Chapter Sixty-Two: Mist Illusion Finger
ppointed me too much!"Eighty-one identical voices, like thunderclaps, jolted Jiang Yun awake and instantly cleared the confusion from his eyes!"Since I can't figure it out, I'll just see how many spir...On the precipice of Mount Wuxing, a man in black named Wu Shang gazed down at the mist swirling beneath Jiang Yun. A strange glimmer flickered in his eyes as he murmured, "This cloud of mist isn't a magic artifact at all. Beneath the mist, there are at least a hundred wisps connecting to the dense fog below. The fog flows like water, the wisps resemble stems, and the cloud itself looks like a lotus, supporting Jiang Yun upwards into the air, making it appear as if he is flying!"
"This, this is clearly a kind of sorcery! And to achieve this level, one needs to have extremely precise control over spiritual energy. Even I couldn't do it! This Jiang Yun, he's extraordinary!"
Wu Shang's words are spot on. This is the real reason why Jiang Yun can "fly". It's just that those commoners and outer disciples couldn't see the wispy threads of mist beneath the Mist Cloud, so they mistakenly thought it was a flying artifact.
It was not just that he emerged unscathed, but also the way he did so. The peak masters, elders, and inner disciples all saw it, and that was precisely what shocked them.
A cultivator of a thorough understanding, their control over spiritual energy had reached such a terrifying level. This wasn't simply due to extraordinary talent, it must have also been the result of immense effort and dedication.
A wry smile suddenly appeared on Tianfu Peak's Master's face as he softly said, "I'm afraid my biggest mistake was not taking this village bumpkin as a disciple! I wonder if it's still not too late!"
That Wei Zhengyang, who had originally intended to strike, was naturally taken aback. A powerful thought unexpectedly surged in his mind: If Jiang Yun didn't die, he would pose a huge threat to Fang Yuxuan in the future!
The emergence of this thought astonished even Wei Zhengyang himself. However, the thought was so powerful that after his face fluctuated between various expressions for a moment, he finally gritted his teeth and said: "There are ways to untie any knot. Even if I risk being reprimanded by the sect master today, I must kill Jiang Yun. Absolutely not letting this kid grow up!"
Regardless of the surprise or insight of the crowd, Ginger Yun remained indifferent. At this moment, under the support of the mist clouds, as he drew closer to Zheng Yuan, a strong feeling of excitement and liberation surged within him!
Because at this moment, the spiritual energy from the three Tongmai Pills within him had been greatly consumed by Zheng Yuan's relentless attacks, especially the final sword thrust. Although there was still a considerable amount of spiritual energy remaining, it was now within his body's capacity to withstand.
Moreover, the impurities in the Ninth Meridian are now reduced to one-tenth of their original amount. Once cleared, it means he will enter the Ninefold Meridian Realm, only a step away from the Blessed Land Realm!
Actually, Ginger Cloud couldn't possibly be Zheng Yuan's opponent, even if he were at the Ninth Level of Pulse Circulation!
You must know that the difference in spiritual energy between the ninth level of the Tongmai and the first level of Fudi is nearly a hundred times. Such a huge gap cannot be bridged by physical strength alone.
However, Zheng Yuan's attack on Jiang Yun was ill-timed.
If we say Zheng Yuan's internal qi is one hundred, then Jiang Yun's internal qi is only one. However, the qi transformed from three Qi-Connecting Pills has reached at least ninety!
The difference between one and one hundred is a chasm that flesh and blood cannot bridge. But the gap between ninety-one and one hundred, with Jiang Yun's physical strength coupled with the Yuntian Wudi technique he had just learned from Lao Hei, might still be insurmountable, but at least it gives him a fighting chance.
Now, Jiang Yun is about to fight Zheng Yuan!
Gazing at Zheng Yuan, who was already out of reach, a fierce light suddenly flared in Jiang Yun's eyes. A powerful bloody aura surged from his body, and with a finger outstretched, he uttered two words softly: "Mist Shade!"
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Boom!"
A wisp of cloud always hovered beneath him. With a point from Jiang Yun, it suddenly expanded, surging past Jiang Yun's body and transforming into a gigantic finger that pointed at Zheng Yuan!
This finger appears to be ethereal, but its fingerprints are clearly visible. Even inside, it seems as though countless ferocious beasts are hiding, and at this moment they all let out horrifying roars and frenzied shrieks, the sound is incredibly powerful.
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Under the towering peak, the numerous disciples who looked up, hearing only the roar that emanated from within, most of them already felt a chill run down their spines and trembled with fear.
As you can imagine, the power of this strike is enormous!
On the peak of Mount Red Dust, a middle-aged woman with flowing white hair furrowed her brows and twitched her ears slightly. She muttered to herself, "This technique doesn't belong to our Qidao Sect, but it incorporates the way of music. I wonder where this child learned it from. However, this child seems very suitable for my Red Dust Peak!"
The art of cloud and mist manipulation is not a single technique, nor does it have fixed spells. Instead, it adapts to the ever-changing mists, allowing for countless attack variations.
When cultivated to the extreme, it can even create a world of its own with clouds and mist, trapping enemies while allowing the mist to transform into various shapes to attack them at will.
Ginger Cloud was far from achieving such a level, but just now he used a small wisp of cloud to temporarily imprison the Blazing Sword, cutting off the connection between the sword and Zheng Yuan.
And this fog, is also Lao Hei's creation based on the bloody aura formed by Jiang Yun after killing a large number of ferocious beasts. It is a temporary technique he just invented.
Bloodthirst, it is a calamity; blended with mist, it becomes Mist Calamity!
The power of this technique lies not in its strength, but in its intimidation. It intimidates the opponent with its aura!
Since Zheng Yuan's appearance, Jiang Yun has always been on the receiving end, never retaliating. And now, this is his first time taking the initiative!
At this moment, Zheng Yuan, seeing that Jiang Yun could actually follow him and fly into the air, already felt a tremor of fear in his heart.
Now hearing the roars of ferocious beasts coming from within that mist-finger, especially since he was a seasoned warrior, highly sensitive to murderous aura, he felt the immense killing intent contained within the mist-finger more clearly than anyone else.
This terrified him, he didn't even dare to take Ginger Cloud's finger head-on. He could only speed up and try to dodge the mist finger from afar.
Zheng Yuan was indeed a blessed land, relying on his own spiritual energy to fly. Once he accelerated, it was indeed something that Wu Zhi could not catch up to. However, Jiang Yun remained unmoved, and once again raised his palm.
A fire dragon, as long as a man's arm, burst forth from his palm, but instead of charging at Zheng Yuan, it slammed head-on into the mist finger!
"Boom!"
Although the intense heat from the fire dragon's attack reduced the size of Mist Finger slightly, the impact force caused its speed to increase dramatically. In an instant, it closed the distance between itself and Zheng Yuan, striking the ring of fire surrounding him.
The Fire River crumbled to pieces in an instant, while the Mist Finger, though damaged, remained undiminished until it landed on Zheng Yuan's back.
"Boom!"
Another deafening roar shook the air, causing the mist to dissipate. Zheng Yuan let out a scream and plummeted from the sky like a giant stone, crashing hard onto the ground where he lay motionless.
Having lost the support of the mist clouds, Ginger Cloud fell to the ground as well, standing beside Zheng Yuan. She looked down at him, a flicker of hesitation in her eyes before suddenly raising her hand. In her grasp was Fire Blaze Sword, which belonged to Zheng Yuan. With a fierce thrust, she aimed it at Zheng Yuan's throat!in charge of hosting the Heavenly Gate!"Leitian, a disciple of Lei Ji Tianzhu, is Lei Hao's senior brother and the master of the Heavenly Dao Thunder Realm, one of the three major thunder realms of Le...