The Spirit Pressure Field instantly enveloped Xia Feng, as if a thousand pounds of weight were pressing down, immobilizing his entire body.
Xia Feng felt his soul throb with pain, and his movements became sluggish.
The old man floated behind Xia Feng, smiling indifferently. In his vision, everyone seemed to be playing at 0.5x speed, and everything around him was extremely slow. This was the new world after reaching the third stage.
He casually swung his scythe towards Xia Feng’s neck, preparing to finish off this so-called genius.
But—
His movements suddenly paused.
“Wh—” The old man’s cloudy pupils contracted. A golden symbol flashed, his gaze gradually became vacant, and at the same time, a blood-colored aura that filled him with dread surged from the soles of his feet into the depths of his soul!
“Pfft—” He coughed up a mouthful of blood, his figure flickered, and he retreated hundreds of meters with a forceful movement. His face darkened, and he stared intently at the two figures in the distance.
His mental power was very high, and he was also a highly Calamity Eater. Therefore, neither hypnosis nor the Bloodworm aura caused him significant damage.
But he was a third-stage Spirit Master now, and he was actually injured by a mere first-stage child he had gotten close to!
Even if it was just a minor injury, it was an unbelievable feat.
Xia Feng’s body, which had been stiff, returned to normal. He blinked and leisurely turned around, smiling at the old man. “Old man, why are you running?”
The Black-dressed Woman walked to Xia Feng’s side and said softly, “50 seconds are up. You can promote now.”
“Really? Then I’ll promote too.”
“Are you sure you’ll be fine without Spiritual Material?”
“Naturally.”
Listening to the two converse as if no one else were present, the old man felt completely out of place. These two arrogant fellows even had time to chat?
And they were even thinking about breaking through mid-battle. The old man frowned and shook his head.
Even with the complete Spiritual Material, after consuming it, one would still need to sit quietly to regulate their Spirit Pressure for several hours or even days. Unless one possessed a Spirit Artifact ability like his, no one could promote mid-battle; it would be no different from suicide.
“If this is all you’ve got, then this is where it ends.”
The old man decided to end it quickly. These two had strange abilities, and he would feel at ease only after resolving them as soon as possible!
It was just that Xia Feng hadn’t copied his Spirit Artifact. He clearly sensed his identity as a Calamity Eater and dared not copy it, which filled him with regret.
However, it wasn’t a big deal. Huh?
As he made the initial movement for his Spirit Robe, the Spirit Pressure and aura of the two opposite him began to surge together. In just an instant, they stabilized at the second-stage Spirit Pressure state?!
The old man: “Ah?”
Xia Feng clenched his fists, and a faint aura of Spirit Pressure overflowed from his palms, circulating around him. He felt an explosive strength filling his entire body.
[Strength is synchronizing in real-time—]
[Your Spirit Pressure has been greatly enhanced!]
[Your Cultivation has been promoted from First-stage Spirit Master to Second-stage Spirit Master!]
His Physique had improved comprehensively. Whether it was combat intuition, speed, strength, or senses, everything had been significantly enhanced. He felt as though the world had become clearer; even the fine dust on Mu Qingtong’s fair collarbone was visible.
His soul seemed to have been purified and sublimated, his Divine Sense was clear, and his spirit was doubled.
[Promotion to Second-stage successful, Copy Slot +1]
[Current Copy Slots: 2 (When exceeding the number of copy slots, new targets will overwrite old ones)]
[Detected replicable Spirit Artifact ‘Vermilion Bird Demonic Armor’]
[Copy successful—]
[Currently copied Spirit Artifacts—
C-class Spirit Artifact ‘Forest Scepter’
B-grade Spirit Artifact ‘Vermilion Bird Demonic Armor’]
[Vermilion Bird Demonic Armor]
[Description: Come and hit me~]
[Armor: Upon equipping, your combat intuition, strength, neural reaction, and movement speed will increase by 200%, and the armor’s form can be changed at will.]
[Rebirth: After the armor is shattered and destroyed, you will temporarily inherit all attribute enhancements of the ‘Armor,’ and your Spirit Pressure state will advance by one stage (cannot advance to Venerable), for a duration of five minutes. (Note 1: After using ‘Rebirth’ once, a month’s interval is required before it can be used again. If used forcefully, your physical condition will age prematurely by 1-10 years, and various aspects will shorten by 1-3 centimeters.)]
[Note 2: After each use of ‘Rebirth,’ you will enter a state of temporary paralysis for about 30 minutes before returning to normal.]
A flood of information entered Xia Feng’s mind. While he felt pleased, he also felt somewhat disgusted.
This thing had quite a few restrictions and side effects.
Mu Qingtong glanced at the radiant Spirit Pressure overflowing from her palm. Her expression was calm, and she shook her head. The feeling of promoting to the second stage was very ordinary, not as exciting as dancing with Xia Feng.
When dancing with Xia Feng, she could feel her adrenaline soaring—that was the sense of bliss felt when facing a strong opponent.
Promoting to the second stage was too easy, lacking any challenge.
Lost in thought, she looked up at Xia Feng. Xia Feng’s state made her show a hint of interest.
“This guy actually promoted just like that?” Mu Qingtong’s golden eyes widened in surprise.
Although she could also promote without Spiritual Material, there was still the risk of backlash. There was no need to take such unnecessary risks.
But it was clear that Xia Feng, this reckless fellow, didn’t care about any of that. He promoted when he said he would, and he succeeded.
!
Mu Qingtong’s moist beautiful eyes curved slightly, gazing at Xia Feng’s profile with a mixture of confusion and curiosity, wondering how confident he truly was.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” Xia Feng tilted his head in confusion.
“Mr. Xia, do you know that I have a Laboratory on Prin Avenue?”
“Oh, so?”
“So, would you be willing to be my test subject?” Mu Qingtong’s golden eyes blinked, and she said with a smile.
“Heh heh~”
Xia Feng smiled and turned his head to look into the distance. The old man had already disappeared.
“Let’s go. We can’t let him actually escape.”
The two stamped their feet and disappeared into the forest.
The one-meter-two old man, sweating profusely and with a tense expression, sped through the jungle.
He didn’t want to run, after all, he was a third-stage Spirit Master now.
But when he thought of these two monsters who could easily kill a second-stage cultivator while only being first-stage, now that they had promoted to the second stage, dealing with him, a fake third-stage, would be a piece of cake.
Only a fool would stay and fight them. It was wise to escape while these two freaks were in the mood to chat!
Once he returned to the Final Great Wall, he would report all the trump cards and information of these two monsters to the Earl. That would be a great reward.
Whoosh— Whoosh—
The sound of breaking air approached.
“Damn it, who is the third-stage Spirit Master here? How are they so fast!” The old man’s grayish-white eyebrows furrowed, and he continued to flee frantically without looking back.
Just then, his eyes suddenly became vacant and lifeless.
“Bad!” In the next moment, relying on his powerful Mental Power, he jolted back to his senses and broke free from the hypnosis. However, his suddenly weakened body still uncontrollably crashed into the rock wall ahead, sending debris clattering down.
“Cough, cough, cough—” He painfully coughed and climbed to his feet. In his vision, the Black-dressed and White-clothed figures slowly emerged from the dark forest, like two black and white demons.
“I have to say, your Spirit Artifact is quite useful. A 200% speed increase is very effective whether you’re chasing someone or escaping.”
As the man’s voice resounded, the old man’s pupils slowly dilated.
Because he saw fiery red armor covering Xia Feng’s body, with divine birds faintly entwined around the plates.
He recognized this thing; it was…
The initial form of the Vermilion Bird Demonic Armor!
“You actually copied my Spirit Artifact?” Amidst his surprise, the old man’s dry lips involuntarily curled into a smile, and the fear in his eyes instantly dissipated.
He suddenly didn’t want to run anymore!
