Chapter 1486: Purple Wind Lightning Physique
Chapter 1486: Purple Wind Lightning Physique
Of the three, Nangong Ao had the highest cultivation level—late-stage Great Saint Realm. Liu Qingchen came in second as a mid-sage Great Saint. Finally, third was Zhong Ding, who was an initial-stage Great Saint.
All three were kings among Saints. Their combat strength couldn’t be measured with just their cultivation level. Not only had they killed Great Saints before, but they had even battled pseudo-Gods.
Anyone whose cultivation had the word “God” in it would be far stronger than a Great Saint. Thus, one could imagine just how strong the three were. One ought to know that in the pseudo-God Realm, there were nine minor stages. Only after completing all nine minor stages would one become a true God.
Xiang Shaoyun’s current pseudo-god body was only at the third minor stage. He was still very far away from having a true god body.
The three did not seem affected by Xiang Shaoyun’s arrogant words. They were all prideful young geniuses. They wouldn’t feel any sense of accomplishment if they joined hands to defeat Xiang Shaoyun. In any case, they were here for Devil Concubine, and joining hands to defeat their competitor wasn’t acceptable.
Nangong Ao stepped onto the ring proudly. As he lightly flicked his purple hair, he smiled and said, “Xiang Shaoyun, you’re very strong. Even after seven fights, you have yet to show your true strength. I’ll give you an hour to recover your strength. Both of us will fight fair and square, and you will have no excuses for your defeat.”
Xiang Shaoyun narrowed his eyes and said, “There’s no need for that. I only need one move to defeat you.”
When facing Nangong Ao, a familiar face would appear in his mind, causing his killing intent to rise. Why would he develop killing intent for Nangong Ao even though this was their first time meeting each other? The reason was that the Nangong Clan was one of the organizations that had joined hands against the Xiang Clan in his previous life.
Once, eight major organizations had joined hands against the Xiang Clan, which had been akin to a rising sun at the time. Xiang Dingtian hadn’t even invaded their territories and had only started his conquest in the Western Desert. Because the eight organizations had developed some relationships with some smaller organizations in the Western Desert, the Xiang Clan’s growth would threaten them. Thus, the eight organizations had worked together to suppress the Xiang Clan.
Apart from the Nangong Clan, the other seven organizations were no weaker than them. Thus, Xiang Shaoyun wasn’t planning to show Nangong Ao any respect and was prepared to defeat him with one move.
“Haha. Truly arrogant. I, Nangong Ao, have killed even pseudo-Gods before. Who are you to defeat me with one move? Bring it on. You will be the one to suffer defeat,” said Nangong Ao, howling with laughter. Ruthlessness flickered in his eyes as he thought, Since he’s so arrogant, I’ll break both his legs!
A purple aura started rising from his body, and lightning currents started spiraling around him. Traces of a grey radiance could be seen amid the lightning currents, making them look rather unusual.
Someone with good eyesight exclaimed in alarm, “Is the lightning around Young Master Nangong the legendary purple wind lightning?”
“Are you sure? Purple wind lightning is a god-grade lightning. Not even a God can easily refine it. Young Master Nangong isn’t even in the God Realm yet.”
“What do you know? It is rumored that during Young Master Nangong’s birth, he had attracted purple wind lightning into his body, forming a rarely seen Purple Wind Lightning Physique, which is even more powerful than the Innate Lightning Physique. With his physique, he has an incredible cultivation speed far surpassing his peers.”
“Purple Wind Lightning Physique? Such a physique exists? No wonder he’s so strong.”
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In the dominion, apart from the innate elemental physiques, there were also many other bizarre physiques. These physiques were no weaker than the innate elemental physiques, and some were even stronger. The Purple Wind Lightning Physique was one such physique. It granted its owner an innate affinity to the wind and lightning energies.
It could also enhance one’s cultivation speed and grant one an impressive combat strength. As a late-stage Great Saint, Nangong Ao had forged his physique to perfection. As the battle began, he pointed at Xiang Shaoyun with his finger.
Wind Lightning Finger!
With one jab, the weather changed. Terrifying purple wind and lightning appeared in the sky and shot toward Xiang Shaoyun. This casual jab by Nangong Ao had unleashed a might comparable to an attack from a Great Saint.
The attack arrived swiftly. A regular Great Saint would have no way of avoiding it. Fortunately, Xiang Shaoyun had an incredible reaction time. Right as the attack was about to reach him, he turned into a phantom and avoided it.
“Have a taste of my wind and lightning attack,” said Xiang Shaoyun as he charged forth.
Wind and Lightning!
Instantly, lightning bolts rained from the sky, and a storm raged. Nangong Ao was completely submerged in the storm. Xiang Shaoyun attacked with all his strength; he was serious when he said that he would defeat Nangong Ao with one move. The two energies worked together to unleash an attack comparable to an attack from a peak Great Saint.
“Powers of wind and lightning as well? That’s not enough to defeat me,” declared Nangong Ao arrogantly. With a roar, he pointed his finger at Xiang Shaoyun yet again.
A finger of wind and lightning shot forward. This attack was even stronger than the previous attack, reaching a level where even a first stage pseudo-God would have a hard time dealing with it. Two attacks collided, creating a massive mess on the ring. The destruction unleashed by these attacks had gone beyond the level of all the previous fights.
“You think you can defeat me with one move with only this? Dream on!” said Nangong Ao with disdain.
But when he was about to continue to attack, he found that Xiang Shaoyun had vanished. At the same time, a stifling sensation appeared behind him. He reacted rapidly and tried moving away, but with the suppression of Xiang Shaoyun’s pseudo-god soul, he turned sluggish for a moment.
Xiang Shaoyun took the chance to grab Nangong Ao’s nape, powering his hand with primal inception energy. The domineering power completely sealed all of Nangong Ao’s strength as Xiang Shaoyun slammed Nangong Ao into the ground.
A muffled thud resounded as Nangong Ao’s face was rubbed against the ground. Blood started flowing out of his nose and mouth, making him look incredibly miserable. Who would have imagined that a Great Saint with the Purple Wind Lightning Physique would be defeated so badly by a third-stage Heaven Battling Realm cultivator?