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Chapter 706 You've mastered the Hunyuan Heart Sutra?!
Song Wanning's brows furrowed, and the next moment she used a spatial folding technique to pull her figure closer from the furthest point.

Instead of retreating, she advanced, slashing her long sword at Feng San.

The energy of the long staff folded through space and landed on a small hill in the distance.

"boom--"

The hill was instantly shattered into pieces, and the loud noise terrified the surrounding birds and beasts, causing them to scatter in all directions.

Faced with the sudden attack of the longsword, Feng San once again met it with a cudgel.

This time, the stick and the longsword clashed directly.

Song Wanning suddenly let out a muffled groan and was blasted away by the powerful force.

She left a long trail on the ground with her legs, and only managed to stop herself by leaning against a big tree.

At this moment, her white shirt was stained with mottled blood, her face was pale, but her eyes were frighteningly calm.

Song Wanning's fingertips moved even faster, and streams of silver spatial runes and transparent ripple-like time runes flowed out and merged into the void around her.

Without further ado, Feng San moved the long stick again!
This time, the shadow of the stick was not a single one, but thousands upon thousands, as if countless poisonous dragons were biting from all directions, sealing off all angles of evasion.

Before the blow even arrived, the devastating pressure had already caused Song Wanning to feel intense discomfort throughout her body.

She bit her lower lip hard, sighing inwardly at the vast difference in their cultivation levels.

The higher you go, the more crushing it becomes, even a small difference in rank can be enough to completely overwhelm the opponent, let alone a whole rank difference.

Song Wanning could only quickly circulate the Hunyuan Heart Sutra, using the power of circulation to dilute the pressure on her body.

She was struggling to resist, unaware that Feng San was already deeply shocked.

Song Wanning's strength is definitely not right. Logically speaking, with my cultivation level, just suppressing her soul should be enough to render Song Wanning unable to move.

But she handled all those moves with ease, without being suppressed in the slightest.

Even with his best efforts to suppress her, he has only managed to slow down Song Wanning's actions slightly.

While he was still in shock, something even more astonishing happened.

Suddenly, a faint gray light appeared around Song Wanning's body. After circulating for only one turn, Song Wanning's figure was freed from the suppression.

Her brows relaxed, and she suddenly smiled at Feng San.

At that moment, a flash of inspiration struck him, and Feng San exclaimed in surprise, "You've mastered the basics of the Hunyuan Heart Sutra?!"

"How can it be?!!!"

Feng San's expression was twisted; more than shock, it was jealousy.

When Song Wanning chose the "Hun Yuan Xin Jing" (Primordial Heart Sutra), I laughed at her for overestimating herself, daring to covet a god-level cultivation technique, saying it was just wishful thinking.

He was certain that Song Wanning would never master the technique and would eventually slink away and put it back.

But now he realized that Song Wanning had actually mastered the basics.

why?
Feng San didn't understand.

Song Wan Ning has a strong talent for alchemy, so why is her talent for cultivation also so strong?
He had clearly tried his best, but in front of Song Wanning, he seemed like a joke.

Realizing this, Feng San felt even more pain.

His bloodshot eyes stared at Song Wanning, further confirming his suspicions.

Song Wanning must die, otherwise I will be the one to die later!
Feng San roared and swung his long staff at Song Wanning again.

He held nothing back with that strike.

Wherever the long staff went, the air distorted, filling the space with spatial storms. However, a bizarre scene unfolded.

Song Wanning's figure suddenly blurred in Feng San's perception, not because she was moving at high speed, but because it was as if she were seen through countless layers of distorted glass.

The deadly shadow of the stick fell, but it was always forcibly deflected by the stretched space just before it touched the hem of her clothes.

Or perhaps, within a range where the flow of time is subtly altered, it slows down by a mere, insignificant instant.

It was in that fleeting moment that Song Wanning was able to slip out of that impenetrable net of death, like the slipperiest eel.

Song Wanning didn't engage in direct combat at all. Instead, she pointed her sword, and the sharp sword energy wasn't aimed at Feng San, but instead continuously cut and distorted the surrounding battlefield.

Space folded beneath her feet, constantly shifting its position before Feng San's eyes.

When Feng San attacked, she used Time Freeze to slow down his attack for a moment.

After several exchanges, Song Wanning managed to dodge Feng San's repeated attacks.

Feng San was somewhat devastated.

"Song Wanning, you coward, do you dare to face me head-on?"

Is it really worth using the same two tricks over and over again?

Feng San was furious, and two streams of scorching white vapor spewed from his nostrils.

He had never seen such a difficult and frustrating style of play.

He possessed the power to shatter stars, yet he couldn't hit a target as slippery as an eel.

The opponent's level of immortal power was clearly far inferior to his own, yet he was able to manipulate the laws of space and time at such a high frequency...

Her immortal power should have been exhausted long ago, but she also cultivated the Primordial Chaos Heart Sutra, which is like an inexhaustible source, keeping her immortal power at a precarious balance, endlessly regenerating.

This situation made him extremely frustrated.

Song Wanning smiled faintly, "I'd be a fool to fight a mere Earth Immortal like you head-on."

She'll exhaust Feng San's immortal power no matter what!
Feng San was so angry at Song Wanning's answer that he almost fainted.

"Okay, okay -"

"Let's see how long you can hold out!"

He grinned maliciously and suddenly swallowed a Violent Pill.

boom!
His aura suddenly surged, and dark red flames clung to the shadow of his staff, causing the space to sizzle.

They were all very aware that the Bursting Strike Pill could temporarily boost cultivation.

Feng San was well aware of Song Wanning's intentions, which is why he had no choice but to take the Violent Breakthrough Pill in an attempt to end the battle as soon as possible.

After all, his immortal power was constantly being depleted, while Song Wanning's power was endless. The longer the battle dragged on, the smaller his chances of winning became.

Song Wanning's pressure increased sharply. The oppressive aura from her opponent made her feel like she was dancing on a knife's edge every time she traversed space, and the recoil caused her to bleed even more from her mouth and nose.

But her gaze remained calm, and even under such extreme pressure, her use of spacetime runes became even more exquisite and subtle. She was stalling, wearing down her opponent, using herself as bait to weave an invisible net.

Enraged, Feng San launched wave after wave of attacks, shattering the entire area and disrupting the flow of time. Occasionally, birds or clouds caught in the attack would instantly turn to ash or vanish into nothingness.

Several deep, bone-revealing wounds quickly appeared on Song Wanning's body, the result of being swept by the edge of the stick. If it weren't for the laws of spacetime resisting 99% of the power, she would have been destroyed, body and soul.

She coughed up blood, staining her white robe crimson, but her eyes grew increasingly crazed.

A cruel smile curled at the corner of her lips, and her provocative gaze was particularly piercing.

"Have you not eaten?"