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The moment Yuan Tian unleashed his move, before much time had passed, a sudden shriek of "Ah!" rang out. Yuan Tian felt as though his ears were about to be deafened by it, as if Po Hun's piercing voice had filled the entire space. How had Yuan Tian failed to notice before that Po Hun's voice was so sharp?
But what exactly was going on?
It turned out that when Yuan Tian used the sixth step of the Heaven-Treading Nine Steps—Sixth Step: Heaven-Shifting—it could not truly shift away the heavens, but it possessed one function: shifting away the power attacking him. Wasn't that a wonderful function? It was like the Heavenly Shift and Star Transposition divine art of the Gusu Murong Clan in Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils. However, Yuan Tian could not fully control where the attacking force was shifted, though slightly controlling its direction was not a problem. Thus, Yuan Tian redirected the force Po Hun had sent at him toward Po Hun himself. It seemed Po Hun was rather unlucky—he had actually been struck by his own power. And so Po Hun met his tragedy.
Po Hun tragically discovered that the force he had used to attack Yuan Tian was actually coming back at him. He dearly wanted to ask the "heavens," what the hell was going on? Could one play like this? Were they still going to follow the rules of the game or not? Unfortunately, Po Hun had no time to ask any questions. He only had time to let out one cry of "Ah!" because the attack had already arrived.
Although Yuan Tian felt that Po Hun's voice was somewhat insulting to the environment and polluting it, seeing his current sorry state still made him extremely happy, so he did not fuss over it. Was there anything happier than seeing one's opponent make a fool of himself? At least, Yuan Tian had not found anything so far. He only felt incredibly delighted. The sky seemed so clear, so blue. So tormenting an opponent could make one this happy? Should he torment opponents more often in the future?
"Yuan Tian, you brought this upon yourself, so don't blame me. This time, I absolutely will not spare you. Let me show you my true ultimate art."
After quite a while, a voice finally reached Yuan Tian's ears. It seemed to be Po Hun's. Judging by his posture, he appeared unwilling to let Yuan Tian off. In truth, when had he ever intended to spare Yuan Tian? From what he said this time, he was probably about to unleash some new ultimate move.
"Oh, Po Hun, you still have an ultimate art you haven't used? Fine. Since this young master is in a good mood, hurry up and perform it for me. Let this lord see what's so impressive about it." Yuan Tian truly seemed to be in a fine mood. Even his tone had changed—he had started calling himself a lord. It was just unknown whether he was celebrating too early. He should not capsize in a gutter like Po Hun had. Oh, saying it that way seemed to make Yuan Tian the gutter.
"Ah! Insolent brat, watch this—Gods-and-Devils Avatar!"
Po Hun had clearly been enraged by Yuan Tian's attitude. If he did not teach him a proper lesson, Yuan Tian would not know why the heavens were so high.
If Yuan Tian had known what Po Hun was thinking at that moment, he would certainly have answered with complete certainty: Of course I know why the heavens are so high. I experienced it myself. After the great god Pangu split open the heavens and earth, he held them apart with his own body. Do you have any thoughts about that? Could it be that you want to hold up the sky too? You seem a little too short. Even if you are already a hundred thousand zhang tall, that still would not do. Still far too short.
Unfortunately, Yuan Tian did not know Po Hun's thoughts. Otherwise, he would have been incredible. After all, at their level of cultivation, if one could still know what a master of the same rank was thinking, who else could be called formidable if not him?
"Er, Gods-and-Devils Avatar? What kind of thing is that?" Yuan Tian truly did not know what Gods-and-Devils Avatar was.
He had never heard of it. Perhaps it was some unique technique of Po Hun's. He would know once he watched. "Er, what is going on?" What had Yuan Tian seen that shocked him so greatly?
Yuan Tian discovered that Po Hun became two from one, then four from two. This was not what concerned Yuan Tian most. After all, most clone techniques could accomplish this. Not to mention four—even forty or four hundred would not be a problem. The future Sun Wukong could even transform into tens of millions of monkeys. How could such a minor divine ability possibly astonish Yuan Tian? It had no value in being surprised over at all.
What astonished Yuan Tian was the strength of Po Hun's clones—or rather, avatars would be a more accurate term. The strength of those avatars shocked Yuan Tian. Their cultivation had actually reached the Daluo Golden Immortal realm. That was right, Daluo Golden Immortals. How was this possible? This was not scientific at all! He had never heard of a clone technique being able to create clones stronger than the user himself. If such a divine ability truly existed, would the world not be thrown into chaos? Whether it was the current Great Dao or the future Heavenly Dao, neither would ever permit such a spell or divine ability to exist. It would destroy the balance of survival too thoroughly. With such a divine ability, how were they supposed to play?
"Unbelievable, utterly unbelievable. Such a spell and divine ability still exists in the Primordial Wilderness. I must obtain the cultivation method for it. Then, who in the Primordial Wilderness could be my opponent? I could absolutely dominate the Primordial Wilderness, rule beneath heaven, and attain the Dao to become a Saint as easily as turning my hand." Those words were not spoken by Yuan Tian, but by the black-robed man hiding off to the side. It seemed this fellow was someone with an enormous, enormous ambition. Attaining the Dao and becoming a Saint was nothing much—after all, who in the Primordial Wilderness did not wish to attain the Dao and become a Saint? If you said you did not, you would absolutely be lying. Attaining the Dao and becoming a Saint was the foremost goal of cultivation for all living beings in the Primordial Wilderness. How could they lack such thoughts? That was not ambition; it was a goal, or perhaps an ideal. But wanting to dominate the Primordial Wilderness—that was, from beginning to end, ambition. If even dominating the Primordial Wilderness was not ambition, then what was?
Of course, the topic had drifted a little far. They were not here to discuss whether something was ambition or not. As for the black-robed man, he could go do whatever he was supposed to do; it was not yet time for him to take the stage. Let them continue watching the duel between Yuan Tian and Po Hun.
Although Yuan Tian found it inconceivable, he had no spare time to marvel now. He had to face the greatest crisis before him.
Let them first analyze the situation on both sides. On Yuan Tian's side, there was only Yuan Tian himself. Because he and Po Hun had previously engaged in an intense battle, both had suffered heavy depletion. Thus, although Yuan Tian had not sustained severe injuries, his mana had been greatly exhausted. At this moment, he possessed less than half his mana from his peak state. The situation was exceedingly unfavorable for Yuan Tian.
Now let them look at the other protagonist of the battle—Po Hun. On Po Hun's side, there were four people in total, including Po Hun. Three possessed the combat power of Daluo Golden Immortals. As for the last one, Po Hun himself, he had also suffered tremendous depletion just like Yuan Tian. In addition, Yuan Tian had tricked him at the end, so Po Hun was in an even more tragic state than Yuan Tian. At present, he only had around twenty percent of his peak mana remaining.
Taking both sides into account, in a one-on-one fight, Yuan Tian could definitely win. This was why Yuan Tian had been so happy before. Unfortunately, good times did not last, and the one who laughed last was the victor. Clearly, Yuan Tian had not yet laughed until the final moment. Now Po Hun's side had gained three Daluo Golden Immortal helpers, and the situation changed sharply. Po Hun had reversed his disadvantage in one stroke, making things extremely unfavorable for Yuan Tian. Yuan Tian, if you have no good plan, then I suggest you wash yourself clean and wait for death. There was no point struggling in such circumstances. With your current physical condition, did you think you could defeat three Daluo Golden Immortals at their peak? Or to put it another way, what did you think your chances of victory were?
Yuan Tian remained silent at this. Before everything ended, no one knew the result. As the old saying went, anything was possible. Yuan Tian would not sit still and wait for death.
Yuan Tian also declared that he would definitely take in many underlings in the future, absolutely would. In fact, Yuan Tian truly did so. Later, he had a great many underlings. Whether it was because of Po Hun's influence this time was unknown, but strength in numbers was certainly real.
Back to the main topic. Let them continue watching the battle between Yuan Tian and Po Hun.
"Set up the Four Symbols Heaven-Slaying Formation!" Po Hun had already grown impatient. Several hundred years had passed; it was time to determine victory and defeat. The moment to do so had arrived.
Bastard, shameless! Yuan Tian truly wanted to curse aloud. Could you be any more shameless? Four against one, with three of them even stronger than me, and you are actually using a formation too? You really intend to wipe me out completely.
Although Yuan Tian did not know the power of this "Four Symbols Heaven-Slaying Formation," merely hearing its name told him it was extraordinary. Otherwise, would it dare call itself Heaven-Slaying?
At the mention of formations, Yuan Tian's eyes suddenly lit up. He could be considered an expert in formations. During this period, he had focused only on training his close-combat abilities and had actually forgotten the formations he excelled at. Did this count as picking up sesame seeds while losing a watermelon? Damn it. But now, he did not need to die. How wonderful. He would use a formation to break a formation. He would destroy it and see whose formation was stronger. When it came to competing in formations, Yuan Tian had truly never feared anyone.
As for what formation Yuan Tian intended to set up, did that even need to be asked?
Yuan Tian currently had three strongest formations. Of those, the formation diagrams for the Nine Heavens Annihilation Formation and the Chaos Wutu Formation were not on him. Instead, he had left them on Penglai Island as treasures to suppress the formation. The only one he still had with him was the Chaos Star Chart. Yuan Tian felt immensely fortunate. Luckily, he had not placed all three formation diagrams on Penglai Island back then. Otherwise, he would truly be in danger now.
Although Yuan Tian knew many formations of considerable power, setting those formations up required time. Clearly, Po Hun would not give Yuan Tian time to prepare a great formation to compete against him. This was not a martial arts match; where would he find time to let him prepare? If he gave Yuan Tian time to prepare, would he not be putting himself in danger? Po Hun was not that foolish. Foolish people did not live long in the Primordial Wilderness, or they had long since died. Po Hun was still alive, proving that he was not so foolish.
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