After all, when fighting against Hua Muchen, the battle power he suddenly unleashed far exceeded his own realm, which would inevitably seem a bit shocking to outsiders. Appropriately showing some flaws made things look more reasonable. Of course, the Devouring Soul Art and Soul Fusion Art were not entirely without flaws either; the more demonic beasts he killed, the more the accumulated killing intent would reach a rather astonishing degree, much like that time before when he had nearly suffered a qi deviation in the outer sea of Pill King City. Had he not practiced orthodox Buddhist cultivation techniques, and had his Primordial Spirit not been far more powerful than those of the same rank, the hidden dangers probably would have erupted long ago. Even if others possessed this set of cultivation methods, they might not be able to achieve this step just because he could.
Lu Xiaotian tried hard to recall the details of this day, especially the experience of fighting against Hua Muchen. Hua Muchen's strength was indeed extremely formidable; those two ice-type magic treasures complemented each other, and his control over ice-type spiritual energy had truly reached the pinnacle of perfection. Had he not been confined to the specific environment of the arena and replaced with some extremely cold place instead, Hua Muchen mobilizing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth would have only been even harder to deal with.
After exchanging blows with him for a while, Lu Xiaotian discovered his own shortcomings. Compared to Hua Muchen's bizarre and unpredictable ice-type divine abilities and magic treasures, as a body cultivator, his methods were indeed a bit too single-minded. Facing the opponents in the previous few rounds, Lu Xiaotian could still use brute force to subdue ten techniques, defeating them with a head-on collision.
Yet facing Hua