Shi Lang was cultivating and restoring his spirit energy to the maximum level, because he knew that the opponent against him was not going to hold back and if he was careless, he could die.
Tsuu Ching was the last hurdle he had to face, and the man had told him before everyone that he would not hold back. Although an Immortal God, did not want to attack him actively, but facing his pressure alone would be scary.
Shi Lang was not afraid, but he had no idea how strong Tsuu Ching was, or what he should do to survive the battle. This was not going to be easy for him. Hou Bing shared a wisp of her spiritual presence with him and she said, "You know how strong the pressure of an Immortal God is?"
Shi Lang shook his head and asked, "How different would it be if I say that I have faced an Immortal God's spirit phantom?"
Hou Bing replied, "Oh, I am surprised you did. Well, given a rough estimate, Tsuu Ching should be ten times stronger than the spirit phantom you faced."
Shi Lang pinched his chin and said, "What if I get ten people to train me a bit better?"
Hou Bing chuckled and asked, "Do you have the time for that, and where are you going to get then people as strong as an Immortal God? Do you not know the path to god plain had been blocked?"
Shi Lang nodded and replied, "I do have an idea about the path being blocked. However, let me take you to a place where I can train."
Hou Bing asked, "What about allure?"
The Terran replied, "Umm, she can wait here, can you tell her to hold the fort?"
He pricked his finger and splashed two drops of blood on the ground. Two clones appeared before him, one looked similar to him but the other was a small blue bird. Hou Bing asked, "You don't want to let these people know where you are going?"
Shi Lang nodded and replied, "Indeed, can you please leave your spiritual wisp on the puppet."
Hou Bing nodded and left her spiritual wisp on the blue bird. Sure enough, the next moment she was surprised to that she could not tell difference between her real body and the clone.
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A few disciples stood inside the Inheritance palace, they were all the winners of the tri-sect competition and were given the chance to come over and seek an inheritance. They had no idea if they would be able to get acknowledgement from the seniors here and were pretty nervous.
A disciple from the Dragon Sword Sect said, "I cannot imagine that three of our predecessors managed to bring out such a wonderland from the battle field of gods."
Tsuu Ching said, "The rules are simple, you would have to withstand my pressure for one minute. Or you have another choice, you can face one of my attacks. I promise that I would not kill you."
Shi Lang clicked his tongue and said, "Did you come here to chatter? Get started and get it over with, I have urgent things to do back home."
The people shook their heads. In their eyes, Shi Lang was just provoking the monarch and he would lose the very next moment.
Elder Kylo-Jan was the referee and he said, "Begin!"
Tsuu Ching emitted his pressure and it all fell down on Shi Lang's shoulder. The Terran replied by emitting his own spiritual pressure. The impact was miniscule, but it helped him tackle the situation.
His feet were already two inches deep in the ground and he could tell that Tsuu Ching was not yet serious. This was just ten percent of his power. Shi Lang realized that he was a fool for holding back. Now that he understood the despairing gap between an Immortal Sovereign and an Immortal God, his forehead was covered with sweat and he radiated a strong sword intent as well.
Tsuu Ching raised his brow and said, "Sword intent? That is a good way of countering me, but is it not too late?"
Shi Lang was sinking one inch at a time as the pressure began to hit him right over the shoulders. The entire place was so tense that even the crowd did not dare to take a deep breath. Shi Lang felt stifled. It was as if he could not breath at all.
The pressure was truly as overwhelming as he had imagined and experienced in the inheritance palace. He released the sword intent in waves, and it gave him some relief. However, it was still not enough for him to catch a break.
Tsuu Ching even teased him, "You can tap the ground three times if you want to quit. No one will make fun of you. You lasted three seconds."
Shi Lang clenched his fists as his body became heavier with the passing time. He spoke in a grungy voice, "You need to stop getting cocky, Xiao Ching."
He closed his eyes and channeled his spiritual energy inside his body at a rapid pace. He was enforcing his body to bear the pressure. His bones may have been transformed into ice jade. He was angry, on his weakness, the rage was building up in his heart.
Shi Lang stood on the ground for what seemed to be an eternity, but in reality it has been just thirty seconds. Read the full story on m-vl-em-py-r
The people outside the barrier were really dazed. They did not expect this outsider to have the talent to with stand the pressure of the Eternal Sovereign. Kylo-Jan announced in a sonorous voice, "Half the time is finished."
Shi Lang raised his head with difficulty, and looked at Tsuu Ching with a gaze that scared him. He said, "Shura Slays The Dragon."
Raksha appeared in his hand as he slashed at the eternal sovereign.