Daoist Competition

"Nascent Soul Dharma Body?"

Zhou Huang’s heart jolted. With just one glance, he recognized that Feng Haiyang had flown here using the Nascent Soul Dharma Body.

Previously, he had felt confident he could suppress Feng Haiyang, but now he was entirely uncertain. After breaking through, Feng Haiyang’s Daoist cultivation, mana, and divine skills were all superior. To confront him directly in magical combat was beyond Zhou Huang’s power to handle alone. Therefore, as Feng Haiyang spoke, he decisively employed the "Complete Heaven Square Inch" method and moved to escape.

Nascent Soul Third Realm cultivators can lock down heaven and earth. In general, no matter how sophisticated a cultivator’s relocation escape technique is, it is useless in front of them.

However, being from the Yuxiao Sect, Zhou Huang did not show a trace of panic despite encountering a formidable enemy. Instead, he calmly judged that although Feng Haiyang’s mana had greatly increased, there was not enough time for him to perfect this spell. As long as Zhou Huang moved quickly, he was confident he could escape.

Just as he had predicted, his escape technique was remarkably smooth this time, encountering no obstacles, and in an instant, he had gone a thousand feet away.

But even then, he couldn’t say he had escaped danger. The Nascent Soul Dharma Body isn’t flesh and blood; it’s the manifestation of a cultivator’s nascent soul and essence qi, moving like a light rainbow, faster than lightning. Its divine skills and daoist abilities are not only effortless but far more powerful than ordinary ones. Combined with the Nether Spring Sect’s mysterious Netherworld Escape Technique, it would soon catch up. Mere running would not help escape; it would lead to quicker defeat. Therefore, when Zhou Huang invoked the moving divine ability, he simultaneously activated the "Spirit Core Great Jade Qing Light," ready to strike the enemy head-on as he approached, not necessarily to kill, but at least to wound him and retreat with ease.

His calculations were indeed correct. An ordinary opponent seeing him flee without a word would assume he was frightened and pursue him without thinking, unprepared, likely falling prey.

However, Feng Haiyang was different. Despite his immense superiority in mana and Daoist cultivation, he remained exceedingly cautious and did not rush forward.

Seeing this, Zhou Huang snorted, realizing his scheme had failed, and immediately abandoned the thought, invoking his tunneling light, fleeing with all his might.

Feng Haiyang trembled his Dharma Body, transforming into a faint yellow smoke, just trailing behind from afar, not in a hurry to approach.

As they chased and fled, from a distance, it looked like a prey being hunted.

Zhou Huang’s brow furrowed deeply. How could he not understand Feng Haiyang’s intention? It was clear he aimed to deplete Zhou Huang’s mana, then strike when he exhausted himself.

Knowing this, yet he had no choice.

Even though Feng Haiyang’s heavens locking method wasn’t yet perfected, if Zhou Huang was incautious and trapped, escape would be impossible.

At this moment, Zhou Huang had only one option: if he could rendezvous with other Xuanmen sect practitioners before his mana was exhausted, he might avoid calamity.

Zhou Huang’s expression turned very grim. Since entering the path, when had he ever been so disheveled? If there were ever a chance in the future, he’d repay this a hundredfold.

But just when he thought Feng Haiyang would continue to follow this pattern, the yellow smoke suddenly surged, speeding forward, and the distance between them was halved in the blink of an eye!

At the same time, within a hundred feet of him, a bizarre devil suddenly emerged from the void, rushing straight to bite him.

The devil appeared exceedingly ferocious, and who knew what abilities it possessed? The Demon Sect had many strange and unpredictable daoist skills, difficult to defend against. Zhou Huang dared not confront it rashly; without hesitation, he invoked the "Complete Heaven Square Inch" technique, dodging.

Little did he know that the devil suddenly turned around and, with a click, bit onto the "Sun Cleansing Mirror" floating by his side, refusing to let go.

This move caught him unprepared, making prevention impossible. During the relocation, he could only watch helplessly as the treasure mirror was taken.

Once reappearing a thousand feet away, Zhou Huang’s expression was extremely gloomy. He realized Feng Haiyang had been targeting this treasure mirror from the start. Losing it significantly reduced the chance of meeting other Xuanmen practitioners. Although the two hadn’t officially clashed, he’d already lost a move.

Meanwhile, at the Star Stone West Position.

Xun Huaiying pointed with his hand, sending a barely perceptible sword light flying, disappearing in the distance only to reappear dozens of feet away. At this moment, it pursued a white-clothed monk fleeing hastily, slicing him from head to foot into two halves. The sword light vibrated with a buzz, leaping and returning to Xun Huaiying’s side, transforming into a strand of clear light whirling swiftly.