Chapter 247: The Gap

"Thunderfall!"

In a moment of crisis, hastily.

Ye Qingxuan could only muster a sixth-grade supreme Thunderfall talisman to counter the attack from that peak Soul Transformation demon of the Green Clan.

"Boom!"

"Pfft!"

As the massive collision roared, a powerful energy shockwave spread outward.

Although Ye Qingxuan had timely condensed a spiritual power shield before him.

His spiritual power shield merely caused that intense energy shockwave to pause for less than an instant.

It was then shattered directly by the shockwave, slamming hard into his clone's body.

Facing the power of a peak Soul Transformation cultivator, even though Ye Qingxuan was not directly struck by that force.

Thus, between Ye Qingxuan's true body and a peak Soul Transformation expert, there seemed to be only a gap of two minor realms.

The difference here could not be fully bridged by the amplification of a few nascent great techniques on Ye Qingxuan's strength.

One must know that under normal circumstances, the time required to cultivate from early Soul Transformation to peak Soul Transformation.

The resulting increase in power is not as great as one might imagine.

Do not think this gap is insignificant.

So although Ye Qingxuan possesses several nascent great techniques, giving him certain advantages within the Soul Transformation realm, this advantage is merely relative.

Moreover, the power of some top-tier spells is not necessarily much weaker than that of nascent great techniques.

The energy shock generated by their collision, at close range, is something Ye Qingxuan cannot withstand.

Causing the mountain range below to crack continuously, directly collapsing nearly half the mountain body.

In reality, it represents the accumulation of countless years of cultivation.

With just one strike, even though Ye Qingxuan used a sixth-grade supreme talisman to counter the attack, wearing down the power of the peak Soul Transformation expert's assault.

It might take longer than the time required for a cultivator to cultivate from early Qi Refining to peak Soul Transformation.

"Cough, cough!"

Looking up at that figure whose momentum surged like a tide, he murmured to himself:

"Is this the might of a peak Soul Transformation expert? Even if my true body unleashed its full power, I probably could not contend with it, right?"

No matter how strong spells or great techniques are, they must rely on one's own strength to be effective.

Between him and a peak Soul Transformation expert, there remains a gap of two minor realms.

Struck by this force, Ye Qingxuan's clone spat blood directly, crashing hard into the mountain range below.

With the strength of his true body, Ye Qingxuan could only dominate among ordinary early and mid-stage Soul Transformation cultivators.

Deep beneath the mountain range, after a bout of violent coughing, Ye Qingxuan struggled to his feet.

But the gap in cultivation strength still left Ye Qingxuan's clone severely injured on the spot.

Ye Qingxuan's true body is currently only at the early stage of Soul Transformation.

"Human whelp, you dare kill my offspring. Today, I will make you accompany my son in death."

Just as Ye Qingxuan was pondering.

The peak Soul Transformation Green Clan demon above the mountain range struck again.

A deep voice accompanied by intense pressure firmly locked onto the remains of Ye Qingxuan's clone, while a giant palm formed of demonic energy rapidly condensed above Ye Qingxuan.

"Dying by my, Great Demon Tian's hand, is an honor for you."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than the giant palm above Ye Qingxuan began to fall upon him.

Seemingly wishing for Ye Qingxuan to endure the torment of facing death, the giant palm condensed by that Green Clan demon did not descend quickly.

Yet as the giant palm continued its descent, Ye Qingxuan felt an overwhelming suppressing force.

He felt that the five viscera and six organs within this clone's body were as if about to be crushed and shattered by this suppressing power.

Blood flowed uncontrollably from the corner of his mouth, yet Ye Qingxuan's eyes remained exceptionally calm.

After all, this was merely an ordinary clone of his.

If it perishes, it perishes; nothing major, though it is a pity regarding the bodies of Green Clan demons this clone had hunted over the years.

After today's defeat, Ye Qingxuan felt no despair; he had simply been defeated by the accumulation of time and the difference in realms.

He possesses endless lifespan.

Given enough time, sooner or later, he will stand at the peak of this world, crushing others with his realm.

The temporary victory or defeat of a clone is not enough to stir Ye Qingxuan.

As long as his true body is not in danger, the rest is insignificant.

However, though he said so, Ye Qingxuan would not so easily surrender.

His gaze sharpened, and Ye Qingxuan shouted low:

"World Suppression!"

In the next instant, Dao sounds surrounded Ye Qingxuan, and Dao rhymes flowed.

The power of World Suppression began to condense above Ye Qingxuan's head, rapidly forming the phantom image of a giant tower.

But as soon as this giant tower phantom took shape, it began to totter under the suppression of the slowly descending giant palm above.

Seeing this, Ye Qingxuan's eyes flickered slightly; with a flip of his palm, a mid-grade spiritual artifact-level World Suppression Tower appeared in his hand.

He then tossed it upward; the World Suppression Tower in his hand rapidly enlarged in the air, gradually merging with the giant tower phantom above.

"Voom!"

Only the sound of "voom" was heard; the giant tower above rapidly solidified, turning into a glassy color.

A visible wave emanated from the glassy giant tower, continuously resisting the giant palm condensed by that peak Soul Transformation Green Clan demon.

"Heh, interesting."

Sensing Ye Qingxuan's move, the Green Demon Clan entity above merely sneered, making no other move, its eyes instead revealing a mocking glint.

Indeed, all of this seemed futile.

The minor divine technique, the Form of Suppressing the World, cast by Ye Qingxuan, did not halt the giant palm surging with demonic qi above.

"Crack, crack."

As time passed, the giant palm pressed down relentlessly.

The Suppressing World Tower formed by the minor divine technique, Suppressing the World, began to emit cracking sounds, giving the distinct impression of being on the verge of collapse.

"Cough!"

This situation was within Ye Qingxuan's expectations.

After a light cough, Ye Qingxuan lowered his gaze slightly, a hint of coldness flowing through his eyes.

Seizing the moment when the peak Soul Transformation realm Green Demon Clan entity above let its guard down, Ye Qingxuan willed the Suppressing World Tower above his head to collapse automatically.

"Boom!"

With the explosion of the Suppressing World Tower, the power of suppression erupted suddenly, causing a slight loosening in the crushing force of the Great Demon Heavenly Hand.

Seizing this opportunity, Ye Qingxuan instantly activated a sixth-grade teleportation talisman.

He did not flee; in the Xuanmu Realm, attempting to escape before a peak Soul Transformation realm expert using a sixth-grade teleportation talisman was nothing but a pipe dream.

Ye Qingxuan merely used the power of the sixth-grade teleportation talisman to arrive near the peak Soul Transformation realm Green Demon Clan entity.

In the face of the opponent's surprised gaze, Ye Qingxuan first activated five sixth-grade supreme-grade protective talismans, blocking the opponent's instinctive casual strike.

Looking at the four remaining protective barriers before him, Ye Qingxuan, expressionless, took out all the sixth-grade talismans he carried and activated them one by one.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Endless talisman attacks struck the space where the peak Soul Transformation realm Green Demon Clan entity was located in succession, sending up waves of energy tides.

Swept by the energy tides, the four remaining protective barriers before Ye Qingxuan cracked and shattered one after another.

Looking at the spot not far ahead where energy continued to explode and roar, Ye Qingxuan showed no joy in his eyes; instead, his expression grew increasingly grave.

(End of this chapter)