Chapter 706 You’re Initiated Into the Mixed Element Heart Scripture?

Song Wanning’s expression hardened. In the next instant, she used the Space Folding Technique, her form instantly closing the vast distance between them.

Instead of retreating, she advanced, slashing her Longsword toward Feng San.

Meanwhile, the energy from his staff passed through the folded space and struck a small hill in the distance.

BOOM—

The hillock instantly exploded into dust, and the massive blast sent the surrounding birds and beasts scattering in terror.

Facing the sudden sword attack, Feng San met it with another swing of his staff.

This time, the staff and the Longsword collided head-on.

Song Wanning let out a muffled grunt, sent flying by the immense force.

Her feet carved long tracks into the ground before she finally managed to stop herself against a large tree.

Her white robes were now stained with blood, and her face was pale, but her eyes remained terrifyingly calm.

Song Wanning’s fingertips moved even faster, streams of silver Space Runes and transparent, ripple-like Time Runes flowing out to merge with the void around her.

Feng San wasted no time, his staff moving once more!

This time, it wasn’t a single afterimage of his staff but thousands, like countless venomous dragons lunging from all directions to bite her, sealing off every possible escape route.

Before the winds from the staff even reached her, the destructive pressure was already causing the bones throughout her body to ache intensely.

She bit her lip hard, lamenting internally. ’The gap in our Cultivation is just too vast.’

’At these higher levels, the gap of a single minor realm is enough to utterly crush an opponent, to say nothing of a major one.’

Song Wanning could only rapidly circulate the Mixed Element Heart Scripture, using the power of its cycles to mitigate the crushing pressure on her body.

She struggled to resist, but she had no idea how shocked Feng San was at that moment.

’Something’s wrong with Song Wanning’s power,’ he thought. ’Logically, at my level of Cultivation, my Divine Soul suppression alone should have rendered her completely immobile.’

’Yet after these past few exchanges, she’s responded with ease, showing no signs of being suppressed at all.’

Even now, with him using his full power to suppress her, all it did was slightly slow her movements.

Just as this shock set in, an even more astonishing scene unfolded.

A faint gray light suddenly appeared around Song Wanning. It circled her once, and she broke free from his suppression.

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

At that moment, realization flashed through his mind. Feng San shouted in astonishment, "You’ve reached the initial stage of the Mixed Element Heart Scripture?!!"

"How is that possible?!!"

Feng San’s expression twisted, his shock overshadowed by a wave of intense jealousy.

He remembered when Song Wanning had chosen the Mixed Element Heart Scripture. He’d heard about it and laughed at her for overestimating herself. To dare covet a god-tier Cultivation Technique—it was the dream of a fool.

He had been certain she would never master the basics and would eventually have to shamefully return the Cultivation Technique.

But now he saw that she had actually done it.

’Why?’

Feng San couldn’t understand.

’Song Wanning’s talent for Alchemy is already incredible, so why is her talent for cultivation also this strong?’

’I’ve already worked so hard, yet in front of her, I look like a complete joke.’

The realization plunged Feng San deeper into agony.

He stared at Song Wanning with bloodshot eyes, his conviction hardening.

’Song Wanning must die. Otherwise, the one who dies in the future will be me!’

Feng San roared and swung his staff at Song Wanning once more.

With this strike, he held nothing back.

The air distorted wherever the staff passed, creating a storm of spatial turbulence.

However, something bizarre occurred.

Song Wanning’s figure suddenly blurred in Feng San’s perception. It wasn’t that she was moving at high speed; it was as if he were looking at her through countless layers of warped, colored glass.

The deadly afterimage of the staff would fall, only to be forcibly diverted by stretched space just an instant before it touched the hem of her robes.

Or it would slow for a negligible instant within a pocket where the flow of time had been subtly altered.

That one instant was all it took for Song Wanning to slip through the inescapable net of death, as slippery as an eel.

Song Wanning refused to meet his attacks head-on. Instead, she pointed her sword fingers, sending streams of sharp sword qi not at Feng San, but at the battlefield itself, constantly slicing and twisting the space around them.

Space folded beneath her feet, allowing her to constantly change positions right before Feng San’s eyes.

And whenever Feng San attacked, she would stop time, slowing his assault for just a moment.

Back and forth they went. In this manner, Song Wanning managed to dodge Feng San’s attacks time and time again.

Feng San was on the verge of a breakdown.

"Song Wanning, you coward! Do you dare face me head-on?"

"Is it fun, just using those same two tricks over and over?"

Feng San was so furious that two jets of hot air shot from his nostrils.

He had never encountered such a difficult and frustrating fighting style.

’I have the power to shatter stars, but I can’t even hit a target as slippery as an eel.’

’Her immortal power is clearly far beneath my own, yet she can manipulate the Space-time Law with such high frequency...’

’Her immortal power should have been exhausted long ago, but she’s cultivated the Mixed Element Heart Scripture. It’s like she has an inexhaustible source, allowing her immortal power to perpetually regenerate, always hovering on a dangerous but stable threshold.’

The situation was utterly maddening.

Song Wanning just smiled faintly. "I’d have to be a fool to fight an Earth Immortal like you head-on."

’I’ll wear him down! I’ll drain his immortal power even if it’s the last thing I do!’

Feng San was so enraged by her answer that his vision momentarily went black.

"Fine, fine, fine—"

"Let’s see how long you can keep this up!"

He gave a sinister laugh and suddenly swallowed a Violent Burst Pill.

BOOM!

The aura around him surged violently. Dark red flames now clung to the afterimages of his staff, making space itself sizzle.

They both knew that a Violent Burst Pill could temporarily boost one’s Cultivation.

And Feng San, well aware of Song Wanning’s strategy, had no choice but to take the Violent Burst Pill to try and end the battle quickly.

After all, his immortal power was constantly draining while hers was continuously replenishing. The longer this dragged on, the lower his chances of victory.

The pressure on Song Wanning increased dramatically. The oppressive might bearing down on her made every spatial jump feel like dancing on a knife’s edge. The backlash forced even more blood from her nose and mouth.

But her eyes remained calm. In fact, under this extreme pressure, her control over the Space-Time Runes grew even more refined and subtle. She was stalling, wearing him down, using herself as bait to lay an invisible trap.

Enraged, Feng San’s attacks grew fiercer with each wave. The space in the entire area was shattered, and the flow of time descended into chaos. The occasional bird or wisp of cloud caught in the fray would instantly age to dust or revert to nothingness.

Several new, bone-deep wounds soon appeared on Song Wanning’s body, the result of being grazed by the edge of the staff’s violent winds. If the Space-time Law hadn’t blocked ninety-nine percent of the force, her body and soul would have been annihilated long ago.

She coughed up a mouthful of blood, dyeing the front of her white robes crimson, but her eyes only grew wilder.

A cruel smile played on her lips, and her provocative gaze was especially sharp.

"What’s the matter? Haven’t you eaten?"