(There might be an extra update tonight, but only might...)
"Manifestation..." Tang Changsheng sighed softly. Only those in the Manifestation Realm could send their Hun out of their bodies and reveal it to the world, allowing them to wield Dao Arts and divine abilities.
This was the true dividing line in cultivation: a realm where one could cast spells without relying on anything external.
The people on the city walls, however, saw no sign of it at all, much less the revealed Hun.
After all, this spirit was an Illusory Spirit, not a true Yang Spirit. It did not even count as a Yin Spirit... If it had to be classified, it was still merely a Hun.
The other Rogue Cultivators who had reached the Manifestation Realm exchanged glances, unable to intervene. They were not Sword Immortals who controlled swords with their spirits, nor were they disciples of Whitehead Island...
Ordinary Yin Spirits dared not emerge in daylight, fearing the sun and the like. That went even more for the Illusory Spirits of the Manifestation Stage... In fact, “Manifestation Stage” was what Tang Changsheng's original world called it. In the Eastern Glory World, it was known as the Illusory Spirit Realm!
Illusory Spirits feared sunlight too. How could they dare act beneath the blazing sun?
That Whitehead Island disciple clearly had some Treasured Artifact protecting his Illusory Spirit. Only then did he dare make a move now...
The two currents of wind joined, pushing the black miasma toward the Tribal Stockade Barbarians.
But having unleashed Jiu Po Poison, how could the Tribal Stockade Barbarians be so easily dealt with?
The Wizard danced faster and faster, then shouted twice. A bull was brought forward and slaughtered on the spot, its blood splashing over the totem pole.
In an instant, Divine Power