798: The Battle of Wind and Thunder

"Fellow Daoist Feng Ling, I have long heard of your great name."

"You flatter me, I don't deserve such praise."

"..."

While Mo Xuan and Immortal Feng Ling were conversing,

atop the green leaf, the woman in green following behind Immortal Feng Ling quietly raised her head a little, stealing a glance ahead.

She had already been informed via sound transmission by her Master, Immortal Feng Ling,

that the one they encountered was an existence far beyond her Master.

This made her somewhat curious.

The woman in green appeared to be only in her twenties, with a spirited and pretty appearance.

As she was quietly observing Mo Xuan, the woman in green suddenly noticed a woman in purple sitting cross-legged atop the giant snake's head.

Judging by her appearance, she seemed even slightly younger than herself.

However, her strength was extremely remarkable.

To be so bold... the woman in green clicked her tongue inwardly; that young woman must be a junior Disciple that existence held in high regard.

She was likely similar to herself.

Yet, she wouldn't dare sit on her Master's head.

The woman in green's thoughts were fluttering,

when she suddenly realized the woman in purple had already stood up, her body floating as she looked over toward her.

Zhou Xiutong watched from afar, feeling the gaze from Immortal Feng Ling's Disciple.

She couldn't help but feel a surge of competitive interest.

A Personal Disciple of a Heavenly Venerate.

Their talent and strength should be quite extraordinary.

It was the perfect chance to test the fruits of her recent insights.

Zhou Xiutong quietly sent a sound transmission to Mo Xuan.

"Oh?"

Mo Xuan hadn't intended to converse much longer with Immortal Feng Ling.

However, since Zhou Xiutong was interested, it wouldn't hurt to watch.

"Fellow Daoist, I see your Disciple is young yet possesses impressive cultivation. Why not have her exchange pointers with this junior of my clan?"

Mo Xuan nodded slightly and asked Immortal Feng Ling.

"This..."

Immortal Feng Ling hesitated for a moment.

He certainly didn't want to offend this person.

But a spar would inevitably result in a winner and a loser.

His Disciple had exceptional talent and possessed a Special Wind-Attribute Spirit Body.

She was perfectly suited for his Daoist methods.

If she won this spar,

he wondered if it would sour the other party's mood.

After all, to be brought along by such an existence, she must be a Disciple he valued immensely.

If he didn't agree... "Revered Master, I agree."

While Immortal Feng Ling was hesitating, Feng Yao quietly sent a sound transmission.

"Then, you must be careful to show restraint."

Immortal Feng Ling steadied himself. It would likely be even worse to refuse this existence's Face upon their first meeting, so he could only caution Feng Yao before bowing to Mo Xuan again.

"Senior is sending a junior to guide my unworthy Disciple; this humble one is deeply grateful."

Immortal Feng Ling maintained an extremely humble posture.

Mo Xuan nodded, not engaging in too many pleasantries.

Given his current strength and status, excessive politeness would only make Immortal Feng Ling feel uneasy.

Immortal Feng Ling steered the green leaf beneath his feet to a distance beside Mo Xuan.

He looked toward the two young women standing opposite each other.

"Zhou Xiutong of the Zhou Family, greetings, Fellow Daoist."

Zhou Xiutong was eager to start.

"Feng Yao, greetings, Fellow Daoist."

Feng Yao was calculating her Revered Master's repeated warnings in her mind, pondering how much strength she should use.

She was already at the Void Refinement Late-stage.

Possessing a special wind spirit body, her cultivation in the Great Dao of Wind was extremely smooth.

Even in other Great Worlds, she would be considered a powerhouse or an overlord.

Naturally, she was full of confidence.

"Fellow Daoist, please."

As soon as Zhou Xiutong's words fell,

her body turned into a flash of light, appearing before Feng Yao in an instant.

A palm print covered in purple-gold lightning struck toward her.

So fast! Feng Yao's heart jolted.

Her body turned into a breeze, dodging the strike in a mysterious fashion.

Her expression instantly became much more serious.

As expected of a lightning method; its speed was incredible.

Seeing Feng Yao dodge her palm,

Zhou Xiutong wasn't surprised; this was merely a probing strike.

Boom!

Zhou Xiutong turned into a bolt of lightning again, pressing toward Feng Yao.

A streak of lightning and a wisp of breeze flickered and leaped continuously within the Void Realm.

The lightning was fierce, while the breeze was agile.

Both paths excelled in speed,

but their points of emphasis were different.

Boom!

In the Void Realm, the two continuously attacked, defended, and evaded, leaving behind trails of afterimages.

Thunder roared in the void.

The breeze swayed in the void.

In a short amount of time,

the two had exchanged several moves.

Feng Yao began to feel a secret bitterness in her heart.

This lightning was too overbearing.

Every time they clashed, at the moment of contact, the lightning method would pierce through her defense, causing her to suffer minor setbacks.

Her wind aura, however, was unable to break through the lightning-covered defense.

In the past, she used her speed, lightness, and agile movement to entangle opponents, even if her attacks were slightly weaker.

But those opponents usually couldn't keep up with her.

Their Divine Abilities were often dodged by her.

Thus, she frequently held the upper hand.

Today, however, she had encountered a Cultivator with such profound lightning methods.

Her speed was not inferior to hers, her attacks were even more fierce and overbearing, and even her defense was a level higher.

If things continued like this, she might wear herself out.

Clear Wind Sword!

Feng Yao's figure shifted, dodging the incoming spear of lightning.

In her hand, she held a green precious sword.

The sword was inlaid with gems, all of which were precious wind-attribute materials.

"Finally getting serious?"

Zhou Xiutong's figure manifested from the lightning; seeing the longsword appear, she felt a slight joy in her heart.

Thump!

Two massive Purple-Gold Hammers appeared in Zhou Xiutong's hands.

The Purple-Gold Hammers radiated treasure light and were densely covered in lightning.

As the twin hammers struck each other, the sound was as grand as a thunderclap, releasing a powerful might.

*Hiss!*

Zhou Xiutong's Magic Treasure made Feng Yao's eye twitch, and she immediately felt that things were going poorly.

However, Zhou Xiutong didn't think much of it.

Wielding the Purple-Gold Hammers, she vanished from her spot and appeared above Feng Yao.

These massive Purple-Gold Hammers not only didn't slow Zhou Xiutong down, but they also seemed to make her a level faster.

This move caught Feng Yao completely off guard.

Boom!

The twin hammers smashed down with immense weight, and lightning exploded.

Feng Yao raised her sword to parry.

Thud!

A massive boom echoed from the collision of the two weapons.

Feng Yao felt her thumb and forefinger go numb, her grip on the sword became unsteady, and her body was struck by a massive force, falling toward the void below.

With just this one strike, Feng Yao fell into a disadvantage.

Zhou Xiutong took advantage of the momentum to pursue.

The twin hammers swung.

Electric light filled the void.

Forcing Feng Yao to focus solely on dodging, with no chance to counterattack.

"It seems I worried too much..."

Watching from afar, Immortal Feng Ling felt relieved, yet also somewhat pained.

With his strength, he could naturally tell at a glance that Zhou Xiutong was still quite young.

Yet she could suppress and pummel his beloved Disciple.

A taboo existence is indeed a taboo existence.

Even the Disciples they nurture are so formidable.

Immortal Feng Ling watched the battle silently.

"I admit defeat, I admit defeat."

Finally, Feng Yao couldn't hold on any longer.

This series of fierce attacks was more than she could handle.

Moreover, it was just a spar, so those taboo Divine Abilities and treasures couldn't be used.

If they continued, she would only lose more embarrassingly.

Hearing this, Zhou Xiutong's figure came to a halt, feeling a bit unsatisfied.

Through her recent insights, her every movement and every strike had become more powerful.

Her application and control of lightning methods had deepened by another step.

The trip was well worth it.

The two separated, returning to Mo Xuan and Immortal Feng Ling respectively.

"A meeting is a form of fate; I shall gift you this dharma seal."

In the void, a wind rose from nowhere, condensing into a complex and profound Dharma Seal of Wind, which descended from the sky and landed before Feng Yao.

By the time the dharma seal landed, Mo Xuan had already taken Zhou Xiutong and left the area.

"Hurry and thank the Senior for the gift of the technique!"

Immortal Feng Ling urged hurriedly.

"Thank you, Senior!"

Feng Ling and Feng Yao bowed in gratitude toward the direction where Mo Xuan had departed.