Sparring wasn't a matter of life and death. Nangong Lingyun didn't press his advantage; instead, he remained where he was, calmly watching the Seraphim emerge from the pit and fly back into the sky.
This also gave Qian Daoliu the opportunity to express his confusion.
He said in utter dismay:
"How is this possible?
Your spirit power can actually neutralize and erode my Angel Divine Power?"
For a dignified Limit Douluo and Demigod powerhouse to be so easily knocked down was because, in that instant, a strange energy had entered his body, contaminating his spirit power and preventing him from reacting. He could only watch helplessly as he was struck heavily.
Nangong Lingyun smiled faintly.
Almost all abilities produce effects based on certain rules, even those powerful and special skills are no exception.
However, Inverting Yin and Yang's power comes from the disruption of rules.
Even though its current level is not even one ten-thousandth of its true terror, it can still render a god-level Spirit helpless.
He once again said earnestly:
"The only constant thing in the World is change.
There is nothing that is absolutely impossible. Having such a perception only means that the World in your eyes is too small.
However, isn't this the very meaning of today's Spirit battle?
Senior, please go all out and let me see your Ultimate."
Nangong Lingyun clenched his right hand in the air.
Along with a newly appeared black spirit ring, a strange long sword with dense, sharp thorns growing on both sides of its blade fell into his palm.
The terrifying Lightning, exuding an aura of Destruction, raged on it. In an instant, even the weather changed.
Vast Yin clouds began to gather in the sky, directly obscuring the entire valley.
He didn't plan to use Inverting Yin and Yang again.
For a Spirit like the Seraphim, which is extremely Yang, it would be too much restraint. The Purple Vine Thunder Prison Sword and God-killing Thunder were a perfect match.
"Good!"
After a moment of stunned silence, Qian Daoliu's expression also became extremely solemn.
This was the third time he had raised his assessment of Nangong Lingyun.
The first two times were: 'This kid is not bad, he can actually withstand my pressure,' and 'He is qualified to fight me.'
But now, it had become: 'If I'm not careful, I'll be slapped to death on the beach by the younger generation, and my lifelong reputation will be ruined.'
Qian Renxue didn't stop him anymore.
She could see that the one who needed to be worried about now seemed to be her grandfather.
"Then…
Round two.
Glorious divine Lightning,
Guided by the sword."
Nangong Lingyun held the sword with both hands and slashed down from the air.
Countless purple-golden Lightning lines immediately fell from the Yin clouds in the sky, pointed by the sword's tip.
Like a blanket covering the sky and earth, they directly submerged the Seraphim completely.
With his energy not out of control, Qian Daoliu reacted quickly.
"Seventh Spirit Ability: Angel True Body."
"Eighth Spirit Ability: Angelic Descent."
"Fifth Spirit Ability: Angelic Sacred Sword."
A huge Angel phantom, no smaller than Nangong Lingyun, appeared behind him, holding a long sword.
Vast sacred energy rippled from it. This was the Angelic Domain, which came with an amplification of all his own attributes, weakening of the enemy's senses, plus purification, dissolution, suppression, and locking – a total of six or seven powerful characteristics.
The three pairs of wings turned to the top of his head, resisting the purple Lightning while,
The long sword also pierced through the sky, fiercely slashing towards the giant golden figure.
Terrifying collisions then exploded one after another.
Qian Renxue was forced to retreat several times, because even just a bit of the aftershock gave her the feeling of being heavily struck.
A level sixty, five-ring Quasi-Spirit Emperor couldn't even see the details of the battle several times.
At the most intense moments, she could only see a dazzling golden light, as well as the earth that was shattered and continued to be shattered, and the boundless smoke and dust.
In the hands of these two people,
Such a huge valley was like clay in their hands, which could be changed at will, instantly turning peaks into valleys and filling valleys into peaks.
During this time, the sound shook for miles, and the earth was still trembling ten thousand meters away.
If ordinary Spirit Masters saw such a battlefield scene,
Many people would probably have their faith collapse and their Dao hearts extinguished.
It wasn't until more than five minutes later that there were no more new collision sounds and shockwaves.
Qian Renxue quickly flew back.
She saw Nangong Lingyun sitting weakly on a piece of earth and stone that was rarely not turned into powder, his arms drooping, panting heavily, and looking listless.
The High Priest, on the other hand, was lying in a pit not far away.
Golden-red blood, tinged with a faint gold, stained a large area of soil. His face was like white paper, frighteningly pale.
"Grandpa, are you alright?"
"Don't worry, I won't die yet."
Hearing this deliberately stubborn but full-bodied voice, a large stone fell from Qian Renxue's heart.
She then asked:
"Then who won in the end?"
"Call it a draw."
Nangong Lingyun said lightly.
The Angel Divine Power still had some tricks, especially the Ninth Spirit Ability, Angel Judgment. Without using the Lion-Tiger Golden Armor, even he would have to deal with it with all his might.
As for why he didn't use it…
He still needed to consider Tai Yue Zhang's face. If he beat him too badly, he would be too embarrassed to poach talent and exploit him later.
But as soon as he finished speaking,
Qian Daoliu smiled wryly and shook his head:
"No, I lost. I had already lost before we even started.
If you had used that skill that affects my spirit power a second time, I might not have even been able to resist.
The waves behind push the waves ahead. I, the wave in front, have been slapped to death on the beach by you."
"Then…
What about the forty-five Spirit Bones?"
"There aren't that many."
Qian Daoliu laughed, not knowing whether he was angered or amused, coughing violently, his face regaining its color.
"Your Qian family has dominated the continent for tens of thousands of years, with Limit Douluos produced in every generation,
And relying on the Angel God's test in the Angelic Sacred Sword, you have extensively searched for other Super Douluo offerings.
Logically speaking, you should have a considerable fortune, right?"
"It's not as easy as you say.
The birth of a hundred-thousand-year Spirit Beast is too difficult, each one is a treasure. We always have to leave some hope for future generations, right?
If one day, a descendant with the true qualifications to become a god is finally born, but fails at the last moment because there are no hundred-thousand-year spirit ring Spirit Bones available,
Wouldn't he blame his ancestors?
Many ancestors who knew they had no hope of passing the test, even if they had the ability to hunt a hundred-thousand-year one, would actively choose a ninety-thousand-year Spirit Beast and then use the God's test to upgrade it to a hundred thousand years.
And the probability of Spirit Bone production from ten-thousand-year Spirit Beasts is extremely low, actually less than one percent.
More importantly,
After a Spirit Bone is absorbed too many times, its power will gradually weaken until it can no longer be absorbed.
The Qian family's wealth is not abundant either."
"Then how many do you have now?"
Nangong Lingyun's words,
Silenced Qian Daoliu again, who hesitated several times.
Good fellow, you're planning to set a price based on how much wealth I have, right?
You won't stop until you've squeezed out the last drop of blood, huh?
After resting for a while, Nangong Lingyun had recovered a lot.
He moved over and sat next to the High Priest, saying in a faint voice:
"Senior, becoming a god is such a difficult and grand undertaking,
How can you succeed without the determination and courage to bet everything and do everything possible?
Rather than stubbornly holding onto these useless external possessions, you should spare no expense, even if it only increases the possibility of passing by a trace.
You have personally experienced the power of the Supreme Yang True Qi, so there is no need to say more.
I only have one sentence,
You also don't want your Sun Girl to fail to ascend to godhood in the future, and grow old alone in the mortal realm, or even die depressed, right?"