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Chapter 401 - Fiery Flames of the Falling Sun
”I am from the Profound Peak, and pay my respects to Brother Tang Huan.” After he finished speaking, the Tian Clan man's eyes turned and his gaze landed on Tang Huan. He cupped his hands and smiled, ”The great reputation of Brother Tang Huan, is clear to hear even within the 'Ashen Feather Secret Realm' of my Tian Clan.”
”Brother Tang Huan has always been far ahead on this golden altar, causing this lowly one to be unable to catch up to him. However, Brother Tang Huan must hurry up, if I accidentally let me pass through the ninth floor first, that would be too embarrassing. ”
As he finished speaking, Xuan Feng laughed out loud again, but there was a hint of provocation between his brows.
”There's no need to be embarrassed, because you won't have the chance.” Tang Huan sized up Xuan Feng, the corner of his mouth slightly lifted, as he lightly smiled.
”Uh, is that so? That's hard to say! ” The smile on Xuan Feng's face stiffened and he curled his lips in an instant. He lifted his hand to press down on a golden figure on the opposite wall.
”Buzz!”
Seeing that, Tang Huan also extended his hand out calmly. After a moment, a trembling sound came out, and a dense golden light quickly enveloped Tang Huan's body.
Tang Huan, who had once again entered the illusory space, did not have the slightest hint of nervousness or panic.
In between mind instructs (in a second), Tang Huan had already activated both the ”Nine Yang Divine Furnace” and ”Five Colors Spiritual Pills” to their limits. Inside the spirit pellet, the five elements circulated and a strange undulation spread outwards, in the next moment, Tang Huan's soul seemed to be pulled, and also started to fluctuate rapidly, harmonizing with the spirit pellet.
After he had advanced to Stage Nine Martial Saint, there seemed to be a strange connection between his soul and the spirit pellets. If he wanted to condense a strong aura, his soul and the spirit pellets had to work together.
According to Tang Huan's judgement, Yu Feiyan should have already comprehended the ”Force” long ago. Only at the foot of the Luo Fu Saint Mountain that day could he suppress the many experts of the Demon Clan to the point that they didn't dare to move. And with this realization, the biggest obstacle between the eighth stage Martial Lord and the eighth stage Stage Nine Martial Saint had been completely eliminated.
”Hu!”
After a split second, a majestic aura that seemed to have condensed substance gushed out of Tang Huan's body like a volcano eruption, an extremely terrifying pressure immediately emerged. But at the same time, the opposing Stage Nine Golden Man also released a tyrannical imposing aura and pressure. Clang clang clang clang clang.
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It was as if two monstrous waves had smashed into each other. Amidst the earth-shaking sounds, the space distorted rapidly, as if even this illusory space was about to be shattered.
After going through hundreds of failures, he was finally able to fight back with his potential.
To be able to resist the imposing aura and coercion of the Stage Nine Golden Man, when Tang Huan fought him, he no longer felt restricted by his limbs, and it was as if there was a shackle on his body. Right now, Tang Huan and the Stage Nine Golden Man were already standing at the same height.
He could finally have a hearty battle.
”Take it!”
Tang Huan laughed out loud, the Dragon and Phoenix Lance in his hands had already roared out, causing heat to surge within him.
… ….
9th level of the Golden Altar.
”Buzz!”