Upon close inspection, it was a myriad of golden swords condensed by Qi Power.
As the countless sword rain formed, Yin Sixiang let out a soft cry.
In an instant, the sword rain roared like a dragon, continuously bombarding Wang Yuan.
All this happened within a few breaths, so quick it was dizzying and overwhelming.
Only now did the Outer World suddenly react.
"Earlier, I thought this person had been cultivating for too long and had a dull mind, choosing to face a High-Order Body Cultivator head-on rather than pulling back. How foolish. But now, I see that I was too narrow-minded!"
"Using the long and mighty barrier to block the first wave, employing Water and Earth Dual Combination Magic, the Green Dark Swamp, to slow the War Devil and build territorial advantage, turning a disadvantage into an advantage. After repelling the War Devil, follow with relentless Gold Element Magic strikes."
"Ingenious strategy and rich combat experience, True Master Si Xiang’s reputation is well-deserved!"
However, in Wang Yuan’s perspective, there was another feeling.
The extremely fast spellcasting speed, the endless Five Elements Techniques, and the profound, boundless Qi Power...
All of this reminded him of an old friend.
The brother who often sought him for sparring matches.
"You, cultivator, truly delight me!"
Wang Yuan laughed aloud, no longer concerned with the ground battle, and soared straight into the sky.
Seeing the sword stream chasing behind, he moved a single palm, unleashing Gang Qi.
A single palm strike, and the sword river dispersed instantly.
With a moment to breathe, Wang Yuan’s expression turned even more fierce.
His ten fingers flicked continuously, launching blood cones towards the enemy.
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The countless blood cones, upon reaching within ten feet of Yin Sixiang, were forcibly blocked by an earthy yellow light.
Evidently, the opponent’s mastery of this technique had reached perfection.
Yin Sixiang ignored Wang Yuan, forming another Dao Law Method.
But Wang Yuan, with his vast combat experience, would not waste efforts on Blood God Tribulation Pointer meaninglessly.
He uttered in a low voice, his body shooting forward like an arrow, immense Gang Qi flowing ceaselessly from his body, converging into his right palm.
His advance was ferocious, as though a meteor descending from the heavens.
Yin Sixiang frowned, the half-completed Dao Law Method suddenly changed.
To the astonishment of many, thick vines grew from the Green Dark Swamp laid on the Battle Platform.
Like giant pythons, they unfurled in the sky.
Wang Yuan’s forward momentum seemed to plunge into a wild primeval forest.
His expression remained unchanged; such techniques and surprises would catch others off guard, but he had become accustomed to them over a century ago.
The accumulated Gang Qi in his right hand swiftly transformed into a large red saber.
Facing the attacking vines, he slashed repeatedly.
The thick vines broke continuously, falling to the ground only to regenerate and continue pursuing Wang Yuan.
Yet, their speed was significantly inferior.
Wang Yuan focused solely on charging forward, disregarding threats from behind.
Upon reaching the long barrier again, he slashed downward with his saber.
Not only that, but he also pointed at the earthy yellow light curtain.
Under the saber light, the barrier trembled heavily.
One finger turned to blood, collapsing in an instant.
In the hazy view, Yin Sixiang snorted coldly, flicking his hand towards Wang Yuan.
Countless tiny needles flew out.
The needle tips clearly gleamed with a deep light.
Wang Yuan frowned deeply, unwilling to forcefully enter further, was forced to retreat.
A blood-red protective cover appeared in front, blocking the needle attack.
Landing outside the hundred-foot range, he suddenly sensed something amiss.
Looking down, the muddy black swamp seemed alive, swallowing him.
His control over distance was precise, how could he step into the range of the other’s technique?
Only then did he realize Yin Sixiang had been slowly expanding the technique’s influence.
Ultimately, it was a minor technique; Wang Yuan was unafraid.
Towards the ground, he opened his mouth and blew.
Ferocious Gang Qi, like the Nine Heavens wind, surged forth.
Just like the autumn wind sweeping away leaves, this breath scattered the muddy black swamp underfoot.
At this moment, Yin Sixiang, who had remained silent, finally spoke.
"Since you’re in my realm, surrender peacefully!"
As the swamp dispersed, four small flags rose from the ground.
Yellow, green, blue, and gold, their light shined brightly.
The Battle Platform, already trapped in an array, now revealed another light shield.
This was Yin Sixiang’s most powerful tactic, a barrier constructed using his Natal Magic Item, the Four Spirits Flag, combined with the Ancient Four Symbols Formation.
With this realm’s emergence, the scattered swamp rapidly regenerated.
Golden sabers and silver swords formed in the sky.
Additionally, massive cyan wood appeared, booming forth from the domain like battering rams.
The Outer World erupted in astonishment!
Old Ghost Mo Tian mused: "A fake realm similar to a Nascent Soul Domain? I didn’t expect this child to have such methods. The backup plan I prepared for him might not be necessary. But that’s good, so I won’t draw ire from Lingtian."
As he thought this, he couldn’t help but glance at True Master Shenhuo, who was sitting far away, calm as ever.
The Five Elements Divine Sect, indeed not to be underestimated!
Fengyue Fairy’s expression changed dramatically; if she were caught within, she’d likely not survive. Her face showed deep dread as she looked towards the woman standing in front of her.
"Master, can a Golden Core Cultivator truly display such techniques?"