The rising gale tossed his hair into disarray.
Qiangu Dieting's gaze sharpened.
The gravity on his face deepened.
Leng Hanyuan was even more terrifyingly powerful than he had expected.
His previous strike had indeed not been his full strength.
But he had not held back either.
Yet Leng Hanyuan had blocked it with such effortless calm.
When experts exchanged blows, a single move could reveal many things.
Qiangu Dieting felt that although they were both quasi-gods, Leng Hanyuan's strength was likely greater than his own.
However.
Bearing the honor of the Qiangu Family, Qiangu Dieting clearly could not back down now.
He gave a cold shout.
Layers of metal armor emerged around his body.
The aura within him rose to another level along with the appearance of the armor.
Four-Word Battle Armor!
As the former master of the Spirit Pagoda and the previous head of the Qiangu Family, Qiangu Dieting was naturally a genuine Four-Word Battle Armor Master!
With the enhancement of Four-Word Battle Armor, Qiangu Dieting had reached his strongest and most complete form!
Leng Yaozhu had not even had time to rejoice after seeing her ancestor effortlessly block Qiangu Dieting's Coiling Dragon Staff when she saw Qiangu Dieting summon his Four-Word Battle Armor, and her heart sank.
Damn it!
How had she forgotten about that?
Her ancestor was someone from ten thousand years ago and did not possess battle armor of his own!
As a Four-Word Battle Armor Master herself, Leng Yaozhu knew all too well how terrifying the enhancement provided by a set of Four-Word Battle Armor was to a Soul Master.
Qiangu Dieting and her ancestor were both quasi-gods.
Even if her ancestor was stronger than that old man from the Qiangu Family, the old man had the enhancement of an entire set of Four-Word Battle Armor.
In that case, her ancestor's situation might not be favorable...
"Interesting."
Sensing the change in Qiangu Dieting's strength, Leng Hanyuan's eyes lit up, and he became somewhat intrigued.
Although they were both quasi-gods.
The gap between Qiangu Dieting's strength and his own was simply too vast for Leng Hanyuan to take much interest.
But with the enhancement of Four-Word Battle Armor, Qiangu Dieting could finally pique his interest a little.
"So this is modern humanity's soul-guided technology?"
"After ten thousand years, humanity's soul-guided technology has actually developed to such a degree?"
The Two Emperors of Ice and Snow, within his spiritual sea, felt the change in Qiangu Dieting's strength after the Four-Word Battle Armor merged with him and could not help crying out in astonishment.
In his Four-Word Battle Armor state, Qiangu Dieting's strength had surpassed even the Snow Empress at her former peak.
Seeing that Leng Hanyuan had not summoned any battle armor.
Qiangu Dieting was delighted.
This fellow truly might be some old monster from ten thousand years ago.
Otherwise, there was no reason for him not to even possess battle armor.
With the disparity brought by Four-Word Battle Armor, Qiangu Dieting's confidence gradually rose.
"Coiling Dragon Breaks the Abyss!"
Qiangu Dieting shouted coldly, thrusting out the Coiling Dragon Staff in his hand once more.
The staff transformed into a coiling dragon, tearing through space as it charged toward Leng Hanyuan.
Qiangu Dieting had no intention of killing Leng Hanyuan.
After all, they were both part of the Spirit Pagoda.
The Spirit Pagoda gaining another quasi-god would also benefit them in dealing with Shrek Academy and the Tang Sect.
But he intended to thoroughly suppress Leng Hanyuan, to make him understand that the Spirit Pagoda was still ruled by the Qiangu Family.
At the same time, he would use Leng Hanyuan, this mysterious quasi-god, to further establish the Qiangu Family's prestige within the Spirit Pagoda.
Catching the faintly confident curve at the corner of Qiangu Dieting's lips, Leng Hanyuan's pure white eyes flashed with cold light.
"You think Four-Word Battle Armor means you have me beaten?"
He chuckled softly.
The temperature between heaven and earth suddenly plummeted.
Deep Blue Frost silently spread beneath Leng Hanyuan's feet.
Wherever it passed, grass and trees crystallized, while the ground cracked apart.
A vortex of cold air slowly opened behind him.
Hundreds of millions of ice crystals glittered within it.
The surrounding light began to bend, and within thirty feet, all things faded into a deep blue.
A cry rang out.
The head of an Ice Phoenix emerged from the vortex.
Its beak, formed from ten-thousand-year mystic ice, bore faintly visible pale golden ancient patterns.
Then came those eyes, burning with cold flames and devoid of the slightest warmth.
It spread its wings.
Its wingspan blotted out the sky.
Every feather was a flawless ice shard.
Fine frost crystals drifted from its tail feathers, slowly rotating through the air and refracting dazzling rainbow light.
The layer of frost thickened and swelled at a visible rate, transforming into a miniature glacier.
Leng Hanyuan stood at the center of the sacred domain, his arms slightly spread.
The Ice Phoenix folded its massive wings and crashed straight into his body.
Deep blue wings of light burst from his shoulder blades, scattering frost dust across the sky.
The extreme cold made even the high-ranking members of the Chuantian Pagoda, all possessing remarkable cultivation, tremble slightly.
They instinctively mobilized their Soul Power, trying to ward off the chill.
Leng Hanyuan sat there like a sovereign of ice and snow.
Frost chilled ten thousand miles; I alone reigned supreme.
"Break!"
His eyes snapped open.
The Mystic Phoenix, carrying ice shards that filled the sky, charged toward the Coiling Dragon Staff that Qiangu Dieting had transformed into a coiling dragon.
Its momentum was immense, like a divine beast descending upon the world!
This was the true majesty of a Phoenix!
Leng Yaozhu watched the scene, her beautiful eyes filled with brilliance.
Though she too had reached the Limit Douluo realm, only from this ancestor, Leng Hanyuan, did she truly feel the Phoenix's might.
Her pursuit of the realm ahead became several degrees clearer.
"Stop standing there! Move! Do you want to watch the Spirit Pagoda headquarters get destroyed?"
The female Limit Douluo expert from before called out.
Looking at Leng Yaozhu's enraptured expression, as well as Qiangu Dieting and Leng Hanyuan who were in the midst of battle, she only felt exhausted.
This was not some other place, nor was it a soul fighting arena.
This was the Spirit Pagoda headquarters!
It would have been one thing if the two had merely exchanged a few covert blows.
But now, they had actually started fighting.
The destructive force created when two quasi-gods battled could easily destroy all surrounding buildings, even from the aftershocks alone.
Only after hearing her call did Leng Yaozhu and the others come back to their senses.
They released their Soul Power one after another, creating a protective barrier around the area.
Though none of them possessed quasi-god cultivation.
They were still existences at the Limit Douluo level.
They could still keep the battle's aftershocks contained within a certain range.
The Mystic Phoenix shattered the coiling dragon, then its shoulder and beak slammed violently into Qiangu Dieting's chest.
Relying on the defense of his Four-Word Battle Armor, he did not suffer serious injuries.
But he still let out a muffled groan, his face turning considerably paler.
"Well?"
"Still want to continue?"
Leng Hanyuan remained seated where he was and lightly snapped his fingers.
The surrounding frost receded as though ice and snow were melting beneath the spring sun.
Qiangu Dieting's face alternated between green and white.
He had never imagined that even with the enhancement of Four-Word Battle Armor, Leng Hanyuan would still be somewhat stronger than him.
Even Sky-Propping Douluo Yun Ming could not have achieved such a thing, could he?
Just how far had this fellow traveled down the path of quasi-gods?
After a long while, Qiangu Dieting finally sighed as if resigning himself to fate.
The Coiling Dragon Staff in his hand turned into a streak of light and returned to his body.
He dropped back into his seat and raised an arm.
"This old man agrees to Heavenly Phoenix Douluo's proposal."
The many high-ranking members of the Spirit Pagoda exchanged glances, knowing that the former Pagoda Master had yielded.
An impassive majesty cloaked the calmly seated Leng Hanyuan, making others fear him at a glance.
Without relying on battle armor, he had forcibly suppressed a quasi-god former Pagoda Master enhanced by Four-Word Battle Armor.
The Spirit Pagoda...
Was afraid it was about to undergo a change of heaven and earth!
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