Seven Limits of Heaven Devouring Earth Annihilation

"Seven Limits: Sea Breaker?"

Xiang Yang's heart jolted. His pupils suddenly contracted, his eyes narrowing to slits as his footsteps halted. He was shaken by the news.

It seemed that if he accepted this battle appointment, Liu Yin's side would definitely send Tang Wuyi to deal with him.

At the same time, a tangible aura mixed with surging primordial spirit power leaked from Xiang Yang's body. It was like a raging storm descending, heavenly thunder and divine fire appearing together, whistling and sweeping forth. In an instant, it turned the space within ten meters around him into a vast ocean.

Old Constable Qian, who had been respectfully following beside Xiang Yang, suddenly found it hard to breathe. His inner breath stagnated, a murky shadow shrouded his mind, and his hands and feet went weak. His blood vessels nearly burst under the pressure, and his eyes filled with despair.

Generally speaking, Xiang Yang's three treasures—physical body, true qi, and primordial spirit—had already fused into one, reaching a realm where they did not show outwardly. Such a situation rarely occurred.

Only when Xiang Yang realized he had somewhat lost control and withdrew his aura could Old Constable Qian finally gulp down breaths of air. Even as snowflakes drifted into his mouth on the fine wind, he felt no coldness—only the relief of having survived.

"Why is Lord Xiang's mind so unsettled? You could not even control your own aura. Could something have changed?"

Following Ding Hui's instructions, Old Constable Qian practically begged Xiang Yang, making a promise that so long as Xiang Yang could win one round, he could choose any martial arts manual or precious resource from the Shang Commandery Divine Constable Gate's stores.

Such terms were already exceedingly generous. He truly could not think of anything Xiang Yang might find