836 Second Trial 155 (2/2)

The difference between two grades was no joke. A first grade expert could look down on third grade experts with complete impunity. Elder Conli losing his arm was the equivalent was losing more than 60% of his combat prowess.

In addition to this, energy path battle techniques relied on how many meridians you could circulate them through. Meaning, a lower-class technique required less activated meridians. This topic is actually quite complex, but the main point was that it was impossible to use even heaven class battle skills to their peak with 99 meridians. As for divine class battle techniques, to train them to their peak, it required 108 meridians.

With the loss of his arm, Elder Conli was basically restricted to using Earth class battle techniques.

This was without a doubt a devastating blow. Although it was possible to regrow an arm, the higher realm you reached, the higher the pill requirement was. For someone at the level of a half-step transcendent, even a normal Star level pill wouldn't work. With the limited power of the mysterious clans, even if Elder Conli sold all of his possessions, he still might not find a suitable pill.

”THIS DAMN ANGEL CLAN!!” Elder Conli looked like a mad man who had lost his mind. He flashed forward with such speed that had Dyon not been ready to teleport, even it might not have been fast enough.

Dyon completed coated his surroundings with dao level poison, however, Elder Conli was ready now. Before, the only reason it worked was because he hadn't thought to use his energy to protect himself. He had simply underestimated Dyon's ability to harm him, and he had suffered greatly!

”GIVE ME YOUR HEAD!!” Elder Conli was thoroughly enraged. His eyes bulged with a bloody redness. He was even more determined to steal Luna away, maybe only with her otherworldly means could he have a chance to have his arm back.

As Dyon flashed about, dodging the madman that was pursuing him, his mind was actually on something else entirely. In order to control these energies, it should have also taken mental energy, after using it for so long, he should have felt at least some signs of fatigue. So, why was he perfectly alright? In fact, he felt like he could go on forever. What was going on? Did draining his mental energy temper it as well?

What Dyon didn't know was that he was only half correct. Although his mental energy was tempered, there was also another much more important reason. In fact, if his nerves weren't so focused on dodging elder Conli and healing his body when it practically burst apart, he would have already noticed that just a few miles away, looking on as the battle raged on, was a violet eyed girl with heaven shaking beauty.

She sat at the edge of a valley so deep that the bottom couldn't be seen, but what could be felt was a wind so powerful that even a dao formation expert would be torn apart with a thought. This was the Angel Clan wind abyssal core!

Dyon would soon find out that the reason wielding all these energies took no effort on his part was because Luna was constantly pouring her will into his formation, making the once unruly energy completely docile and obedient.

Despite the fatigue on her face, she wiped her brow with a smile on her face. For the first time in her life, she felt good about something she had done.