Challenge

As the countdown began, Feng Xue organized his equipment. According to Cain, the owner of the house he was challenging seemed to be a god from an ancient pantheon, not very well-known, and had only been mysteriously resurrected in the last twenty years. He was a spellcaster, and his Main Body was relatively fragile.

After learning the names of the powerful figures on the 61st floor, Feng Xue gained some understanding of the Weird Tale of the higher levels. Apart from a few truly newly created Weird Tale, and even a very few otherworldly supernatural Weird Tale, the supernatural Weird Tale the higher levels seemed to be ancient deities who had either revived or were still alive in the modern era. According to Cain, there were also some other categories, but those relatively young Weird Tale usually developed new powers quickly and soon moved to even higher positions.

Only these elderly people, who are born with Innate Supernatural Tale, cannot adapt quickly even after acquiring new powers, or rather, it is easy to cause conflicts with their original Supernatural Tale Entry. Therefore, they can only adapt and integrate slowly.

Especially Cain, who was originally a supernatural Weird Tale like the progenitor of mankind, a standard human being with an aura of thorns and the element of "great sin," the kind of person Nero would have to call an ancestor to. But inexplicably, he also gained the element of the progenitor of vampires in modern times, with thirteen clans and vampire artifacts and such. This old Arab Old Fossils was completely unable to handle those things. Just to completely integrate the two concepts would take decades.

It's not that Innate Supernatural Tale really that dull, but rather that attributes that suddenly become popular, compared to fundamental attributes, have a high degree of uncertainty. If you swallow them whole, and they immediately become outdated in modern times, you might not be able to reap the benefits and would have to use your own original Weird Tale to nurture this outdated supernatural Weird Tale.

Only after several decades, when it is confirmed that this understanding has become deeply ingrained, will one dare to truly absorb it.

Through these exchanges, Feng Xue also realized the difference between these supernatural Weird Tale and the non-transformation Weird Tale of the Infinite City.

Because of its fleeting nature, it possesses a spirit of seizing every moment. Regardless of whether it is past its prime, it embraces the present before it has the right to talk about the future.

These mythological Weird Tale have an extremely stable foundation, emphasizing stability. Because the foundation is solid enough, they don't worry about survival. In contrast, they care more about stability, and rashly absorbing new concepts can easily weaken their foundation.

Of course, those that were already close to extinction, or whose fundamental beliefs had completely collapsed, would probably be no different from unchanging Weird Tale if they were to be resurrected, since their foundations were no longer enough to sustain them.

As her thoughts slowly shifted and the countdown came to an end, Feng Xue immediately realized that the vast expanse of yellow sand before her must be the deity worshipped by desert peoples of Africa or West Asia.

But as the sandstorm subsided, what appeared in his field of vision was a brown-haired youth with distinctive Asian yellow skin. He was slender and appeared to have little muscle. He held a Bird-headed Scepter in his hand and exuded an aura of majesty. The storm and sand swirled around his body, giving him the presence of a desert king.

"So, this change in art style is a result of accepting the existing setting? After all, Cain currently has an Arab appearance and purple eyes, which is significantly different from the pale-faced, blood-red-eyed, and eerily beautiful vampire setting. And this guy in front of us, if you don't look at his equipment, you might even think he's a male escort from some host club in the East... Well, at least he's not wearing a 'haircut'."

With this thought in mind, Feng Xue immediately rang the Bell of Absolution. Although theoretically, what stood before her was merely a projection of the former homeowner from the Tower of Babel, and should be "innocent" like the guards, what if...?

Unfortunately, there was no "what if," and the other party was truly without sin. Of course, this could also be related to "God," since God only has good and evil, but no sin, because everything God does is right.

Without much thought, Feng Xue stepped onto the Ascending Profound Settled View Steps and instantly covered a distance of tens of meters. Since it was a spellcasting unit, closing the distance first was definitely the right thing to do. Even if the opponent was like Gandalf, it was still better than fighting with her own weaknesses.

With the plan set, Feng Xue's body began to move. As the ultimate masterpiece of the art of biscuit making, the Ascending Profound Settled View Steps would constantly be subject to the exaggerated ideas of people in the Lovecraftian Wuxia world regarding the Profound Lord.

They believed that the more powerful a technique was, the more powerful it was, and that learning it would allow for innovation, which in turn would further enhance the footwork.

Although it has only been a year, this footwork based on the "Heavenly Sphere Star Shifting Technique" has completely surpassed the original text. His figure passed through the barrier formed by the sandstorm almost Teleportation and arrived in front of the deity with a "Japanese Manga style" face.

There was no intention to throw a punch; instead, he directly reached out to Abe no Hirakiri Ya. Regardless of his status or whether he could pass the judgment, he at least wanted to give it a try.

He merely flicked his finger down, but failed to press the trigger; without a doubt, the projection itself did not possess a status superior to Feng Xue's.

In that instant of pause, the young man swung his Bird-headed Scepter down, and a Stone Slab suddenly rose from the yellow sand beneath his feet, crashing straight into Feng Xue.

Feng Xue turned First Turn and circled behind the young man. Abe Kijiro casually tossed him aside and unleashed a powerful Basic Fist Technique.

Although it wasn't charged up, this punch was still Ultimate Move from the Madman style. The fist, enhanced by both willpower and Internal Force, forcefully tore through the barrier built by the wind and sand. But then, a white light blinded his eyes, followed by a majestic roar.

"Aww~~"

There was no foul stench of wild beasts, but the sensation of the air being swirled still alerted Feng Xue to the approaching enemy. She lowered her waist, straightened her stance, and swung her shoulders, her golden cloak shielding her from the wind. Immediately, a tremendous force slammed into her, fifty times stronger than an arrow fired from a 300-stone ballista!

Feng Xue's lower body was incredibly stable; such an impact shouldn't have been enough to force him to retreat. However, Feng Xue knew very well that taking this attack wouldn't give him any advantage; on the contrary, it would make it easier for the enemy to follow up with an attack. With a thought, he pushed off with his toes, and even though he was stepping on soft gravel, he managed to jump backward. With a flick of his yellow robe, he retreated ten meters away with the impact. Only then did his eyes, which had been blinded by the flash, return to normal, and in front of him was a white dragon with a metallic sheen!