Fenton was probably the first talent Zen had fought since ascending to the Upper World.
Victory or defeat in this battle had no effect on Zen. Moreover, death in the Illusion Space was nothing too serious. However, it had a crucial guiding role in Zen's judgnt.
Facing Fenton's third sword attack, Zen was naturally wary.
Huff, huff …
In the endless Illusion Space, countless violent gales appeared out of the blue and circled around Zen.
Soon after, the formless gales began to squeeze together, creating a strong spiral tornado in front of Zen, a layer of golden light covering it.
“The tal Law...” Zen's eyebrows twitched. “Is this the perfect fusion of the two types of Law Power?”
Fenton's figure materialized once again next to the increasing number of gales that still fused together unceasingly. He no longer needed to hide his own figure.
Just now, Zen had easily deflected Fenton's second sword attack, which surprised the latter.
However, Zen's strength was reasonable and to be expected.
Fenton didn't treat Zen as any other ordinary warrior from the Lower World. Although he detested the foresight of the mbers of the thirteen palaces, he believed that they had an eye for outstanding warriors. Zen indeed had so remarkable skills.
However, his evaluation of Zen so far was only limited to these certain 'skills'. An opponent of this level did not need to face Fenton's full strength to be defeated. Thus, he believed that Zen would fail to block his third sword attack.
When the gust of wind and the golden light rged together, Fenton stabbed his jade sword in the tornado.
His jade sword was a secondary third-rank divine weapon, but being made of jade, it was extrely soft. As it pierced the winds, it instantly turned to dust.
However, as the jade sword broke into pieces, Fenton kept his hold on the sword hilt and smiled at Zen. “I think we should talk outside of the Illusion Space...”
Once Zen's physical body within the Illusion Space was destroyed, his reflection would disappear, which implied that he would certainly 'die' under the sword strike.
“Whoosh!”
Without waiting for Zen's reply, Fenton lifted the sword hilt easily. The mass of wind suddenly changed shapes; turning into the blade of his jade sword from the rotating circle it had initially ford. Fenton extended two of his fingers toward the 'blade', swinging the sword with his other hand with all his strength.
Huff, huff …
A wind blade, flickering with golden light, charged straight at Zen.
“The golden wind blade!”
Zen was shocked to see it.
He had seen this kind of golden wind blade before. In the middle of the Chaotic Ocean of Stars were a large number of golden wind blades. These seed to possess so intelligence.
They were far more powerful than the black wind blades and the two-colored wind blades. Zen could try to transfer the power from those wind blades to other places, but he never dared approach the golden wind blades...
As per his judgnt, the power of the Wind Law contained within the golden wind blades was on an unimaginable level.
'That's not right!'
With a quick thought, Zen denied his own conclusion. This particular golden wind blade had a similar shape, but the power contained in it should be inferior to that in the golden wind blades of the Chaotic Ocean of Stars.
Fenton was undoubtedly the topmost talent in the tenth-grade sacred place.
However, all warriors of the Celestial Position were great talents.
At the ti, it was very difficult for the several Spirit Supre Realm warriors of the Celestial Position to tolerate the black wind blades, not to ntion the two-colored wind blades and the golden wind blades.
It was impossible for Fenton to have such formidable strength. It didn't make any sense at all.
As Zen thought of this, the pressure in his heart suddenly dissipated and the chaotic energy within his body began to surge increasingly.
He had learned the other Original Laws in the fairy palace. His affinity toward the various Laws was high, and so, comprehending them was not too difficult. Before entering the Upper World, he had naturally prepared himself for all obstacles.
As Zen swung his long sword, a wind blade suddenly appeared attached to its surface. This green wind blade revolved wildly around the sword. Zen wanted to use the Wind Law to combat Fenton's attack.
When Fenton noticed the Wind Law that Zen employed, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.
He was a warrior who mainly focused on cultivating the Wind Law. The tal Law was his second choice. Thus, his cultivation thod was also compatible to the Wind Law. As he saw Zen perform the Wind Law, he thought Zen was too overconfident and reckless to show off his agre skills.
Zen seed to be using the Wind Law that only had three layers. How could such a low level of strength block Fenton's sword strike?
“I overestimated you,” Fenton said in a whisper.
As for the warriors of the Myriad Spiritual Force House, they were happy to witness the scene inside the Dragon Tiger Hall.
“He is showing off his incompetence before a superior master! He is just asking to be humiliated!”
“Ha-ha, this boy is a warrior who has only just ascended to the Upper World. Being able to practice the third layer of the Wind Law already is not bad!”
“Let him struggle in despair for so ti. When he cos out of the Illusion Space, we will make him eat the humble pie!”
The warriors laughed out loud.
As more and more warriors rushed back from outside, the spacious Dragon Tiger Hall got crowded. At least six or seven thousand warriors occupied the hall, perhaps even more. The other warriors who had not yet returned were in the process of practicing an important cultivation thod in the secret chamber and were unable to co out.
What these warriors did not know was that at the mont, even the Saint Lord and the elders of the Spiritual Force Sacred Place were silently watching the spectacle occurring in the Illusion Space.
However, they wore puzzled expressions on their faces and their reactions were different from those of the warriors.
“Elder Gong, what do you think of this?” The Saint Lord asked as he stared at the wind blade that Zen had created in the Illusion Space.
Elder Gong, who was also one of the founding mbers of the Spiritual Force Sacred Place, said with a serious face, “It's unusual... He is indeed performing the Wind Law, but this Wind Law just has three layers. He is far inferior to Fenton! I can see that the wind blade is completely different from any other ordinary one, however. It's so strange.”
The Saint Lord nodded. “I thought earlier that I was the only one who had this illusion. Zen hasn't used any secret technique or cultivation thod. He has only used his life vitality to condense the Law Power. How did he create it?”
With their keen senses, the Saint Lord and the elders noticed the abnormality the mont Zen created the wind blade.
However, they were confused by this occurrence and did not know what it ant.
There were only three layers to Zen's Wind Law, and the number of layers was a key factor for its strength. The quality of one's cultivation determined the power of the wind blade.
The problem was that they could not tell what kind of technique Zen had used. At most, it was only an exquisite and strange sword technique...
However, the Saint Lord and the elders were rigid in their thinking, and it rendered them unable to see the clues hidden within Zen's technique.
They didn't know that Zen didn't use the life vitality in this instance and that there was in fact soone in this universe who could use chaotic energy.
Indeed, he did not use any other cultivation thods, for the chaotic energy circulating in his body was a kind of cultivation thod in itself that none of them had heard of before.
When warriors absorbed the vitality between heaven and earth, they could transform it into life vitality to be used by themselves, which ant that they could utilize what was created by nature. After following the rules of using the life vitality, they could make it release great power.
Chaos, on the other hand, was a purer substance. It was the very source of the world that was the cause of all formations, from a blade of grass or a tree to the mountains and rivers. The Law Power that erupted out of chaos was different from that of life vitality.
The trials and tribulations that Zen had endured in order to cultivate the Primal Chaos Technique were sothing that ordinary people could not imagine undergoing. However, the rewards that he would reap in the future were also beyond his imagination.
Fenton's sword attack was powerful and seed to overturn the entire continent. If his cultivation thod had been perford sowhere else in the Myriad Spiritual Force House instead of the Illusion Space, it would have destroyed the place.
In contrast, Zen's sword strike seed less powerful. As he swung the sword, a green wind blade condensed in the middle of the sword light.
The wind blade ford by the third-layer Wind Law was far from enough to withstand Fenton's strike. Many disciples of the Dragon Tiger Hall watched the battle with a mocking expression on their faces. They believed that the wind blade would be swallowed up by Fenton's sword attack very soon, along with Zen's body being engulfed and torn to shreds. They couldn't wait to see Zen's dejection upon leaving the Illusion Space.
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