Yu Huatian had practiced the martial art Myriad Dao Senluo himself, so naturally, he recognized it.
But he had no idea what martial arts Xiao Aoshi had fused into his Myriad Dao Senluo. It contained the scorching Dao of fire, eerie currents of ghostly cold, and the heavy aura of the earth, accompanied by the ceaseless howl of fierce winds.
What martial art was this?
Yu Huatian frowned slightly.
"Myriad Dao Senluo?"
Xiao Aoshi scoffed. "You guessed right. But the Myriad Dao Senluo that old bastard passed down to me was incomplete. This is another supreme art I created using Myriad Dao Senluo as its foundation: Four Evils!"
"Over all these years, few have experienced the power of my myriad Daos turned evil. Consider it your honor to experience it today!"
Four Evils?
Yu Huatian narrowed his eyes. He did indeed sense a trace of danger.
However, even if Xiao Aoshi had broken through to the Union with the Dao Realm, he still could not unleash that realm's power in the Divine Land. Otherwise, like Ying Yuan, he would be forcibly expelled by this world and drawn into the Immortal Realm.
In other words, the greatest power he could unleash was the pinnacle of the Heavenly Realm.
Since they were both Heavenly Beings, what did he have to fear?
Yu Huatian snorted coldly. With a thought, a sword instantly appeared in his hand.
Its blade was purple, engraved with many strange characters. The moment it appeared in the air, an evil aura spread outward.
The aura traveled along the blade straight into Yu Huatian's Sea of Consciousness. His body shuddered as a vast fighting spirit suddenly rose in his mind, bringing an urge to crave blood and slaughter, to unleash that fighting spirit.
At that moment, even Xiao Aoshi frowned.