77: Cultural differences

After Yang Jian and Anubis fought for dozens of rounds in mid-air, Anubis already knew that he was no match for Yang Jian in close-quarters combat.

However, this guy started to play evasively with Yang Jian, becoming cunning!

Often, when Yang Jian's blade light swept through, striking at Anubis, he would suddenly find that the blade light flew directly past Anubis's side.

The tip of the blade thrust out, clearly aimed at Anubis's throat, but with a sudden crisp clang, it struck Anubis's scimitar.

After making such errors several times in a row, Yang Jian's heart stirred. He quietly released Howling Celestial Dog, commanding him to bite Anubis's backside, while he himself closed his eyes, relying on sound to pinpoint the location, and delivered a horizontal slash towards his head.

Whoosh, hiss!

The Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade stopped by Howling Celestial Dog's ear, leaving the big dog completely bewildered.

He opened his mouth to bite someone but unexpectedly bit empty air. Due to biting too hard, his sharp teeth ached. Just as he recovered, he was met with such a terrifying fright: "Master, are you planning to eat dog meat?"

Yang Jian suddenly opened his eyes, slowly retracted his blade, and went to Howling Celestial Dog's side, gently stroking his head as a sign of comfort. He then turned to look at Anubis, narrowing his eyes slightly and saying, "So that's it. Your ability is to alter people's senses, isn't it! Whether it's hearing, smell, sight, or taste, you cause our senses to deviate significantly, which is why I couldn't hit you, right?"

Anubis was startled, "You figured out the trick so quickly. As expected of the Three Realms' foremost God of War!"

Yang Jian caught some information and frowned, "You, an otherworldly god, understand my identity so well? Did your Great Leader tell you this as well?"

"I haven't met the Great Leader; only the Great Leader and the Twelve Golden have met him!"

Anubis laughed, "However, our Great Leader is incredibly knowledgeable. He knows almost all the gods in your world like the back of his hand!"

Yang Jian pondered for a moment, then said, "It seems some matters will require Sanzang to question you..."

With that, Yang Jian attacked Anubis again. This time, Howling Celestial Dog was also assisting, but they still returned without success. Their senses were still being misled by Anubis.

"Don't make futile resistance. Within the range of my ability, your perception will never be able to harm me in the slightest!"

Anubis's voice came from behind Yang Jian, but he himself seemed to be standing directly in front of Yang Jian.

Swish!

The blade, carrying a strong Death Qi, almost grazed Yang Jian's chest as it slashed down, tearing the front of his battle robe into two pieces. Yang Jian recoiled with lingering fear, narrowing his eyes slightly, and said, "No wonder you claim to represent death. The heavy Death Qi on this blade is indeed unsettling, but you don't quite understand our world... How should I put it? As Sanzang once said, this is a 'cultural difference leading to a difference in thinking'!"

Anubis frowned slightly, "I don't have time to discuss this with you. Are you willing to die by my blade, or surrender? Just get it over with!"

"Sorry, I've never had the habit of surrendering!" Yang Jian shook his head and said, "Moreover, there are too many wonderful things in this world, and I don't want to die, so I can only ask you, the god of death, to die instead!"

Buzz!

An unparalleled golden light suddenly erupted from Yang Jian's body. As the Eight Nine Arcane Art unfolded, a silver-white battle armor also appeared outside his battle robe. This unparalleled Aura was Yang Jian's true strength!

"Hmm? You were still hiding your strength? But it's useless, no matter how strong you are, you can't harm me in the slightest..."

Before he finished speaking, Anubis suddenly felt a strong gust of wind rush directly towards him, almost striking him in the face.

However, Anubis was also a seasoned warrior, having led Hell legions in countless campaigns, making him a formidable opponent. Thus, his martial arts were not weak. With a swing of his scimitar, it transformed into a dark, black halo, instantly blocking Yang Jian's blade light.

Yet, in that instant, Yang Jian had already charged forward, delivering another slash.

Anubis scoffed, waving his left hand lightly, and Yang Jian's blade already passed along his shoulder, slashing diagonally downwards.

"Hehe, no matter how many times you try, it'll be the same... Uh... What's going on?"

Anubis was suddenly startled, the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade had returned, cutting diagonally upwards, heading straight for his neck!

Buzz!

The scimitar vibrated, barely blocking the strike, but it also sent him flying dozens of meters backward. However, at this moment, Yang Jian pursued him like a shadow, his long blade heading directly for his cheek.

"No, this isn't right, how could this be happening? My ability is still active, but... why can he so accurately find my true body?"

Anubis was certain that his perception-disrupting ability was still working, because Yang Jian's gaze was not focused on his face, yet his blade was accurately thrusting towards his face.

"Why is this happening?"

Clang!

The long blade was parried again. Anubis suddenly retreated, only to see the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade already rolling towards him like a wheel. The two instantly engaged in combat under these strange circumstances, essentially no different from when they first started fighting, with the only distinction being that every one of Yang Jian's moves was incredibly powerful, almost as if he intended to split him in half with a single strike.

"Impossible, why can you always accurately find my location? Why?"

Anubis parried Yang Jian's attack again. His arm began to tremble slightly. Yang Jian's strength was simply too great, making it impossible for him to resist. If they fought head-on, he would likely be split apart by Yang Jian due to exhaustion after only a few moves.

"Hehe, as I said, cultural differences..."

Yang Jian chuckled, "Did your Great Leader ever tell you about my Eight Nine Arcane Art and Seventy-Two Transformations?"

Anubis was stunned, his face turning extremely grim: "I thought Seventy-Two Transformations meant transforming into seventy-two types of things. Could it be..."

"Let me give you some basic knowledge!"

Yang Jian chuckled, "Seventy-Two Transformations is the manifestation of seventy-two completely different Daoist Magic, capable of comprehensively enhancing a person's physical abilities. The Eight Nine Arcane Art comes first, focusing on body tempering and Spirit Refining, while Seventy-Two Transformations comes after, being a Daoist Magic developed based on the Eight Nine Arcane Art. The reason I can track your true body is because I used a Soul-Tracking Art!"

"???"

From the literal meaning, it was not difficult to understand the function of this art. It was clearly a type of art capable of tracking the location of a soul. Whether it was a deity, immortal, demon, animal, or plant, as long as there was a trace of a soul, it could not escape the tracking of the Soul-Tracking Art.

"But, with just this art, you can't truly harm me, because my ability is still active. Even if you can lock onto my soul's location, I can easily parry your attacks or dodge them!" Anubis frowned slightly.

"Oh, I also have an art that can be used in conjunction with the Soul-Tracking Art!"

Yang Jian formed a hand seal with his left hand, chuckling, "I advise you to run quickly, otherwise, it might get very messy..."