It looked jagged and uneven, as if gnawed on by dogs, yet it followed the path of least ’weakness’!
Just as the lightning in the sky is irregularly shaped, not taking the shortest path between two points in a straight line.
That is actually the most optimal path of electrical resistance through the air; even though it meanders, the varying air density and humidity mean the path taken is still the best solution!
The slashes of this Sword of the Spirit were the same!
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Since it’s a power projection of the mind, its physical destructive capability certainly couldn’t compare with the Yin-Yang Five Elements Divine Thunder, but for everyday practicality, it might be even more convenient.
Tao Yu turned and glanced at Kisame and the others, now seeing lines of weakness and various flaws on them with his ability to discern vulnerabilities.
If he were to use the Sword of the Spirit to slay them, it too would follow these patterns to dismember.
Kisame and the others couldn’t help feeling a chilling dread.
"Actually, I was planning to focus on enhancing my Illusion Technique..."
Tao Yu felt somewhat speechless, although the basic enhancements from Deification passively boosted his illusion abilities, he had not expected the transformative power to be this projected reality reflection ability!
Where the mind goes, the intention follows!
Those lacking in strength could be quartered or have limbs hacked off with just a glance.
Even though these are physical attacks, since they conform to the weaknesses’ patterns, relying on physical defense is costly, and more often requires spiritual cultivation to neutralize.
In other words, one needs to be both spiritually strong and physically well-defended.
Someone like Master Wang, with only spiritual power, wouldn’t suffice; a limb could still be lost, just with a bit more effort due to his thick spiritual energy.
"Mr. Tao, did you call me?"
At that moment, Sully jogged over, looking curiously at the stunned Kisame and Hikariya Yo, then turned to Tao Yu and asked.
"Yes, take me to where you capture the birds."
"Ah? Oh, okay, but if you’re not Na’vi, you won’t be able to connect with them."
"No worries, I didn’t plan to connect with them..."
Tao Yu reassured Sully with a smile.
But this didn’t sound like comfort in Sully’s ears...
"Is this the sacred mountain of the Na’vi people..."
Tao Yu looked up at the huge, inverted-triangle islands floating in midair, majestic and grand.
Vines hung down from above, with waterfalls splashing through the air, as if from a world of immortals and swordsmen.
"Come with me, the Ikrans are up there."
Sully beckoned to Tao Yu, indicating the way up.
Ikrans are the standard Pandora World dragons, often tamed by Na’vi people as mounts.
"You’re too slow, just point me in the direction."
Tao Yu casually remarked.
Sully paused momentarily but didn’t object, instead pointing towards an island in the sky.
It was then that a black shadow streaked across the sky, startling a large number of Ikrans resting there.
A mighty Phantom Dragon swooped down on one that was slow to react, capturing it in its claws with a single swipe.
The black shadow had a wingspan of at least thirty to forty meters wide, several times larger than the diminutive Ikrans.
The mere sight of it brought a wild aura, causing fear in nearby creatures.
Sully’s face also showed a hint of fear; Toruk is known as the Phantom Dragon, and in the Na’vi language, it means ’the ultimate phantom,’ suggesting that seeing it heralds death.
But as Sully turned to warn Tao Yu, he found him already racing up the vines with eyes shining, his supernatural speed leaving afterimages in the air.
Watching Tao Yu’s afterimage-tinged disappearance with some astonishment, Sully felt a sense of bewilderment.
The Ultimate Phantom...
In fact, it seemed more man was!