83: Chapter 82 What is it?
The Great Sun, which had only flashed by for an instant, was barely enough to deal with the three Golden Core Winged Tribe members and didn't cause much damage.
Casting this move did not consume much of Li Fan's reserves.
Therefore, he needed a method with a wider range and longer duration.
Intuition surged from his Innate Yang-Lengthening Sword Body into Li Fan's heart, as if guiding him to take the correct path.
Following the instinctive realization of his sword body, his hands naturally formed hand seals, and he softly spat out a single word:
"Constant"
The golden blazing sun hung high in the air once more, and the scorching Sword Qi pouring down roasted the entire area indiscriminately.
One breath.
Two breaths.
Crimson patterns bloomed on the outer layer of the sunlight, slowly spreading toward the center of the Great Sun.
Three breaths.
Four breaths.
At this point, the Great Sun had completely transformed into a Red Sun.
Five breaths!
The blinding red light that illuminated a wide area suddenly vanished. Li Fan withdrew his hands and stood still, breathing slightly heavily.
The Sword Qi had raged for a full five breaths. He inspected his internal state; it wasn't because his Spiritual Qi was exhausted that he stopped.
Rather, the limit of his Innate Yang-Lengthening Sword Body had been reached, as if a barrier prevented him from casting "Constant" for longer than five breaths.
"Does my Physique still need strengthening?"
Li Fan sighed softly and looked around at his surroundings.
The ground for dozens of miles around was scorched black and brittle. Everything was deathly silent; even the chirping of insects and the sound of the wind had completely ceased.
Heat steamed and twisted his vision. In the distance, the skin of the three Winged Tribe members was cracked, and the feathers on their wings were completely scorched and curled.
Their bodies were covered in cracks, and they had already lost the ability to continue fighting.
Li Fan did not delay; he raised his sword, intending to deliver the final blow and completely eradicate the Winged Tribe members.
At this moment, a sudden gust of wind rolled in, and countless sharp flying feathers attacked him.
The luofeng sword in his hand immediately spun up a swirling gale, scattering all the incoming flying feathers.
Li Fan looked up and gazed into the distance; another four Golden Core Winged Tribe members were sweeping through the wind toward him.
He quickly weighed his options in his heart.
"I still have half of my Spiritual Qi left; I can definitely handle casting 'Constant' one more time."
"As for how to escape after my Spiritual Qi is exhausted, I'll take it one step at a time."
Seeing that the Winged Tribe members had already flown into the scorched land, he whispered softly again:
"Constant..."
However, having only uttered one word, Li Fan switched to casting Spirit Reflection, and simultaneously, the luofeng sword rang out.
A phantom image of a sharp claw tore through the gale protecting Li Fan and slammed fiercely into the Qi shield formed by Spirit Reflection.
One, two, three layers of the Qi shield shattered in succession, but the momentum of the claw remained undiminished, heading straight for Li Fan.
At the critical moment, he took an item from the System space and merged it into his body.
His body instantly became ethereal and illusory.
The claw passed straight through his illusory body and smashed violently into the scorched earth, sending dust flying into the sky.
"That was close!"
Looking at the frightening power of the claw, Li Fan felt a lingering fear, then raised his hand to strip away the object he had just merged into his body.
This object was the 'Phantom Reality'.
Li Fan had discovered while running away earlier that merging the Phantom Reality into his body could make his Physical Body ethereal.
However, after this object invaded his body, it would gradually amplify the desires in his heart and disturb his consciousness, so it could not be merged for long.
He held the Phantom Reality in his hand so he could use it again at any time.
The four Golden Core Winged Tribe members had already arrived close by, but they did not attack immediately.
It wasn't until a stream of light broke through the air from behind, four wings spreading out, and stood firmly in front of the others.
Only then did the other Winged Tribe members bow together.
"Yu Chang, this Human Race Cultivator..."
Yu Chang didn't even turn his head, waving his hand to interrupt them, his gaze sweeping over the three severely injured tribesmen on the ground.
"Take these three pieces of trash away first."
"The Young Master has ordered to capture this person alive and bring him back for questioning."
As he spoke, his massive Nascent Soul pressure was revealed, and the dust flying in the sky was instantly pressed down firmly.
"Human Race, surrender obediently."
"Otherwise, I will have to break your limbs first."
Not far away, Li Fan's expression darkened as he felt the aura of this incomparably powerful Nascent Soul.
With his Foundation Establishment cultivation, facing a Nascent Soul was like throwing an egg against a rock.
Therefore, Li Fan secretly felt for an Escape Talisman with his fingertips, hidden by his robe.
However, he was not sure if he would be able to escape.
How powerful was a Nascent Soul's Divine Sense? There was an 80% chance it could lock tightly onto the direction of his escape.
He was afraid that even the Escape Talisman hidden between his fingers had already been discovered.
Li Fan gripped the Phantom Reality with his other hand, calculating a strategy in his heart.
"I will use the Escape Talisman and etherealization at the same time to dodge the Nascent Soul Cultivator's interruption spells and find a chance to slip away."
Sure enough, his small movements were completely seen by Yu Chang's Divine Sense.
He smiled contemptuously, spread his wings to the side, and thousands of sharp feather shadows layered over each other, sealing off all directions around Li Fan.
"I want to see how a Foundation Establishment ant can escape from my hands."
As he spoke, the feather shadows stabbed toward him simultaneously. Li Fan had no choice but to activate the Escape Talisman immediately.
But just as the light of the Escape Talisman shone from within his robes, a flying feather arrived in an instant, piercing through his clothes and the Escape Talisman.
At this moment, Li Fan hadn't even had time to merge the Phantom Reality into his body.
However, after his body became completely ethereal, four Escape Talismans appeared between Li Fan's five fingers simultaneously, and he triggered them all at once.
The next moment, his figure turned into a stream of light and shot straight into the sky.
Seeing that Li Fan had actually escaped, Yu Chang stood steadily in place, unhurried and calm, as if waiting for his prey to run a bit further.
Not long after, the mana of the Escape Talismans was exhausted. Li Fan's figure paused in the air, and he hurriedly stripped the Phantom Reality from his body.
At this moment, his brain was extremely chaotic, filled with the desires constantly amplified in his heart; even the [Mind-Clearing and Truth-Breaking System] failed to trigger.
Fortunately, as soon as he stripped this object away, his thoughts immediately became much clearer.
Having recovered, Li Fan scanned his surroundings. Patches of lush green wild grass appeared again; it seemed he had escaped a very long distance.
However, he still felt a faint sense of unease in his heart.
Sure enough, Yu Chang's indifferent voice came with the wind.
"Is that all you've got?"
"The game should be over."
As he spoke, the sky-filling feather shadows spread out again, and that four-winged figure appeared in the high sky.
Seeing this, Li Fan's heart sank.
"It is still too difficult to escape from the Divine Sense lock of a Nascent Soul Cultivator..."
The Winged Tribe member had also lost patience; he raised his hand and pressed down, intending to capture him alive.
Just when Li Fan was at his wit's end.
On the endless wilderness, clouds and mist were born out of thin air. In just a moment, a thick fog filled the area.
White clouds layered over each other, obscuring vision, and the flying feathers shot toward Li Fan plunged into the fog and disappeared.
Yu Chang's face showed surprise.
"This is..."
He suddenly remembered.
"That Nascent Soul of the Human Race?"
Seeing that Li Fan's figure was about to be swallowed by the white mist, Yu Chang no longer held back.
He spread his wings, and a wild wind rolled across the ground, attempting to blow away the clouds and mist.
But the thick clouds were completely unaffected by the wind and continued to spread outward.
At this moment, Li Fan had already completely hidden himself within the clouds and mist.
His figure swept upward along the rising clouds.
Seeing this, Li Fan breathed a sigh of relief inwardly.
"Finally escaped. True Monarch Changyun of Xuanzong University is indeed worthy of her reputation."
Unexpectedly, a sweet, soft, and youthful girl's voice rang out.
"Fellow Daoist, are you in such a hurry to leave?"
As the words fell, the clouds and mist, which Yu Chang had been unable to do anything about despite using all his methods, actually began to disappear.
Before long, Li Fan was revealed once again.
A petite Winged Tribe Girl was staring intently at Li Fan from not far away.
Before long, True Monarch Changyun's voice also came from behind Li Fan.
"This person is merely a Foundation Establishment Cultivator; Fellow Daoist, could you let him go?"
The Winged Tribe Girl shook her head.
"No, he has something I want on him."
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