Ximen Chuixiao and White Qilin’s fight lacked destruction but made up for it in dao finesse.
Feiyun thought that the guy had changed completely, becoming a superior cultivator capable of competing against the strongest demons.
In reality, Feiyun wondered if everyone on Crystal Island was invited by him on purpose.
“All of you are this strong?” White Qilin didn’t buy it.
“Whoosh!” He held his spear with both hands before sending it straight at the scholar’s forehead.
The scholar smiled and raised a hand fairer than a woman’s. The momentum of heaven and earth gathered toward his hand like dragons returning to their lair.
He became unfathomably vast like a galaxy, preventing the thrust from inflicting actual damage.
Galaxy Form! Such a high level of dao attainment! White Qilin recognized this and pulled his spear back.
A wisdom master in his tribe had trained for more than forty thousand years and still didn’t reach this level. This human genius was only one step away from Wisdomization - truly unbelievable.
Although the feebly-looking scholar was not a pseudo-saint, other pseudo-saints might not be able to injure him.
Of course, White Qilin wasn’t afraid. Wisdomization meant becoming a saint through intelligence and the scholar was not at this level just yet. Although it was only one step away, this was the difference between heaven and earth.
Nonetheless, White Qilin became cautious. Could the humans on this island be strong enough to stop them?
Given his prideful personality, he ignored the women and stared at Feiyun next.
This time, he summoned a seventeen-ranked weapon - a disk containing night and day.
Demonic energy surged into the disk and issued the sounds of waves. The area turned dark and a bloody moon could be seen.
Feiyun found himself alone in this dark world and couldn’t hear a single sound.
White Qilin appeared in the darkness and resembled a shining deity. He smiled chillingly: “Human, I am the lord of this dark world. If I want you to live, you’ll live. If I want you to die, you’ll die. You can now submit and be my slave or die fighting.”
“Can I not pick either?” Feiyun said.
“Of course not.”
Feiyun glanced at the red moon above; it looked just like a gaping jaw.
“Are you foolish enough to not make the right choice?” White Qilin asked again.
“I don’t need to pick since you can’t do anything to me.” Feiyun posed with both hands behind his back and a smirk on his face.
“Hmph, Nightbolt Punish!” White Qilin pointed at the sky and the peaceful darkness shattered.
Thick clouds appeared and red bolts descended while issuing deafening blasts.
Feiyun used his Samsara Step to shift eight hundred miles away, dodging the bolts.
“Space Seal!”
“Time Break!”
“Law Cut!”
White Qilin used three techniques consecutively.
Feiyun felt his body become heavier as if several mountains were pushing down on him. Time and laws stagnated, preventing him from using any technique.
He was sealed as if he was facing a saint. Only saints had access to domains. Entering one meant becoming helpless prey.
White Qilin relied on his disk to perform something similar, albeit far less effective. It could trap regular paragons but not Feiyun.
“Death awaits those who do not obey!” White Qilin’s hand turned into a claw as he swung at Feiyun’s head.
Feiyun broke the seal and raised one finger in the air: “Tribulation.”
Nine bolts manifested into reality and sent White Qilin flying while covered in smoke.
“Raa!” White Qilin reverted to his true form, towering at nine thousand feet and seemingly carved from white jade. He was covered in scales with a dragon-like head and elephant-like legs.
“Tribulation Break!” Feiyun converted his saint energy into tribulation energy. Lightning bolts emanated from him and surrounded White Qilin.
White Qilin somehow rushed through the lightning bolts, suffering only minor injuries.
It made it through? Feiyun was surprised to see this.
He reacted quickly by summoning a pair of phoenix wings. His hands turned into phoenix claws as he went on the offensive.
Fiery sparks splashed everywhere upon contact.
“An armor with saint laws.” Feiyun’s fingers became numb. This was the reason why Tribulation Break didn’t work.
His opponent’s armor had been worn by a saint before. Although it wasn’t a saint artifact, the dao of a saint was still gestating there and granted it an incredible defensive barrier.
“Well, now you know that I cannot be defeated regardless of your cultivation.” The qilin spoke while flames spewed from its eyes.
It spewed out a massive fire dragon, prompting Feiyun to place his palms together and create a boundless ocean of Buddhism.
It smashed against the dark world and created a gap.
“You’re not getting away!” The qilin roared.
“Do you think I can’t beat you?” Feiyun stood at the top of the dark world and channeled Buddhist energy.
His palm became boundless as he struck the qilin back down.
When he opened his eyes, he returned to Crystal Island as if nothing had happened.
White Qilin, on the other hand, had a drop of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. His eyes were full of astonishment.
My saint armor couldn’t stop him?!
Ximen Chuixiao surprised him with his sound waves while the scholar’s Galaxy Form instilled considerable pressure.
However, he didn’t fear those two because he knew they wouldn’t be able to defeat him. Feiyun, uniquely enough, made him feel the fear of death.
“So? You still don’t think we can kill you if we team up?” Ximen Chuixiao smiled.
White Qilin couldn’t help staggering backward because this was indeed the truth.
Jiutian Yanyu didn’t know what to think either. She knew that these men were special but not to this level. Each of them had the power to fight an immemorial demon genius.
They must be the strongest of the human race’s new generation!
Luo Shuihan standing on top of Void Mountain covered her mouth in astonishment: “How did she befriend all of these monsters?”
White Qilin who dominated the other mountain finally experienced setbacks and found himself in a perilous situation.
None expected this development on Crystal Island.