Chapter 399: Divine Art of the Spiraling Vortex

The crowd buzzed with discussion, their astonished gazes sweeping over Li Qingxue's delicate figure. The aura emanating from her was extremely formidable, enough to contend even with an ordinary War Emperor.

"As expected of the Holy Maiden of the Li family—cultivation profound and having obtained an ancient inheritance, she will surely become a powerhouse in the future," Xing Shan remarked, his eyes glancing at Li Qingxue with a trace of surprise, speaking softly.

"Yang Tian should be able to defeat her," Xing Hao said beside him, filled with strong confidence and great faith in Yang Tian.

"That wretched woman..." Yun'er clenched her jade hand, a flicker of disgust flashing in her beautiful eyes as she couldn't help pouting.

"Uh..." Looking at the girl who had uttered such crude words, Xing Hao scratched his head, his face full of astonishment, his jaw nearly dropping.

His gaze falling on Li Qingxue's body, Yang Tian pursed his lips. Having opened three Dao bodies, his physical strength had reached an inconceivable level, extremely formidable, and he showed no fear at this moment.

"I hope you won't blame me," Li Qingxue said, supremely arrogant, looking down at him with confidence in her victory.

She wanted to slay Yang Tian, to establish her path as a divine maiden, to open up a new world, to look down upon the nine heavens, and in the future to suppress all domains!

Her future, she would control herself, not treat it as a dowry! She wanted to be a divine maiden revered by all, and all obstacles were but stepping stones.

This faint, intangible thought was instantly detected by Yang Tian, and he sneered inwardly. People always change; this was a world where the strong ruled, and only absolute power gave absolute say.

At that moment, a strange energy surged in Li Qingxue's pupils, like a vortex, extremely captivating, as if it could draw in one's mind.

"Such a terrifying soul attack!" Someone was startled; he was a War Emperor, yet he had momentarily lost focus, nearly falling into it.

Her pupils were like an abyss, making people dare not look directly, and even some juniors lost their mental composure, as if about to submit to her.

Just as Yang Tian's soul emitted a faint tremor, a surge of blood-colored energy burst forth, extremely domineering, guarding all directions, and his soul body returned to normal.

He couldn't help but let out a soft exclamation. He had seen few people master powerful soul secret arts, and he hadn't expected Li Qingxue to possess such a technique.

"It seems her inheritance is not simple. Unfortunately..." Yang Tian chuckled inwardly. His soul body was guarded by a divine object, so even a terrifying figure could not harm his soul.

"I didn't expect Xiaoxue to have mastered the Divine Art of the Spiraling Vortex. Truly remarkable," Li Cheng said, looking at the vortex like an abyss, unable to help smiling.

Li Qingxue's aura was fierce. The inheritance she had obtained was extraordinary, exuding a majesty that compelled submission. The vortex in her eyes grew more terrifying, as if she were looking down upon her plaything.

"Showing off soul secret arts in front of someone who masters terrifying soul techniques—isn't that asking for death?" Xiao Ji glanced at the arrogant woman, shaking his head slightly and sneering inwardly.

Yang Tian's soul power was extremely strong, and he controlled a fearsome soul attack technique, not to mention that he was also an alchemist.

Li Qingxue possessed an innate majesty, like a divine maiden looking down on Yang Tian. Seeing Yang Tian's dazed expression, she couldn't help but chuckle softly, and at the same time, a hint of deadly killing intent leaked from her eyes.

With a hum, Li Qingxue's jade hand traced, tearing open the void. On Yang Tian's forehead bone, a rift suddenly opened, and a powerful energy pierced toward his forehead bone.

Yun'er's face turned pale, and her jade hand instantly clenched. She saw Yang Tian's dazed look, presumably his mind ensnared by the soul secret art.

"It's nothing. If this kid couldn't handle even this, then I'd have misjudged him," Xing Shan said, unable to help smiling, gently patting her trembling body.

Many were greatly alarmed, even closing their eyes, as if unwilling to see a prodigy of the Eastern Continent die so ignominiously, killed by his former fiancée.

Bang! In the scene before them, that energy mass pierced through Yang Tian's forehead bone, and his body instantly shattered into pieces, breaking like a mirror.

"An illusion!" Seeing this, everyone was shocked. Yang Tian was too fast; only some powerful figures could catch a faint trace of his shadow.

Yang Tian had absorbed the essence blood of the Golden-Winged Roc, and his mastery of the Eight Wastelands Stride had become increasingly perfect, his speed astonishing.

"That's the Eight Wastelands Stride!" Several elders of the Joyous Union Sect had very ugly expressions, their eyes cold. Their sect had obtained the Eight Wastelands Stride at the Wanxiang Auction last time, but later Yang Tian had snatched a copy.

"How is this possible? The copy he obtained doesn't even have the phantom of the Golden-Winged Roc—how can he be so fast!" An elder of the Joyous Union Sect who had cultivated the step technique had a very grim expression, also shocked inwardly.

The illusion shattered, and Li Qingxue's arrogant aura instantly dissipated somewhat, replaced by a hint of surprise. The Divine Art of the Spiraling Vortex was an extremely powerful soul secret art, capable of affecting even a War Emperor.

In a duel of experts, not a single oversight is allowed, or it could cost one's life. Not only were they shocked, but the faces of some Li family experts also turned somewhat unpleasant.

All this happened in an instant. Just as Li Qingxue's gaze turned, a terrifying wave of energy erupted from behind her, like surging rivers and seas, tearing through the sky and rushing forward.

Swish! Behind Li Qingxue, a milky-white lotus suddenly appeared, radiating holy brilliance. The lotus leaves opened, shedding divine light and laying down a layer of defense.

Boom! Under the astonished gazes around, that terrifying energy heavily struck the milky-white light barrier, causing explosions all around and deafening sonic booms.

Crimson clouds blazed brilliantly, like layers of astonishing waves, surging endlessly, bombarding the light screen. The hastily laid defense twisted violently.

Suddenly, heaven and earth trembled. Surging blood energy was like a sea, unleashing a fierce attack, instantly condensing into a huge fist that heavily struck the light barrier.

Bang! The milky-white light barrier shattered in an instant. With a deafening explosion, all directions quaked, monstrous waves split the sky, and clouds scattered. That terrifying fist suddenly smashed into the lotus.

Li Qingxue's gaze turned solemn. A surge of vast energy flowed from her jade hand like a torrent, pouring into the lotus. The opening lotus leaves trembled, laying down several more layers of defense.

Yang Tian smiled faintly and stepped forward. His whole body radiated soaring divine light, the great Dao's sounds resounded within him, and the seated deities all trembled, devouring the essence of all directions.

"Die!" Li Qingxue shouted coldly. The milky-white lotus soared, erupting with astonishing gales. The void rumbled as it attacked toward Yang Tian's body.

Bang! Yang Tian's foot suddenly stomped. Under the horrified gazes around, the battle platform suddenly cracked open with a large fissure, the interwoven patterns spreading wildly in all directions.

"So powerful! How did his physical body improve so quickly?" Xiao Ji and Fatty exchanged glances, both with a hint of surprise, unable to help saying.

Months ago, Yang Tian's physique was similar to theirs, but now it had surged so much, extremely terrifying.

Not only them, but many experts around were also secretly shocked. They had long heard of Yang Tian's formidable physique, but they hadn't expected it to reach such a level—even Wuyan Steel couldn't withstand a single stomp from him.

Boom! Yang Tian's fist suddenly clenched, as if forged from red gold, radiating starlight. He punched out, like an indestructible divine spear, heavily striking the milky-white lotus.