C1546 Then Let's Train It!

Beneath the earth, a cavernous arena became the stage for combat.

Tan Yuan, Yu Ying, Jiang Miaojie, and the others could only brace themselves as the battle commenced, wary of the disturbance Yu Yuan and Hwa Xin might cause, which could potentially displease Guixu and Tianqi.

They were powerless to halt the conflict, not because of Hwa Xin, but due to Yu Yuan's instigation.

Yan Qiling and Tianzang had already spoken, and Hwa Xin seemed ready to stand down. However, the split Yang God Yu Yuan exuded an aura too fierce to ignore.

With the departure of Yu Yuan's true form, the oppressive pressure vanished, leaving Hwa Xin feeling suddenly unburdened.

The ground-shattering stomp from the Yang God Yu Yuan ignited Hwa Xin's combative spirit and ferocity.

Hwa Xin was no coward.

Thus, he rose to the occasion, eager to gauge Yu Yuan's prowess on behalf of the Divine Soul Sect's new generation.

"Are you certain you wish to challenge me with your Yang God?"

A hint of displeasure crossed Hwa Xin's handsome features, questioning the honor in such a victory, sensing the perilous aura emanating from the Yang God Yu Yuan.

"No worries. My Yang God is sufficiently powerful and is sure to bring you a few surprises. I'm curious to see what marvels someone born beyond the heavens possesses. Don't let me down."

As the crowd swelled with onlookers eager to witness their clash, Yu Yuan nodded, his smile unfaltering, no longer holding back.

He was acutely aware of the new Divine Soul Sect disciples' curiosity about him, those who had returned to their ancestral roots. They all yearned to understand the reasons behind his control of the Dragon Slash Platform and his esteemed status.

Why did Taishi hold him in such high regard?

Without demonstrating his worth here, mere words and possessions would hardly convince the crowd.

After all, these outsiders were the fabric of the newly reformed Divine Soul Sect.

"If that's the case..."

Hwa Xin, poised atop the alien beast forged from meteoric gold, was ready to deliver a few choice words, but Yu Yuan was already approaching with a hearty laugh.

"Desolate Expansion Technique!"

Yu Yuan had set aside the Demon Blade and Blood Prison.

His forearm transformed into a cleaving blade, its might as formidable as a mountain, his violent Qi and blood seeping out from within.

The Qi and blood that spilled forth surged with such vigor, refining and condensing in midair with the swiftness of a true blade's edge.

A dauntless momentum, reminiscent of the human race's forebears forging paths through uncharted lands, seemed to emanate from every pore of his body.

Once this momentum took hold, it was as if onlookers could glimpse the ancestors of the human race, carving pathways through thorny forests millions of years ago, trekking over mountains, clearing brush, and leveling rivers that stood in their way.

Whoosh!

The dark red blood Qi slashed towards Hwa Xin like a blade.

The small world around Hwa Xin was instantly saturated with this aura, making him feel as though legions of ancient warriors were bearing down upon him.

A fear that seemed insurmountable welled up from the depths of his soul.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

He activated the Desolate True Spell, but the newly formed void was violently shattered by the overwhelming force.

The slowed passage of time he managed to invoke barely tempered the ferocity of the blood energy for a split second.

Seizing the moment, Hwa Xin retreated.

Boom!

After his departure, the alien beast, also sculpted from meteoric gold, was reduced to rubble by the formidable force.

"This spell is quite impressive."

Yu Yuan flexed his arm, experiencing an odd sensation within.

For an instant, he felt transported back to ancient times, transformed into an ancestor clad in animal hides, traversing vast landscapes in search of fertile ground for future generations to thrive.

During this odyssey, innumerable pioneers laid down their lives, their remains becoming bones scattered across the land.

This technique carried with it a poignant essence, as if forged from the skeletal remains of many human progenitors. Over many years, it had evolved into a practice of the Ancient Desolate Sect.

"The Desolate Expansion Spell" was a favored Spiritual Spell of a prominent Ancient Desolate Sect cultivator, emphasizing attack and intent over defense.

This Spiritual Spell was straightforward, devoid of unnecessary complexity or flamboyant moves. It was a single slash, a single surge of momentum.

A momentum that cleaved through any obstacle, whether mountain, tree, beast, or bird. Anything that obstructed the path of progress was split asunder, paving a broad and unobstructed thoroughfare.

The Yang God within him was beyond Hwa Xin's reach, so he employed the Ancient Desolate Sect's Desolate Expansion Technique to overpower Hwa Xin with its boundless energy.

"You taught him the Desolate Expansion Technique?"

Tan Yuan was visibly astonished as she glanced at Yu Ying, her eyes devoid of any blame, only shock.

The formidable presence created by Yu Yuan's use of the Desolate Expansion Technique had deeply shaken her.

The raw power within that presence was so fierce and untamed that it left Tan Yuan at a loss for words. Having devoted her life to the Ancient Desolate Sect's secret arts, she was profoundly impacted.

She had not anticipated that Yu Yuan could so masterfully manifest the full potential of the Desolate Expansion Technique.

The Desolate Expansion Technique wasn't an intricate Spiritual Spell. Within their sect, many had practiced it, but Tan Yuan had never witnessed such a fearsome display of it.

Yu Ying teaching the straightforward Desolate Expansion Technique to Yu Yuan didn't seem problematic to Tan Yuan. However, the extraordinary potency it exhibited in Yu Yuan's hands was certainly out of the ordinary.

"The Desolate Expansion Technique is also a Spiritual Spell from your Ancient Desolate Sect, right? How come it seems even more formidable than the Void True Spell?" Jiaang Miaojie, puzzled, turned her attention to Tan Yuan. "Since you're here, why didn't you teach the Desolate Expansion Technique to Hwa Xin?"

She suspected that the Ancient Desolate Sect might be withholding secrets.

Tan Yuan couldn't help but smile wryly. "In our sect, the Desolate Expansion Technique is essentially an introductory Spiritual Spell, accessible to any disciple. The Void True Spell, on the other hand, is something that neither my junior sister nor I are even qualified to study. So, which do you think is more powerful?"

Jiang Miaojie covered her mouth in a light gasp.

She wasn't foolish. With Tan Yuan's explanation, it was clear to her that it wasn't the Desolate Expansion Technique that was superior to the Void True Spell, but rather that Yu Yuan was significantly more powerful than Hwa Xin.

And not by a small margin.

The very next moment, Yu Yuan indeed proved this point.

"Ah! The Heaven Shaking Ape!"

"Am I seeing things? A Platinum Asura from the Asura Clan? Even if my eyes deceive me, my senses do not!"

"A warrior from the Silver Scale Clan! I swear, this is undoubtedly a pure Silver Scale Clan warrior! I've battled them before, and I can recognize the distinct essence of their energy!"

"What kind of monster is this guy?"

A shocking scene unfolded before everyone!

Yu Yuan, having invoked the Desolate True Spell, continued his pursuit of Hwa Xin. Yet, figures emerged one by one from his Yang God form.

Some transformed into the visage of the Heaven Shaking Ape, their presence fierce and their power immense!

Others took on the genuine form of the Platinum Asura, with natural spikes glinting with cold, white light on their shoulders, knees, and elbows.

Still others became pure Silver Scale Clan warriors, actively employing the clan's secret bloodline techniques.

These figures stepping out from Yu Yuan's body were flesh and blood, very much alive!

Yet, the structures of their bodies and the intricacies of their bloodlines were all distinct!

The only similarities were their faces and the way they gazed at Hwa Xin...

Even the Heaven Shaking Ape, with its furry face, bore a striking resemblance to Yu Yuan upon closer inspection.

Subsequently, everyone was astonished to discover that these various incarnations of Yu Yuan, each from a different race, took turns in his Yang God's stead to strike at Hwa Xin.

They even deliberately showcased their unique divine abilities and talents, weaving an array of mystical performances.

As one Yu Yuan attacked Hwa Xin, the others would either watch with detached interest, smile and survey their surroundings, or narrow their eyes in deep contemplation.

It seemed as though each Yu Yuan, despite their different racial origins, was engaged in independent thought.

This was the very aspect that made the legendary Divine King so fearsome!

He was not only capable of multitasking, but each of his thoughts and souls could independently reason and discern right from wrong.

"Hwa Xin is no match for me."

A Dark Elfkind Yu Yuan appeared beside Jiang Miaojie and Tan Yuan, speaking with a smile.

He stood there, yet to Jiang Miaojie, Tan Yuan, and Yu Ying, he was indistinguishable from a member of the Dark Elfkind.

Even though he bore Yu Yuan's face and features...

"What are you, exactly? Which one is the real you?" Jiang Miaojie was stunned.

She had never witnessed such a spectacle from Yu Yuan in the Iridescent Cloud Miasma Sea, and she began to question everything she knew, wondering if the Yu Yuan she was familiar with was indeed the real one.

"They are all me," Yu Yuan said, chuckling lightly.

At that moment, Reid, the High Priest who had been intending to depart from the distant palace, paused in his steps.

Reid was astounded by the display of magic before him, the likes of which he had never witnessed in the vast expanse of the universe.

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