra Body, I would have inevitably been injured by that sudden, fierce attack.’
But what no one knew was that he possessed not only the Jade Kala Vajra Body, but also the Red Wheel Infinite Body.
Even so, this guy had given him more than enough surprises.
’His Buddhist Mantras can’t be sealed by the Dark Communication Secret Spell.’
’There is only one possible explanation for this: the opponent’s Cultivation Level is higher than my own, which is why I can’t forcibly Seal and control them.’
’But his Cultivation Level is only Visceral Stone. The real secret must lie within those Buddhist Mantras.’
’No wonder this guy can beat other Visceral Stone cultivators so badly they can’t even fight back. So that’s the reason.’
Having figured out his opponent’s tricks, Yang An grew even more composed. He treated the exchange so far as a re warm-up—and in truth, it really was just that. He hadn’t even gotten serious yet.
This ti, however, it wasn’t Yang An who attacked first. The other man made the first move.
He suddenly clasped his hands together. The Buddhist Mantras covering his body began to vibrate, and the face on the back of his head slowly opened its eyes.
The countless Buddhist Mantras surged from his body once more, coalescing into a Great Buddha over twenty feet tall that swiped a palm toward Yang An.
But the mont the Great Buddha appeared, a faint golden light flickered where Yang An had been standing, and in the next instant, he reappeared at his opponent’s side.
The light provided by the Dust was limited, but it was enough to execute the Light and Shadow Escape Technique over such a short distance.
A hand coated in Golden Dust slamd into the ugly creature’s face, caving it in.
Only now, with all the Buddhist Mantras having left its body, could Yang An see the creature’s true form: a being with no skin or flesh whatsoever, which also had a face on the back of its head.
But the world was vast, and there was no end to its strangeness. All sorts of Cultivation Techniques and other Techniques could create bizarre monstrosities, and Yang An was long past being surprised by them.
The force of the punch tore the creature’s head clean off its shoulders. Yang An imdiately followed up, unleashing dozens more punches in the span of a single breath. Each fist was coated in Golden Dust, and every blow that landed on the body produced clouds of scorching black smoke.
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