C456 Power of Light
C456 Power of Light
The white light had replaced the purplish-red power source. Sikong Xuan's Source Power Level was still at the third level of Paleo Rank, but the feeling she gave off was completely different. A strong aura was slowly emitted from Sikong Xuan's body.
If the Sikong Xuan from before was equivalent to a sparrow, then the Sikong Xuan now was like a vigorous and fierce eagle.
"I thank the Holy Lord for the power he bestowed upon me." Sikong Xuan placed her hands above her head, closed her eyes and said slowly.
"What kind of secret technique is this? I feel like this little girl's fighting strength has instantly increased by quite a few levels. Tsk, tsk, I just feel a bit weird. I can't put my finger on it …" Di Qingyun frowned and said.
"This white light looks holy and solemn, like a precious light, but I keep having the feeling that within the light, there exists a vaguely bitter and evil aura. It seems like there's a vengeful spirit roaring, but it's clearly such a pure and flawless light …" Cao Chong's eyes became sharper, and he saw everything more clearly.
"White light..." Saint Lord... This is the fucking power of light of the Holy Envoy! " Que De sat up straight.
"Little brother Que De, power of light, is that the name of this secret technique?" Zhuge Jian asked.
"Mr. Zhuge, have you never heard of Saint Lord of Light?" Que De was somewhat surprised.
"Never heard of it." Zhuge Jian shrugged and said.
"We are also unfamiliar with this name, but it sounds like it's an extraordinary expert." Cao Chong and Di Qingyun also said so.
"It seems that the people from Three Layers Heaven World do not know much about Saint Lord of Light and Night King." Que De thought for a while, and then he made up an excuse, and said, "We brothers met this kind of person a few years ago when we were travelling around with my master. This kind of person believes in Saint Lord of Light, to be honest, I don't know who Saint Lord of Light is. Saint Lord of Light's spokesperson is called the Holy Envoy. He has never appeared in public and has always been the Holy Envoy replacing Saint Lord of Light to bestow the power of light to his followers. "
"There's such a miraculous thing?" Cao Chong and the others became interested.
Que De's voice was quite loud. At least, Sikong Zhen, who was two to three hundred meters away, could hear it.
Sikong Zhen's expression instantly changed. He quickly said, "The most exciting moment is about to happen in the arena. Everyone, don't focus on chatting. We missed it."
Que De actually knew about Saint Lord of Light, the power of light, and even the Holy Envoy.
He had originally thought that this secret, along with the entire Yanhua Empire, was only known by him, Sikong Zhen.
Fortunately, Sikong Zhen's words did have some effect.
The change in Sikong Xuan's Origin Energy from purplish-red to white was already a rare phenomenon. It attracted the interest of everyone on the scene. Once Sikong Zhen said it, everyone's attention was naturally drawn to the arena.
Sikong Zhen was relieved to see that everyone's attention was no longer on Que De.
The power of light had some hidden secrets, they could not see the light of day.
Que De was not in a hurry to continue explaining. He and Shen Lang looked at each other and leisurely lit a cigarette.
"White power of light, it seems to be given to you by a Saint Envoy of the second step." Shen Lang also recognized the origin of the white light on Sikong Xuan's body.
Saint Lord of Light's holy envoy and Night King's Dark Apostle were also divided into three ranks. The lowest level third level Holy Envoy had a power of light that was gray, the second level Holy Envoy's power of light was white, and the first level Holy Envoy's power of light was gold.
"Sikong Xuan, just how many people did you kill to raise your power of light to such a high level?" Shen Lang asked.
A trace of panic flashed across Sikong Xuan's face. She decisively made her move, not allowing Shen Lang to continue speaking.
"Shen Lang, die!" Sikong Xuan pressed her toes on the ground lightly and a faint white light appeared under her feet. She carried Sikong Xuan's body forward and quickly closed the distance between her and Shen Lang.
Before he even arrived, Sikong Xuan's hands had already condensed into two long swords made of white light. The swords slashed across two white faces as they slashed towards Shen Lang's neck.
"Sikong Xuan, are you actually that afraid of being exposed? Then you must hurry up and kill me. Afterwards, go outside and kill my brother." Shen Lang sneered. His feet were using Ghost Shadow Perplexing Steps. His figure flashed and left an afterimage on the spot, which was shattered by Sikong Xuan's white light sword.
Sikong Xuan raised her head and saw that Shen Lang had already retreated thirty to forty meters.
"Look at this!"
Sikong Xuan raised her hands and threw out the two swords made of white light!
The white sword instantly turned into two white energy pillars. They intertwined as they rushed towards Shen Lang like two meteors falling from the sky. A heavy feeling of oppression rose in the air.
Shen Lang frowned slightly as he felt the great power behind the two white lights. He turned his body to the side and the two white lights seemed to pass through his body, one in front and one behind. The strong wind that swept up made Shen Lang's skin feel a sharp pain.
The corner of Sikong Xuan's mouth hooked up into a smug smile. She slightly moved her finger and the two white lights that passed by Shen Lang changed their direction in the air and went straight for Shen Lang's heart.
"It can actually be controlled remotely." Shen Lang raised his eyebrows and used his finger as a sword. A golden light flashed on his fingertip and with a whoosh, it quickly pressed down. In the time it took to take a few hundred breaths, the two beams of light shattered into numerous white light spots.
Sikong Xuan didn't panic at all. She sneered and threw a dozen more white lights from her hands. They turned into dozens of white lights. They interweaved to form a huge net and charged towards Shen Lang.
Shen Lang became alert. He found that the white light was different from the previous two. It contained a corrosive force. Shen Lang raised his hand and hit out a palm. The golden source energy hit the white net, like a drop of water hitting a red-hot iron. "Chi chi" a few times, and then it disappeared.
"It really is like that." Shen Lang looked at Sikong Xuan from the other side of the net and saw the resolute expression on Sikong Xuan's face.
"I'm so stupid, I've been pestering such an idiot for so long."
Shen Lang took a long breath and his aura started to rise abruptly.
Level 8 of True Rank, ninth level of the True Rank, first level of the Paleo Rank, second level of the Paleo Rank …
It was only until he reached the fourth level of Paleo Rank did Shen Lang's aura stabilize once again.
"I thought it was only the first or second level of Paleo Rank. I didn't expect it to be so close to the fifth level, only twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. It's really so surprising." Cao Chong squinted his eyes and looked at Shen Lang again.
"Suppressing his own strength onto his Level 8 of True Rank, he's actually able to face a Source Cultivator of the third level of the Paleo Rank head on. This kind of fighting strength is truly extraordinary." Hee Qingtong praised.