Hunting God Era

Chapter 174 I can transform now! (4k)

"A touchstone?"

Li Ye's nonchalant words, treating him like a child's play, were like tempered steel needles, piercing Fang Luo's ears.

The veins on his forehead bulged like earthworms, and his once handsome face was now twisted into a terrifying grimace.

Fang Luo spat out the words through gritted teeth, "I really have been underestimated!"

"Just because you've entered the Heavenly Origin Realm and obtained the Dharma Seed, does that make you so arrogant that you don't know your own worth? You killed Tian Zhixing with a magic weapon, do you think you have the right to spout nonsense in front of Shenzhao?"

The folding fan reopened, and Fang Luo's body once again billowed out air. "If you want to know the methods of the Divine Illumination Realm, I'll let you witness them!"

With a whoosh, the folding fan in his hand unfolded again, and a stream of air, far more powerful and solid than before, burst forth from the pores of his body. It no longer simply surrounded and protected him, but rather rapidly merged with his body as if it were a living thing.

His figure became hazy and illusory amidst the surging air currents, as if it were a fusion of physical form and air currents, with the edges of his outline twisting and undulating, beginning to become transparent.

"Divine Power: Flowing Mist!"

Fang Luo let out a low shout and swung his folding fan fiercely in Li Ye's direction.

In an instant, the air in the surrounding space seemed to be frantically sucked and compressed by an invisible force, rapidly condensing and swirling in front of him, forming a huge vortex of air that howled and emitted a terrifying suction force.

The center of the vortex was dark and deep, while the edges were filled with the sharp hissing of countless tiny wind blades cutting through the air at high speed.

Li Ye raised an eyebrow slightly. "Wind?"

"This is no ordinary wind."

Fang Luo's cold laugh remained clear and jarring amidst the howling of the flowing wind. "I know you killed Tian Zhixing's son. I know he was a martial artist who practiced 'Wind' Yuan, but True Yuan is still True Yuan, and it's different from Divine Power. As for the difference, that's right here, Qian Ling!"

hum!
The massive vortex of air suddenly stopped, then exploded like a honeycomb that had been detonated.

Thousands upon thousands of condensed, almost tangible wind blades, twisting in the air, shot out from the center of the vortex.

They were no longer the blurry traces of airflow as before, but each one was clearly visible, with even the edges gleaming with a cold, metallic light, and they made a deafening tearing sound as they tore through the air.

Its density instantly obscured the view ahead, forming a storm of blades composed of pure sharpness and speed, sweeping towards Li Ye at a speed beyond the limits of the naked eye.

laugh!
Before the wind blades even arrived, their sharp, all-slicing intent already rushed towards him, and Li Ye could even feel a slight stinging pain on his exposed skin.

His eyes narrowed, and he swung the Heaven-Slaying Sword upwards with a fierce strike!
Boom!

A heavy, powerful true essence, like a mountain tremor, erupted from the Heaven-Slaying Sword, forming a visible, violently distorting shockwave that rippled the air.

Centered on the sword, the shockwave spread out and struck the oncoming wind blade.

Bang bang bang!
Dozens or even hundreds of wind blades were the first to be hit, shattered into pieces by the shockwave, and scattered into chaotic air currents.

Li Yejian moved with him, and the Heaven-Slaying Sword in his hand also changed rapidly, quickly slashing out several times. Each swing brought with it a muffled shockwave like thunder.

In an instant, sword light shone like wheels, and shockwaves surged like tides.

Large swathes of wind blades shattered under the shockwave, producing a continuous series of muffled cracking sounds, forming a barrier that blocked the impact of the wind blades.

No matter how powerful his true essence was, and how many wind blades he shattered, the gaps were instantly filled by the even more turbulent and dense wind from behind.

There were simply too many of them. Although the shockwave barrier created by Li Ye's sword strike was incredibly powerful, it was still difficult to completely cover all angles, let alone keep up with the almost endless replenishment rate.

puff puff!

Several cunning streaks of light finally broke through the gaps in the shockwave, like venomous snakes, instantly biting into Li Ye's strong upper body, tearing open several bloody wounds that were even deeper than during the previous attack.

Li Ye glanced sideways at the wound, his brows furrowing slightly, but he didn't stop moving, continuing to rotate the blade and increase his output to block the wind blade.

"Kid, no matter how powerful your true energy is, you can't shake that many."

Fang Luo spoke casually, but there was a deep sense of shock in his eyes.

Martial artists at the Heavenly Origin level possess formidable magical power, capable of blocking supernatural abilities.

When Fang Luo was in the Third Realm, he was a martial artist of the Earth Element who practiced the 'Wind' element, just like Tian Zhixing's son. He understood very well that true essence was just true essence and could not be compared with divine power.

Leaving aside the Human Element, the Earth Element martial artist, who is known as the master of all things, practices the five elements of earth, wind, water, fire, and earth, but in the end, it is just a superficial appearance, more like a simulation.

Those who practice 'fire' element cannot actually produce fire; it is merely a flame ignited by the intense heat of their true essence.

Those who practice 'wind' element only simulate the swiftness and sharpness of the wind; the true essence they emit may appear like wind blades, but in reality, it is different.

This guy is strong enough to withstand the true essence of his supernatural power.

But true essence is true essence, and supernatural powers are different.
"The wind is ever-flowing."

Fang Luo grinned maliciously, and his folding fan spun and twirled strangely once more.

The wind blades shattered by the shockwave did not completely dissipate; the broken airflow, guided by the supernatural power, instantly changed shape.

No longer a solid blade, it transformed back into countless cunning and all-pervasive lines of wind, following the gaps in the airflow, bypassing the frontal shock barrier, and attacking Li Ye from all directions.

The wind is invisible yet omnipresent, and this sealed off the space around Li Ye!
This time, he'll definitely be the scapegoat!
Flowing Mist is the power to manipulate airflow. Upon reaching the Divine Illumination Realm, this divine ability, which is sublimated from martial arts, possesses the power to control wind and guide airflow; it is not simply a wind blade.

Condensing it into a wind blade simply maximizes its power, but when it transforms into a flowing wind, its power is still considerable.

"It's a pity that a genius like you is so rare. But since I've already made my move, I won't leave any hidden dangers, lest I end up like Lao Tian."

Even the most talented person needs to be alive to grow up.

The lesson of Tian Zhixing is clear: he only loosened his grip for a short while, and the person who killed his son had already gone this far.

Once this guy named Li Ye recovers, let alone grow stronger, as long as he can continue to use the magic weapon's power, that will be his death day.

If we've become enemies, we must resolve this immediately.

laugh! !

The airflow blew, making a piercing sound. Suddenly, a metal barrier rose up in front of him, partially enveloping Li Ye and blocking the sharp airflow, allowing it to scrape against the barrier and make a friction sound.

boom!
The moment the barrier appeared, it emitted a loud bang, and the barrier moved straight forward with the sound, quickly reaching Fang Luo.

As they got closer, sword-like blades sprouted from the surface of the barrier, resembling a shield covered in spikes, and crashed down fiercely.

"it's useless!"

After a brief moment of surprise, Fang Luo reacted quickly. His already transparent and blurry figure dispersed into streams of air, swirling around the shield and reaching the back, where he could see the entire interior.

Li Ye gripped the hilt of the sword and made a forward thrusting motion. The blade that should have been in front of the hilt was now occupied by a barrier, as if the blade had been transformed.

It is indeed a wonderful treasure; it can stretch freely and change shape.

But it will soon be his! "Want to fight me in close combat? Not a bad idea, but your cultivation level isn't high enough!"

Fang Luo gathered the airflow behind Li Ye, and quickly waved his folding fan, creating lines of airflow from behind the barrier that swept straight towards Li Ye like a whip.

The idea of ​​engaging him in close combat was correct.

Fang Luo's supernatural abilities are most powerful at long range, but less effective at close range than those of martial artists of the same realm, provided they are of the same realm.

For martial artists of the three realms, it's actually the same.

Even if he gets close, this person can't touch him.

The situation where I was careless and underestimated my opponent, and was attacked by Li Ye, will never happen again!

At this moment, there was a large amount of airflow outside that was powerful enough to split mountains and shatter rocks, and the inside was also filled with the same sharp wind. Even if this magic weapon could change further, as long as it lost its form, the airflow outside would be able to tear Li Ye apart.

Even if he doesn't need to be removed, he's very close to Li Ye, so no matter how he changes, it won't be enough time!

In the blink of an eye, the airflow swept behind Li Ye. Even though he was aware of it at this moment and had already started to turn around and even started to reach out his hand, the airflow had already arrived, so what use was it to reach out his hand?

This only made Fang Luo laugh.

Such a genius, knowing he was going to die yet still struggling, is it foolish or brave?

"You can't stop it."

Fang Luo let out a sinister laugh, "Die!"

"As one wishes."

Snapped.

A strange, soft sound, not earth-shattering but enough to overturn Fang Luo's understanding, suddenly rang out in the center of the raging storm!
Several invisible and intangible lines of wind, powerful enough to cut through gold and jade, were held firmly in Li Ye's ordinary-looking palm, as if locked by invisible iron clamps!
I've got it.
wind?
Like grasping at a tangible straw, the bound air currents twisted in Li Ye's palm, emitting a sharp and piercing frictional hiss.

Fang Luo's brain felt as if it had been struck by a heavy hammer, going completely blank for a moment as he stared blankly at this scene he had never imagined.

"I never thought of blocking it."

Li Ye's voice was terrifyingly calm, as if he were merely stating a simple fact. He slowly turned his head, his deep eyes piercing through the turbulent airflow to look at Fang Luo's unsteady figure, which was distorted by extreme shock.

"It's just that you're too far away. I'm afraid you'll run away, and it'll be troublesome to catch you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Ye gripped the wind's five fingers and clenched them tightly inward. The restrained wind threads, like fragile soap bubbles, burst with a series of muffled sounds and vanished into nothingness.

The soft, collapsing sound jolted Fang Luo awake from his extreme shock.

A tremendous sense of crisis descended upon him like ice water. He suppressed his shock and, without hesitation, his transformed energy shot backward and upward, attempting to create distance and escape.

However, the moment he moved, Li Ye's hand, which had just crushed Liu Feng, reached out again without the slightest hesitation and managed to grab the scattered air currents of the illusory figure.

Fang Luo's wind form, which was about to completely disperse, was suddenly caught in a giant net, which forcibly pulled him back. This strange force even caused Fang Luo to lose his balance, and he almost fell into the murky shallow water on the spot.

He looked down in disbelief at the hand that gripped the air around him like an iron clamp, his eyes filled with extreme horror.

fall?
He's practically a celebrity, how could he do that!

"I do not believe!"

Fang Luo roared, his folding fan snapped shut, and he held it upside down. The airflow quickly concentrated at the end of the fan, extending into a dagger of wind.

He's not bad at close combat either!

Li Ye looked at the dagger that was gathering a lot of air currents as it came towards him. He suddenly loosened his grip on the hilt of the Heaven-Slaying Sword and reached straight for the wind dagger.

With a flick of his fingers, he unraveled the layers of airflow, directly seizing the wrist of the illusory figure!

Can you really catch the wind?

Fang Luo was stunned.

He subconsciously looked at the sword shield behind Li Ye. The Heaven-Slaying Sword, which should have changed shape, instantly reverted to its original form as a spine sword after losing its master's blessing.

With a clang, it fell straight down, landing diagonally in the muddy water beside it, splashing up a small patch of murky water.

"You're not relying on a sword."

"With a sword?"

A mocking smile curled at the corner of Li Ye's lips, a smile that looked particularly sinister against his face splattered with mud and blood.

"Who told you I was just relying on a magic weapon? I've always relied on myself."

Wisps of deep black energy began to emanate from his body. He stared at Fang Luo, who was firmly locked in place, as if looking at a moth that had fallen into his palm. His deep voice rang out clearly amidst the howling wind and the roaring flood:
"As you wish, as you wish, according to my will, it will manifest its power."

After killing the demonic jade egg that Su Ao had fused with, a prophetic message began to appear in the darkness.

This time it wasn't some 'Emperor's Proclamation,' but a much clearer direction.

[The mysterious abyss governs the eight seas, manifesting its form in response. Tides erode the mountains and plains, penetrating the miasma and dispelling plagues. Mountains tilt like pillars, supporting the earth and carrying the spirit. The true ruins of Ruyi, the great expanse will never collapse!]

[Power: As you wish!]

It is the power of the Sea-Stabilizing Divine Iron!

What Li Ye held was not the power of Emperor Yu to control the floods, but a measuring instrument for measuring the size of the sea, so it could change size at will.

That demon was the Sea-Stabilizing Divine Iron; whether it was its true form or some fragment was not important.

The important thing is to gain authority and demonstrate power!
This authority allows him to 'mimic' anything, and to suppress any being through the power of Ruyi.

He can ignite fire when it's hot, grasp water when it's wet, and touch intangible things, transforming them into forms that these things cannot harm.

No matter how sharp the wind blade is, it's still just wind; just catch the wind!

If his supernatural powers are only this much, then this person can't hurt him; they're not even as good as normal martial arts.

But the realm of martial arts
"Strike the Demon!"

The black mist materialized, but it was no longer the misty, ethereal thing it had been before. Instead, it took on a form, covering Li Ye like a suit of armor, transforming him into someone wearing armor.

The Three Realms' attack on evil is not simply about condensing pollution; it can become even more pervasive, like a black mist.

Now that it has obtained power, under Ruyi's control, it has risen to another level and become the 'Evil-Slaying Armor'!
This is not just an all-round burst, but a new form, a new form that is enhanced in all aspects and wears a layer of armor that gives it power!
Simply put, Li Ye's second stage is when he can transform!

(End of this chapter)