Towards the Path of Heaven

Chapter 87

"Is he different from a normal late stage Spirit Transformation disciple?"

Zhu Long muttered to himself. When he looked towards Yan Chutian, who was facing Zhu Feng, there was a flash of light in his eyes. However, the glimmer of the wave finally disappeared. Then, as the aura around his body gradually grew stronger, an indifferent but unquestionable voice sounded.

"No matter how different he was from ordinary disciples, Zhu Feng was still at the peak of the Spirit Transformation Realm. He ... will lose without a doubt!"

"He …"

Dong Puti sneered and no longer said anything. Although he did not understand Yan Chutian, he knew that he was not simple from the short time they spent together.

If he underestimated it, perhaps Zhu Feng would really suffer the same fate as Zhao Hong.

However, there is no point in saying more. Everything will be proven by facts.

At the same time, Zhu Feng quickly suppressed the shock in his heart. No matter what, he was still at the peak of the Spirit Transformation Realm, which was two small realms higher than him. With such a huge gap between them, could Zhu Feng really turn the sky in his hands?

Without any explanation, at the next moment, Zhu Feng turned into a shadow and shot once again explosively.

Like a ghost, Zhu Feng suddenly appeared behind Yan Chutian. His palm was filled with spirit power that could crush mountains mercilessly destroying Yan Chutian.

However, Zhu Feng was extremely fast, so how could Yan Chutian be slower than him? When Zhu Feng's palm, which carried boundless spiritual energy, slammed down, Yan Chutian had escaped. Hence, Zhu Feng's palm could only touch the ground. A huge force spread out, causing the surrounding magma to scatter, creating a turbulent scene.

"Hmmm!"

After his attack failed, Zhu Feng let out a cold snort and charged forward once more. He could not believe that with his peak Spirit Transformation Realm cultivation, how long this late stage Spirit Transformation disciple lasted before him!

As a result, what followed was a good show about a cat catching a mouse. Zhu Feng was unceasingly chasing after Yan Chutian, but Yan Chutian was like a slippery fish, able to dodge his attacks at any moment.

What made him even more curious was that during this process, the other party showed no signs of lethargy. It was as if the spiritual energy within his dantian was endless, unwilling to lose to him.

However, this kind of impasse was not something Zhu Feng wanted to see. After all, he was a candidate at the peak of the Spirit Transformation Realm. If a disciple at the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm dared to jump around in front of him for so long, how could he build up prestige?

"Hmph, do you think you can withstand my attack like this? I don't want to pay attention to a final stage Spirit Transformation disciple like you, but you are asking for it!"

Zhu Feng shouted coldly. The next instant, spirit light surged from his hands. A large amount of spirit power continued to gather in his palm and even his entire arm. Even his arms were about to emit a dazzling light. However, compared to its light, the intense pressure under that light was even more frightening. As long as it was down, even a late stage Spirit Transformation cultivator would not be able to fight back and could only give up.

"The Golden Spear Subdues the Hands of Heaven!"

The explosion!

Under the pressure of the powerful spirit power, even Yan Chutian felt a huge pressure and staggered back a few steps.

Facing the pressure from the hands of the giant spirit, he was no longer evasive. After all, although dodging could make him handle it for a while, it would be troublesome if Lu Yang arrived.

Moreover, as one of the top ten geniuses in the Heaven Realm, he had mastered countless spirit spells. Why would he need to fear this kind of attack?

He gently sighed and in the next moment, his eyes suddenly lit up with spirit energy. As spirit energy surged, strands of pure spirit energy seemed to just appear. They quickly intertwined in front of him and turned into ancient stone tablets.

The explosion!

In the final moments when his right hand touched the stone tablet, a low murmur slowly echoed.

"The Tablets of Great Grace!"

The explosion!

In an instant, the countless inscriptions on the stone tablets lit up one by one. The light is as bright as the stars. Then the light gathered and shot up into the sky like a light pillar in the hands of a gigantic spirit energy!

"explosion!"

A loud explosion sounded once again. At this moment, even Dong Puti and Zhu Long, who had been fighting all this time, had stopped. They have a feeling that the winner will be decided soon.

As the rumbling and grand spirit energy gradually dissipated, the two of them were seen standing several meters away. Their clothes were in tatters, their auras were weak, there was even blood everywhere.

However, this seemingly even battle shocked Zhu Long and Dong Puti too much. Especially Zhu Long. He could not imagine that a late stage Spirit Transformation cultivator could fight Zhu Feng to the point where both sides were injured. What would happen if he reached the peak of Spirit Transformation?

Although he had heard that Yan Chutian had defeated Zhao Hong, who was at the peak of Spirit Transformation, it was not as surprising to Dong Puti as the scene before him. In fact, if he did not see it with his own eyes, which cultivator would believe that a late stage Spirit Transformation cultivator could fight a peak Spirit Transformation cultivator like this?

"Cough …"

At the same time, Yan Chutian suddenly coughed and blood came out from the corner of his mouth. He looked at Zhu Feng, who was still in a sorry state, and felt helpless.

If he did not use the ability of the spirit eyes to dodge attacks, it would be too difficult to fight a peak Spirit Transformation cultivator directly. Just like now, his injuries were not light.

However, because of this too he had to pay such a price. The winner has been decided.

"Pu…!"

What Yan Chutian expected, but what Dong Puti and Zhu Long did not expect was that Zhu Feng suddenly coughed up a large amount of blood. Just like Yan Chutian, his bloodied body suddenly softened and he no longer let out a sound.

"What?!"

Dong Puti and Zhu Long were shocked. Both of them originally thought that Yan Chutian and Zhu Feng had fought until both sides were injured, but now it seemed that it was not an internal battle. It was clear that Yan Chutian had defeated Zhu Feng!

"How is this possible?!"

Zhu Long's expression changed greatly. Just a moment ago, he thought that Yan Chutian, who was at the late stage of Spirit Transformation, had only a few skills and was no match for Zhu Feng. However, the next moment, Zhu Feng had been defeated. Doesn't that mean his words have become a hard slap on his face?

Dong Puti's pretty face changed and showed a hint of ridicule. Her wild beauty appeared and she slowly said, "Zhu Long, it doesn't seem like the situation is what you expected!"

Hearing this, Zhu Long's face turned pale, but he couldn't refute it. This was the truth that was happening before his eyes, so how could he refute it?

However, what he did not expect was that Dong Puti took advantage of this moment to launch a series of devastating attacks. Even though he reacted, it was already too late. In the end, he was depressed and blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.