Phi-Fic Chapter 5198 What exactly is the reason?
Chapter 5198 What exactly is the reason?
Chapter 5198 What exactly is the reason?
Xiao Yan looked around abruptly and found himself back on the platform. The chaotic battlefield receded like shattered glass.
His first instinct was to raise his head again and look up at the top of his head to see if the chaotic energy was still there.
The deadly poison in his body completely disappeared as the battle ended, and his condition instantly returned to its peak.
Looking at the surging chaotic energy, the number of things suspended there is the final verdict.
Will the withered figure withstand Xiao Yan's Thunderfire Lotus, or will he be poisoned to death? In this final desperate battle, who will ultimately prevail?
Who survived the chaotic battlefield, and to whom did victory or defeat belong?
Xiao Yan felt a little nervous. After all, hundreds of strands of chaotic energy were hard-won, and he didn't want to be defeated so easily, especially since his opponent was only at the fourth level of the Transcendent Realm.
Regardless of the outcome of this battle, it served as a wake-up call for Xiao Yan, making him realize that although the Primordial God clone was powerful and gave him an immortal body, its weaknesses were too fatal.
The poison pill inside his body, which could absorb toxins, was somewhat helpful, but it was still insufficient against the most powerful poison cultivators.
A moment later, the chaotic energy above Xiao Yan's head suddenly began to churn and then continuously converged.
The 112 streams of chaotic energy did not dissipate; instead, they began to grow upwards, converging at an increasingly rapid pace, with the number constantly jumping and increasing.
As the number increased, the chaotic energy multiplied, eventually reaching 1,300 strands of chaotic energy!
When Xiao Yan saw this number, he was both surprised and delighted. Although he knew that he would receive so much Chaos Qi after the victory, he was still shocked by the number.
However, in Xiao Yan's opinion, there was an element of luck involved in winning this battle. If it weren't for the fact that it was in the Chaos Battlefield, where any injury could be healed after a victory, he would have perished along with the enemy.
"Although I have always known that poison poses a great threat to the physical body of Genshin Impact, I never thought it could force me to this point."
"If the opponent is a fifth-level Emperor Heart Realm poison cultivator, there is absolutely no chance of victory."
"In this chaotic war of gods, the chaotic energy obtained is insignificant. What is more valuable than that is the combat experience. Being able to fight against different top experts allows one to discover one's own weaknesses, and only in this way can one become stronger and stronger!"
Xiao Yan suddenly realized that he had to re-examine this weakness of his and find a way to deal with it.
After winning this battle, with 1,300 streams of chaotic energy, Xiao Yan's ranking rose again to 8,500, an improvement of over 1,000 places.
There was still no shadowy figure on the platform for Xiao Yan to choose from; he remained the one being chosen. This feeling was actually quite uncomfortable, and even made Xiao Yan feel somewhat heavy-hearted, not knowing what kind of enemy he would face.
The sense of the unknown made Xiao Yan slightly nervous, but also somewhat excited.
"So far, although the opponents I've faced have been formidable, the ultimate victory still belongs to me. I just don't know how much further I can climb with my current strength."
Xiao Yan remained calm and patient, waiting quietly.
Meanwhile, the main body was participating in the Chaos God War in the Mountain and Sea World, while the avatar in the Nine Heavens God Realm did not stop and continued to search everywhere.
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Within the Nine Heavens Divine Realm, the sheer number of powerful beings astonished Xiao Yan. Moreover, the structure of this world was completely different, consisting of nine layers: the Lower Three Realms, the Middle Three Realms, and the Upper Three Realms.
Xiao Yan resides in the Upper Three Realms, a place where powerful beings gather. After traveling through many worlds, the Nine Heavens Divine Realm can be considered the strongest world he has ever seen.
No wonder he was able to become the leader of the Nine Realms.
Just as Xiao Yan was moving through it, the sword energy swept over him and instantly enveloped him, rendering him unable to move.
He felt the chilling aura of the sword and the mark etched on his soul, which stunned him and left him rooted to the spot.
"What, you still dare to defy my Sword Slave Seal!" A cold voice rang out, the sword energy receded, and he stood on the divine sword, his gaze as sharp as lightning locked onto Xiao Yan.
It was none other than the Nine Yang Celestial Venerable, Hua Can!
Hua Can approached Xiao Yan, his sharp gaze sweeping over Xiao Yan from head to toe, as if trying to see through him inside and out.
"You have a familiar aura about you. Where is Ding Mo?!"
Xiao Yan's heart skipped a beat. He hadn't expected that Hua Can could sense the aura that his true self had unleashed in the Chaos Battlefield.
"I am unaware of what the Celestial Venerable said." Xiao Yan slightly clasped his hands in a fist salute, offering no further explanation.
Hua Can narrowed his eyes slightly. How could his perception be wrong? Yet, it did indeed disappear when he got close to Xiao Yan.
He didn't trust Xiao Yan, so he slowly raised his fingertip, and a condensed soul force pointed directly at his brow.
Soul search!
He intended to search Xiao Yan's soul, which caused Xiao Yan to frown slightly, and he immediately exuded a frenzied aura.
"If the Celestial Venerable insists on forcibly searching my soul, I will immediately self-destruct, burning everything in my path. I'd rather not have this primordial spirit body."
"My identity is something the Celestial Venerable should know. Whatever your intentions, I advise you to leave yourself a way out."
Xiao Yan's voice was neither humble nor arrogant. He straightened his posture and looked coldly at Hua Can. In that instant, their auras seemed to be evenly matched.
Hua Can's eyes flashed with cold light as he stared at Xiao Yan. He sensed that the violent and pure destructive power within Xiao Yan was not just a bluff.
Hua Can's gaze toward Xiao Yan underwent a subtle change. Although he didn't say much, he seemed to understand everything.
Hua Can knew that Xiao Yan was capable of refining the Yin-Yang Mother-Child Pill, so his daring to say such a thing was telling him that this was just a clone, and that it was no big deal if it died.
But doing so would completely offend him, and even more so, offend Shenxi's superior.
"Never mind, perhaps my perception is wrong. Let's enjoy our time in this Jade Capital."
Hua Can turned around with a flick of his sleeve, and slowly flew above Baiyujing on his divine sword. Wherever he passed, shouts rang out. On the surface, he seemed indifferent, but in reality, he looked like he was enjoying the feeling.
Otherwise, with Hua Can's strength, he could go anywhere with just a thought, without having to stand on the divine sword and act like a sword immortal.
Xiao Yan withdrew his gaze, his brows furrowing slightly. Hua Can must have had other purposes in bringing him here, and it was almost certain that it was related to the Primordial God Clan.
Xiao Yan cautiously explored the White Jade Capital. This world was magnificent, with jade palaces and celestial aura.
The entire Baiyujing is essentially a giant cage woven from sword intent, imprisoning powerful individuals!
Most of these people, like myself, were probably "collectibles" forcibly "invited" or captured by Hua Can through various means.
Xiao Yan tried to use his soul power to break through the Sword Slave Mark, but found that it could not be eradicated. Hua Can's swordsmanship was unfathomable, and it was extremely difficult to escape.
"Hua Can brought me here not to take my life, but for what purpose?!"
As he pondered, Xiao Yan continued to wander, his soul power sweeping across the area, and soon his eyes widened in shock.
The familiar aura and blood flowed through him, exactly the same as the original god bloodline flowing through his body.
A figure, dressed in rags and emaciated, was bound by golden shackles covered in sword marks—the traces of countless struggles and resistance from the captive.