I Can See Your Combat Power-Chapter 1842 - 273: Where There Is Solitude, There Must Be Deficiency

Yao Gekuang, who held his divine spear horizontally in front of An Yuheng, was infuriated by the words, but he had no time to respond. Instead, he focused all his attention on this uninvited guest before him. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

His sensitivity was exceptionally sharp, to the point that even the Human King of the Palace of Striking Swan praised it. This was why he could freely navigate within An Yuheng’s spiritual energy.

Even with his eyes closed, he could distinguish what could harm him, what couldn’t, where was safe, and where wasn’t.

This sensitivity was unbeatable in martial arts. Not only could he sense the movements and eruptions of spiritual energy, but he could also deduce the safe and dangerous distances from his opponent.

It was precisely because of this keen sense that he could easily navigate An Yuheng’s spirit art and maintain a position that was both safe and oppressive when the opponent unfurled his four wings.

Yao Gekuang always believed that this sharp sensitivity was the greatest gift heaven had bestowed upon him, considering it his strongest talent.

But seeing the relaxed expression of the intruder before him, he wished he were less sensitive. If he weren’t so sharp, his mind wouldn’t tremble so violently.

He was already very strong, especially with the two sect-level inheritances enhancing him. According to his past experiences against the masters of the Palace of Striking Swan, when he equipped any divine artifact, this anxiety should have been completely dispelled unless the opponent had equivalent artifact equipment.

But now, even fully armed, the tension and fear he felt towards the intruder showed no sign of abating.

This meant his intense sensitivity was warning him that despite being equipped with a divine artifact and Divine Armor, the current dangerous situation remained unaltered.

Where did such a powerful person come from?

As his soul shivered, Yao Gekuang silently wondered.

"The Ten Thousand Immortal Sect will soon notice the anomaly upon seeing the thundercloud of the Purple Sky Command; we simply need to hold them off for a while,"

While Yao Gekuang was pondering inwardly, An Yuheng’s secretive voice transmission reached him: "Your sensitivity is sharp, if the intruder shows even a hint of malice, we will strike first and seize the initiative!"

After these words, the divine light of four pairs of spirit wings, earth, fire, wind, and thunder, shone brilliantly. From beyond the nine heavens, thunder descended, eclipsing the sunlit sky with darkness.

"Tch, I despise these wealthy bigwigs of the Sacred Heaven Sect; they have so many artifacts and they’re all matching sets!"

With Tang Luo’s keen eyesight, he could naturally discern the significant origins of the artifacts in the hands of Yao Gekuang and An Yuheng, but a good tool depends on whose hands it is in.

The power of the divine artifact can generally be understood as an amplifier for spiritual power beyond secret techniques and body skills. The material properties of the artifact are important, but its more crucial function is to magnify one’s spiritual power for attack and defense.

The two youngsters before him were prominent figures of the current Xiehe, but encountering him...

It was just their bad luck!

"Even a powerful artifact requires proper handling."

As Tang Luo uttered these words, he glanced up at the thundercloud summoned by the Extreme Intent Purple Cloud Token, which dispersed instantly, leaving clear skies.

The next moment, he had moved past Yao Gekuang and appeared in front of the astonished An Yuheng.

"Boom~~~"

Like the morning bell and evening drum, his finger-tap upon the Mahabrahma Immeasurable Light Shield shattered the spirit art An Yuheng had gathered. The energy rampaged through the massive, lamp-like beam, causing internally inflicted injuries to Yuheng, who possessed an Innate Dao Body.

Reacting faster than thought, Yao Gekuang raised his spear to attack. The Saint Feather Spirit-Piercing Spear, capable of piercing all spiritual entities, struck the newcomer’s back center.

The spearhead, glowing with a stream of light and fierce wind, penetrated deep into the newcomer’s Dao Body, the force driving over half the spear shaft inside.

But Yao Gekuang didn’t feel any joy, for the one howling in agony wasn’t the intruder pierced by the divine spear but his suddenly allied Divine Court Traveler.

"Yao Shorty, what are you doing!"

An Yuheng was rightfully angry because, in his eyes, Yao Gekuang was just blindly stabbing at the intruder. The Mahabrahma Immeasurable Light, already wobbly after the newcomer’s flick, flickered even more under the peerless spirit spear’s stab.

Wasn’t this teammate a damn saboteur!

Had I known this guy would stand in front of me, I’d have flown away directly!

Countless negative thoughts flashed through An Yuheng’s mind in an instant, and Yao Gekuang finally realized that his eyes saw no one before him!

"This is the drawback of relying too much on sensitivity."

That voice rang by his ear again: "Any system that operates solely on judgment logic will bring great flaws to your martial path, just like now!"

Yao Gekuang swore never before in his martial path had he encountered such bizarre circumstances, not even when facing his sect’s masters and Human King.

Once again reacting faster than conscious thought, he grasped the spear shaft with both hands and swept it toward the direction where the voice emerged.

Carrying the Phoenix King’s essence and the divine power of the artifact, the dazzling light magnified Yao Gekuang’s spiritual power to the utmost, forcing even a master’s spiritual form to temporarily avoid its edge.

But if this spear swept empty, that would be another story.

The semicircular sweep covered nearly 180 degrees, but there was no trace of the intruder within this range.

At that moment, Yao Gekuang felt his scalp tingle, realizing the intruder’s trickery.

The intruder was using his extraordinary sensitivity to mislead him, and now their position was right behind him...

No, it was he who had exposed his entire back to the intruder.

Unleashing his full Striking Swan Physique, Yao Gekuang tried to evade, but what once seemed boundless swift as the striking swan was now slow as a crawling turtle.

His supremely keen senses allowed him to feel the intruder’s arm slowly approaching his body, as if foreseeing an impending serious injury, tingling on his back.

He had already awakened the Xuanwu True Spirit behind his Divine Armor, but based on the sensory feedback, the opponent’s attack would land faster than the explosion of his true spirit, by a... thousandth of an instant.

Sometimes, the difference between victory and defeat for a martial artist is that thousandth... of an instant!

Before he could close his eyes in sorrow, a force exploded from his back, and after a thousandth of an instant, Xuanwu’s spiritual armor encased him.

From afar, it looked like a mud egg knocked into the sky.

Turning back to look, An Yuheng, who had been cursing loudly, had already slipped a distance toward the Ten Thousand Immortal Sect’s mountain gate.

Indeed, this was the first time witnessing the Mahabrahma’s limitless divine light and the swift escape’s divine wonder.

But if the Saint Child escaped, how was he to handle things later?

So, come back!

Divine light erupted from his eyes, and in an instant, the world turned upside down. An Yuheng, who was speeding away, suddenly saw the intruder appear in front of him, and getting closer!