Chapter 851: Chapter One Hundred Forty-Five: Trap

After obtaining the figures, Tang Luo rested for an entire day in the mountains. That day, he just lay in the cave, staring at the flickering candlelight, lost in thought. Thinking about the escalating difficulty of future derivations, he felt a profound discomfort throughout his body. Even with a shortcut found, becoming invincible didn’t seem like a smooth journey. Just like all other paths, whether fast or slow, the same principle applied: the beginning was hard, the middle was hard, the end was hard, and it only got harder!

Despite this, compared to his past cultivation, which relied on low talent and seemed like a dead-end, this method’s efficiency had still improved by more than tenfold. Otherwise, the Luo Demon King, who could subdue rivers and mountains with his fists today, wouldn’t exist.

The Thunder Dragon Mysterious Serpent Phantom wrapped around the fierce fist winds roared across the sky, each strike incorporating the three rigid forces: smashing, pushing, and shaking. He struck back dozens of times in a single breath, every attack as such, its power no less than that of a low-grade Spirit Art. Hundreds and thousands roared their way towards him, and even top-notch Martial Ancestors wouldn’t dare to take it lightly.

But Luo QingChi, after all, was a martial arts grandmaster who had cultivated on Martial Saint Mountain since childhood. What surprised him was Tang Luo’s expertise in body arts, not the power of the body arts themselves. If fist winds could cause him to panic, that would be a joke.

Tang Luo kept throwing punches continuously, seemingly never growing tired, yet the fist winds, onto which he pinned such great hopes, didn’t even touch Luo QingChi’s clothes. It was as if the air-piercing force aimed at the opponent’s major acupoints was always off-target. Every straight line turned into a curve, every curve turned into a turn, perfectly avoiding Luo QingChi’s position.

“Have you had enough of making a scene? Time to stop!”

QingChi stretched out his right palm and opened his five fingers, the Five-Color Divine Light intertwining above. The sky trembled violently, the originally mixed Primary Qi suddenly purified. Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth—the Five Elements’ Primary

into a Tianhua water curtain in an attempt to resist, but it was shattered by the vibrating Five Elements’ force. The killing array moved again, the Five-Color Divine Light burst forth, completely obliterating the tough and powerful Xuanwu Faziang, and trapping Tang

Luo was not one to be bound without a fight. Perhaps a normal person would find

all laws under heaven. To resist, one would have to overpower it with force, but obviously, he didn’t need to waste a significant

the balance among the five types of Spiritual

Wood, North’s Yun Kan Qi as

Thus, the moment he became trapped, he immediately began to manipulate the

wood and it cooperates with the unique swiftness of thunder, merely tearing a small opening in the Five Elements Primary

a short amount of time, Tang Luo was quite pleased with himself. A Grandmaster from Martial Saint Mountain had deigned to stand in his way, surely never anticipating the possibility of the formation being broken. Once Tang Luo achieved this, his opponent would undoubtedly be shocked and dismayed, thus affording the Xiao

QingChi, of course, did not know of Tang Luo’s internal musings, but he did observe the countermeasure that the other was employing. Unexpectantly, he neither interfered with Tang Luo’s actions nor prevented him from creating an

Thunder injected, Tang Luo accomplished his feat, eager to witness the shattering of the killing formation.

“This is impossible!”

to be flaws are often just traps set for the opponent. Because they are conspicuous, you will follow and think in that direction. An opponent whose

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