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Everyone knew how Lin Feng himself looked like. Not only in the Divine Lands, even the cultivators of the East Sea had seen his image before. As his Avatar of Ares looked exactly like him, there was no difficulty in recognition.

However, the Steel Tree Avatar was different. Not only was its appearance different from Lin Feng’s, it rarely ventured out as well.

In the Divine Lands, the Great Void Sect, the Great Zhou Empire, the Great Qin Empire and the Mount Shu Sword Sect were powerful forces with many sources of information. They were able to obtain images of the Lin Feng’s Steel Tree Avatar. However, for an independent cultivator like the Freshwater Holy Man who resided in the East Sea, it was extremely difficult for him to do the same.

The Freshwater Holy Man looked straight at Lin Feng and his shape in the sky began to change. He no longer took up a human form but instead, turned into a giant black thunder ball.

The black thunder ball floated in the skies above Mount Liubo like a black sun as it looked down on the island and the sea underneath it.

This was the Freshwater Holy Man’s Immortal Soul Avatar. The black thunder ball that he transformed into had large amount lightning darting about it like snakes. However, it made no sound.

Looking at it carefully, it appeared that the snake-like jolts of electricity were completely made up of Black Gui Thunder Water.

"He is nothing more than a Nascent Soul stage cultivator of the Celestial Sect of Wonders!"

The thunder ball vibrated furiously in the sky and instantly, tens of thousands of Black Gui Thunder Water poured downwards. They criss-crossed in mid-air and turned into a huge black web made out of thunder water as they enveloped Lin Feng and company.

Xiao Yan and Zhu Yi furrowed their eyebrows but Lin Feng waved his hands at them and said, "There’s some secret on him. Let me handle him, if not he may run away."

As he said that, Lin Feng suddenly blazed with clear light that shot straight into the clouds.

In the clear light, a giant light shadow appeared. It appeared to possess four legs and eight hands and resembled a headless giant. At the same time, it looked like a tree as its bottom was firmly planted in the soil. Eight giant tree branches stretched out into the heavens.

When the light became clearer, it was a giant tree that stretched out into the heavens.

The four thick roots at its bottom embedded themselves into the void, stabilizing the elements of Earth, Water, Fire and Wind.

The eight tree branches that extended into the sky turned respectively into the eight elements of creation, Heaven, Earth, Wind, Thunder, Water, Fire, Mountain and Pond.

Black and white light flashed non-stop on the body of the tree as the leaves on its branches remained unmoving, as if they were made out of steel plates. A powerful aura, brimming with resilience and indestructibility, began to spread out.

This was the cosmic form that Lin Feng’s Steel Tree Avatar had formed after entering the Advanced Nascent Soul stage!

The cosmic form that reached out straight into the sky was able to catch the falling thunder web. However, the dark yet explosive Black Gui Thunder Water surrounded the giant tree branch and exploded non-stop. Yet, it did not even scratch a single leaf of the tree, much less hurt it.

Instead, the eight tree branches of the tree began to activate and turn. Then, it tore the thunder water web apart.

The Freshwater Holy Man, who was in the shape of the giant black ball in the sky, trembled.

"What a powerful cosmic form! This... this does not appear to be the power of a Nascent Soul stage cultivator. Even if it is the avatar of an Immortal Soul stage cultivator, few are this powerful!"

While he did not know the origins of his opponent, this did not stop the Freshwater Holy Man from making an accurate prediction. Based on the way Lin Feng stopped his attack, he posed a much bigger threat than either Xiao Yan or Zhu Yi.

Lin Feng did not move directly and hence, he could not see the depths of Lin Feng’s power. However, when Lin Feng actually attacked, a sense of foreboding rose in the heart of the Freshwater Holy Man.

While his opponent was only in the Advanced Nascent Soul stage, the Freshwater Holy Man’s heart chilled as he looked at Lin Feng. He felt an extreme sense of danger.

Xiao Yan and Zhu Yi were exceptional but the Freshwater Holy Man was still confident about taking them on. However, faced with this bronze-skinned purple robed young man, the Freshwater Holy Man could clearly feel that his opponent was more than capable of threatening his life.

This may be ridiculous as an Advanced Nascent Soul stage cultivator, who did not reveal himself to be in possession of a powerful magic treasure, was able to make an Immortal Soul stage cultivator fear the spectre of death. In the eyes of many in the Grand Celestial World, this was something that completely changed many of their preconceived notions.

However, the Freshwater Holy Man did indeed feel a strong sense of danger. The bronze-skinned purple robed youth made him feel endangered.

This was not because the Freshwater Holy Man had no faith in himself but instead, its exact opposite. After cultivating alone for so many years and finally reaching the Immortal Soul stage, his soul and determination were both strong and sensitive, particularly to extreme threats.

Furthermore, even if the bronze-skinned purple robed young man was not as strong, when Xiao Yan and Zhu Yi joined in, the Freshwater Holy Man may truly be in danger, especially since his spell formations could not work anymore.

Thinking about it here, the Freshwater Holy Man made up his mind and planned to retreat.

The giant black ball that his Immortal Soul turned into became a ray of black light as he sought to escape through the void.

He could forgo the magic treasure. Nothing was more important than his own life. As long as he was not dead, he could always try again.

However, he heard Lin Feng laughing softly and the leaves on his cosmic form began to shake for the first time since it appeared.

The Image of the Eight Trigrams were destroyed and all that was left was a giant whirlpool. Earth, Water, Fire and Wind underneath the tree began to merge and change. A powerful primal aura was being fed into the whirlpool through the body of the tree.

The whirlpool became more and more powerful and it was able to stabilize the void. The Freshwater Holy Man, who had already transformed into a ray of black light and was about to leave, turned back into a black thunder ball.

The giant black thunder ball was trapped by the Eight Trigrams Whirlpool. Struggling, it was still unable to break free.

Not only was it unable to break free, it was slowly being sucked into the center of the whirlpool.

The Freshwater Holy Man could feel waves of panic rising in his heart. He tried to use his mana but all he could see was his progressive slide into a dark canyon.

The sense of danger in his heart earlier was confirmed. All the Freshwater Holy Man could feel right now was an ice-cold sensation in his heart.

The difference between an Immortal Soul stage cultivator and a non-Immortal Soul stage cultivator was extremely wide. They were two entirely different concepts.

In the entire history of the Grand Celestial World, there were only a few examples of a cultivator below the Immortal Soul stage defeating a cultivator in the Immortal Soul stage.

These examples were extremely and could be counted with a single hand. They all appeared to be stuff of legends and every single of them would involve a particular, special circumstance. The conditions under which these examples happened were unique and could not be replicated. They were akin to miracles that could not be duplicated.

In other words, even if the people involved in these tales tried to recreate their miracle, they may still fail.

However, as the Freshwater Holy Man expended all of his powers and was still unable to break free from the suppression by Lin Feng’s cosmic form, he could be certain that no matter how many times the two of them fought, he would still lose.

Perhaps if he had not attacked and tried to escape before Lin Feng could reveal his cosmic form, he may have succeeded.

However, thinking about that now made him feel extremely shameful.

On Mount Liubo, while Xiao Yan and Zhu Yi looked on as if it was no big deal, the group of Spiritual Sea Horses looked on in shock.

Before them, a giant tree was able to not only stabilize the void, but it was also able to produce a giant whirlpool that managed to firmly trap the giant black thunder ball.

At the moment, less than half of the black thunder ball was already deep within the whirlpool. The remaining two-third of it struggled furiously outside as it sought to escape

Countless amount of dragon-like Black Gui Thunder Water twisted and turned. Any one of them would be able to kill an ordinary Nascent Soul stage cultivator. However, right now, they appeared to be struggling helplessly and uselessly, as if awaiting their impending death.

An Immortal Soul stage cultivator who had revealed his Immortal Soul Avatar was unable to beat the cosmic form of an Advanced Nascent Soul stage cultivator?

Lin Feng did not use any spell formation or magic treasure. He did not seek help from any object but instead, he used his own cosmic form to battle against the Immortal Soul Avatar of the Freshwater Holy Man, and was successful in suppressing him!

Xiao Zhener, Jieyu, Baiguang and the Kui Cow King too looked, shaken. "It’s only an avatar, but it’s so powerful?"

Xiao Yan and rest of them exchanged a gaze as smiles appeared on their faces. "Master is master."

"Why are you in such a rush to run away?" Xiao Yan sniggered as he looked at the black thunder ball in the sky. "There are only Nascent Soul stage cultivators here. Regardless, you are an Immortal Soul stage cultivator. Isn’t it shameful that you are trying to run away from Nascent Soul stage cultivators?"

At that moment, the Freshwater Holy Man really felt like cursing.

Motherf*cker!

This was a Nascent Soul stage cultivator?

This was a cosmic form?

The Freshwater Holy Man was extremely unhappy, just like Lin Feng. He looked at the black thunder ball that was being sucked by the whirlpool and slowly shook his head, saying, "The Steel Tree Avatar is good with defence but its offence is lacking. It is way weaker in that aspect than my actual body."

"If it is my actual body, my cosmic form would have been able to break this Immortal Soul Avatar."

Half of the black thunder ball was already swallowed by the whirlpool. From the thunder ball, one could hear the angry bellow of the Freshwater Holy Man. In the next instant, the thunder ball trembled violently.

"Gui Water Heavenly Thunder!"

The thunder ball compressed and then expanded rapidly in all four directions. The Freshwater Holy Man was about to attack with all his might

However, Lin Feng was not fearful at all. The whirlpool swirled non-stop and eroded the mana of the Freshwater Holy Man. Waves after waves of Image of the Eight Trigrams congregated together, causing the whirlpool to change. It produced an extraordinary power as it appeared to be forming into a perfect, small world.

The Freshwater Holy Man noticed that he could not escape and hence, he bit down and ray of white light shot out from his black thunder ball.

In the white light, there was a talisman. It burned rapidly and caused the white light to break through the void that was stabilized by Lin Feng’s cosmic form. It then turned into a giant path leading straight into the heavens and then, pierced through the many layers of space. It resembled a special path.

Looking at the white light pathway, Lin Feng’s eyes shone.