Bao Qin said Feng Yin was ugly, but it was just output.

In fact, at this moment, Feng Yin was no longer the dried corpse Zhao Changhe first saw. His face, although still gaunt, now had the flesh and blood of a normal person, and seriously speaking, had several points of a clear and cool appearance with an ethereal grace, not ugly at all.

The change in appearance indicated their level of recovery; the more filled out like a normal person, the more complete the recovery, and the closer they were to their peak strength.

Earlier, the recovery was still relatively poor. At that time, Zhao Changhe had not yet achieved a breakthrough, relying on the divine power of the Dragon Sparrow and Star River, plus bluffing, to scare him away.

During the battle with Vermilion Bird in Jinbei, the recovery was better, almost reaching mid-stage level, but resulting in a crushing defeat at the hands of Vermilion Bird, who had just entered the Imperial Realm.

Now, after resting and recovering from the injuries caused by Vermilion Bird, he is still at this level, facing Tang Wanju, who has also just entered the Imperial Realm.

Things don't happen more than three times.

Feng Yin doesn't believe that everyone he faces has the ability to leap levels. He won't be scared away again. Seeing Tang Wanju, who seemed to play sound attack, abandon her zither for a sword and rush to engage in close combat... Feng Yin thought, if I still can't defeat you, I might as well dig a hole and bury myself.

But the longer he fought with Tang Wanju, the more Feng Yin questioned his life.

The wind is often elusive and hard to grasp, causing enemies great headaches in close combat. Yet, right now, he discovered this woman is even harder to grasp than himself.

That sword light rippled continuously like water, layer upon layer, very beautiful to behold. However, none of the sword lights seen were real, inexplicably causing damage from places where they shouldn't exist, ubiquitous, continuous and unending.

This is not just visual deception. At their level, they rely not solely on vision, yet even perception seemed severely disturbed and deceived. This was what Feng Yin excelled at, yet before his opponent, it was like suppression at the law level, causing all his attacks to dissolve into the continuous spring water, and careless splashes would leave him riddled with wounds.

What is this?

Momentarily, Feng Yin couldn't even determine the foundation of his opponent.

The existence of light is too commonplace for people.

Compared to the existence of wind, this is almost complete transcendence and suppression at the law level, not opponents of the same level.

"Whoosh!" Feng Yin's gaunt hand passed through Tang Wanju's abdomen.

Yet it was a void; Tang Wanju did not exist there. The sword light appeared from nowhere, having already slashed towards his throat.

Yes, appearing from nowhere, fighting a few rounds, Feng Yin couldn't find where the opponent was. Like a traveler in the vast Great Desert seeing an oasis, but going in that direction, no matter how he went, he couldn't reach the location, everything seen and known was illusion.

Mirage.

Feng Yin quickly avoided the throat-slashing blow, feeling a surge of fear in his heart.

Fortunately, his means were also ones that could entangle, with Tang Wanju's cultivation slightly weaker than his, indeed unable to achieve swift victory. Yet the more Feng Yin fought, the more confused he became, having no idea where the opponent was or where the attacks were coming from, relying on his stronger cultivation and speed to drag the fight on. How could he fight like this?

Looking down, he saw the Jinnan army below filled with fear, hiding beyond the artillery range, at least not directly fleeing, everyone still craning their necks hoping to see the outcome of the divine war in the air, expecting their Demon God to decide the fate of the world for them.

Feng Yin was very worried.

Originally, there was a plan considering that the opponent had Imperial Realm defenders. However, Yanmen had few soldiers left, and logically, as long as he held off the Imperial Realm, the army below should surge forward and the opponent could only watch Yanmen being broken.

And now? His side did not dare attack the city, staying far away, while Tang Wanju seemed very leisurely, hiding in the city, with shelter and food, and could drag the fight as long as desired. How long could his army stand outside?

This battle seemed impossible to fight.

Thinking this way, Feng Yin's fighting spirit weakened, and he started contemplating retreat.

Tang Wanju's eyes showed a smile, she knew this one, accustomed to coming and going with the wind, had the weakest resolve and courage among the Demon Gods known, able to be scared away by Zhao Changhe back then and now the same.

When two meet on a narrow path, the brave wins!

"Swish!" The Spring Water Sword light contracted, transforming into a rainbow, heading straight for Feng Yin.

Such a concentrated power strike was difficult to hide where the power lay, with the Qi mechanism leading, naturally detectable by an opponent of Feng Yin's level.

Feng Yin instinctively launched a violent whirlwind, encompassing Tang Wanju's form of Man and Sword Unity within.

This was their first hard collision, originally Feng Yin should have been thrilled, relying on his higher cultivation to suppress.

Yet, the reality was, Feng Yin hesitated.

He was suspicious and paranoid, believing Tang Wanju shouldn't easily reveal her aura, shouldn't easily abandon her law advantage, this made no sense.

Looking at the violent strike, actually half his mind was frantically perceiving the light and shadow around, and half his power was prepared to react to sudden attacks from elsewhere.

The outcome was obvious.

"Clang!" The sword light pierced through the seemingly violent whirlwind effortlessly, the sword light surged in the wind, penetrating Feng Yin's chest.

It was a complete true body and true sword, nothing else! Feng Yin, having misjudged, let out a painful scream, the next instant the winds swept, the intense wind pressure forcing Tang Wanju to retreat several feet. In the watchful eyes within and outside the city, Feng Yin took advantage of Tang Wanju's retreat, whirling around and swiftly vanishing without a trace.

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