Battle of Prodigies (Part 2)

At this moment, streak after streak of blood-patterned array lines spread across He Wending's body, with numerous spells fixed in place and incantations layered upon them.

Clearly, beyond the Array Realm within his body, the spellcasters of the Tianyi Demonic Sect had inscribed another Array Realm outside his body. In this way, Martial Dao could achieve results akin to cultivating both immortal and martial paths at once, even blessings like those of the Ascension Path—unleashing strength and speed far beyond the limits of an ordinary Martial Meridian, even breaking through the vulnerable points of a Divine Treasury Great Demon and striking straight for the heart!

This was perhaps another version of the "Array Path Body Refinement" Huo Qing had been pondering! Sure enough, cultivators across the heavens were never truly stupid. Someone would naturally try to develop such an obvious combination!

But it was still inferior to An Jing's fists!

Bang! Blood mist burst apart as He Wending was driven back by An Jing's renewed force. Vast swathes of dark crimson array patterns erupted along his arms, linked in circulating loops—sinister, yet carrying a faint trace of solemn majesty.

He was not sent flying. He Wending's body spun once, trailing afterimages as he darted at high speed, circling An Jing without pause.

Hundreds upon thousands of phantoms flickered. He Wending swung his Blood Chain and blood blades in rapid slashes and lashes, trying to breach An Jing's defenses and Gang Qi armor.

But while he had to run in circles to seek out an opening, An Jing merely needed to stand where he was and turn. With effortless ease, he used the simplest techniques of deflection, redirection, pushing, and shifting to dissolve every one of those swift attacks.

"Your martial skill is divine. Such technique far surpasses the skills my