Chen Tian looked at Xie Yun before him, and it couldn't be said that Xie Yun at this moment was not the Xie Yun from before. This was the physical manifestation of the Evil Spirit race's aura. They had absorbed the origin of humans and copied their appearance, but it was only the appearance. The characteristics of being human had long since vanished, leaving only the traits of the Evil Spirit race.
Xie Yun's hands instantly transformed into black claws, which continuously extended. Chen Tian then entered a cave state. This was the opponent's true strength; the previous human form was merely an attachment. To be frank, Chen Tian could only fight him on a four-six basis, with Chen Tian having the four and the opponent the six, meaning the opponent held the advantage.
A smirk touched Xie Yun's lips, and his figure suddenly appeared. Instantly, Chen Tian felt his body being forcefully pushed back. He stabilized himself. Chen Tian had no idea where Xie Yun's attack was coming from. Chen Tian activated his divine pupils this time, and he finally saw a faint afterimage.
Chen Tian then crossed his arms. The opponent's afterimage had already appeared before him, with claws extended towards Chen Tian's face. Chen Tian crossed his arms, and a shield formed from divine fire and divine ice materialized. A blast echoed, and Chen Tian's figure flickered, instantly evading Xie Yun's attack.
Xie Yun spoke, "Not bad! You can actually fight me to this extent. I thought that in this state, I could completely crush you. It seems your fusion progress has accelerated a bit!"
"As you said before, I am also evolving."
"But unfortunately, you will still die!"
Then, Xie Yun's figure vanished from Chen Tian's sight. Chen Tian's divine pupils scanned left and right, but he couldn't find the opponent's trace. It was as if he had become invisible. Chen Tian closed his eyes and stood still. Suddenly, Chen Tian opened his eyes and extended both his claws, striking backward with both palms. He instantly grabbed the opponent's arm and then, with a flicking motion, sent Xie Yun's figure flying.
Chen Tian's arms were now adorned with divine fire wrist blades. He stepped forward, exploding with terrifying speed as he charged towards Xie Yun. Xie Yun, still in mid-air and just stabilizing himself, felt a blinding light slash down towards him.
Xie Yun looked at Chen Tian and decisively clenched both his hands. A spear formed from black liquid instantly appeared in his hand. He thrust the spear out, clashing with Chen Tian's divine fire wrist blades. A massive explosion resounded, and both Chen Tian and Xie Yun were pushed back, though Chen Tian retreated a greater distance.
Xie Yun looked at Chen Tian with a solemn expression, his aura becoming even more formidable, as if he were using his full strength.
After the recent battle, Xie Yun knew that Chen Tian was not easy to deal with, otherwise, he wouldn't have suffered a disadvantage. Fortunately, his strength was superior to the opponent's, which prevented him from sustaining damage. If it had been an equal match, Xie Yun would have already died from that blow.
Xie Yun looked at Chen Tian, still as troublesome as he had been thousands of years ago. However, if he could kill him, their great dream would be realized. Chen Tian also saw that Xie Yun was using his full strength. Then, nine-colored wings unfurled from Chen Tian's back, with phantom images of the Ancestral Dragon and Phoenix Ancestor coiling and merging on either side.
Chen Tian unleashed the full extent of his current capabilities. His entire body was covered in nine-colored scales, his hands transformed into nine-colored dragon claws, and nine nine-colored tails grew from his back. A carapace-like structure appeared on top of Chen Tian's head, and curved dragon horns sprouted from the sides of his arms.
Chen Tian looked at his current form, neither human nor ghost. It was different from his state in the Wan Quan He game. Chen Tian understood that this was not the Divine Realm. The power gained in the Divine Realm would undergo some changes in the real world, and this was one such change for Chen Tian. Of course, his previous Dragon-Phoenix form was not like this; it could only be said that different worlds necessitated changes, especially for adaptation.
Chen Tian looked at Xie Yun. Their true battle was about to begin. His eyes blazed with light, and Chen Tian's figure retreated more than a dozen steps. In that brief moment, the two had exchanged hundreds of blows, but Chen Tian's strength was ultimately inferior to Xie Yun's, putting him at a disadvantage.
Seeing Chen Tian retreat, Xie Yun decisively stepped forward, his figure transforming into a black shadow that charged at Chen Tian. Chen Tian, seeing this, slashed out with the dragon horn wrist blades on his arms. Dragon horns were incredibly sturdy, but Xie Yun's black liquid spear instantly deformed into a long sword. He slashed out, and Chen Tian's dragon horn wrist blades were immediately severed, flying into the sky.
The sword then lunged towards Chen Tian's face again. Chen Tian, facing the approaching sword, dodged at the last moment. His tail thrashed wildly. The nine colored tails, like ribbons, covered in countless nine-colored feathers, surged towards Xie Yun, entangling him. Xie Yun swung his long sword, and a blinding light erupted. All the tails were severed.
Chen Tian seized this opportunity to create distance. His tails gradually regenerated. Chen Tian clenched his dragon claws, and a sword appeared in his hand, infused with the power of divine ice, divine fire, the Ancestral Dragon, and the Phoenix Ancestor.
It was a divine fire hilt, with a divine ice body. Nine-colored dragon scales covered the divine ice body, and nine-colored feathers were tightly attached to either side of the sword.
Chen Tian's expression grew serious. The Dragon-Phoenix form was an ability from the game, but as long as Chen Tian gained the power, regardless of whether it was restricted in the game, there were no limits in reality. This meant that what couldn't be used in the game could be used in reality, and there were no limitations in reality.
This was the result of Chen Tian merging the origins of two worlds, manifesting his game abilities into reality. Chen Tian swung his sword, and a nine-colored blade shot out, striking Xie Yun. Xie Yun, seeing this, waved his hand and fired black blades.
The blades collided with each other, and explosions resounded. They looked at each other. In Chen Tian's mind, he had already calculated every possible outcome. To defeat Xie Yun, Chen Tian's conclusion was singular: force him to activate his strongest form.
Chen Tian no longer wished to procrastinate. To make the opponent enter his strongest state, a full-power attack was necessary. Chen Tian raised one hand to the sky. Countless winds, golden light, and lightning flashing in the sky, divine fire, divine ice, and phantom images of dragons and phoenixes slowly entered the sword.
Fearsome winds buffeted the sky, and lightning struck the sword like a raging beast, as if trying to shatter it. Golden light merged with the sword's body, while divine ice and divine fire counteracted and clashed, with dragons and phoenixes entwining. Xie Yun was stunned by the spectacle. Was he about to unleash his full power?
Xie Yun dared not be careless. He decisively launched his own attack. The black liquid sword in his hand dissolved, and countless black liquids enveloped his arms. All the power converged in his arms. If the opponent wanted a decisive blow, then so be it. With this strike, Chen Tian would be reduced to ashes.
Chen Tian opened his eyes and brought his sword down. The nine-colored sword was imbued with lightning, lava, gales, tsunamis, and light, resembling a natural disaster. Chen Tian then swung his sword out, and an afterimage shot forth: a dragon's head, a phoenix's body, and finally a phoenix's tail, with dragon claws and phoenix claws below, its entire being suffused with various energies.
With this strike, Chen Tian had exhausted all his energy. He then cast a healing spell on himself, gradually recovering his strength.
Xie Yun looked at Chen Tian's attack. Black water swirled around his arms, and then he swung them, unleashing a terrifying black liquid tornado that shot towards Chen Tian's move.
This attack engulfed Chen Tian's move. Xie Yun watched the tornado rush towards Chen Tian, believing he had won this time.
However, was that the case? As the tornado approached Chen Tian, a dragon's roar and a phoenix's cry resounded. The entire liquid tornado exploded. Chen Tian's move instantly transformed into the forms of the Ancestral Dragon and Phoenix Ancestor, charging towards Xie Yun.
Xie Yun looked at the scene before him and exclaimed, "How is this possible?"