Chapter 411: Peacock’s Power

By the time his consciousness arrived, all the true form’s tails had already disappeared.

And in front of him, more than eight hundred arrows were about to fall.

Above them, new arrowheads once again emerged from the eight hundred and ninety one eye like spots on the peacock’s nine tail feathers.

At the same time, the spiritual energy remaining within the true form had already been depleted by one third.

Other than Tushan Qing, Tushan Shanhe had never encountered another opponent capable of creating such an intense crisis with a single move.

He immediately became interested.

He raised his hand and summoned a long spear spiritual artifact. With a low chuckle, he said, "Kid, I didn’t expect fighting you would make me this excited. Fine! I’ll take you seriously now."

"If knocking them away causes them to explode, then what happens if I break them instead? I refuse to believe your technique has no weaknesses."

As he spoke, he controlled the long spear until it formed an airtight web of movements, covering an area dozens of meters around him and slicing apart everything within it, including the three meter long arrows fired by Fu Young’s Peacock Dance.

Fu Young protected Xiao Shou, preventing the violent winds produced by the clash from reaching him.

Hearing Tushan Shanhe’s voice transmission, the corners of Fu Young’s lips curled upward. His peerlessly handsome young face revealed a brilliant smile as he replied without concern.

"Then give it a try! Since you are my Master’s clansman and have no ill intentions toward him, I’ll remind you of something. This technique is called the Ninefold Soul Piercing Arrow. It is an attack specifically aimed at the soul. Peacock Dance is only one form of this technique."

"Could there be even more powerful variations?" Tushan Shanhe became even more interested upon hearing this. "Kid, you’ve caught my attention. Your Master is merely an obscure member of the Tushan Clan, and his cultivation even seems inferior to yours. As for me, I’m a newly appointed elder of the Tushan Clan, and my cultivation has already reached the middle stage of Tribulation Crossing."

"Would you like to become my disciple? There are plenty of benefits to becoming my disciple. The first is that I can take you away from this realm as well." Tushan Shanhe became delighted instead of angry.

While fighting, he continued sending voice transmissions to Fu Young and pondering the meaning behind his words.

An attack specifically targeting divine sense.

Normally, the only thing capable of damaging the soul was an even purer and denser soul force.

Could it be... Thinking of this, he suddenly became startled and hurriedly spread his senses around.

Sure enough, he discovered that the arrows he had cut apart were wrapped in a faint but unusual red divine sense aura that seemed to be emanating from within them.

They were stirring restlessly, as though they were about to undergo another transformation.

However, this transformation seemed to require some kind of condition to be met.

What could that condition be?

He looked at the arrow shafts he had continuously severed into several pieces and scattered onto the ground, the arrows still falling from above, and the continuous deep explosions erupting throughout the surroundings.

He began thinking carefully.

"Hmph!"

Hearing Tushan Shanhe’s invitation, Fu Young responded with a disdainful cold snort. While controlling the peacock and preparing it for its next transformation, he sent a voice transmission without the slightest hesitation.

"I refuse."

"This battle is quite interesting. But Shanhe isn’t an idiot either. He should have figured out the key to the next transformation by now. Hey, little fellow, who do you think will win between him and your Master?" Tushan Qing lifted Yao Ming, the amusement in his eyes growing stronger and stronger.

Yao Ming trembled all over when he saw this, but still stubbornly refused to submit. "Of course my Master will win! Other than the beautiful man, I’ve never seen anyone more powerful than my Master."

"The beautiful man? Who is that?" Tushan Qing became interested upon hearing this.

What kind of beauty was that?

If someone could arouse his interest, then perhaps doing this and that with them would not be bad either.

Tushan Qing rested his chin on his hand and happily imagined it.

However, in the next moment, Yao Ming poured an entire bucket of cold water over him.

"The beautiful man is the beautiful man! Look! It’s that beauty being held by my Master! Why did your face suddenly turn dark? Hey~~~~! Don’t grab my wings! I’m so fragile, it hurts! Let go of me, you big bully! Waaaah... Master, save me..."

The pet’s master, who was currently fighting, could not hear his pet’s cries for help.

He was completely focused on dealing with Tushan Shanhe. As the various parts of the entire competition arena were continuously blasted apart, he had initially tried to help block the arrows together with everyone else.

However, he soon discovered that his defensive techniques were just like the defensive formations and barriers. They were completely ineffective against these arrows.

Everyone in the surrounding area had already retreated to the edges. They were worried that attacking would cause them to be caught up in this battle between two powerful experts from the Upper Realm.

Hearing Yao Ming’s pitiful cries for help, every single person sympathized with him inwardly while secretly complaining that he deserved it.

Just look at his Master!

The Demon Abyss had not even arrived yet, and he had already smashed the entire competition arena to pieces. Various spiritual artifacts had been shattered beyond repair, so his spiritual pet suffering a little was only fair.

Tushan Shanhe, however, felt that something was increasingly wrong as the battle continued.

He kept breaking apart the falling arrows. The red aura on the broken arrow fragments continued to stir restlessly, yet he could not see any obvious change.

The number of falling arrows was not decreasing either.

And that enormous peacock also...

Hmm?

No, that was not right.