I Can See Your Combat Power

Chapter 881: Chapter 175: Fallen Star

Looking down at the fierce ghost monsters in the deep valley, which had been strengthened by the Yin Array to a certain extent, Tang Luo was truly grateful that he had discovered the rising Yin and Evil Qi from afar.

Otherwise, if this group of demons had rampaged through the city long enough to consume enough human blood and essence, that would have indeed resulted in a tough battle.

Actually, he had been considering it last night. If he were only passively defending in Lanshan City, even if he could withstand Wang Chan’s attack, it would ultimately result in a stalemate. And he had already realized yesterday that Wang Chan’s combat style was different from the several Saint Children he had encountered before.

As a Swordsman of the Xu Clan, Xu Lao Ying naturally excelled in the way of killing. The sharpness of the Xu Clan’s Supreme Sword Scripture significantly compensated for his physical deficiencies, and the integration of sword intent with top-level breathing techniques made his swordsmanship unceasing. Unless you could counter with attack, you would be overwhelmed by the sea of sword spirits in a one-on-one fight. At this point, the concentration and strength of Xu Lao Ying’s sword spirit, and the limit of his attack, were probably known only to the heavens.@@novelbin@@

To simplify the characteristics of the Xu Clan’s swordsmen, they could be described as long-distance berserkers who attack as their defense. If you could push back, you would win; otherwise, you would have to wait for their strongest wave to pass, such as enduring until the Xu Clan swordsman’s sword spirit and Spiritual Power were largely depleted.

As for the characteristics of those who practice meditation, it was the combination of a strong physique and astounding close combat monster techniques. Even Tang Luo, a master of physical cultivation, did not gain any advantage in his confrontation with Yankong, and Yankong’s use of the various strange incantations of the Sutra of No Suffering and Extinction made him extremely dangerous and fearsome.

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But whether it was Xu Lao Ying or Yankong, they both followed a routine of strengthening themselves. Although their approaches were different, their strength ultimately lay within themselves. However, it was clear that Wang Chan was taking a different path.

The Yin-Yang Array and Spirit-controlling Magic of the Wang Clan of the southern sky were well-known, and Wang Chan, as the Saint Child of the Wang Clan, was naturally a top-tier Yin-Yang Master. His mastery in array formation and spirit control had already broken through the limits of Tang Luo’s martial understanding.

But the sun and the moon divide the Heavenly and Earthly Qi, and no matter how talented a person is, time is ultimately extremely fair.

If you spend your time and energy studying array formations and practicing divine techniques, naturally, you do not have time to strengthen your own physique. Therefore, compared to those troublesome corpse monsters, Wang Chan himself should not be so difficult to deal with.

If before meeting Wang Chan, this was just a conjecture, then after meeting him, it became a fact.

Although he was surrounded by the center of the ghosts, Wang Chan’s physical strength was not even comparable to the Zhipo Dragon, not to mention the hissing Mysterious Snake and the giant from Lintao wielding a golden halberd.

And after setting up the Yin Divine Array and being left with drained Spiritual Power, Tang Luo felt he could completely disregard those ghosts and go straight for the enemy leader’s head.

“Well, if you don’t want to answer, never mind,” Wang Chan said, patting his hands and standing up casually. “But even if you change the battlefield, can you withstand a night parade of a hundred ghosts? Go!”

Spiritual Power converged into a charm in his hand, and the hundreds of ghosts, as if having received an imperial edict, flew towards Tang Luo in mid-air.

The six Lintao giants grasped golden halberds in both hands and swung them towards the sky, drawing out air currents of golden energy strong enough to split mountains and shatter peaks.

Standing in the void, Tang Luo’s expression did not change; he just poured a vast amount of Spiritual Power into the black ball’s spirit, utterly ignoring the group of ghosts soaring into the sky and the omnipresent air currents.

After devouring one hundred thousand points of Spiritual Power, the black ball’s spirit had completely changed its appearance; the spirit, which had been the size of a human head, had now become another sphere resembling a star or moon.

The star-moon fell, and all the Heavenly and Earthly Qi were displaced to make room; the mountains surrounding the valley began to collapse in succession. The fierce and defiant spirits that approached this star-moon were thoroughly annihilated.

Only the most formidable few could stabilize their demon bodies, yet were still pressed downward by the force of the star-moon.

The six Lintao giants stretched out their titanic arms to withstand the star-moon, but they were pressed into the earth by this immense force, and even Mount Aran moaned beneath the falling star-moon.

This was an attack method Tang Luo developed after researching his own God Soul’s characteristics.

Since the God Soul sphere would become big and heavy once infused with Spiritual Power, Tang Luo came up with the idea that if one day he could encounter a perfect terrain for battle, he could continuously inject his soul to enlarge the God Soul, and then use its characteristics to exert a suppressive force.

The true attribute of the God Soul sphere, combined with a mountainous weight, was enough to obliterate anything that stood in its way.

Tang Luo originally intended to use this technique to attack sects or destroy arrays, but unexpectedly, his first time employing it was against the Saint Child of the Wang Family of the south.

Watching the Linluo giant getting pressed inch by inch into the mountain, and the God Soul sphere that had turned into a black starry moon inching closer to Wang Chan, Tang Luo understood that the outcome was likely already decided.

With less than 40,000 points of Spiritual Power, Wang Chan simply couldn’t withstand the God Soul sphere that was infused with 100,000 points of Spiritual Power. Once the God Soul sphere got even closer, just the Power of Truth alone would be enough to shatter Wang Chan’s physical body.

“Hmm, it seems that the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons won’t be happening after all.”

Wang Chan looked up at the approaching starry moon, his fingers fluttering swiftly as he said faintly, “You win tonight. There’s another day ahead, I hope you can still surprise me.”

The Yin-Yang Array had been completed before the words “surprise me” were even uttered, and a rift emerged in the domain of the God Soul sphere. The light of the stars and constellations whirled around Wang Chan and he vanished into the valley.

The Linluo giant that accomplished its mission dissipated into dust and ash immediately, while Tang Luo stopped manipulating his soul with a grave expression.

This was the second time the domain of the God Soul had been torn apart; the last time was by two masters on the Bifang Mountain, and this time, it was by a Wang Chan whose Spiritual Power was not even 40,000 points.

It had been hard enough to find an opportunity for close combat, which he thought was fail-safe, yet Wang Chan slipped away using a highly advanced movement array, with no traces left behind.

Although Tang Luo also knew that the martial arts of the holy lands must have their unique aspects, such occurrences happening too frequently still made him feel the vast chasm between the martial arts level of noble families and the standard of the holy lands.

Having witnessed the Yin-Yang Art of the Wang Family, Tang Luo was convinced that in addition to the Great and Small Wishful Incantation, he must find a secret tracking technique. Otherwise, facing warriors adept at teleportation, he would be too passive—after all, he couldn’t be always attentive to the movements of the Heavenly and Earthly Qi.

Elsewhere, within the flow of the Yin-Yang Divine Array, Wang Chan’s figure appeared in the upper chamber of the Yunxiang Building.

The failure of the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons hadn’t affected his good mood in the least; in fact, Wang Chan’s face bore a hint of excitement as if he had found a treasure.

“Interesting, truly interesting. Tang Luo’s eyes can actually see the gathering of Evil Qi; this is a natural Yin-Yang gaze combined with an extremely strong physique. How about it, do you like this substitute body?”

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“Ahahaha, I knew you’d like it. Let me think properly about how to have him give up his body.”

“…”

“Don’t rush, there’s always a way to figure it out.”