Chapter 190: Returning To The Scene

Time and space were the most elusive and challenging elements to cultivate. These two powerful attributes were closely related to the origin of the entire cosmos and its profound mysteries.

Take, for instance, the Chrono Croc Transformation of Gu Li; it merely tapped slightly into the power of time, and it was far from the essence of the time attribute. Reaching the god level was likely necessary to attain a higher realm of mastery.

However, the spatial power Mei Gongzi had displayed just now seemed to have genuinely touched the essence of space. Even Tang San couldn't fully decipher the strange spatial fluctuations emanating from her. He could only vaguely sense a mystical fusion between her peacock feathers and the space around her. Each feather seemed to divide space into layers, intermingling at different levels to create rifts, thus unleashing immense destructive power.

It appears that those who previously besieged her, including her brother, did not possess such a capability. Otherwise, given that formidable control over spatial abilities, he and Mei Gonzi couldn't have escaped so far when they were chased.

Does this mean that this is a unique ability of Mei Gongzi?

This was the true power of a first-tier bloodline.

Yes, a first-tier bloodline.

The Peacock Demon clan inherently possessed a first-tier bloodline, each of which had unique characteristics. Tang San personally experienced the formidable power of the Celestial Fox Vision. However, when he encountered members of the Peacock Demon clan, he did not truly feel the strength of that first-tier bloodline.

Five eight-order members of the Peacock Demon clan with so-called first-tier bloodlines couldn't stop him. What kind of first-tier bloodline was that? He had been prepared to unleash his Divine Consciousness if necessary, but the opponents were much weaker than he expected, so there was no need to resort to that.

But just now, Mei Gongzi's sudden eruption of power had indeed showed him the terror of the Peacock Demon clan.

A clan that had once produced a Demon Emperor, a clan capable of controlling Kali City and reigning over it, had just revealed its profound heritage.

Mei Gongzi, with only seventh-order cultivation, could instantly annihilate four eighth-order beasts in a single move, showcasing the might of a first-tier bloodline.

Tang San and Du Bai had elevated their Celestial Fox Vision to the fourth order, which benefited them greatly. What kind of abilities would they have if it reached the seventh order?

Tang San had pondered this, but he found it exceedingly difficult to achieve. Enhancing the Celestial Fox Vision was challenging for them, since they were not of pure blood.

Yet Mei Gongzi elevated her bloodline to the seventh order; clearly, she was not an ordinary member of the Peacock Demon clan.

Tang San felt a bittersweet pang in his heart. He had intended to protect Mei Gongzi, but who knew her strength would be so formidable? Even a ninth-order powerhouse might not be her match. She hardly needed his protection!

The previously formidable Golden Lion Dog paled in comparison. Despite being an order higher in cultivation, the gap in bloodline power was immense. Well, this made sense; even a golden bloodline was insignificant before the Peacock Demon King's bloodline.

However, even this powerful Peacock Demon clan could only secure a small territory, merely controlling Kali City at the edge of the continent. How powerful, then, were the other first-tier bloodline demon clans?

Taking a deep breath, Tang San calmed his emotions. Only then did he emerge from behind the large tree where he was hiding.

Of the four eighth-order Winged Tigers from before, one had exploded. The other three still stood there, lifelike, almost like sculptures.

Tang San quietly approached one of the eighth-order Winged Tigers and slowly placed his right hand on it.

Immediately, with his extraordinary spiritual power, he could sense the state of the Winged Tiger's body. Through the Discerning Eye of Heaven, he observed that the spatial power within the tiger caused its flesh and blood to separate, yet still maintain a bizarre equilibrium. Surprisingly, its life force had not wholly ceased.

What level of control over spatial power would be needed to achieve this? The power of the Peacock Demon clan was just too formidable.

Tang San initially wanted to absorb some of the Winged Tiger's bloodline power, but he realized it was impossible. The tiger's body was riddled with spatial fissures. Suppose he used the Mysterious Heaven Technique to absorb it. In that case, the mighty spatial power with its all-rending ability might also be absorbed into his body, which would be plain old suicide.

Suddenly, Tang San noticed a strange change. On the foreheads of these three Winged Tigers, a blue pattern appeared. It was a few concentric circles of peacock blue spiraling inward like a vortex. It was both beautiful and eerie.

A thought struck Tang San, and he first surrounded himself with the Wind Astral for protection. Then, he gently extended a finger to touch the peacock feather pattern on the forehead of the eighth-order Winged Tiger in front of him.

BANG!

In an instant, the body of the eighth-order Winged Tiger exploded, sending flesh and blood flying everywhere.

A powerful force impacted against the Wind Astral, propelling Tang San more than ten meters away.

A hint of contemplation flashed in Tang San's eyes, followed by a renewed expression of shock.

He understood now. No wonder the terrifying spatial power within the eighth-order Winged Tiger was not triggered. This spatial power was constrained, and the constraint was the peacock feather pattern. All the spatial power injected into the Winged Tiger's body was concentrated under its skin, leaving only a residual trail that formed the peacock feather pattern. Once touched, it disrupted the balance and naturally caused an explosion.

Then, if the person who cast it came over, could they, by using this pattern, potentially withdraw the spatial power infused into the body and give it a chance to revive?

Wait a second...

As Tang San reached this thought, he suddenly felt a shiver down his neck. In an instant, his Wind Astral burst out, protecting his back. Simultaneously, with a tap of his foot on the ground, he lunged forward.

A sharp, cold gleam flashed by where he had just been standing. His premonition of danger, connecting with him in a flash, saved his life.

Tang San awkwardly turned in mid-air as plants on the ground around him grew wildly, instantly forming a wall of vegetation behind him.

Even though the plant wall was torn apart the next moment, it brought him just enough time to turn around.

Mei Gongzi's peacock wings were spread wide behind her, each feather's circular pattern emitting a light halo resembling a vortex.

As expected, she returned.

Upon realizing that the spatial power could be reclaimed, Tang San’s first thought was that she would likely return to reclaim it.

The four eighth-order Winged Tigers were an absolute treasure. Since she had set the spatial power to be reclaimable instead of directly killing them, it meant she might return to claim her prize. Tang San had just destroyed one, so Mei Gongzi's attack on him was a response to this.

At this moment, Tang San was wearing a different mask and dressed differently from when he appeared as Asura. Even his body shape was back to its original form, making it nearly impossible for Mei Gongzi to recognize him.

"Who are you?" Mei Gongzi asked coldly. "Were you the one scheming against us all this time?"

Tang San could feel the surging killing intent emanating from Mei Gongzi. Without a doubt, a poor response would likely result in a confrontation with the formidable power of the Peacock Demon King's bloodline.

"Don't attack. I'm human," Tang San quickly said, using his natural voice instead of the altered one he had used.