"Fire Separation · Blazing Sun Descends!"
Yang Tian pointed with two fingers, and a pillar of fire, like erupting lava, instantly engulfed Zhao Wuji.
"Immovable King Body!"
Zhao Wuji's expression grew more solemn. His entire body seemed to be coated in a layer of golden light. His spirit power vibrated, and he actually managed to forcefully disperse the pillar of fire!
Yang Tian leaped, putting distance between himself and Zhao Wuji: "Teacher Zhao, I haven't even used my full power yet."
"Good kid, in that case, I'll shamelessly go all out!" Zhao Wuji's surprise deepened upon hearing this. At the same time, he let out a roar, and his aura increased by another fifty percent.
"Teacher Zhao still held back?"
"A Spirit Saint is too terrifying."
"Yang Tian can actually fight Teacher Zhao to such an extent."
Zhu Zhuqing's cold eyes flickered with a strange light: "How did he do it?"
"Crunch, crunch~" Ning Rongrong gnashed her teeth. He's actually that powerful, what should she do? How can she get revenge?
Zhao Wuji released all his power. At the same time, he glanced at the incense stick, which was almost burned out, but paid it no mind. Instead, he attacked again: "Kid, take another palm from me! Vajra Palm!"
Yang Tian shifted his feet. Facing Zhao Wuji's full-power Vajra Palm, Yang Tian finally became serious.
"Illusory God Palm!" Yang Tian pushed out with one hand. His movement looked extremely slow, but countless palm shadows were simultaneously pushed out. This palm seemed to come from multiple angles, appearing both real and fake, solid and illusory!
Boom!
The Vajra Palm shattered. Yang Tian seemed to suffer a backlash, his body shook, and he took two steps back. In contrast, Zhao Wuji's robust body only trembled once and then showed no further reaction.
"As expected of a Spirit Saint." Yang Tian wasn't discouraged. The Illusory God Palm was not meant for direct confrontation. He used it to test the limits of the Illusory God Palm.
Zhao Wuji didn't continue his attack, but instead showed a frustrated expression: "Kid, are self-created Spirit Abilities like cabbages?"
Yang Tian pursed his lips: "No, cabbages are so cheap. It should at least be worth an abalone, and it has to be a perfectly fitted one."
Zhao Wuji's mouth twitched. He looked at Yang Tian with a hint of displeasure. He disliked show-offs the most. He would not admit that he was jealous.
Meanwhile, Dai Mubai's expression was a bit strange after hearing Yang Tian's words: Abalone? And perfectly fitted? A man of culture, indeed.
However, among those present, only Dai Mubai immediately understood the gist.
"You brat, let me show you the true power of a Spirit Saint." Zhao Wuji said angrily, then a purple halo lit up beneath his feet: "Third Spirit Ability, Gravity Enhancement!"
Yang Tian immediately felt his body sink, as if his entire body was filled with lead. Every movement became more strenuous than before. However, Zhao Wuji's Spirit Abilities had not stopped releasing.
"I know you're slippery, watch my pinpoint tracking!"
Zhao Wuji's fourth ring lit up, directly latching onto Yang Tian.
Yang Tian frowned slightly. Immediately, a ball of glazed fire rose, and beneath his feet, one yellow and two purple spirit rings flickered with a radiant glow.
"Second Spirit Ability, Soul Burning Fire!"
"Third Spirit Ability, Blood Burning Fire!"
With two thousand-year spirit rings lit up consecutively, Yang Tian's aura instantly surged by more than double.
Soul Burning Fire: Burns spirit power to gain a temporary boost. The more intensely the spirit power burns, the stronger the boost.
Blood Burning Fire: Burns vital energy to gain a temporary boost. The more intensely the vital energy burns, the stronger the boost.
These two spirit rings were obtained by Yang Tian after tremendous effort, finding Spirit Beasts in a remote volcanic cluster.
Compared to single fire-attribute offensive Spirit Abilities, amplification-type Spirit Abilities were undoubtedly more useful to Yang Tian.
With the Ancient Desolate Holy Body's unending spirit power and unfailing vital energy, these two amplification-type Spirit Abilities were simply too perfect for him.
Zhao Wuji saw Yang Tian's aura suddenly surge by a factor of two, his eyelids twitched wildly, and then he gritted his teeth: "Fifth Spirit Ability, Gravity Crush!"
Forces from all directions pressed on Yang Tian, making his bones creak. However, Yang Tian's spirit power suddenly surged at this moment.
Golden light exploded like ripples, breaking free from Zhao Wuji's Gravity Crush in that brief instant. Yang Tian, bathed in golden light, had golden tomoe patterns rotating in his eyes, and a mental wave surged into Zhao Wuji's mind.
"Sharingan · Tsukuyomi!"
Zhao Wuji's mind was instantly transported by Yang Tian into an illusory space. However, before Zhao Wuji could even examine the scene in this space, he was transferred back to reality. In just an instant, Zhao Wuji's forehead was covered in sweat, and the stinging pain in his mind prevented him from continuing his attack: "Such strong mental force."
All Spirit Abilities were interrupted. Yang Tian felt completely at ease. Looking at the extinguished incense stick, Yang Tian had no intention of making another move. He had a perfect understanding of his own strength. Although he still had killer moves unused, there was no need.
The Spirit Saint's Martial Soul True Body was an extremely difficult hurdle to cross. His strength should be enough to kill a Spirit King without much trouble.
Letting out a long breath, Yang Tian's aura quickly receded. Although the Eternal Mangekyo could use infinite Tsukuyomi without worrying about blindness, Tsukuyomi still consumed mental force. Especially when using Tsukuyomi on a Spirit Saint, even Yang Tian, who had cultivated the Chaos Divine Mill's thought process, found the consumption of Tsukuyomi a bit much.
Of course, if the target were Dai Mubai, wouldn't that be easy to play with? Just let him reincarnate...
Burning spirit power and vital energy did not cause Yang Tian to become exhausted. The power of the Holy Body was just that abnormal.
Looking at Yang Tian, who only had a slightly pale complexion, Zhao Wuji's headache grew worse. What kind of monster had he encountered? A thousand-year second ring was one thing, self-created Spirit Abilities were another, but why was his mental force so strong?
The incense had long burned out, and the outcome of the battle was self-evident. Perhaps Zhao Wuji still hadn't used his full power, but looking at Yang Tian's condition, he hadn't expended much either.
"Yay! I knew it, Tian Ge is the best!" Xiao Wu shouted thoughtlessly. Among those present, she was probably the only one who didn't overthink things.
Seeing everyone looking at him with expressions as if he were inhuman, Yang Tian snapped his fingers: "Don't be obsessed with me, I'm just a legend. Guys, turn left and leave. Girls, please come into my arms..."
"Pfft, pfft, pfft, who would go into your arms! You narcissist!" Ning Rongrong's tsundere personality could no longer be hidden. At this moment, her pretty face was flushed as she glared at Yang Tian.
Yang Tian rolled his eyes: "Little brother, you need to pay attention to your gender. I don't do gay!" At the same time, Yang Tian smiled at Zhu Zhuqing intentionally or unintentionally. Although his complexion was pale, with the previous battle as a prelude, this smile actually had a unique handsomeness.
Zhu Zhuqing's face flushed slightly, avoiding eye contact with Yang Tian. Beside her, Xiao Wu watched quietly, her gem-like eyes twinkling mischievously.
Zhao Wuji rubbed his temples, as if this would alleviate his headache: "Yang Tian won, but I still need to understand your strengths. So, Yang Tian, you'll be in charge of assessing Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing. Mubai will assess Tang San. As for Ning Rongrong, since you're a support system, we'll skip you."