They were old rivals, and the Astral Phantom was familiar with Lan Qing's abilities. Lan Qing's ever-changing wind Discipline, explosive ancient martial arts, and superior intelligence were the main reasons he was able to evade the Astral Phantom's attacks so many times.
But now, in this space, in a one-on-one situation, many methods could not be used.
The Astral Phantom wasn't too worried about his own safety. After all, he was a famous Paragon. Although he hadn't broken through to the second stage, he had many ways to protect himself.
Even if he tried to force his way through, he had a twenty to thirty percent chance of escaping.
Paragons, on the other hand, controlled protogenia. They were a part of the fabric of heaven and earth.
That was why a promise couldn't be easily broken. Otherwise, the Astral Phantom would suffer a backlash. That was why the Astral Phantom couldn't easily go back on his word.
So what if he was a Paragon?
So what if he was talented?
He didn't believe he couldn't defeat a kid who'd just broken through.
Unfortunately, he wouldn't be able to kill him today. If he did, he'd be able to reap the rewards he'd promised.
The Astral Phantom made his move. He didn't appear to be moving very quickly, but he was still flying through the air toward Lan Qing.
His body also lit up with a dark purple halo, making him look a little more mysterious.
The Astral Phantom was no longer the weakest of the Paragons. After all, there were new Paragons.
He was stronger than the Gourmet, the Bookworm, and the Pauper.
Although it was difficult to break through to Reflection of Heaven and Earth, he'd been famous for so many years that he knew how to control his abilities.
Lan Qing crouched down, his hands moving in arcs at his sides. Invisibly, the aura of protogenia began to emerge.
His body was surrounded by a green light that turned into a gentle green light that spread outwards and enveloped the vast space.
As expected of a newbie Paragon. Was he so impatient to unleash his Domain so soon?
The Astral Phantom thought disdainfully.
His body suddenly sped up, and without dodging, he charged into Lan Qing's domain.
A strange scene appeared. When he charged into Lan Qing's cyan domain, the cyan light automatically parted on both sides of his body, as if he had forcibly cut it apart. That feeling was absolutely shocking. Seeing this scene, the surrounding people couldn't help but subconsciously hold their breaths.
What a powerful strength.
Six shadows appeared behind the Astral Phantom. Including the Astral Phantom himself, there were seven.
A pair of black daggers had appeared in his hands. Because they did not reflect light, they could only be seen from certain angles.
This was the Astral Phantom's Paragon's weapon, the Souldevourer.
This pair of Soul Devouring Daggers had taken countless lives.
There was a flash of violet light, and everyone saw a blur. The Astral Phantom and the six shadows behind him suddenly separated, then converged inwards. Seven shadows converged from seven tricky angles, and attacked Lan Qing from different angles.
To him, Lan Qing's Physical Domain was like an empty shell. It didn't have any effect.
The audience watched with bated breath as the Souldevourer was about to plunge into the young man's body.
An Liu almost cried out in alarm, and her beautiful eyes were filled with fear.
However, the Astral Phantom's heart skipped a beat.
Too easy.
How could it be so easy?
He'd fought Lan Qing many times before, and though he'd always had the upper hand thanks to his strength as a Paragon, Lan Qing had always relied on his wits and cunning to escape when the odds were against him.
Would such a person, who was known as the God of Wisdom, be so easily stabbed by him?
He didn't even react. Besides, his Domain was too weak.
The Astral Phantom lifted his head to look closely at Lan Qing. All he saw was mockery.
No!
The Astral Phantom trusted his instincts even more. Without hesitation, he stopped. Three of his doppelgangers pounced on Lan Qing, while the other three followed him in four different directions.
There was a flash of cyan light, and before he knew it, an enormous vortex had appeared around Lan Qing. It was translucent and sparkling, and pulsed with the power of life. The vortex was silent, and silent.
However, as soon as the Astral Phantom's three doppelgangers entered the vortex, they were cut to pieces.
There was no trace of them left.
How was this possible?
What was this …
The fleeing Astral Phantom watched in shock. Because his doppelgangers had fallen, he could clearly feel the terrifying power that erupted from the vortex.
That was the Law of Wind. Moreover, it was a Law of Wind that he had completely grasped and integrated into it.
It was a perfect imitation of the turbulent energies of the universe, and its devouring power was at its peak.
His doppelgangers had nowhere to run.
How could someone who'd just become a Paragon be so strong?
The Astral Phantom couldn't figure it out.
But there was no time to think. There was a flash of azure light, and Lan Qing was right behind him.
Countless cyan blades of wind dispersed, then converged again, sealing off all possible escape routes for the Astral Phantom.
These blades of wind were condensed from the turbulent energies of the universe, and were imbued with the protogenia of wind.
Even a Paragon wouldn't dare take a direct hit.
The Astral Phantom was surprised, but he didn't panic.
Faced with Lan Qing's unfathomable strength, the Astral Phantom calmed himself.
He came to a sudden stop, and the Soulbiter in his hand lashed out like lightning.
He struck the center of one of the blades of wind.
The blades crumbled, dissolving into wind essence.
Then the Astral Phantom flickered in and out of sight. The blades of wind were still some distance from him before they vanished into thin air.
As for his three clones, they silently disappeared into the universe, as if they had already dissipated.
Lan Qing hovered in the air, sending blades of wind at the Astral Phantom.
Each blade of wind appeared at the perfect spot.
It looked like the Astral Phantom was trapped in a giant ball of azure light. No matter how he tried, he couldn't break free.
It was a battle of attrition.
The Terminator turned to the Keeper. "Congratulations!
The Eastern Alliance has gained another Paragon.
Why is it that our Northern Alliance isn't so lucky? "
The Keeper smirked. "That's because you've chosen the wrong path. The mysteries of the human body can't be replicated by technology alone. To find the source of those mysteries and transcend them, you must rely on your own efforts.
Most of the time, he had to rely on his own efforts and walk forward step by step.
It's true that post-natal Adepts are stronger than congenital Adepts in the early stages, and their progress is faster.
But once you reach ninth level, the rate of growth reverses.
What you want is quantity, and what we want is quality.
It seems we've made the right choice. "
The Terminator smirked. "Perhaps.
But that's also because current technology isn't perfect.
If one day, science could perfectly explain all the mysteries of the human body, then everything would be different.
When that day comes, perhaps we'll be able to create Paragons.
Only at that time, humans will have the possibility of truly dominating the universe. "
The Keeper didn't argue further with him. This was a difference of opinion, and both sides knew they couldn't convince the other.
Both had their reasons.
The battle had reached a fever pitch. The Astral Phantom was like a ball of purple light. Every time the azure blades of wind touched him, they would vanish. However, the onslaught of blades prevented the Astral Phantom from breaking free from Lan Qing's grasp.
It looked like both sides were wearing each other down.
Paragons had mastered some of the mysteries of the universe, and could use protogenia to their advantage. But their power wasn't limitless, and they couldn't keep fighting forever.
From an outsider's point of view, the Astral Phantom had the upper hand. After all, he'd been cultivating for a long time, and his cultivation was deeper.
But in the eyes of the true experts, this was just the beginning. What they were seeing was nothing more than a probe.
The Astral Phantom now understood that the azure light wasn't Lan Qing's Domain. Only the vortex was.
He deserved to be called a genius. He'd just become a Paragon, and yet his Domain was already so strong.
But at the same time, the Astral Phantom sensed that Lan Qing's fighting style was simple because he'd only recently ascended.
It took a long time for a Paragon to fully integrate their protogenia into their combat abilities.
The Astral Phantom had walked this path before, so he knew.
As far as he was concerned, Lan Qing was still too green.
From the start of the fight he'd been suppressing his strength. He hadn't used it all.
The Astral Phantom's fighting style was like a viper's, waiting for the right opportunity to strike.
He didn't move, but when he did it was earth-shattering.
Both Lan Qing and Lan Jue had experienced it firsthand. Lan Jue had narrowly escaped death.
It was about time!
It was time to teach him a lesson.
A cold light flashed in the Astral Phantom's eyes. The Soulbiter Daggers in his hands suddenly split into two beams of violet light.
The purple light was no longer as small as it was before. It suddenly expanded and turned into two giant blades. It was as if they were going to cut the entire universe open, and they instantly slashed towards both sides.
Beg!