The golden serrated blade in the black Mecha's hand had long since been tossed somewhere unknown. Its hands trembled slightly, but a pale red veil of light now covered its body, inscription patterns flickering across the surface. It was the Second-Tier Spell, Flame Veil.
Feeling the yin energy surging incessantly out of the banner in his Divine Sense Sea, Wang Yu could not help itching to try his hand!
He could clearly sense that, with his mental power amplified by the Mecha, the Flame Veil he cast seemed to have regained some of the might it had possessed in the Cultivation World.
He had also tested this long ago: the yin energy he expended in Star River seemed to behave just as it did in Taiyuan's login interface space. Once he exited the game, it would all be restored.
Since that was the case, he could apparently use the formidable Pheasant Beast leader before him to thoroughly test how much of his Cultivation World spells' true power he could unleash while piloting a Mecha-or whether using star thought power directly in that state would prove more powerful.
As for the golden Pheasant Beast above suddenly locking onto him and attacking, it had been somewhat unexpected, but on reflection, it was hardly surprising.
Even if his physical body was weak, his mental power was that of a Four-Star Thought Power Adept. Though he had concealed most of it in the game, to a Nebula Beast whose own mental power had reached the three-star level, he was probably still the greatest enemy on this battlefield.
It was only natural, then, that the beast would appear ahead of time and even single him out as its formidable target.
At this thought, a certain spell immediately came to Wang Yu's mind. Inside the Mecha's