The pavilion and tower technique appeared mysteriously, and the sword energy twisted in mid-air one hundred and eight tis, piercing towards Miao Shan’s body.
"Showing off in front of an expert!" Miao Shan sneered, increasing the force in her hand by a few degrees.
The Miao Bi Sheng Hua Sword Technique was her own creation; how could she not see through the tricks used by Chen Guan?
Although Chen Guan’s sword energy was equally strange and unpredictable, in Miao Shan’s eyes, it was without any hiding place.
Miao Shan simply waved her hand, and the force exploding from her sleeve shattered Chen Guan’s sword energy.
However, as the sword energy which had already been equitably distributed pierced Chen Guan’s back, its power was halved, blocked directly by the primordial energy erupting from Chen Guan’s body, shattering the sword energy.
Miao Shan hadn’t figured out the mystery within, was imnsely shocked, finding it incredulous that her sword energy, assisted by the Bone Carving Sword, was so easily shattered by Chen Guan.
Unwilling to concede, she continued executing the Miao Bi Sheng Hua Sword Technique against Chen Guan, with a variety of different sword energies changing endlessly, leaving no way to guard against them.
Chen Guan, too, chose not to defend, countering her attack with attack, even mimicking her sword techniques without any defense.
Watching, Kao Shan and the others were greatly astonished; Chen Guan, countering attack with attack, showed complete disregard for Miao Shan’s sword energies, which, though able to strike Chen Guan each ti, shattered easily, unable to harm him one bit.
"This person’s energy is so strong; he can shatter Miao Shan junior sister’s sword energy with ease," Gan Shan exclaid.
Kao Shan frowned silently, his forr disdain vanished entirely at this mont.
Miao Shan herself was utterly amazed, for though she wields her Seventy-two Strokes of Miao Bi Sheng Hua Swordsmanship masterfully, they proved useless if they couldn’t harm Chen Guan.
"It seems there are indeed many formidable opponents in this world; we simply haven’t t them yet since leaving the Immortal Mountain Sect. One must never underestimate the powerful ones in the Celestial Secret Realm," Miao Shan mused internally.
The seventy-two strokes passed quickly, and Miao Shan admitted defeat.
"This person is wicked indeed; Gan Shan, you must be careful," Miao Shan warned Gan Shan, who was next to face Chen Guan.
Gan Shan nodded, his expression heavy as he approached Chen Guan, now devoid of previous disdain.
Gan Shan excelled at the Gan Shan Whip Technique, yet he appeared to realize sothing; he refrained from wielding the whip directly against Chen Guan, instead summoning a secret treasure.
The secret treasure turned out to be a purple robe, shone throughout with purple clouds without a visible seam, as seamless as a heavenly garnt.
Gan Shan flung the purple robe into the air, where it animatedly floated towards Chen Guan.
Chen Guan did not evade, allowing the purple robe to bind him, enveloping his body entirely.
Only then did Gan Shan fix his gaze on Chen Guan and said, "I observe that your abilities not only mimic others’ but also seemingly diminish their powers. This Purple Mist Immortal Robe can bind body, attire, and heart. Even if you could mimic or diminish its power, it’s of no use, should you manage to escape from it, this battle would be yours."
Chen Guan attempted and found the Purple Mist Immortal Robe different indeed, exerting force to pry it open.
Yet the Immortal Robe possessed imnse elasticity, allowing Chen Guan to stretch it open without difficulty, though letting go had it cling to his body closely, inescapably.
Those observing — Kao Shan and others — were delighted, with Duan Shan even giving Gan Shan a thumbs-up: "How did you co up with this thod to counter him?"
Gan Shan replied with a smile, "You didn’t hold back against him earlier, right?"
"Of course not," Duan Shan hurriedly assured, eager to clear his na.
"Precisely; he deliberately made a misleading comnt, causing us to misunderstand and overlook the critical issue," Gan Shan said seriously, "He’s not rely mimicking our abilities; he possesses certain capabilities that weaken them, enabling him to withstand Miao Shan’s seventy-two swords with his bare body. Not due to his own strength but because Miao Shan’s sword energy was weakened; the sa applies to your Duan Shan Sword Technique..."
"I see," Miao Shan realized it then, quietly enlightened.
"You truly deserve great credit for this," Kao Shan praised joyously.
After explaining, Gan Shan looked at Chen Guan wrapped in the Purple Mist Immortal Robe and said, "You may replicate our powers and techniques, but you might struggle to mimic the Purple Mist Immortal Robe’s properties, and even if you weaken it, you still cannot escape ultimately."
"How do you know I can’t escape?" Chen Guan said calmly.
"The Purple Mist Immortal Robe’s ability lies in its chanism; power can be weakened, but the chanism, as long as it remains, precludes escape. It’s like saltwater; even if you pour half away, it remains just as salty," Gan Shan explained with a smile.
Chen Guan laughed: "Why pour away half? Can’t I just add more water to it?"
"That’s just an analogy; it’s unlike your current situation, where there’s no option to add water," Gan Shan said softly.
"Not necessarily," Chen Guan replied, directly channeling primordial energy, employing the Giant Spirit Power Secret Technique.
With the infusion of primordial energy, Chen Guan’s body gradually expanded, transforming into a giant over three to four ters tall, stretching the Purple Mist Immortal Robe larger.
Yet, the Purple Mist Immortal Robe showed no signs of tearing, appearing perfectly fitting when stretched to such an extent.
"It’s futile; the Purple Mist Immortal Robe possesses trendous elasticity, and you won’t burst it, even as a giant a hundred or thousand feet tall," Gan Shan said confidently.
"What if even bigger?" Chen Guan questioned nonchalantly.
"The Heaven and Earth Divine Power at its zenith peaks at ten thousand feet; attempting to burst the Purple Mist Immortal Robe would probably still pose challenges," Gan Shan remarked.
"So, the Purple Mist Immortal Robe can be burst, correct?" Chen Guan asked indifferently.
"It can be burst, but no one has achieved it, making it practically impossible," Duan Shan interjected coldly, mockingly, "Why blabber so much nonsense? Why don’t you just yield?"
"How would I know unless I try?" Chen Guan calmly replied, silently employing the Demonic Dissolution Art.
To be precise, it wasn’t the old Demonic Dissolution Art, but the one modified by Chen Guan.
The previous Demonic Dissolution Art was rely for escaping; Chen Guan’s modifications transford it into a Secret Skill for expending all body primordial energy, allowing himself to unleash his primordial energy freely in a short span.
As the modified Demonic Dissolution Art activated, primordial energy surged across Chen Guan’s body, injecting large amounts of it into the Giant Spirit Power Secret Skill within an instant.
In the next second, Chen Guan’s body swelled like an inflated balloon, rapidly enlarging.
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