But Bai Zihan himself did not even look at Chong Sheng.
His gaze lowered slightly toward his own hand.
His expression remained calm, almost thoughtful.
Inside his body-
He could clearly feel the flow of energy.
The Demonic Qi that had struck him monts ago had not entirely exploded outward.
Nearly half of it had been drawn into his body the mont it touched him.
Converted, refined, and absorbed.
(Around fifty percent...)
Bai Zihan calmly evaluated the result.
Half of the Demonic Qi had been directly converted into pure qi by his Primordial Chaos Body.
The rest had struck his body directly.
Yet-
It had accomplished absolutely nothing.
After all, the power of Chong Sheng's technique had already been spread across a wide area.
Its destructive force had been diluted.
Then half of that power had been absorbed by his body.
What remained was far too weak to harm him.
Against the defensive strength of the first stage Primordial Chaos Body, such an attack was barely worth ntioning.
Even the impact had felt insignificant.
Bai Zihan slowly flexed his fingers.
Only then did he raise his gaze.
His calm eyes finally landed on Chong Sheng.
anwhile-
Chong Sheng stood frozen in place.
The shock in his eyes had yet to fade.
The scene before him made no sense.
His attack had clearly landed.
He had seen it explode directly on Bai Zihan.
Yet sohow-
The man standing before him looked as if nothing had happened at all.
Chong Sheng stared at the scene before him, his pupils trembling slightly.
The calm confidence on his face cracked.
"How...?"
His voice ca out low at first, almost disbelieving.
Then it rose.
"How did you do this?!"
Surviving the attack would not have shocked him that much.
After all, he knew very well that soone like Bai Zihan possessed
unimaginable wealth.
Defensive artifacts, protective talismans, hidden treasures-soone of his status could easily carry several life-saving treasures.
Killing him in a single strike had never truly been Chong Sheng's expectation.
But even so-
That attack should have injured him severely.
Even if Bai Zihan had blocked most of the damage with so powerful artifact, the remaining force should still have reached him.
At the very least-
He should have suffered so injury.
Yet the man standing before him now didn't even have a single scratch.
Not a tear in his robe.
Not even a trace of spiritual fluctuation indicating the use of a defensive
treasure.
It was as if-
His attack had never touched Bai Zihan at all.
Even with the experience of thousands of years from his previous life as a Supre Immortal-
Chong Sheng found it impossible to remain calm.
His eyes narrowed sharply as he stared at Bai Zihan, trying to find so clue.
But Bai Zihan simply looked back at him.
That faint, smug smile still rested on his lips.
As if the entire situation amused him.
Bai Zihan casually brushed the dust from his shoulder, his movents slow and
almost lazy.
Only after doing so did he raise his eyes toward Chong Sheng.
"Was that your best move?"
His tone was light.
Almost playful.
"If so..."
A hint of disappointnt appeared in his expression.
"Then I'm very disappointed."
Those words struck harder than any attack.
Chong Sheng's expression imdiately darkened.
The anger he had barely suppressed surged once more.
This brat-
Even now-
Was still looking down on him.
The surrounding guards felt the pressure in the air intensify again as Chong
Sheng's Demonic Qi began to stir.
Yet suddenly-
Chong Sheng laughed.
A cold, mocking laugh.
"Hah... so what?"
He slowly straightened his posture, the shock in his eyes gradually fading as his
confidence returned.
"So what if you blocked that attack?"
His gaze sharpened.
"It doesn't change anything."
Chong Sheng crossed his arms, looking at Bai Zihan with a smug expression of
his own.
"You think that makes you stronger than ?"
His lips curled slightly. "Don't misunderstand the situation. At most, this just ans we can't do
anything to each other."
His voice carried absolute certainty.
"You can't defeat ."
"And I can't defeat you."
He paused before continuing.
"But if this turns into a battle of endurance... I guarantee you will be the one to
lose."
Chong Sheng had absolute confidence in two things.
His speed.
And his body.
After refining his current physique with Demonic thods and tempering it
with countless rare resources, his body had already reached an extraordinary
level.
Combined with his movent techniques-
Catching him was almost impossible.
Even if Bai Zihan was faster than he expected...
It didn't matter.
As long as he could not land a decisive blow-
The result of this battle would remain the sa.
Chong Sheng looked at Bai Zihan coldly.
His eyes narrowed slightly.
"So tell , Bai Zihan... how exactly do you plan to defeat ?"
"Oh?"
A faint smile appeared on Bai Zihan's lips.
"Looks like you're very confident."
His gaze remained calm as he looked at Chong Sheng, as if examining
sothing mildly interesting.
"Let's see whether it's confidence..."
A subtle coldness entered his eyes.
"Or just an ignorant man's arrogance."
The mont those words fell-
Bai Zihan moved.
A sharp ringing sound suddenly echoed through the battlefield.
Shing!
A sword appeared in his hand.
The mont the sword appeared- The surrounding air trembled slightly.
The spiritual qi of heaven and earth seed to react instinctively.
Everyone present widened their eyes, especially Chong Sheng.
(That!)
His pupils shrank instantly.
Even with his experience as a forr Supre Immortal, he couldn't
imdiately determine the true grade of that sword.
At first glance-
It appeared to be a High-Level Heaven Grade Artifact.
But sothing about it felt wrong.
The aura it released was too deep.
It felt as if the weapon was deliberately suppressed, or perhaps it had been
damaged and its true power sealed.
Yet the others present did not possess Chong Sheng's insight.
To them-
It was simply a Heaven Grade treasure.
And that alone was enough to shock them.
High-Level Heaven Grade artifacts were legendary within the Falling Star
Empire.
Such treasures had not appeared in the empire for over a thousand years.
Not even the Imperial Treausre has one.
Yet Bai Zihan had casually taken one out as if it were nothing.
Before anyone could recover from their shock-
Bai Zihan stepped forward.
His figure blurred.
The Eternal Spirit Sword swept through the air with a sharp arc as he struck
toward Chong Sheng.
Chong Sheng's reaction was instantaneous.
His body flickered.
Whoosh!
His entire form dissolved into a shadow-like blur and vanished.
His body no longer moved like a physical being but like a drifting shadow, able
to shift locations in an instant.
From Chong Sheng's perspective- There was no possible way Bai Zihan could hit him.
Even cultivators far stronger than him had struggled to track this technique in
his previous life.
A smug smile ford on his face.
Yet the next mont-
Bai Zihan's sword descended toward the exact place Chong Sheng had been
standing monts ago.
Boom!
The Eternal Spirit Sword struck the ground.
The earth split apart instantly.
A massive crack tore across the battlefield as sword qi erupted outward like a
violent wave.
The ground shattered.
Rocks and debris exploded into the air.
And within the fractured earth-
A shadow suddenly twisted.
Chong Sheng's figure was forced out of hiding.
His eyes widened slightly.
But Chong Sheng did not panic.
His body flickered again.
Whoosh!
He vanished once more and appeared sowhere else across the battlefield.
His laughter echoed through the ruined estate.
"Hahaha!"
His voice carried obvious mockery.
"Useless!"
His figure continued flickering from place to place like a phantom.
"You think waving around a Heaven Grade sword changes anything?"
He appeared on top of a broken wall, looking down at Bai Zihan with an arrogant smile.
"You can't hit ."
His body flickered again.
And again.
Each movent left only a fading afterimage behind.
"To defeat ..."
His voice echoed from multiple directions at once.
"You would first need to catch ." Chong Sheng's laughter grew louder.
"But that is sothing you will never be able to do."
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