"Impossible," the male muttered. "That spiritual pressure... it’s definitely a heaven ranked martial spirit! But a Martial Spirit shouldn’t exert such pressure on us!"
His face had gone pale.
Such spirits were incredibly rare, appearing perhaps once in a generation across the entire world. And they typically manifested in those with exceptional bloodlines or heaven-defying fortune.
The pressure emanating from the Chaos Spirit was overwhelming their own martial spirits completely, suppressing them despite the cultivation level advantage they possessed.
Xian Tiandi didn’t give them ti to recover from their shock.
With his martial spirit active and the enhancent pills working through his system, his combat power had increased exponentially.
The spiritual energy flooding his ridians pushed his effective strength far beyond normal Qi Condensation limits. The gap between Qi Condensation and Golden Core narrowed to almost nothing.
He moved.
*Whoosh!*
His speed was now comparable to theirs, perhaps even slightly faster.
The temporary boost pills had elevated his physical capabilities to match Golden Core realm movent techniques.
He closed on the male cultivator in an instant, crossing the distance between them in a blur. His fist blazed with chaos elent energy, the swirling vortex of his martial spirit feeding power directly into the strike.
The man barely raised his sword in defense. His eyes widened as he saw the chaos-wreathed fist approaching. He brought his blade up in a desperate guard position, channeling spiritual energy into the tal.
*Crack!*
The blade shattered. Chaos energy was the bane of specialized elents, consuming and destroying rather than simply opposing them.
The sword, a decent spiritual weapon worth thousands of spirit stones, broke like glass under the assault. Fragnts of tal scattered in all directions, glowing with residual spiritual energy.
The male cultivator’s face went pale as his weapon disintegrated. He’d relied on that blade for decades of cultivation.
Xian Tiandi’s fist continued through the destroyed weapon without slowing. The chaos energy wrapped around his hand like living fla. It struck the cultivator’s chest with devastating force.
*Boom!*
The impact sent the man flying backward. His body arced through the air, arms flailing. He crashed into a ruined wall with enough force to crack the ancient stone.
The wall, which had stood for centuries, developed spider web fractures from the impact. Blood sprayed from his mouth in a fine mist. His eyes showed genuine fear now, all traces of earlier arrogance gone.
He tried to stand but collapsed back down. Several ribs were broken, and his internal organs were damaged. The chaos energy was still eating away at his body’s defensive spiritual energy.
The female cultivator attacked from behind, trying to save her partner. Her Fire Tiger martial spirit rged more completely with her body, flas dancing across her skin. "Heavenly Inferno Strike!"
She raised both hands above her head, gathering massive amounts of fire elent spiritual energy. The technique took several seconds to form, building power continuously.
A pillar of fire descended from above, materializing out of the air itself. It was wide enough to engulf the entire area where Xian Tiandi stood.
The heat was trendous, warping the air and causing the ground to glow red.
Xian Tiandi channeled his Chaos Spirit’s power without panic. The swirling vortex behind him expanded outward, growing larger and more defined. It created a protective barrier around him, a do of chaos energy that shimred with all colors simultaneously.
The flas struck the barrier and were absorbed instantly. The chaos elent’s all-devouring nature consud the fire completely, breaking it down into raw energy and dispersing it. Not a single fla touched Xian Tiandi’s body.
"Impossible!" the woman scread. Her voice cracked with disbelief. "That’s an advanced Golden Core technique! How are you blocking it so easily?"
Her most powerful attack had been negated without effort. The defensive capability of his martial spirit was far beyond what his cultivation realm should allow.
Xian Tiandi didn’t answer. Words were wasted breath in combat. He gathered chaos energy in both palms, pulling power from his martial spirit’s vortex.
The energy compressed and condensed, becoming darker and more concentrated. He unleashed a technique from his Chaos Battle Compendium, one he’d perfected through countless practice. "Chaos Palm: Void Destruction!"
Twin waves of destructive energy shot toward both cultivators. The chaos elent didn’t just damage through force or heat. It erased, breaking down matter and spiritual energy alike at a fundantal level. This was true destruction, reducing everything it touched to absolute nothingness.
The male cultivator, still recovering from the earlier strike, couldn’t dodge in ti. He was slumped against the cracked wall, blood dripping from his mouth. His broken ribs made movent agony. The chaos wave struck him directly, enveloping his entire body.
His body began disintegrating. Not exploding or burning, but simply ceasing to exist. His flesh broke down into particles that vanished.
His bones followed monts later. His screams cut off as the technique reached his head, his voice disappearing mid-cry. Within seconds, nothing remained. No blood staining the ground. No bones or scraps of clothing. Just empty air where he’d been standing monts before.
Even his spatial ring was damaged, all its contents lost forever.
The female cultivator watched in absolute horror as her partner was completely destroyed. They’d worked together for fifteen years. They’d shared countless missions for Four Spirits Sect. And now he was simply gone, erased from existence without even a corpse remaining.
She made a desperate decision and crushed a teleportation talisman, trying to escape. Her hands shook as she activated it. The talisman glowed with spatial energy, beginning to form a teleportation array beneath her feet. If it completed, she’d be transported several miles away instantly.
Xian Tiandi had anticipated this exact move. Cultivators facing overwhelming odds always tried to flee using ergency talismans.
His Supre Taming Dao authority shot out again, invisible threads of power lashing through the air. This ti it targeted the spatial fluctuations of the teleportation technique itself. The threads tangled with the forming array, disrupting its delicate structure.
Spatial techniques required precise energy patterns to function. Even small disruptions could cause catastrophic failures.
The talisman sparked and fizzled. Small explosions of spatial energy crackled across its surface.
The teleportation array collapsed before completing, the energy dispersing harmlessly. The expensive talisman crumbled to ash in her hand, its single use wasted.
"No!" the woman cried. Despair flooded her face.
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