Chapter 744: First Exchange With The Highgod Advancement List’s First Ranker (2/2)

Dodging the other party’s attack, Huang Xiaolong employed the Phantom Shadow martial ability, arriving in front of Wan Long in a split second. Then, the true immortal essence force in his dantian roared, his palm striking out at Wan Long’s torso.

Huang Xiaolong’s strike was purely his physical strength and his true immortal essence fire, without using any other skills.

The golden-white palm force cut through the vacuum created by the holy dark energy. Against Huang Xiaolong’s true immortal essence fire, the holy dark energy was reduced to nothing.

Wan Long closed his eyes by reflex, hurt by the blinding golden-white light from Huang Xiaolong’s palm. Startled, Wan Long forcefully twisted his body to one side, and with this twist, he vanished from the spot.

Huang Xiaolong’s palm landed on empty air where Wan Long was standing just a split second ago.

Space rippled and his palm left a clear handprint in space, as if the palmprint was a solid entity standing in the air, not dispersing.

Some distance away, Wan Long’s four companions paled significantly watching this. Only Highgod Realm masters that had comprehended God’s Law could preserve their attack in midair, not dispersing for a long time.

Yet this young man was obviously no Highgod Realm master. On top of that, Wan Long was actually forced to use his Greater Teleportation talisman?

This Greater Teleportation Talisman was something Wan Long found inside cave dwelling belonging to an ancient God. When the talisman was in effect, it allowed the owner to perform short distance Greater Teleportation. There were only five talismans in total, and each one was extremely precious. Wan Long didn’t even use this talisman when he recently faced a Highgod Realm master.

Yet, Wan Long used it now!

While the four were still in shock, Huang Xiaolong made an abrupt half-turn, striking a palm at a space behind him.

The golden-white palm force crossed the distance in an instant, exploding thunderously, as if it struck a target.

Wan Long’s figure flew out awkwardly from the void.

“You can actually detect where I was hiding?!” He was utterly shocked.

This Greater Teleportation Talisman could hide his presence for a full five minutes once used. During this time, any average First Order Highgod Realm master wouldn't be able to detect his location, yet this young man was able to tell exactly where he was hiding. It was clear to Wan Long that Huang Xiaolong’s attack was a random guess.

“In this world, nothing is absolute.” Huang Xiaolong sagely enlightened.

Ever since he refined that two-million-year-old Black Lotus, Huang Xiaolong’s eyes and ears obtained unique abilities, able to see through his surroundings. Not only in his immediate proximity, even if Wan Long had concealed himself in a space pocket several hundred li away, Huang Xiaolong could still see him.

Ignoring the shock on Wan Long’s face, Huang Xiaolong used Space Concealment this time, vanishing from the spot just like Wan Long earlier. When he appeared, he was right in front of Wan Long.

Huang Xiaolong’s fists had punched out toward his chest.

Wan Long became ashen, shouting in panic, “Dark Radiance Thistle Boundary!” Brutality glinted in his eyes, and his fists punched out to counter Huang Xiaolong’s fists. Holy dark energy burst out from his left hand, whereas in his right hand were bright spheres of light force.

The two opposing forces merged together as they attacked Huang Xiaolong, expanding in size and forming an enchantment around Huang Xiaolong, sealing him inside.

Huang Xiaolong’s fists struck the wall of the Dark Radiance Thistle Boundary enchantment.

Wan Long watched dazedly as his most powerful defense, the Dark Radiance Thistle Boundary that could trap a Highgod Realm master for a good while, was incinerated under Huang Xiaolong’s golden-white fists.

Huang Xiaolong’s fists continued onward, flying toward Wan Long.

“Holy Dark Armor!” Unable to dodge in time, Wan Long summoned his Holy Dark Armor. Dark force wound around his body, protecting him entirely.

At the front of Wan Long’s armor was an emblem of a wrathful ghost that seemed alive, baring its fangs.

Huang Xiaolong’s fists landed exactly on the fangs baring ghost emblem.

Wan Long felt his body shake violently and was knocked backwards into the air.