I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

From the audience’s perspective…

The Vermilion Bird Princess’ final attack was like a gargantuan red lotus that fell from the sky before crashing into An Lin’s body.

Red light pierced through his body as blood sprayed across the air.

In the end, the lotus fell upon the arena as a terrifying power swept over the earth.

A type of red energy engulfed the entire space, pulverizing everything within!

Boom!

The entire arena began to tremor violently, and it even exhibited signs of collapsing…

All of the spectators were trembling in fear. If it weren’t for that spell formation, they would most likely have been reduced to dust from the shockwaves emanating from that battle.

“My God! Is this really a battle between Soul Formation Stage cultivators?”

“This is way too insane! They’ve even cracked the formation set up by a mythological beast…”

“Not even a battle between Return to Void Stage mighty figures could be this insane!”

“Those two really are monsters… Who would have thought that I would have the honor of seeing the Vermilion Bird Princess’ third form.”

“How is Fist God Lin An? He couldn’t have been reduced to nothingness, right?”

After witnessing An Lin’s power, none of the birds dared to come to conclusions, and all of them stared with unblinking eyes at the battlefield.

When the red energy finally dissipated, the Vermilion Bird Princess slowly descended to the ground with slightly pale features. That last technique had clearly expended a lot of her energy.

There was no longer a single patch of ground in the arena that was still intact. Rubble and debris were littered all over the ground, and the fortified ground had completely caved in like a massive wok.

An Lin lay at the center of the crater, coughing up a mouthful of blood as he looked up at the woman above him.

“He’s not dead!”

“Fist God Lin An is not dead!”

All of the spectators let loose cries of surprise.

The Vermilion Bird Princess’ brows perked up slightly as she remarked in a crisp voice, “You sure are hard to deal with.”

An Lin didn’t speak. He lay silently on the ground while looking up at the woman above.

After a moment, he finally said, “Half-drowned cat, I… I can see your panty.”

Everyone fell silent.

Vermilion Bird Princess: “…”

All the spectators: “…”

The red streamer silently wrapped around her smooth, well-proportioned legs, ruining An Lin’s view of the scenery.

The Vermilion Bird Princess gritted her teeth as she glowered at An Lin. “Is that the reason why you’ve been lying on the ground this entire time?”

“Of course not! I was just extending a courteous reminder to you!” An Lin replied with an earnest expression before jumping up from the ground.

The Vermilion Bird Princess was fuming, and she immediately pounced toward An Lin again.

The divine seal on her forehead flashed as spatial ripples surged underfoot, and she disappeared from the spot.

An Lin activated his Origin Energy of the Netherworld in response!

At the same time, streams of wind revolved around his Evil-Slaying Sword before slashing in a certain direction at blinding speed.

Wind Sword!

The Vermilion Bird Princess appeared before An Lin, but her high heels struck the black blade of his sword.

Boom!

The clash of energy sent violent tremors through the air again.

An Lin’s power had soared yet again, and his sword strikes were much more terrifying than they had been.

The Vermilion Bird Princess felt as if a boundless sword might with the power to destroy heaven and earth was sweeping toward her, and she could only go on the defensive with her kicks!

“Break through!”

An Lin roared as an unstoppable black sword projection tore through the air, forcing the Vermilion Bird Princess into retreat.

The Vermilion Bird Princess was shocked. The man before her had grown explosively more powerful again and was now slightly more powerful than her… How was this possible?!

Heaven and earth suddenly dimmed as the stars and moon faded to give way to boundless darkness. Sensory deprivation and obstruction of the consciousness followed.

Six Strikes of the War God, Shadow Tiger!

The Vermilion Bird Princess’ expression shifted again, but her powerful battle instincts urged her to wrap her wings around herself in the nick of time.

Whoosh!

A black sword projection fell on her colorful barrier of wings.

When the light finally returned to heaven and earth, a gash had been torn in the colorful wings as well as the back of her dress, thus revealing a bloody wound on her body.

She turned to find that An Lin had already retreated to over a thousand feet away, and at the same time, ninety-nine white sword projections materialized in the air as the air shrieked under its collective sharpness.

A vacuum, which covered a radius of over a kilometer, appeared to create a passage for the white divine swords.

Six Strikes of the War God, Hundred Sword Technique!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

The ninety-nine white swords with terrifying sharpness flashed through the air toward the Vermilion Bird Princess like a meteor shower.

Each sword was enough to tear a Return to Void Stage mighty figure in half!

“Don’t underestimate me!” the Vermilion Bird Princess roared as she kicked her high heels toward the swords, shattering them one by one.

Sword projections lit up the night sky, as did the light of red lotus flowers.

The two of them were engaged in a battle that rocked heaven and earth, as if they were trying to demolish this entire arena. All of the spectators had been stunned into complete silence, and they didn’t even know what words to use to describe this battle anymore.

Peerlessly powerful spell technique, unmatched combat skill, and an indescribable power… All of this had been deeply ingrained into their minds.

“This is too stimulating! My heart feels like it’s about to give out!”

“This is definitely the most intense battle this arena has ever witnessed!”

“Indeed! I feel like I’m witnessing a showdown between two of the most powerful Sun Tree War Gods!”

Countless spectators were excited beyond belief.

The gold-tier tour guide cow was also staring blankly at the man on the battlefield.

Never would it have thought that such a harmless looking human could be so powerful!

The main judge, the Heavenly Flame Vermilion Bird, was also beyond excited.

Both of these contestants were even more powerful than it was!

One had to realize that it was an immortal beast at the pinnacle of the Return to Void Initial Stage! What did it entail for two Soul Formation Stage cultivators to be more powerful than it?

These were definitely two exceptional talents that would be extremely difficult to find, even across the entire Tai Chu Continent!

“In my heart, these two are already Sun Tree War Gods,” the Heavenly Flame Vermilion Bird said with a firm expression.

Countless spectators were shocked again upon hearing this. One had to realize that the title of the Sun Tree War God was one of the most glorious titles in the Southern Heavenly Wing Nation. For the main judge to say something like this was the strongest acknowledgment it could possibly give.

They turned again to look at the insane battle taking place, and they had no objections whatsoever to this evaluation.

“Ah! I’m going to make a breakthrough!” A bird was finally going to make its breakthrough upon witnessing such a profound and thrilling battle.

This was a Spirit Nurturing Initial Stage lark, and it flapped its wings with excitement as it broke through a certain shackle and progressed toward the Spirit Nurturing Intermediate Stage.

All of the surrounding birds turned to the lark with envious expressions.

Vital energy surged in a vortex for several kilometers before flowing toward the lark’s body.

And then, all of the vital energy was instantly sucked toward the arena!

“What?!” The lark stared at the arena with a dumbstruck expression.

All of the Spiritual Energy of Heaven and Earth was frantically converging there.

That’s right, all of the vital energy in the area seemed to be throwing themselves there without any reservation.

When Return to Void Stage mighty figures fought, all of the vital energy within a radius of several kilometers from them would prioritize their battle!

However, these two were even more insane! All of the vital energy within a radius of five kilometers from them had converged toward them in order to fuel their monstrous spell techniques!

The lark tried to absorb the vital energy with all its strength in order to make a breakthrough, only to find that not only was there no vital energy entering its body, but there was even some vital energy that was leaking from its body and heading toward the battlefield.

All of the spectators around it turned to the lark, and their envious expressions had given way to sympathy.

The lark: “…”