Above the bamboo forest, the blue sea roared, and a fierce wind blew, causing the robes on the two people to flutter loudly.
Zhao Shiyong roughly sensed Chen Shuangbai's undisguised emotional fluctuations and couldn't help but feel a renewed sense of joy at the profound mystery of the " Moonlight Spirit-Nourishing Instruction ".
But precisely because of this, Chen Shuangbai couldn't help but ponder something—
" The Moonlight Spirit-Nourishing Instruction is so powerful that it allows me to sense others' general thoughts about me. This person should be at the Ninth Layer of Qi Refining. What if it were someone at the Foundation Establishment...?"
But Chen Shuangbai dared not think any further.
Once a cultivator Foundation Establishment, they undergo a complete transformation and are called a "Superior Cultivator."
The techniques of the upper cultivation are Divine Ability and mysterious, far beyond the comprehension of Chen Shuangbai, a mere Qi Refining Qi Refining.
For example, when Chen Shuangbai stood in front of Wei Chengfeng, her mind and senses were completely blank. If she had any thoughts, she would probably attract the other party's attention.
Seeing that Chen Shuangbai had not replied for a long time, Zhao Shiyong mistakenly thought that he was afraid and dared not spar with him. His face darkened, and he was about to say something radical to provoke Chen Shuangbai when he heard Chen Shuangbai suddenly speak.
"Good."
Zhao Shiyong was taken aback at first, then the smile that had been playing on his lips gradually spread across his entire face, and he shouted loudly:
"Excellent! As expected of Jade Spring's outstanding disciple! You have guts!"
Seeing his clumsy attempt to provoke her, and recalling the hint of arrogance she had just seen in this man, Chen Shuangbai's vigilance tightened slightly.
" The Moonlight Spirit-Nourishing Instruction is truly profound."
Chen Shuangbai glanced down at the bamboo grove and said gently, "This place is too cramped; let's go to the river."
That's all.
Without waiting for Zhao Shiyong's consent, Chen Shuangbai had already ridden the Flowing Cloud Flying Pouch, drifting towards the open river surface of Wind Howling Ford not far away.
Zhao Shiyong glanced at it, his eyes showing no fear whatsoever.
The Jade Spring Sect is famous for its water magic, while the Profound Firmament Sect is quite accomplished in fire magic and even has a stable lineage of Thunder Method. They assumed that Chen Shuangbai was only trying to take advantage of the terrain, but they were not afraid.
This shows that this person has a level of self-confidence in his spiritual practice that far surpasses that of others.
Not long after.
The two of them, one in front of the other, arrived at the open river surface.
Furthermore, in order to avoid excessive disruption to the merchant ships coming and going at the ferry crossing, Chen Shuangbai had already sent a telepathic message to Zhuang Wen and Bi Sheng, instructing them to temporarily close the ferry crossing and protect the fleets traveling at the ferry crossing and on the river.
The river is wide and the mighty river flows swiftly, with fish splashing around from time to time, showing how vibrant life is in this place.
Zhao Shiyong stood before him, his eyes gradually filling with fire, and the fiery aura that made people thirsty rose again, even the flowing river below seemed to have a hint of heat.
He stared at Chen Shuangbai and said, "Fellow Daoist, please know that the fire techniques of my Profound Firmament Sect emphasize swiftness and ferocity, once unleashed, they are not easily stopped. A little accidental injury... please don't mind."
Chen Shuangbai found his determined look amusing, but forced a serious expression and said, "I feel the same way. I hope... you won't be crying then, fellow Daoist."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Shiyong's eyes suddenly narrowed, and he uttered "How dare you!" He raised his hand and sent a bright flame flying towards Chen Shuangbai with great speed and force.
Chen Shuangbai remained unhurried, making a hand Method Formula with her right hand, Cold Spring Guidance. The surrounding water vapor roared in, transforming into the shape of a long snake, which opened its mouth and swallowed it.
With a whimper, the crystalline belly of the long snake, formed from condensed water vapor, suddenly swelled, but quickly subsided, reappearing lifelike as it coiled around Chen Shuangbai's side, its long fangs and sharp teeth glaring fiercely at Zhao Shiyong opposite it.
Zhao Shiyong was not surprised.
The Jade Spring Sect is renowned for its mastery of water magic in several surrounding countries; it is the kind of sect that has earned its reputation through sheer strength.
He certainly didn't expect that a single blow would knock Chen Shuangbai into the river.
Fellow Daoist!
Zhao Shiyong's Law Power surged forth, staining the fire and cloud patterns on his robes crimson, and even his thick eyebrows turned crimson, clearly indicating that he was about to get serious.
"Next... we're going to get serious."
After speaking, he thrust out a palm, and flames flickered in his palm, transforming into a giant fiery palm the size of a mountain. It roared in like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing down. Wherever it passed, the river water was steamed up by the terrifying heat carried by the giant fiery palm, producing large amounts of white steam.
Most importantly, with this palm strike, the surrounding space seemed to be locked shut, making Chen Shuangbai feel as if he were a mosquito trapped in amber, unable to move even a hair, and could only stand obediently, waiting for the giant fiery palm to kill him.
Chen Shuangbai saw it clearly and was certain that if this palm strike were to land, an ordinary Seventh Layer of Qi Refining would likely perish on the spot if they had no way to dodge.
Even so, there was no sign of urgency on his face. Instead, he chuckled softly and then, under Zhao Shiyong's gaze, suddenly placed his right hand on the dark blue Law Sword at his waist.
"Fellow Daoist, greetings."
He finished speaking.
Draw your sword!
On the open river surface, a cold, eerie blue light suddenly appeared, which then stirred up the surrounding water vapor, causing it to rise rapidly like a sail. It roared in and poured down, slashing directly at the giant fiery hand that seemed to have the power to scorch the heavens and boil the seas.
A white light suddenly flashed across the river, and then everything appeared as a vast expanse of white.
The vast river water steamed up, turning into a large amount of hot white smoke that spread in all directions. After a long time, the view was restored to some extent.
Zhao Shiyong lowered his head slightly, looking at the right half of the robe that represented the inner disciple of the Profound Firmament Sect, where a corner had been cleanly cut off, and his expression turned somewhat unpleasant.
In contrast, Chen Shuangbai remained as graceful and elegant as ever, tall and jade-like. She held a shimmering Law Sword in her right hand, the tip of which pointed towards the river. She stood on the river, her eyes calmly watching him with a faint light.
"Should we continue?"
The handsome young man asked this question.
Zhao Shiyong suddenly closed his eyes, then exhaled a heavy breath. The slight contempt in his heart completely dissipated, replaced by solemnity.
That was the solemnity shown when facing an evenly matched opponent.
"I've long heard of the profound mysteries of the Jade Spring Sect's water techniques, but I never expected you to possess such superb Swordsmanship... Perhaps this is Sword Qi?"
Chen Shuangbai nodded slightly, her expression unchanged.
The fire in Zhao Shiyong's eyes suddenly intensified for a moment, and a layer of bright red flames suddenly ignited on his hands. The flames slowly rose, but did not reach his elbows, as if he were wearing a glove woven from flames.
A glint of light flashed in Chen Shuangbai. Her [ Spirit-Appraising Pupil ] was activated silently, and sure enough, she could see strands of silk intertwined on it, indicating that it was a high-quality Higher Vehicle Law Artifact.
We haven't fought yet, so we don't know their ranks.
It was still early, and the wind on the river was strong, but it could not extinguish the flames of war that had been ignited in Zhao Shiyong's heart.