Deliberation VI

Sang Lan became increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed.

It wasn't just the opponent's incredible self-healing speed, but also the fact that this person was rapidly becoming familiar with the Fleeting Moon Finger he was using.

Zhang Rongfang became increasingly adept at handling his offensive.

The Enemy Anticipation is once again coming into play.

Initially, the random use of Spirit Thread bursts made it unpredictable. However, as the fight progressed, Zhang Rongfang gradually gained a better grasp of its thought patterns, making it easier to dodge the Spirit Thread bursts.

The two left the city wall and gradually headed towards the remote mountains and forests where few people went.

Along the way, one large tree after another was severed by the Spirit Thread, Sang Lan gradually became anxious.

His Spirit Thread can transform into various weapons, which are indeed indestructible, but if they can't hit anyone, they are completely useless.

Suddenly he took several steps back, stopped, and took a breath.

"It seems I underestimated you before."

"Next, I will show you the highest level of martial arts I have practiced."

The highest skill? Zhang Rongfang's expression also turned solemn. After fighting for so long, his opponent, as Spirit General, was far less powerful than he had imagined.

Especially strength.

Logically speaking, the power of Spirit General shouldn't be this great. But it seems that the enhancement of the Spirit General is mainly aimed at defense and recovery.

The strength is not much. This does not match the recorded information.

He speculated that there were two possibilities.

One reason is that Sang Lan's foundation was too weak, so the fact that she could increase her strength to this extent is already quite impressive.

Another possibility is that the opponent never actually used their true trump card.

Next, things might get serious. The two stood in the forest, where a large number of trees had been felled in the fierce battle, creating a clearing.

"While martial arts skills are indeed not very useful, there's only one skill I truly acknowledge. That is..."

Sang Lan opened her arms.

His eyes suddenly widened.

"Final Form!"

"Momentary Thread!"

At the same time, diamond-shaped blue light spots lit up on both of his arms.

The light spots resembled staircases, Qidian from his shoulders and extending towards his palms, looking like zebra stripes from a distance.

Not only that, two thick, silver tentacles suddenly grew from the lower legs of his back.

These tentacles landed directly on the ground, seemingly taking over part of the function of the legs and becoming new feet.

"Wind!"

Sang Lan gave a low shout.

Suddenly, a large swirling current of air surrounded him, spun around, accelerated, and pounced towards Zhang Rongfang.

As these air currents rotated and accelerated, they subtly seeped into a lot of Blue Mist.

The wind, mixed with Blue Mist, was extremely fast and covered a wide area, making it impossible to avoid.

Before he could dodge, Zhang Rongfang quickly raised his arm to block his face.

Sizzle! To his surprise, the blue wind felt like a sharp blade as it blew over him, constantly cutting and slashing his skin.

Keep in mind that he was a master who had accumulated a great deal of Hard Skill, and his skin and flesh were much harder than ordinary people could imagine. But even so, he was still able to be injured by this move.

It's easy to imagine how destructive this wind is.

The wounds on Zhang Rongfang's body kept appearing and healing.

The most troublesome thing is that under the impact of this airflow, any of his movements becomes extremely difficult and slow.

In this situation, even if he activates the Blood Lotus and the Final Form, he still cannot kill the opponent if he cannot break through the opponent's Spirit Thread shell.

Only then did he realize what made the All Under Heaven Blade he had obtained so precious.

Perhaps, the so-called "All Under Heaven Blade" was originally designed for use by those at the Extreme Realm.

Back then, the Imperial Tutor was undoubtedly a top-tier expert in the Extreme Realm. Using him as a benchmark, and equipped with a weapon like the All Under Heaven Blade, even against Spirit General, victory or defeat would be decided by fighting first.

Moreover, many people speculate that the reason for the Imperial Tutor's disappearance was likely that he was surrounded and killed by Spirit General and Divine General.

With his thoughts in turmoil, Zhang Rongfang had many ideas flashing through his mind.

But before he could come up with a solution...

A figure silently approached through the blue aura. Silent as an assassin.

"Approaching Fragrance!" Suddenly, an Ice Blue Finger reached out from the front and landed precisely on the side of Zhang Rongfang's neck.

The finger covered the Silver Thread and pierced Zhang Rongfang's flesh in one go.

Bang! Zhang Rongfang reflexively struck out in that direction with a palm.

The immense impact left his hand a bloody mess. But the force also separated the two.

After retreating more than ten meters, Zhang Rongfang touched the side of his neck and found it bleeding. It was a deep gash, almost touching his trachea.

This move was extremely dangerous. If he had reacted even slightly slower, his neck might have been pierced through.

So he suddenly turned around and ran wildly in another direction.

This sudden turn of events caught even Sang Lan off guard.

"Trying to escape!?" He hurriedly gave chase. This time, he had finally encountered the abbot of the Human Immortal Temple, and capturing him would be a great achievement. Naturally, he wouldn't let him go.

The two chased and fled, and in the blink of an eye, they crossed the Woodland again.

The trees on both sides rushed past their ears, and suddenly Zhang Rongfang came to a sudden stop, as if his whole body was bound and he could not move.

In his eyes, the large blue current surged toward him again, surrounding him completely.

To outsiders, there was no airflow around him; he simply stopped abruptly and inexplicably. Then, he was struck by Sang Lan, who had caught up from behind.

As blood splattered, Sang Lan abruptly withdrew her hand, frowning as she looked at her fingers.

The Spirit Thread on his finger had turned black at some point.

"What is this!?" This was also the key reason why he didn't continue to pursue and strike again.

The Spirit Thread are crucial to their physical structure. Damage to the Spirit Thread means damage to them.

There's something wrong with this Human Immortal Temple Master! The more they fought, the more he felt something was amiss.

His Final Form is to directly amplify the Gods and Buddhas will behind him, suppressing his opponent and rendering them unable to move, leaving them at his mercy.

Now, his opponent has the upper hand, but when he attacks, his Spirit Thread is acting strangely. What's going on?! "Since that's the case, then let's go straight for the kill." Sang Lan looked at the blackness on her fingers, and finally, killing intent rose in her eyes.

His original plan was to cripple him and capture him alive to take back.

But now, just in case, he decided to kill the other party first.

"Die!"

He raised his right hand, a Silver Light shining from the tip of his index finger, pointing it at Zhang Rongfang's brow.

This time, he was going to smash the other man's head! Swoosh! In an instant, Silver Thread shot out, like a spearhead, flying towards Zhang Rongfang's brow.

In a flash.

The Blood Lotus behind Zhang Rongfang trembled, and he suddenly tilted his head, precisely avoiding the attack.

Before the Spirit Thread could sweep across the area, he leaped into the air and soared high into the sky.

"So, you're also wary of me."

In mid-air, Zhang Rongfang's sharp eyes spotted the black mark on the other person's fingers.

The problem that had been troubling him finally found a solution at this moment.

In that instant, the opponent's porcupine-like Spirit Thread armor finally revealed various solutions in his eyes.

The blood-based tests he had conducted in the Dungeon flashed through his mind at this moment.

Blood!

So, the key to everything has always been him!

Restrain yourself from Worship God.

It was him all along! "Blood Lotus!"

Suddenly, in mid-air, Zhang Rongfang's entire body rapidly expanded and grew larger.

His body seemed to be inflated, and all the slender parts became thick and strong, covered with dark red keratin.

Even her long black hair was covered with a thin layer of red film, fluttering behind her as if it were alive.

Its body, which was already four meters tall, has now grown even larger, reaching nearly four and a half meters.

The Blood Lotus on his back spread rapidly all over his body like a spider web, making him resemble a strong doll covered in red cracks.

Strength and fragility, two completely different styles, are simultaneously blended in Zhang Rongfang at this moment.

'Twelve Immortal Arts, Ground Shrinking!!'

Whoosh! As if teleported, Zhang Rongfang vanished from mid-air in an instant.

The next second, he appeared behind Sang Lan with his arms outstretched.

'Immortal Method: Yin Rainbow!!'

Boom! A large Blood Mist suddenly shot out from Zhang Rongfang's body, forming clumps of Blood Mist that swirled and condensed between his hands before being thrown forward.

The moment the Blood Mist flew out at high speed, the visual residue it left behind truly resembled a blood-red rainbow, exceptionally dazzling.

Sang Lan felt a sharp pain in his back, sensing the danger. He let out a low shout, and a large amount of blue airflow exploded around him, forming a wall that pressed down on him.

The blue airflow wall crashed into the Blood Mist Yin Rainbow.

The two remained locked in a stalemate for a moment, then simultaneously vanished.

At the very same time it dissipated.

Sang Lan pointed her finger at Zhang Rongfang's head.

Zhang Rongfang also charged forward and punched Sang Lan in the face.

The two of them had the same idea and attacked each other at the same time.

Whoosh! In an instant, the two figures flashed, intertwined, and then separated.

Your moves are no longer effective against me.

A deep bloodstain appeared on Zhang Rongfang's cheek. But in that crucial moment, he took the Enemy Anticipation and precisely avoided the fatal finger strike.

He straightened up. He turned to look at the other person. The scar on his cheek healed instantly, as if it had never been there.

As he finished speaking, Sang Lan stumbled behind him and looked down at her chest.

The Silver Thread Armor there now has a large patch of black spots.

That was the damage left by Yin Rainbow just now.

And, most importantly, this damage is irreversible!!

"What kind of move is this?" Sang Lan asked in a hoarse voice.

"The Immortal Path".

Zhang Rongfang smiled slightly.

"Heaven and earth are natural; No God Worshipping or Buddhas, Only cultivate oneself Immortal Path!"

"The Human Immortal Path!!"

"Human Immortal." Sang Lan reached out and touched the black spot, discovering that the Spirit Thread that caused the black spot had completely hardened and could no longer merge into his body, as if it no longer belonged to him. This was very similar to the wound caused by the Demon Weapon. "Again!!" He suddenly roared and turned to rush towards Zhang Rongfang.

The Fleeting Moon Finger erupted once again, unleashing a complete set of Breaking Limit Skill in succession.

Approaching Fragrance, Ice Skin, Jade Bone!

The three Breaking Limit Skills, each with different power and style, were unleashed in his Final Style State, and their speed, power, and destructive force far exceeded his usual level.

But... I can't hit it!

No matter what kind of Breaking Limit Skill it was, it seemed as if the opponent had foreseen it, making it impossible to touch the opponent.

Poof! Suddenly, a burst of Spirit Thread burst forth from the outside of Sang Lan's arm, sweeping towards Zhang Rongfang.

But this move was also dodged.