The moment Li Yuan entered the depths of observation point number 19, he had already utilized his Divine Palace Perception and instantly locked onto several of the strongest Tianliang Clan warriors.
Upon preliminary assessment, there were eight Tianliang Clan warriors exceeding level 19.
Among them, two were as high as level 19.9!
It’s important to note that the standard Fist Strength for level 19 is only 50,000 kilograms, but for level 19.9, it reaches 70,000 kilograms, and the difference in strength and speed is truly astonishing.
Moreover, the higher the Life Level of the alien race being killed, the more Spiritual Nature nourishment one would receive; this was an ironclad rule.
In the past ten days or so, although Li Yuan’s Spiritual Awakening Level had increased by 4%, it was a gradual accumulation, and the strongest alien race he had killed was less than level 19.
The stocky dwarf brandishing two huge battle axes before him was one of the two major level 19.9 masters of the Tianliang Clan.
Boom! Boom!
Mo Long, the stout dwarf, instantly increased the distance from Li Yuan.
“Despite being far weaker in physical strength, you can easily block my attacks,” Mo Long, the stout dwarf, said in a strange voice, speaking in ‘Xia Country language,’ eyes fixed on Li Yuan, “Life detection equipment pegged you at level 17, one device might malfunction, but it’s impossible for all devices to be wrong. Could you be a peerless genius with Subtle Spirit?”
The words of Mo Long, the stout dwarf, echoed in the vast hall, immediately causing a stir among the many Tianliang Clan warriors and human Martial Artists.
Their gazes couldn’t help but flicker towards Li Yuan, feeling a sense of shock in their hearts.
Subtle Spirit? Fourth Level Perfection?
This technique was legendary to them, most had only heard of it, and almost never seen it.
“Subtle Spirit?”
“Go ask King Yama in death,” Li Yuan said coldly, not bothering with idle chit-chat, his body suddenly erupted with power, the air exploding with a bang, turning him into a blurred figure as he charged towards his opponent with a howl.
The situation on the ground left no room for Li Yuan to waste words; quickly killing his opponent was the right course of action.
“Ask King Yama?” Mo Long, the stout dwarf, was stunned; although he had learned some Seven Stars human language from Xia Country, he didn’t quite understand some mythological references.
But that didn’t stop him from grasping the meaning of Li Yuan’s words.
“Even with Subtle Spirit, you’re going to die,” Mo Long, the stout dwarf, sneered fiercely and with a shift of his body, lunged forward to kill Li Yuan.
A few tens of meters was all the distance between them, and in just a fraction of a second, they met.
“Whoosh!” Li Yuan’s gaze was sharp as a blade, and with a flick of his Black Chen Spear, countless spear shadows appeared, their tips cold and menacing, completely enveloping Mo Long, the stout dwarf.
The spear shadows were eerie and chilling to the bone.
“So fast.” Mo Long inwardly flinched, somewhat caught off guard, his axes in hand like two great shields, attempting to block the barrage of spear shadows.
“Clang! Clang! Clang!” A series of clashing sounds rang out, the terrifying force behind each blow traveling down to Mo Long’s legs, causing him to stagger backward, his stout, powerful thighs translating the force to the ground, cracking it and sending rubble flying.
The flying debris had no effect on either Li Yuan or Mo Long.
“Whoosh!”
One of the spear thrusts grazed past Mo Long’s side, and although it missed, the terrifying force behind it punched a large hole in the metal wall pillar beside him, as if it had been blasted open by an armor-piercing shell.
“Die!” Mo Long tried to sweep away the spear with an axe, aiming to get close to Li Yuan.
The axe, less nimble than a sword, but more terrifying in its explosive power when struck with fury.
If he got within range.
Mo Long was confident he could cleave Li Yuan in half with a single blow.
“Out of my way.” Li Yuan shouted angrily, and as one thrust missed, he instantly engaged his core muscles, drawing a deep gouge in the metal pillar with the tip of his spear, then abruptly shot out with an explosive release.
He swept it across mercilessly.
“Bang!”
Changing moves too quickly, this sweeping strike with the long spear forced Mo Long to once again use his axe like a shield to block, accompanied by a dull thud, Mo Long involuntarily staggered backward. Check back at m-v le-mpyr for more
“Huff!” Following the sweeping strike and the astonishing rebounding force, Li Yuan spun around and thrust his long spear forward with rage, a flash of cold light aiming straight for his opponent’s face.
“How is this possible, could he truly have Subtle Spirit? His spear momentum is too perfect,” Mo Long thought with shock and anger, knowing he was much faster and more powerful than Li Yuan in terms of maximum burst.
In life-and-death combat, moves and bursts don’t often allow enough time to build up power, making it difficult to reach the limit.
The power one can unleash is the true measure of strength.
Facing Li Yuan’s continuous bursts, Mo Long’s reflexive swing of his battle axe was still a beat too slow to block this thrust.
“Hiss~” The long spear directly stabbed towards Mo Long’s face, but immediately red light streamed from Mo Long’s arms and chest to his face, forming a pale red mask that generated a tremendous resisting force.
Causing Li Yuan’s long spear to feel as if it had struck a super hard alloy steel plate.
“Origin Power?” Li Yuan’s expression shifted slightly, recognizing the force all too well.
It was clearly Origin Power.
But the Life Level of his opponent was clearly only 19.9, how could he also wield Origin Power?
“Clang!” The mighty axe roared, parrying Li Yuan’s long spear and unleashing a terrifying force that made Li Yuan retreat.
“Dammit.”
“He’s definitely Subtle Spirit! Absolutely a monstrous genius among the Seven Stars humans,” Mo Long roared internally, convinced of Li Yuan’s supreme skill.
Just now, had it not been for the protection of a little Origin Power carried by the Demon Blood Spirit Crystal, Li Yuan’s last thrust would have been enough to kill him.
In a clash between powerhouses, life and death are separated by a fine line.
“You really are strong, under normal circumstances, I would certainly have died by your hand, but today, you’re the one who’s going to die,” Mo Long stared at Li Yuan and said, “Young Seven Stars human genius.”
“Logan, aren’t you coming?”
Boom! Mo Long moved again, brandishing his twin axes as he charged towards Li Yuan once more.