Ye Tian had not actually wanted to engage Wu Feng in a battle of spiritual energy consumption.
Their fight was a contest of trump cards and patience.
In such a clash, Ye Tian could not gain the slightest advantage. It would only expose his own information, which was extremely disadvantageous to him.
Wu Feng had been obstructed by several Sword Qi attacks and had failed to strike with his full strength.
An invisible shockwave erupted from where their spiritual energies collided, scattering in all directions.
The air trembled, and dirt and stones flew everywhere.
The ground at the point of impact looked as though an invisible blade had shaved off a layer, leaving it smooth and level.
After the exchange, Wu Feng remained motionless, while Ye Tian borrowed the force to leap backward, temporarily shaking off Wu Feng's pursuit.
This was why Ye Tian had been avoiding such head-on clashes.
Because he could not win. Wu Feng's foundation was truly profound.
Even though Ye Tian had encountered opportunities like the Golden Body Immortality Technique and the Pure Yang Divine Communication Fruit, he still could not compare, for now, to an old cultivator backed by a Lineage.
"Why could you withstand my full-strength attack? It wasn't a treasure, nor was it a secret technique... it was spiritual energy. It seemed you had purified your spiritual energy, by around fifteen percent."
After saying that, Wu Feng froze for a moment, then shook his head.
He felt that this guess was unreliable.
This was the purification of spiritual energy, not the strengthening of spiritual energy. It required a vast amount of precious resources.
To purify fifteen percent of all the spiritual energy in one's body, a mid Heaven Questioning Realm cultivator would have to consume at least dozens of ten-thousand-year divine medicines specifically