What worried Li Yan the most was that after discovering his divine sense was strong, this demonic cultivator was now using his full divine sense to lock onto him during attacks. And Teng Wuji's divine sense was a notch higher than Li Yan's.
Under these circumstances, Teng Wuji could still sense the spatial fluctuations caused by Li Yan's use of "Phoenix Soars to the Heavens." Although there was a slight delay, preventing him from accurately capturing Li Yan's flight path in the first instance, Li Yan was also completely unable to shake off the pursuit of his attacks.
All of this plunged Li Yan into an extremely dangerous situation. He had to repeatedly consume large amounts of spirit power to escape, continuously changing direction in an instant to slowly mitigate the force of the opponent's attacks.
This required him to constantly circulate his spirit power, without even a moment's buffer.
However, for Li Yan, there was at least one piece of good news in all this. The speed of "Phoenix Soars to the Heavens" was incredibly fast, and its direction could be changed with a mere thought.
So, Teng Wuji's perception of where Li Yan would appear next would always be slightly delayed, and only then could he confirm it.
Teng Wuji simply stayed in place and didn't pursue him personally. His short-distance burst speed couldn't match Li Yan's, and his abrupt directional changes couldn't compare to "Phoenix Soars to the Heavens." But if he used his divine sense to perceive the spatial fluctuations, he could wear Li Yan down to death.
It had to be said, Teng Wuji's combat experience was far beyond what Li Yan could compare to. He saw Li Yan's fatal weakness at a glance.
At this moment, Teng Wuji also had to be fully focused on controlling the dark-gold light clusters. Li Yan's figure was terrifyingly fast. If he was even slightly careless, the opponent would disappear from his divine sense.
Just this point alone made Teng Wuji's expression turn extremely ugly. A mere Foundation Establishment cultivator was making him feel tied up.
He felt like he had seen the movement skill this boy was cultivating somewhere before; it felt faintly familiar. But for a moment, the thought was stuck in his throat, just out of reach.
But he was certain that this movement skill should be a demonic beast's movement skill. Even with his cultivation, he had only heard of the "Undead Nether Phoenix." He had even only heard it mentioned by friends when discussing the Dao. How could he possibly think of it at this moment?
Thus, he became more certain that Li Yan was likely a demonic cultivator.
'I've long heard that there is a secret realm in the Desolate Moon Continent whose power is comparable to the Four Great Sects. Could this person be from there?'
With his status, he knew a little about the matter of inquiring about the secret realm as instructed by the Marshal.
For a moment, Teng Wuji didn't even realize that he had wasted too much time speculating on Li Yan's identity.
If he knew that this was the bloodline inheritance movement skill of the "Undead Nether Phoenix," "Phoenix Soars to the Heavens," Teng Wuji would probably have used all his divine abilities to obtain Li Yan's essence blood in the shortest time possible.
After he refined the "Undead Nether Phoenix" essence blood, it would be a heavenly fortune that would allow his long-stagnant realm to rise another level. It was highly possible he could break through to the Late-stage Golden Core, and even obtain some kind of bloodline inheritance divine ability of the "Undead Nether Phoenix."
Just from the fact that a Foundation Establishment cultivator, relying only on a movement skill, was forcing a powerful cultivator like him into a corner for a time, one could see the terror of the "Undead Nether Phoenix" essence blood.
Li Yan's face remained impassive and expressionless. When his figure reappeared, a dozen dark-gold light clusters were once again in pursuit, but their aura had weakened.
This time, Li Yan didn't use a large number of wind blades to wear down the power of the dark-gold light clusters. He suddenly made a gesture with his right hand in the air, and a pale yellow folding fan appeared in it.
It was the Li Fire Profound Yellow Fan. Li Yan held the fan in his right hand, and the index and middle fingers of his left hand were held together like a sword. He raised his fingers and wiped them across the closed fan ribs. A red flame shot out from the pale yellow fan.
The moment it left the fan, the red flame instantly transformed into a giant net, casting itself towards the dark-gold light clusters shooting from behind.
This time, Li Yan didn't release too much Li Fire, only a small part. He had an idea. Since the opponent's dark-gold light clusters had the power of thunder, and he couldn't resist them with his own immortal arts, why not try to see if Li Fire could?
Moreover, he had already consumed more than half of his spirit power. He had just swallowed "Rongsun" not long ago. The mysterious Blood River in the Li Fire Profound Yellow Fan could even refine the "Undead Nether Phoenix" essence blood. Perhaps it would have some effect on the dark-gold light clusters.
Of course, he couldn't immediately summon the "Blood River." That would expose his trump card completely.
But the Li Fire came from the Blood River. He thought that by meeting the dark-gold light clusters, he could at least learn something.
Seeing Li Yan take out another folding fan magical treasure, and looking at the large net formed by the sparse red flames, Teng Wuji just sneered.
He didn't believe that every magical treasure this kid took out had incredible power. If that were the case, magical treasures would be worthless.
Even if this kid was an important disciple of the demonic beast lineage or the Four Great Sects, a sect's cultivation resources couldn't all be given to him alone.
However, in the next moment, a scene that stunned both sides appeared.
The seemingly thin net of red flame, which looked like it could be shredded by a single wind blade, the moment it met the first dark-gold light cluster, the red flames on the net seemed to ignite a pot of boiling oil in an instant.
With a "bang," that dark-gold light cluster, under Teng Wuji's mocking gaze, had already exploded into a sky full of starlight. In between, there were a few wisps of faint blue arcs of electricity "sizzling," instantly filling the sky.
The net of red flame also had a small hole torn in it, but it still continued to cast itself backward. A series of two or three bangs immediately rang out in the dead of night.
Looking at the two remaining dark-gold light clusters floating motionlessly in the distance, Teng Wuji's face was extremely ugly. His "Dark-Gold Thunder Light" had been broken just like that. If he hadn't quickly controlled the remaining two, they would have been destroyed as well.
For a moment, Teng Wuji felt his qi and blood surge. Everything he had encountered today was too strange. He now just wanted to go forward and tear this strange youth to pieces.
But he also knew that his movement skill was not as good as the opponent's. However, he also saw that Li Yan's face was starting to turn pale, and his aura was dropping sharply.
'This kid needs a lot of magical power to perform that kind of movement skill. He can't last long!' With this thought, Teng Wuji stretched out his hands. This time, starting from his hands, points of light lit up one after another, extending all the way up to his elbows.
In an instant, Teng Wuji's arms were covered with more than twenty dark-gold light clusters. He didn't believe that the opponent's magical treasure could contain much of that red flame.
With his experience, he could tell at a glance that the red flame in the opponent's folding fan should be a finite resource.
He wanted to force him to use his movement skill a few more times. That way, Li Yan would be a spent arrow at the end of its flight. Without his strange movement skill, all of the green-robed boy's tricks would be laughable in his eyes.
A series of continuous "whooshing" screeches sounded from all directions.
Looking at the dark-gold light clusters surrounding him and whistling towards him, Li Yan took a deep breath. In his desperation just now, the Li Fire had indeed worked.
But just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he saw this formation appear. The opponent was too difficult to deal with. He had guessed that his Li Fire was not much and was forcing him to continue using "Phoenix Soars to the Heavens."
In fact, Li Yan was not afraid of consuming magical power. He still had "Rongsun." But as soon as he circulated his spirit power, he felt the sharp pain of ten thousand needles piercing his body.
Li Yan's thoughts raced, his face still indifferent and impassive. This made Teng Wuji, who had been observing him, unable to read any of his emotions. How could he possibly judge Li Yan's thoughts? Teng Wuji's killing intent soared.
'If this person is allowed to grow, he will definitely stir up a storm in the Desolate Moon Continent in the future. He must die!'
Li Yan took a deep breath. His left hand once again wiped across the fan ribs. This time, four streaks of red flame flew out, and their color was much richer than before.
As soon as the four streaks of red flame appeared, they turned into several small nets, which grew with the wind and, in a moment, met the attacks from four directions.
This time, not only did Li Yan not leave a single trace of Li Fire in the fan, but he also released all the remaining Li Fire. Especially the giant net of Li Fire heading towards Teng Wuji, which was as red as blood.
In an instant, the great net of blood-colored flame collided with the whistling dark-gold light clusters. There was another dizzying series of explosions, and countless points of starlight burst into the air.
The giant net of Li Fire heading towards Teng Wuji, after collapsing five dark-gold light clusters, still shot towards Teng Wuji with its remaining flames.
Teng Wuji simply pointed a finger. A beam of dark light instantly enveloped the Li Fire that was about to hit him. Then, with a wave of his great hand, the Li Fire turned into a cloud of black smoke and dissipated into the sky.
'This fire has a dissolving power. It's not a Heaven and Earth Exotic Fire, but it's definitely not a flame manifested by some divine ability. This is the first time I've seen it.'
In an instant, Teng Wuji had judged the strangeness of the Li Fire. It was precisely the dissolving power in the fire that could instantly loosen the dark-gold light clusters, preventing them from continuing to condense and thus causing them to disperse.
'This kid has so... so... so many goddamn powerful magical treasures!' For a moment, Teng Wuji couldn't help but curse. He was already a little numb.
Looking at the distant Li Yan, holding the pale yellow folding fan and quietly looking at him, Teng Wuji thought for a moment and didn't continue to launch "Dark-Gold Thunder Light."
His "Dark-Gold Thunder Light" was not easy to cultivate. He had already consumed nearly half of it today. The key was that he was not sure about the folding fan in Li Yan's hand and didn't know how much of that flame was left.
If he continued to launch "Dark-Gold Thunder Light," Teng Wuji believed that the flame in the opponent's folding fan would definitely be consumed.
But that would take more time. Teng Wuji was unwilling to waste a single moment. His figure flickered, and he pounced towards Li Yan. At the same time, with a wave of his great hand, he had already formed a spatial cage around Li Yan.
Just as he waved his hand, Li Yan's figure had already disappeared from his original spot. Li Yan's divine sense was weaker than his, but only by a notch. He had immediately sensed that something was wrong.
A Golden Core cultivator's "Spirit Power Prison" was a nightmare for cultivators below the Golden Core realm. Once trapped, they were lambs to the slaughter.
Seeing that the opponent had indeed escaped his spatial cage at the last moment, Teng Wuji didn't care anymore. His figure also disappeared.
When Teng Wuji reappeared, he once again launched a spatial cage. Although his speed was not as fast as "Phoenix Soars to the Heavens," it wasn't much slower. He didn't give Li Yan any chance to breathe, while continuously sealing off the surrounding space.
He saw that Li Yan's movement skill couldn't cover long distances and couldn't be used for a long time.
Unlike himself, who relied on true strength. He estimated that in another ten breaths or so, the green-robed boy would either run out of spirit power or be caught in his spatial cage during a moment of hesitation. Or, in his haste, he would plunge headlong into a previously laid spatial cage.
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At this moment, the battle between Bai Rou and the "White Blaze Demon Tiger" below had also reached a critical point.