C1846 Violent Golden Light
Tsuchimikado Takuma wasn't just a trick.
However, now was not the time to display it.
Tsuchimikado Takuma shouted and instantly performed the hand seals. He then shouted, "Han Zhen!"
The moment Tsuchimikado Takuma finished his words, a thick black mist immediately appeared from his mouth.
The fog was rolling in the air. Just a glance at it was enough to make one's soul feel like it was being devoured.
Everyone was shocked, while the Tsuchimikado clansmen on the side recognized that Tsuchimikado Takuma had cast the "curse."
The "curse" was an ethereal and mysterious existence in the Dao of Yin and Yang.
The so called "curse," even with the power of naming words, to bind the opponent.
Everything in the world was famous, and fame was bondage.
And the function of the "curse" was to use the power of a spell and borrow its real name to bind the opponent.
The mist seemed to have a mind of its own as it infused itself with the power of darkness and rushed towards Han Zhen at an extremely fast speed.
Han Zhen was in the main hall. He had just faced the Vermillion Bird and Tsuchimikado Takuma's incantation had arrived.
Han Zhen's eyes lit up and he immediately saw through the hidden power of the incantation.
This kind of dark power was enough to attack the enemy's soul. Just a single command was enough to disperse the soul of an enemy.
Moreover, no matter where it was, as long as it was an area of effect, any dodging would be useless.
Weird and powerful, but he wasn't very good at it.
Han Zhen frowned slightly. Then, a golden light flashed in front of Han Zhen.
The power of the Spiritual Sense that the Primordial Secret produced immediately spread out a layer of golden light in front of Han Zhen.
The golden barrier looked soft, but it could be broken with a single attack.
However, the black mist directly collided with the golden light.
A burning smell immediately appeared.
Han Zhen felt that the power of his Spiritual Sense was immediately swallowed by the black mist.
His speed was astonishing.
Han Zhen let out a cold snort. The golden light in front of him suddenly expanded and exploded into a golden light.
When the black mist met with the golden light, it was like snow meeting the morning sun. It immediately turned into smoke and disappeared.
Tsuchimikado Takuma's expression finally changed, "Your mental strength is actually this strong!"
If Martial Arts Grandmaster wanted to step into God Stage, he needed to train his mental strength. However, the training of spiritual energy was extremely difficult, which was why God Stage Expert was so rare.
And now that Han Zhen had broken Tsuchimikado Takuma's Incantation Spell, it was obvious that it was the power of the mind.
It was because of this that Tsuchimikado Takuma was shocked.
"Your mental strength isn't bad either. It's just a pity …" Han Zhen smiled.
Han Zhen indeed felt that Tsuchimikado Takuma's Spiritual Energy was extremely huge. However, his use of Spiritual Energy was still in its most primitive stage. Furthermore, there were all sorts of different types of powers, which were obviously the result of absorbing the faith energy in the surroundings.1
Towards this kind of power that was not strong enough, Han Zhen was not afraid even if it was slightly stronger.
However, Han Zhen's current target was the Vermillion Bird.
Since Vermilion Formative Elf truly did have a trace of the Vermillion Bird's bloodline, then Han Zhen must accept it as well.
A peck and a drink had their limits.
The information on the Supernatural Medicine that Tsuchimikado Takuma stole was right about this moment.
However, Azure Dragon Formative Elf still stood in front of him.
As a spirit body, Azure Dragon Formative Elf could change between the real and the fake.
Even Martial Arts Grandmaster could only unleash his Qi to kill Azure Dragon Formative Elf. However, even if that was the case, when his force landed on Azure Dragon Formative Elf's body, most of his strength was weakened.
Han Zhen punched again.
It was just one punch, but Han Zhen's fist was glowing with a golden light.
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