Weapon Master Chapter 401

Chapter 401 - Fiery Flames of the Falling Sun
"I am from the Profound Peak, and pay my respects to Brother Tang Huan." After he finished speaking, the Tian Clan man's eyes turned and his gaze landed on Tang Huan. He cupped his hands and smiled, "The great reputation of Brother Tang Huan, is clear to hear even within the 'Ashen Feather Secret Realm' of my Tian Clan."
"Brother Tang Huan has always been far ahead on this golden altar, causing this lowly one to be unable to catch up to him. However, Brother Tang Huan must hurry up, if I accidentally let me pass through the ninth floor first, that would be too embarrassing. "
As he finished speaking, Xuan Feng laughed out loud again, but there was a hint of provocation between his brows.
"There's no need to be embarrassed, because you won't have the chance." Tang Huan sized up Xuan Feng, the corner of his mouth slightly lifted, as he lightly smiled.
"Uh, is that so? That's hard to say! " The smile on Xuan Feng's face stiffened and he curled his lips in an instant. He lifted his hand to press down on a golden figure on the opposite wall.
"Buzz!"
Seeing that, Tang Huan also extended his hand out calmly. After a moment, a trembling sound came out, and a dense golden light quickly enveloped Tang Huan's body.
Tang Huan, who had once again entered the illusory space, did not have the slightest hint of nervousness or panic.
In between mind instructs (in a second), Tang Huan had already activated both the "Nine Yang Divine Furnace" and "Five Colors Spiritual Pills" to their limits. Inside the spirit pellet, the five elements circulated and a strange undulation spread outwards, in the next moment, Tang Huan's soul seemed to be pulled, and also started to fluctuate rapidly, harmonizing with the spirit pellet.
After he had advanced to Stage Nine Martial Saint, there seemed to be a strange connection between his soul and the spirit pellets. If he wanted to condense a strong aura, his soul and the spirit pellets had to work together.
According to Tang Huan's judgement, Yu Feiyan should have already comprehended the "Force" long ago. Only at the foot of the Luo Fu Saint Mountain that day could he suppress the many experts of the Demon Clan to the point that they didn't dare to move. And with this realization, the biggest obstacle between the eighth stage Martial Lord and the eighth stage Stage Nine Martial Saint had been completely eliminated.
"Hu!"
After a split second, a majestic aura that seemed to have condensed substance gushed out of Tang Huan's body like a volcano eruption, an extremely terrifying pressure immediately emerged. But at the same time, the opposing Stage Nine Golden Man also released a tyrannical imposing aura and pressure. Clang clang clang clang clang.

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It was as if two monstrous waves had smashed into each other. Amidst the earth-shaking sounds, the space distorted rapidly, as if even this illusory space was about to be shattered.
After going through hundreds of failures, he was finally able to fight back with his potential.
To be able to resist the imposing aura and coercion of the Stage Nine Golden Man, when Tang Huan fought him, he no longer felt restricted by his limbs, and it was as if there was a shackle on his body. Right now, Tang Huan and the Stage Nine Golden Man were already standing at the same height.
He could finally have a hearty battle.
"Take it!"
Tang Huan laughed out loud, the Dragon and Phoenix Lance in his hands had already roared out, causing heat to surge within him.
… ….
9th level of the Golden Altar.
"Buzz!"
Once again, intense tremors rang out and Xuan Feng's body was finally covered by the golden light. However, in just a short span of one or two breaths, the light quickly faded and his figure once again appeared. His incomparably handsome face was filled with surprise and unexplainable emotions.
"He failed just like that? How is that possible?"
Xuan Feng looked at Tang Huan whose body was glowing with a golden light not far away in the blink of an eye, and then looked at the golden figure on the wall in front of him.
It occurred to him that his first attempt might fail, but it would only fail after a fierce battle, not as thoroughly as it was now. After entering the illusory space, he didn't even have the time to make a move before his entire body exploded and vanished into thin air.
"Kid, how do you feel?"
After a long while, a mocking voice woke Xuan Feng up. In the blink of an eye, he saw the blue clothed youth from Human Clan who had been following behind him all the way to the ninth floor. Hearing his words, Xuan Feng's white and jade-like face instantly became unsettled.
With a cold snort, Xuan Feng's right palm once again touched the wall.
After about half a quarter of an hour, he experienced another failure, the process was almost the same as before. Before he even made a move, he was already killed by the Stage Nine Golden Man in the illusory space. When he came back to his senses, he saw the blue-clothed youth looking at him with a face full of ridicule. He couldn't help but turn ashen.
At this time, he finally understood why Tang Huan stayed on the ninth floor of the Golden Altar for such a long time.

However, understanding was one thing, and being able to do it was another matter. After all, the things he knew came from the explanation of his senior, not from his own comprehension. In the illusionary space, even though he had the cultivation of a Stage Nine Law Saint, he was unable to display the corresponding strength, so it was naturally impossible for him to be a match for a real Stage Nine Law Saint.
He looked at Tang Huan in the blink of an eye. Seeing that he was still immersed in the illusory space, Xuan Feng's eyes flickered.
When he first tried to activate the opponent at the ninth level of the golden altar, Tang Huan was already in such a state. Now, he had failed the second time, but Tang Huan was still in such a state. Counting down, it had already been over a quarter of an hour and Tang Huan was still fighting his opponent, could it be that he could pass this trial?
If that really was the case, then he would have no hope at all.
Just as Xuan Feng's expression changed, Tang Huan's body trembled slightly as the golden light on his body retreated back into the wall.
He had failed …. There was still a chance!
When Xuan Feng saw this, he clapped his hands together and endured the urge to laugh.
"Just a little more."
Tang Huan was not disheartened, he only smiled slightly and sat down cross-legged, closing his eyes slightly. In his mind, the "Flaming Rainbow Spear Art" flashed past.
For this kind of second ranked spear art, Tang Huan only knew four styles, namely "Prairie Flames", "Beacon Smoke", "Flame Dragon Dance", and "Profound Fire Transformation". The fifth style, "Sunset Flames", and the sixth style, "Flaming Rainbow". Before continuing his practice, Tang Huan decided to first cultivate the fifth form successfully, and then practice the sixth form properly.
Even after comprehending "Force", it still ended in failure. This already made Tang Huan understand that he needed a stronger combat skill now.
He was already a Martial Lord of the eighth step and could completely cultivate "Fiery Solar Fiery Solar".
This process of cultivation might take a long time.
However, if one did not have an even stronger battle skill, even if one tried it, it would be difficult to win. As for the other two who were already at the 9th level of the Golden Altar, Tang Huan did not care. How could this test be so easy to pass?
In the midst of his thoughts, Tang Huan had already calmed his heart down, and started pondering over the profoundness of the spear art "Fiery Solar Flames of the Falling Sun".