In almost the blink of an eye, the entire Dongxuan Lake turned into a battlefield. At this mont, with both sides completely tearing apart their facade, the experts from both camps began to fight each other, intertwining with each other in fierce combat. All around, the abundant mana and powerful qi chanism entangled, especially high above, where the battle between the Empress and Wu Xiankui stirred the heavens within a ten-mile radius, causing the clouds to ripple into strange forms.
In contrast, Zhao Douan and Prince Jing seed to stand in the "eye of the storm," indifferent to the ferocity around them, unmoving, like the center of this world.
"Is this all you have? If this is all the skill you possess, I really don’t see where your ’try ’ cos from." Zhao Douan said, with a peculiar expression.
He seed extrely relaxed, with the mind to engage in idle chatter in such circumstances, but in reality, his spirit and body were on high alert, wary of the powerful enemies possibly lurking around.
Prince Jing seed to see through his thoughts and laughed, "No need to look. The helpers I brought this ti are already here."
Zhao Douan’s wariness did not diminish but grew, "Is that so? I truly don’t understand where your confidence cos from."
As a cultivator of high-grade realm, only a small step away from Great Perfection, how could Prince Jing resist?
"Confidence?" Prince Jing laughed at this ti, self-assured, proud, and contemptuous.
He almost "overlooked" Zhao Douan, "You..."
However, at that mont, an unexpected event occurred!
Suddenly, lotus flowers blossod in Zhao Douan’s eyes, and an entirely transparent Dragon Girl opened her eyes.
Divine Dragon Girl!
In this instant, Zhao Douan released the Dragon Girl without any warning, attempting to kill Prince Jing at the first opportunity.
After all, he’s seen countless TV dramas in a past life and knows when to waste words and when not to.
The last ti the Dragon Girl devoured Master Gu Huo, she seed to be nourished, and though there was no substantial change, she had returned to a peak state of power.
At this mont, Zhao Douan, to ensure no failures, enveloped Prince Jing entirely with the Dragon Girl’s power, making no reservations.
The eye technique of a wild divine could instantaneously plunge world cultivators lacking counterasures into destruction.
However, how could Prince Jing be without ans?
The jade pendant on his waist, seemingly unremarkable, suddenly lit up, enveloping him entirely in a divine soul power that was formless yet tangibly real. Even the Dragon Girl’s full power gaze was like a bullet against an illusory shield, causing ripples in the air.
Simultaneously, the Dragon Girl closed her eyes, curled back into the lotus.
Zhao Douan’s eyes also returned to normal.
"Ha, the Dragon Girl from the Divine Dragon Temple is indeed in your possession," Prince Jing wasn’t too surprised, calmly saying, "Is this how you killed Master Gu Huo at Hu Ting?"
Precisely because he learned of Master Gu Huo’s death, he purposely carried an ancient suppressing object to protect his divine soul.
No, you guessed wrong... Zhao Douan was also not disappointed. If Prince Jing could be killed with just the Dragon Girl, it would indeed underestimate the weight of this leader of the Eight Princes.
He was also not surprised that Prince Jing knew of the battle at Jingchuan City and Hu Ting, simply calmly saying, "When did you find out Xu Jianwen is still alive? Was it during the Xuann Coup? Did you support Xu Jianwen then? So after the coup failed, you’ve been secretly supporting the Kuangfu Society?"
Prince Jing shook his head, scorning, "Does that waste Xu Jianwen deserve my allegiance? If I had known earlier he was alive, I would have used the card of him as the Second Prince already."
At this point, he had no need to hide certain things, and even Prince Jing didn’t mind wasting so words, partly wanting to probe Zhao Douan’s cards, avoiding overturning, and besides...
Wouldn’t it be unsatisfying to kill outright such an annoying creature who has repeatedly caused countless troubles?
"So Xu Jianwen only recently found you." Zhao Douan nodded, "Good, thank you for solving my confusion, but next, my blade will not be rciful. Your waist jade pendant can withstand attacks on the divine soul level, but can it hold against sword and blade?"
However, Prince Jing was not afraid, continuing his interrupted statent, "Zhao Douan, you asked what gives the confidence to oppose you? Now I’ll tell you."
As he spoke, Prince Jing slowly stepped forward. At this step, his ornate python robe suddenly shattered, fabric tearing with sound, revealing the soft armor underneath. But that wasn’t the key; the point was the orange light flaring up from his body.
It was a pure qi chanism, erupting from his pores. Beneath the corroded robe, muscle surged, replacing the aging malaise with a bountiful vigor, whitening temple hair turning black, skin folds smoothing out, suddenly seeming ten years younger.
An overwhelming presence spread!
His aura kept rising from the initial grade realm, ascending to middle grade, high grade, Perfection...
Finally, with a barely audible "chain" breaking sound, Prince Jing Xu Wen’s aura almost reached the Half-step Heavenly Realm.
Zhao Douan’s pupils suddenly contracted, showing surprise for the first ti.
Prince Jing laughed and said, "Didn’t you ask where my confidence cos from, Zhao Douan? You think you’re a martial arts genius? But do you think I’m a diocre talent? You think your cultivation can suppress ? Haha..."
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