Novel Full Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Under the Celestial Eye of Insight, all illusions were vanquished.
Yet moments after the surrounding illusions disappeared, Tang Jie saw a new illusion forming around him.
Flowing Wind let out a hearty laugh. “My Ethereal Rain Divine Connection might not be a Dao Art, but it has its own profundities. I admit that Divine Connections cannot resist the profundities of Dao Arts, but what if I don’t resist and let you have at it?”
Tang Jie was shaken.
Flowing Wind’s plan was very simple. He would let Tang Jie’s Celestial Eye pierce through the illusions and simply create another layer.
This Ethereal Divine Connection was extraordinary in its own way. While it couldn’t match the absolute authority of a Dao Art, the shattering of its illusions seemed to have little effect on the user, allowing it to be used repeatedly.
Quantity could make up for the lack of quality.
In terms of spiritual energy, no matter how much of a genius Tang Jie was, he couldn’t possibly compare to an Earth Immortal.
Even though Tang Jie’s Celestial Eye swept here and there, breaking layer after layer, there seemed to be no end to Flowing Wind’s illusions.
It took more power to create than destroy, and using the Ethereal Divine Connection actually consumed more Immortal and spiritual energy than Tang Jie’s Celestial Eye.But Flowing Wind was an Earth Immortal. He could condense spiritual energy into Immortal Essence and thus continuously replenish himself, while Tang Jie’s Dao power was limited.
By using the limitless against the limited, Flowing Wind had halted Tang Jie’s offensive.
In truth, this was a choice that any Immortal would make when facing a cultivator with a powerful Dao Art. What was happening with the Ethereal Rain Divine Connection and the Celestial Eye of Insight was just like the Jewel Immortal Sovereign using eleven finger strikes to shatter the Infinite Palace. Otherwise, a cultivator, regardless of their cultivation level, would be invincible after comprehending a Dao. In reality, cultivation was always the foundation of a cultivator, and without this foundation, a Dao Art was far from enough to seal the victory.
Tang Jie was dealing with the aforesaid situation. The Celestial Eye clearly countered the Ethereal Rain Divine Connection, but Tang Jie was helpless before this seemingly endless reserve of Immortal energy.
Usually, this wasn’t a problem. After all, he couldn’t do anything to Flowing Wind, but Flowing Wind wasn’t able to do anything to Tang Jie.
However, Flowing Wind had his own Dao Art, the Fate-Burning Candle that was burning away Tang Jie’s life, instilling a sense of peril in him.
His candle continued to blaze as Flowing Wind bought time with his Ethereal Rain Divine Connection and Genesis Cloud, a smile on his lips seeming to say, “What can you do to me?”
Tang Jie snorted. “Since you have this supreme illusion Divine Connection, you might as well take a look at my ability.”
He threw his head back and threw up a mouthful of blood.
The blood scattered, turning into countless Tang Jies—Reflections of Floating Life!
Flowing Wind froze for a moment, planning to say, “Using illusions against illusions doesn’t do that much.”
A moment later, he saw those thousands of Tang Jies raise their weapons and attack.
Instantly, Flowing Wind felt like he was in terrible danger.
In a flash, he turned into a streak of light.
A moment later, his countless illusions shattered.
Not because of the Celestial Eye, but because illusion was doing battle with illusion.
Tang Jie had merged his illusion clones with Flowing Wind’s Divine Connection, battling him on the illusory plane. The meaning of this battle wasn’t merely to compete in spell arts, but to forcefully draw these two together. �
You have limitless Immortal energy? I have more than one Dao Art!
You have quantity and I have quality. Let’s see who is superior!
The mixing of the two abilities tied them together, and nothing would happen until the battle reached its end and one side came out on top.
At the same time, Tang Jie swung his sword at Flowing Wind.
Skyrend Swordfall!
The Ten Extinctions Blade!
Flowing Wind snorted. “So many Dao Arts! No wonder you can defeat Immortal Platform experts at Violet Palace. But so what? You really think that killing a few Immortals means you can defeat all Immortals? Immortals are akin to spirit cultivators among mortals and not so easily defeated. You’ve only defeated trash and have yet to see the powers of real Immortals.”
As he spoke, torrents of spiritual energy began to form in the air.
From these vast torrents of spiritual energy arose tall mountains.
Yes, high in the sky, mountains had been formed, as well as a vast ocean that separated the two combatants.
Tang Jie swung the Sovereign Blade, shattering the mountains and splitting the ocean.
Even mountains and rivers had to stand aside in the face of Slaughter and Destruction.
Yet collapsed mountains rose once more and the ocean merged back together. A vast world had appeared in front of Flowing Wind, going on and on, creating more mountains and oceans no matter how many Tang Jie hacked his way through.
Tang Jie was stunned by this sight.
He knew that Flowing Wind was still stalling, using the nigh infinite power of an Immortal to hold back his Dao Arts, but there was nothing he could do.
Flowing Wind smirked. By now, more than half of that Fate Candle had burned away.
Tang Jie knew that he couldn’t let this continue. “Fine, you really do have some Immortal power about you. So let’s try this instead.”
He suddenly stepped forward, instantly crossing that nigh infinite world and appearing at Flowing Wind’s side.
Nearby Horizon!
While Flowing Wind was still in shock, Tang Jie swung his sword.
As Tang Jie’s blade bit into his body, Flowing Wind shouted, and a streak of light struck Tang Jie.
Tang Jie ignored it, trusting in his tough body, but to his surprise, rather than getting hurt, his vision blurred, and then he was a hundred kilometers away.
He had been teleported away.
Not only that, a ghostly figure appeared behind him and thwacked him on the head with a cudgel.
The strike made Tang Jie feel like his world was spinning.
Meanwhile, Flowing Wind’s shattered body reformed. Though the attack had failed to kill him, that blade infused with the power of Destruction had forced him to expend a lot of Immortal energy.
What Immortals cared about wasn’t how many times they died, but how much Immortal energy they consumed.
If an Earth Immortal wasn’t attacking, they could die ten times and still not experience true death. On the same principle, in a particularly fierce battle, just one death might be enough to completely end them.
Thus, Flowing Wind didn’t care about death, but about expenditure!
The attack just now had expended half a life’s worth of energy, the equivalent of ten-some Manifold Mountain Ocean Incantations, and beside that, there was also the Five Ghost Migration and Haunting Spirit World Strike that he had used to send Tang Jie away.
Flowing Wind was furious over all the energy he had used, and he blew on the candle once more, causing the flame to burn even more fiercely.
Tang Jie finally recovered from his dizziness.
This was only thanks to his body cultivation. Anyone else would have instantly died to the strike. Still, he was aghast at what had just happened.
Although he knew that Flowing Wind wasn’t some mediocre Earth Immortal and was probably an elite, he hadn’t expected that all of his moves wouldn’t be able to kill him and that he would be the one seeing stars.
It had to be understood that he hadn’t been holding back.
“Fine, I acknowledge you!” Tang Jie clenched his teeth and once more used Nearby Horizon to appear next to Flowing Wind.
Just when Flowing Wind was going to use the Five Ghosts Migration again, Tang Jie shouted, “Stop!”
That demonic sound paralyzed Flowing Wind.
Tang Jie thrust a palm at Flowing Wind.
Flowing Wind was unable to dodge this time, and the hand that was holding the candle was struck. The candle went flying off and then disappeared in a flash.
At the moment the candle disappeared, Flowing Wind used the hand that had been holding the candle to strike Tang Jie in the chest.
Tang Jie was blown back while throwing up blood, feeling like some terrifying beast had just given him a hefty slap.
This left him badly wounded, and for a brief moment, Tang Jie sensed that Flowing Wind’s strength had soared.
It quickly fell back to normal, however.
As he drew back his arm, he coldly glared at Tang Jie and said, “You’ve got some skill, but you really think striking the candle is enough?”
Tang Jie was dumbfounded, a feeling of ill foreboding welling up in his mind.
Sure enough, Flowing Wind simply reached into the void once more. “You can use Dao Art after Dao Art, so why can’t I? You broke it once, so I can just find it again. Moreover… it gets easier each time.”
He pulled his hand back.
Tang Jie’s Fate Candle was once more in his grip.