Chapter 1733 - 1716: Life or Death
The Ancient Spirit Pattern Technique, although lacking a level classification, is not because it isn’t powerful. In the hands of different people, it can wield varying degrees of power.
Across the entire Blue Demon Star Domain, aside from the ancestor of the Pan Family, only Xiao Ye could completely comprehend this technique, thanks to the Time Tower.
The First Realm of the Ancient Spirit Pattern Technique, using a thousand patterns to form the Thousand-Pattern Battle Map, requires an astonishing amount of spiritual power, typically only attainable by strong practitioners in the Earth Spirit Realm.
Endowed with the Taichu Ancient Scripture, Xiao Ye could barely perform it during the Mid Stage of Spirit Transformation. During his three-year dormancy, he constantly absorbed White Light Stone Milk to cultivate, making his Taichu Spiritual Power even more overwhelming, and his understanding of the Ancient Spirit Pattern Technique stronger.
The Nine-layered Thousand Pattern Battle Map is almost the pinnacle of power for the First Realm of the Ancient Spirit Pattern Technique.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
In the gray starry sky, the Nine-layered Thousand Pattern Battle Map arrived consecutively, as if from the hand of a divine being, obliterating the starry sky, enveloping towards Yao Wu.
Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!
Yao Wu roared, raising his palms to block Xiao Ye’s attack. The brilliant silver glow made the universe blazing, capable of shattering the star river, fiercely clashing against the Nine-layered Thousand Pattern Battle Map.
The earth-shattering explosion echoed as two storms of spiritual power, far exceeding those of the same realm, swept open. Yao Wu displayed three different spirit techniques successively, finally shattering the Nine-layered Thousand Pattern Battle Map.
"Xiao Ye, is this your strongest move? If your skills are only this, I’ll send you on your journey."
The silver glow on Yao Wu’s body grew even more dazzling, seemingly serene and proud, but the intense pain from his palms stirred a turbulent wave in his heart.
Although Xiao Ye’s realm was still in Late-stage Spirit Transformation, during the Spirit King Competition, he had become incomparably stronger.
This kind of strength forced him to be cautious.
"Silver Moon Ancient Scripture Image—Curved Moon Slaying All Heavens!"
From within Yao Wu’s body came the chanting of the ancient scripture, with majestic momentum, ancient and immortal characters flying, swirling around him, suppressing all heavens, turning the gray starry sky into a turbulent sea upon which a curved moon rose and dropped sacred silver light.
The scripture image of the Silver Moon Ancient Scripture—Silver Moon Ascension!
However, unlike the time when Yao Wu was in the Spirit Transformation Realm, the moon that rose now was curved.
The sacred silver glow emitted by this curved moon was filled with endless killing intent, possessing aggression, and had undergone a change.
"What a terrifying scripture image, Xiao Ye Spirit King, be careful!"
Even from afar, watching the battle, the Boundary Bandits and the three army commanders under Xiao Ye trembled all over, seeing only the dazzling silver glow, their bodies were in excruciating pain as if on the verge of splitting, which made them greatly worried about Xiao Ye.
If merely watching the battle made them like this, let alone Xiao Ye, who is facing Yao Wu.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The suspended silver curved moon emitted silver light like absolute sword light bursting forth, similar to a galaxy hung upside down in the Nine Heavens, with power capable of splitting stars, slicing towards Xiao Ye.
"Soon, you’ll know whether my skills are only this."
Xiao Ye’s black hair danced, the majestic Taichu Spiritual Power sweeping like an ancient star exploding, as his fists moved with Spirit Martial Fist, striking horizontally on both sides, and the terrifying fist momentum surged in this starry sky, crushing the silver light approaching him.
The Spirit Martial Fist, although a second-class spirit technique, similarly shone brightly under Xiao Ye’s control, striving powerfully, sweeping across all directions, completely utilizing the advantages of his physical body.
Steps fell slowly as Xiao Ye moved against the dazzling silver glow towards Yao Wu in the starry sky, charismatic and unmatched.
This is a scene of utmost terror.
The Primordial Law Ancient Scripture image seemed unable to harm Xiao Ye at all, every step he took felt like treading on people’s hearts.
"Such terrifying power in the Spirit Transformation Realm!"
"When did Blue Demon’s control produce such a Spirit King?"
"This... could possibly rival Jiang Kong from ten thousand years ago."
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Viewing from afar, the many Boundary Bandits were now hugely shocked, a look of disbelief plastered across their faces, their minds trembling chaotically.
The strength Yao Wu displayed was enough to deter them from provoking, yet surprisingly, Xiao Ye’s lower realm did not detract from his formidable power.
"Xiao Ye, now I send you to the west." (To the afterlife)
Yao Wu, however, showed no sign of astonishment but rather wore a cold smile.
"Silver Moon Ancient Scripture Image—Seal!"
Yao Wu’s hands formed seals, and the curved moon behind him swiftly perfected into a full moon.
The silver light shattered by Xiao Ye didn’t dissipate, transforming into countless light spots swirling. As they gently swept across the starry sky’s people, they caused their bodies to tremble painfully as if burdened by Ancient Divine Mountains, oppressing even their ’Spirit Seeds’ within.
The slightly weaker Boundary Bandits couldn’t help but turn pale, vomiting fresh blood.
As for the light points around Xiao Ye, they gathered upon him, making his expression change dramatically, his body unbearably heavy, unable to even move his fingers.
If Yao Wu’s scripture image suppression power during the Spirit King Competition was one, now it was ten.
With a flicker of his hand, Yao Wu wielded a crimson Sky Splitting Giant Sword, gleaming fiercely.
The moment the Sky Splitting Giant Sword appeared, the surrounding starry sky crazily fractured, a massive spiritual weapon fluctuation dissipating outward.
This is a spiritual weapon.
Obtained by Yao Wu, after madly establishing war merits, spending 1.8 million war merits in exchange from the Blue Demon Treasure Vault.
Holding the Sky Splitting Longsword, Yao Wu strode like a death god towards Xiao Ye through the void.
"Not good, Xiao Ye Spirit King is immobilized by Yao Wu’s scripture image!"
"Eighth Series Blue Demon Spirit Army, charge forth, protect Xiao Ye Spirit King at all costs!"
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Lei Yunhu, Bu Qianqiu, and Ye Qing shouted fiercely.
Although they were immobilized, the distant Eighth Series Blue Demon Spirit Army was outside the attack range of Silver Moon Ascension.
"Haha!"
"Your Eighth Series Blue Demon Spirit Army’s Spirit King, often dubbed Death God Spirit King, frequently changing, you should already be accustomed to it, so why bother offending Yao Wu Spirit King?"
At this moment, mocking laughter arose, revealing three Spirit Kings from Yao Wu’s side, leading their Spirit Army to confront the Eighth Series Blue Demon Spirit Army, with faces full of ridicule.
"Damn it!"
Lei Yunhu and others instantly gritted their teeth in agitation.
"Looks like this heaven-defying Spirit King is going to perish." The Boundary Bandits coldly watched this scene.
After all, it’s a battle among Blue Demon’s Spirit Kings, irrelevant to them.
"Xiao Ye, I must admit, cultivating the Taichu Ancient Scripture makes you indeed formidable, if we were at the same realm, I wouldn’t be your match."
"But you still lost; the gap between our realms is insurmountable."
"Today, I will personally retrieve my weapon."
Yao Wu stepped forward to face Xiao Ye, coldly sneering, the Sky Splitting Longsword in his hand transforming into a stream of light, directly aiming to pierce Xiao Ye’s head.
Clang!
However, at this moment, a piercing sound of gold shattering arose, forcing Yao Wu and his Sky Splitting Longsword to retreat.
"You... can actually resist my scripture image suppression?"
Yao Wu’s hand almost loosened from the shock, deeply frightened, as he stared at Xiao Ye.
"If you think you have that ability, come and take the Devouring Spirit Spear from my hand."
Xiao Ye’s movements were notably slow, but a large wave of spiritual power soared, as if heaven-defying, supporting a Great World, and with the aura of a scripture image rising, he wielded the Devouring Spirit Spear, stepping forward to strike at Yao Wu.