Lightning spiritual roots were very different from the other elements, there was almost no way to restrain it, it was the most powerful of the spiritual roots. Fang Xinghai had the most useless fog spiritual roots, if Song Yufei wasn't afraid of the consequence, he could eliminate him in a flash.
Fog spiritual roots were really good at concealment, he could turn invisible in his fog, and others had no way to cause him harm, but he could also suddenly emerge to attack unnoticed, this was Fang Xinghai's biggest advantage.
Mo Yu and Zou Yiming had successively fallen to his scheme, but it was Song Yufei's turn, and he refused to fall into the behavior pattern.
"Fang Xinghai, I haven't seen you for a long time, but you still seem fond of hiding your head and show your tail. Your character is really despicable and cowardly, this fog spiritual roots is very suitable for you." He raised his hand in a hand-seal and called down the Great Thunderbolt technique.
Purple lightning exploded in the air, conducting through the tiny droplets of water to instantly cover the entirety of the thick fog. For ordinary cultivators, using an AOE attack technique consumed a lot of spiritual power, but for lightning spiritual roots cultivators, their AOE attacks always caused great damage, but they only used a small amount of spiritual power.
This was especially true when water vapor was everywhere. Song Yufei had long ago learned that water was conductive.
"Lightning spiritual roots users are really impressive!" The other disciples stared at the thick fog wrapped up in lightning, and couldn't help but sigh.
Zhou Yun Sheng, hidden in the fog, naturally felt the sense of paralysis caused by lightning coursing through his body, but he could bear 9×9 Heavenly Tribulations, this lightning bolt couldn't harm him. But the lightning was evaporating the water droplets, thinning out his fog.
His nebulous body loomed in the air, he lifted his hand to extract spiritual power to create more fog. His so-called extraction of spiritual power wasn't from his own spiritual power, nor was it extracted from the atmosphere, it was Song Yufei's spiritual power.
This fog was his masterpiece, the most terrible and most indefensible situation – infiltrate the spiritual energy in a cultivator's body, and the spiritual energy would run out after the cycle. Spread, invade, absorb, dissipate, this was the characteristics of fog, and Zhou Yun Sheng had added these features to his cultivation method, making it his greatest power.
Seeing the lightning thinning the fog, Song Yufei smiled, then he used the thunder tactic again. Purple lightning spread everywhere again, issuing a scalp numbing buzzing sound. Wherever Fang Xinghai was hiding in the fog, he should be in a very uncomfortable situation at the moment. Song Yufei just had to wait for him to show his figure before attacking to break his Gold Core.
Grand Elder hadn't said it, but in the end, life and death in the arena was not debatable. Since Fang Xinghai could treat others so cruelly, he could naturally repay him in the same way. If Grand Elder wanted to take revenge on him later, he could always leave Promise Immortal Sect before things got too big.
He had no deep attachments to the sect.
But soon, he felt the difference of reality from his imagination. The spiritual energy in his dantian began to uncontrollably flow through his meridians, escaping into the air through his pores, forming a white fog. The fog that was evaporated by his lightning became thicker again, if he continued attacking, he would only be wasting more of his own spiritual power.
How can this be? Song Yufei was frightened, he quickly used his spiritual awareness to search his dantian and found that a layer of white fog had somehow surrounded his Gold Core. He sent spiritual energy into his Gold Core, but even more spiritual energy poured out, like there was something outside drawing it out.
Fang Xinghai! In the end, it seems that I'd underestimated you! Song Yufei clenched his teeth, immediately using his power to try and disperse the white fog. However, as soon as the layer disappeared, it drew in the aura from outside, and soon there was another layer of fog, it was simply endless.
It was at this moment that Song Yufei realized that Fang Xinghai had found a way to attach his fog to spiritual energy itself. As long as he still needed to absorb spiritual energy, Fang Xinghai would be able to continuously extract his spiritual energy from his dantian. This kind of cultivation method was really extraordinary, no one could guard against it, nor could they flee from it!
Song Yufei let go of his pride and took out the Yin and Yang Air Bottle from the treasure chamber in the jade pendant. This was a top level magic tool, although it couldn't be compared to natural treasures, it could absorb all living things and disperse evil. The bottle could suck in cultivators with cultivation bases up to two realms higher than his own and refine them into spiritual energy.
Song Yufei had relied on the Yin and Yang Air Bottles to escape countless murderous situations, and he'd secretly refined untold numbers of cultivators. They had been transformed into the spiritual energy now reverberating in his dantian. If Fang Xinghai's cultivation method wasn't so treacherous and unpredictable, he wouldn't dare take this treasure out and risk exposure.
Fortunately, the area was filled with fog, covering up the two of them, and as soon as the fog was completely sucked into the magic device, he could hide it. Song Yufei opened the cork, then pointed the glittering bottle at the surrounding fog, if Fang Xinghai was hiding in the fog, he wouldn't be able to escape the calamity.
With the sound of gusting wind, the dense fog was completely absorbed by the bottle, revealing the dense mass of the audience.
Song Yufei had quickly put the bottle back in the jade pendant before the fog had completely dispersed, he looked around and shouted, putting on an act, "Fang Xinghai, don't hide again, come out and face me!" His shouting was punctuated by a few cracks of thunder.
The audience also looked left and right, searching for Fang Xinghai's figure.
Song Yufei had already made up his mind to pretend to be unable to find Fang Xinghai. The jade pendant's inside and outside was layered by numerous prohibitions placed by the Fairy, the Fairy had given her word- unless the Immortal Emperor or an Immortal Senior descended, no one in this realm could see into the jade pendant. As soon as the battle ended, he would immediately refine Fang Xinghai's Gold Core, destroying his sanity and turning him into a blubbering idiot, then casually find a dangerous place to drop him off. By the time Grand Elder found Fang Xinghai, he would've already turned into a pile of bones.
Without proof of wrong doing, Grand Elder shouldn't cause trouble for him, and if he insisted on condemning him, he could find a hidden Immortal Cave to escape the Grand Elder's search. A spiritual energy abundant cave was not much different than Promise Immortal Sect, and once his strength advanced enough, he would naturally have the opportunity to return to the sect.
Song Yufei's plans were very comprehensive, he even had the determination to burn bridges. He absolutely didn't have the heart to forebear that vile scum Fang Xinghai. Even if he was willing to lose to Fang Xinghai in the tournament, would Fang Xinghai that villain really let him go in the future? No one understood the vindictiveness of that person better than Song Yufei.
However, he didn't know, Zong Yi had long ago broken the woman's seal, and had even used his Yuanshen to attack the woman. The woman was a dignified Mysterious Immortal, of course she hadn't mentioned this matter to him. If he really sucked Fang Xinghai into the Yin and Yang Air Bottle, Zong Yi would immediately see through it and destroy his soul.
The stunning woman in the jade pendant saw his actions, guessed at his ideas, and had just opened her mouth to warn him when she noticed a strange anomaly.
She watched as the small water droplets attached to Song Yufei's robe turned into a dense fog, which surrounded him again, a wisp of gray fog even entered through his nostrils and into his body, merging with spiritual energy to enter his dantian.
In the blink of an eye, the arena was once again enveloped in fog, puzzling the audience.
"Having fun?" Zhou Yun Sheng whispered into Song Yufei's left ear, sensual like a demon.
Song Yufei swung a fist full of lightning towards his location, but only hit a mass of fog.
"You have a lot of treasures." Zhou Yun Sheng whispered in his right ear next, snickering.
Song Yufei's complexion was gloomy, knowing that the other man had taken a fancy to his treasures. Killing someone for their treasure was the norm in the cultivation world, if Fang Xinghai set his sight on his belongings, he'd be thrust into a dead end, because the man had an extremely strong master backing him.
So, he must kill Fang Xinghai today. Life and death in the arena was undebatable, this was the rules of the sect, Grand Elder wouldn't be able to attack him openly, so he had time to plan a retreat.
Killing intent flashed across Song Yufei's eyes, he ignored the spiritual energy suction in his dantian and used his most powerful technique, Deceitful Thunder Cloud. The blue skies outside the fog was suddenly covered by rolling black clouds, the sound of rumbling thunder echoing, resounding through the horizon.
At first glance, they looked just like tribulation clouds.
The audience immediately ran out from the scope of the dark clouds, so as not to be affected, but they also sighed at the power of lightning spiritual roots cultivators, they really had the most powerful magic.
Zhou Yun Sheng, hidden in the fog, smiled. He wasn't even afraid of 9×9 Heavenly Tribulations, how could this tiny lightning storm affect him.
Song Yufei repeatedly pushed power into the technique, then he placed a seal on the arena, one, to prevent Fang Xinghai's escape, two, to increase the power of the lightning. In one breath, he'd laid down nine layers of prohibitions, at the same time, a thick lightning bolt crashed down, fiercely striking the arena.
The fog split open with a loud bang, turning into purple smoke, that formidable power seemed like it could destroy heaven to wipe out the earth. Song Yufei stood in the center of the array, constantly changing hand formations, trying to turn the arena into a complete lightning field, vowing to chop Fang Xinghai to pieces, until he was unrecognizable.
"You have this ability?" Zhou Yun Sheng condensed his body and sneered.
Song Yufei slightly lifted a fingertip, sending a few lightning bolts towards him.
"I'll send you a thunderbolt too, so you can have a taste." Zhou Yun Sheng's body constantly turned into fog, then materialized again, swimming through and dodging the numerous pillars of lightning while preparing to discharge the ninety-nine lightning bolts he'd previously absorbed in his black hole.
A blood curdling roar suddenly echoed in the air, and an even more frightening lightning bolt than Song Yufei's struck the thick white fog, aiming for Song Yufei.
Fang Xinghai clearly has fog spiritual roots, how can he control lightning? Song Yufei's pace staggered under confused horror, and he was struck head on by the lightning bolt. It was reasonable to say that as someone with lightning spiritual roots, he shouldn't be afraid of lightning, but the lightning of 9×9 Heavenly Tribulations weren't ordinary.
Not to mention, he was only at late stage Jindan, even a 9th Tribulation Loose Immortal would find it difficult to endure this kind of lightning.
His body was charred, his meridians all broken, his Gold Core repeatedly jolted until slight cracks started to appear, if things went on like this, he knew that he would fall. Song Yufei wanted to break free, but the dragon-like lightning bolt had tightly wrapped around him, he couldn't bulge, the only thing left was complete despair.
"Fairy, save me!" He finally gave up his dignity, begging the stunning woman within the jade pendant for help.
The woman needed him to help her return to the Immortal World, she naturally couldn't watch him die. She ran her spiritual power to separate him from the lightning, then threw him out of the arena and into the audience.
"I admit defeat!" Before landing, Song Yufei expended all his efforts to shout.
The crowd only saw lightning surrounding the fog, then a more powerful one appeared, making even the defense array the sect had laid around the arena border tremble, cracking the ground open with a loud rumbling sound. They thought it was Song Yufei's lightning magic, and their hearts couldn't help but quake with fear.
"Senior brother Song really deserves to be this term's most outstanding disciple!"
"What is this technique? So powerful! It could probably even cut down a Yuanying Qi expert!"
"Lightning spiritual roots cultivators really do defy the natural order! This time, I fear that everything bodes ill for junior brother Fang!"
Everyone whispered amongst themselves, discussing spiritedly.
High in the spectator seats, First Thunder Peak's master stared intently at the last few flashes of lightning with a contemplative look. This level of technique, not to mention Song Yufei, even a late stage Dujie like himself would not be able to cast it.
The rest of the peak masters and elders glanced at Zong Yi from time to time, fearing that he would react with fury.
Chi Xiao Zhenren looked at the arena with an expressionless face, but his heart was filled with waves of pleasure. If Song Yufei could successfully kill Fang Xinghai, he wouldn't mind standing up to the Grand Elder to protect him.
Life and death in the arena was undebatable, that was the sect rule, no one could oppose it.
But in the next moment, his expression quickly turned into astonishment. He watched as the charred body of Song Yufei flew out from the thick fog, landing heavily in the audience seats, his mouth shouting the words for his admittance of defeat.
Some quick-eyed disciples had quickly reached out their hands to catch him, saw his appearance, and were immediately shocked. What's going on? Doesn't Song Yufei have lightning spiritual roots? How could he be struck by his own lightning bolt and end up in this kind of miserable condition?