"Without divine abilities, even moves are really troublesome."
Watching the enormous ice dragon unleashed by Long Xuan charge toward him at incredible speed, Shen Fei sighed inwardly. He immediately poured all his mana into the Red Desire Sword and the Blood Cotton Demon Garment to block the ice dragon. Without the arena's restrictions, he could have fled far away, but on the arena, he could only take the ice dragon head-on.
Shen Fei was now entirely his second clone, with none of his true form's consciousness present. After all, this was the Mountains and Rivers Tournament, and Feng Baiyu was watching. Even if it was only his clone watching, Shen Fei still had to be cautious. To make things reasonable, this clone possessed only the cultivation of the Mystic Divine Realm and knew no divine abilities or moves.
Long Xuan was actually in the same situation as him, but she had the Frost Dragon Sword, a treasure artifact. A treasure artifact was far more powerful than a spirit artifact, and more importantly, Long Xuan could use the Frost Dragon Sword to unleash Ice Soul Divine Lightning.
There was something very strange about this world's cultivation system: divine abilities of any attribute could ultimately be converted into lightning attributes. For example, the Five Emperors Grand Devil Power would eventually form five-colored divine lightning—the Geng Metal Divine Lightning, Yi Wood Divine Lightning, Azure Water Divine Thunder, Bing Fire Divine Lightning, and Wu Earth Divine Lightning.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The moment the ice dragon struck the Red Desire Sword's defensive barrier, violent thunderous explosions erupted. This was Ice Soul Divine Lightning. Shen Fei could only use his mana to withstand its assault head-on. Fortunately, he had Magic Crystal Jade to replenish his mana. After consuming several pieces, Shen Fei finally withstood the Ice