Chapter 92: Battle!
Du Qianjue chuckled, taking a step forward and disappearing from his original spot, reappearing on a rooftop by the street. With each step, he broke through space, appearing dozens or even hundreds of meters away as if teleporting.
The power of space! Why did Du Qianjue separate his attribute soul core from his soul power core? The reason was right here!
If he didn't separate the two soul cores, controlling elemental power wouldn't be so easy. The elemental power from his soul rings was limited, and even less would be integrated into him. The soul core's role became evident, as Du Qianjue condensed all his attribute powers into one attribute soul core. Though the various attributes were of different strengths, as long as the soul core remained, these attributes would continue to grow!
With the soul core's assistance, Du Qianjue could smoothly wield elemental power, making it much easier.
The person secretly watching Du Qianjue grew serious. A soul bone! He hadn't expected Du Qianjue to possess a space teleportation soul bone!
As for the correct answer, the power of space, it was immediately dismissed. Ridiculous, how could a soul saint control the power of space?
The hidden observer's eyes turned cold. "He knows I'm watching him and yet dares to head out of the city openly. Hmph, young and reckless."
"Let me teach you a lesson," he sneered, his voice filled with mockery.
Then, he chased after Du Qianjue, unaware that he, too, was being watched...
High in the sky, cold, indifferent eyes observed everything. A step forward, a tear in space, and they vanished from sight.
Du Qianjue was elated, using the power of his dual soul cores to control the strong space attribute from the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger within him. Even as a soul saint, he could initially harness the power of space. This experience was wonderful!
At that moment, he seemed to have forgotten about the old man following him, fully immersed in the allure of various elements. In his perception, the world seemed to brighten, with particles of different colors moving chaotically in the air...
"Strange, what kind of soul bone is this? It can teleport so many times?" the old man in the shadows frowned. He thought hard and could only come up with two possibilities: a Soft Bone Rabbit or a Lightning Rabbit soul bone. And it had to be a hundred-thousand-year soul bone to achieve near-unlimited teleportation with minimal energy consumption.
A trace of greed flashed in the old man's eyes, but he quickly suppressed it. Snatching the Dragon Pill would enrage Du Qianjue's backers but wouldn't cause a major uproar. However, killing him for his soul bone would lead to uncontrollable consequences. Du Qianjue could not be killed.
Thirty kilometers outside the city, Du Qianjue stopped atop a hundred-meter-tall tree.
"You've followed me long enough. Show yourself," he said, hands behind his back, turning slowly.
On another tree dozens of meters away, a figure in a large black robe gradually appeared, as if they had always been there. The robe concealed their form, but it was clear they were very tall, nearly two meters.
"Heh, you're not afraid at all, even knowing I was watching. You dared to leave the city alone," the black-robed figure sneered. "I don't know if I should call you bold or arrogant."
"What's the point of being young if we don't take risks? Unlike you old folks who hide in the shadows," Du Qianjue laughed mockingly. "A rat in the dark doesn't deserve my attention."
"You're courting death!" the black-robed figure roared, stomping a branch underfoot and transforming into a streak of light, appearing before Du Qianjue in an instant. Withered fingers formed a fist, aiming straight for Du Qianjue.
But Du Qianjue was prepared. His hands, held behind his back, glowed with various elemental powers, flowing through his veins. Tiny vortices of elemental power emerged in his veins, each holding explosive energy.
As the black-robed man reached him, Du Qianjue's body tensed, and he thrust his fists forward like a drawn bow.
"Boom!!"
The withered fist clashed with Du Qianjue's jade-like fist, unleashing a powerful shockwave.
"Imperial Fist: Break the Boundary!"
Du Qianjue, thrown back, steadied himself mid-air with a step, unfurled four wings behind him, and launched back at the black-robed man. He used no martial spirit, relying on his powerful body and self-created technique, Imperial Fist: Break the Boundary.
The black-robed man didn't use his martial spirit either, covering his fists in earthen-yellow soul power, clashing with Du Qianjue's punches. Facing Du Qianjue alone was already unfair; using his martial spirit would be disgraceful.
Du Qianjue had counted on this, using the black-robed man as a sparring partner. Without martial spirits, the black-robed man might not be able to beat him.
Who could match Du Qianjue's soul rings and bones? His body, nourished by countless heavenly treasures and ten-thousand-year soul rings and bones, was as strong, if not stronger, than the black-robed man's.
Two streaks of light, one yellow and one rainbow, clashed repeatedly in the sky. Every collision was a fist-to-fist impact, with elements swirling violently around them.
Du Qianjue's Imperial Fist: Break the Boundary utilized the explosive power of elemental collisions. Though not strong enough to penetrate the black-robed man's protective soul power, it still caused him pain.
The black-robed man grew increasingly alarmed. Fighting Du Qianjue made him feel pain he hadn't experienced in a long time. Each punch from Du Qianjue seemed to send a hidden force into his arm, exploding within his meridians.
"Boom! Boom!"
After another clash, both were thrown back hundreds of meters, pausing mid-air to stare at each other. Du Qianjue's fists dripped blood, tiny cracks appearing on his skin. The black-robed man's fists trembled slightly.
"Heh, old man, not feeling so good, huh?" Du Qianjue grinned.
(End of Chapter)