A Contest of Wits and Strength

The Seven Star Lamp's defensive power was beyond question. The fact that Zhuge Xiang had yet to injure Dongfang Yan said it all. He truly lived up to his origins in the Dongfang Family, a cultivation family comparable to a large sect. With a mere Divine Ability Stage cultivation, he could actually wield a half-damaged spirit treasure. To ordinary people, this was absolutely unimaginable.

But although the Seven Star Lamp's defense was formidable, Zhuge Xiang had killed Deity Transformation Stage cultivators while still in the Innate Realm. Challenging those above his level was nothing new to him. Now that he was at the Spell Control Stage, could he really be utterly helpless against a Divine Ability Stage cultivator?

His gaze grew grave, and his expression became much more serious. The boots on his feet suddenly shone with an uncanny light. Then his figure slowly dissolved like a dream, an illusion, a bubble, a shadow.

"He disappeared? Where is he? How did he vanish into thin air?"

"Did he leave because he knew he couldn't win? So this so-called God of Slaughter, Zhuge Xiang, is just someone who bullies the weak and fears the strong. Young Master Dongfang truly lives up to the Dongfang Family's name."

"Idiots. He must have concealed himself with some special ability or treasure artifact. Can't you see that Young Master Dongfang is still on full guard?"

Zhuge Xiang's sudden disappearance set many people talking, each offering their own guesses. But there were also discerning observers who noticed something amiss and spoke up.

Indeed, where was Zhuge Xiang? Why had he vanished into thin air? It was the effect of his Ghost Shadow Boots.

``` Ghost Shadow Boots (Twelve Star Magic Tool): Required cultivation: Innate Realm Seventh Layer. Defense: 500. HP: 500. Movement speed: 100. Active: Enter