Supreme Taming Authority

Chapter 71: Chaos Martial Spirit First Combat Use

But Xian Tiandi had never relied solely on cultivation level. Experience, technique, and tactics mattered more than raw power in most fights.

He’d seen countless "genius" cultivators with high realms fall to weaker but more skilled opponents. Cultivation was a tool, not a guarantee.

The male cultivator charged again, his sword unleashing a flurry of strikes. Each blow carried enough force to shatter stone.

The technique was called Thousand Blade Storm, and it created dozens of sword images that attacked from multiple angles simultaneously.

The images were formed from sword intent and spiritual energy. Most were illusory, designed to confuse and overwhelm.

But several were real strikes hidden among the fakes. It was a technique meant to force opponents into fatal mistakes.

Xian Tiandi’s eyes tracked every movement. His lifetime of combat experience, spanning his past life and current one, allowed him to distinguish real strikes from illusory ones.

The real blows had slightly different spiritual energy patterns. He dodged and deflected with minimal movement, his hands moving in precise patterns.

*Clang! Clang! Clang!*

His palms struck the flat of the blade repeatedly, redirecting its momentum.

Each deflection was perfect, calculated to turn the sword’s force aside without directly opposing it. He used the blade’s own momentum against it, guiding rather than blocking.

The sound of metal striking flesh rang out in rapid succession. Xian Tiandi’s palms should have been cut to ribbons.

But his Force Condensation body refinement made his skin and flesh far more durable than normal. Small cuts appeared on his hands, but nothing serious.

The female cultivator threw explosive fire talismans, trying to catch Xian Tiandi in area-of-effect blasts while her partner kept him occupied.

She pulled them from her spatial ring in rapid succession, activating and throwing them in practiced motions.

*Boom! Boom! Boom!*

The talismans detonated across the plaza, creating walls of flame. Fire erupted upward in pillars, turning the ancient ruins into an inferno.

The heat was intense, warping the air. But Xian Tiandi had already moved, his speed enhanced by both his cultivation base and his body refinement.

’These two are true elites in the Golden Core Realm! The previous guys were weak compared to this ones. And they cooperate so well....nice!’

He welcome the challenge.

Xian Tiandi appeared behind the male cultivator, inside the reach of his sword.

The man had overextended on his last strike, creating an opening. His timing had been perfect, exploiting a fraction of a second of vulnerability.

His fist shot forward, aiming for the man’s spine.

*Thud!*

The blow connected solidly. Xian Tiandi’s fist struck between the cultivator’s shoulder blades with tremendous force.

The impact transmitted through flesh and bone. The male cultivator cried out in pain and stumbled forward, his back arching from the impact.

But Golden Core cultivators had significantly tougher bodies than lower realm fighters.

The spiritual energy that filled their bodies tempered their flesh and bones continuously. The strike hurt but didn’t disable him. He spun and slashed wildly, forcing Xian Tiandi back.

The desperate slash carried less technique but more raw power. Xian Tiandi retreated several steps, avoiding the blade’s edge.

"You little bastard!" the man snarled. Blood trickled from his mouth where he’d bitten his tongue from the impact. "I’m going to enjoy killing you slowly!"

His expression had shifted from confident superiority to genuine anger. The fact that a mere Qi Condensation cultivator had actually injured him was an insult to his pride.

"Stop playing around," the female cultivator snapped. "Use your martial spirit! End this quickly!"

Her face showed concern now rather than mockery. This fight wasn’t going as planned. The young man before them was far more dangerous than his cultivation level suggested.

Both cultivators released their martial spirits simultaneously.

The male’s spirit was a Venomous Serpent, green and coiling with toxic energy. It materialized behind him in a flash of light, its form semi-transparent but radiating power.

The female’s was a Fire Tiger, burning with flames. It appeared in a burst of fire, roaring silently. Both were mortal rank martial spirits, but at high tiers within that rank.

The spirits merged with their bodies partially, enhancing their physical capabilities and spiritual energy output.

This was the true power of martial spirits, the ability to elevate a cultivator’s combat strength beyond their base cultivation.

Their cultivation bases, despite the suppression from Supreme Taming Dao, surged with the martial spirit enhancement.

The pressure they exerted increased dramatically. The Fire Tiger’s flames danced around the female cultivator’s body. The Venomous Serpent coiled around the male cultivator’s sword arm.

Xian Tiandi assessed the situation coldly. Two Golden Core cultivators with martial spirits active. Even with suppression applied, they were dangerous.

Their combat power had effectively doubled with the martial spirit boost. He needed to end this quickly before they adapted to his techniques or reinforcements arrived.

Every second this fight continued increased the risk of discovery. Other Four Spirits Sect members might be nearby.

Sound and spiritual energy fluctuations from combat carried far in ruins like these.

He made his decision.

His hand moved to his spatial ring and withdrew three pills. The pills were stored in a specially prepared jade container that preserved their efficacy.

He swallowed them in quick succession without hesitation. Qi Restoration Pill. Spiritual Energy Enhancement Pill. Temporary Boost Pill.

The pills were high quality, refined by him using alchemical knowledge from his past life.

Each one was at the peak of Earth grade, their medicinal efficacy far beyond standard pills. They flooded his system with energy, pushing his cultivation to absolute peak performance.

His dantian swelled with additional spiritual energy. His meridians widened slightly from the sudden influx.

His muscles tensed as power flooded through them. The pills’ effects stacked, multiplying his combat capability significantly.

Then for the first time Xian Tiandi released his own martial spirit in a battle.

The Chaos Spirit materialized behind him.

It was unlike any normal martial spirit.

Where most took the form of animals or objects with clear definitions, his Chaos Spirit appeared as a swirling vortex of all elements combined.

Fire, water, earth, wind, metal, light, darkness, all merged into a single chaotic mass that defied categorization.

Colors bled together and separated constantly. The vortex spun slowly, mesmerizing and terrible. Raw elemental power radiated from it in waves.

’This is actually just the most basic elemental form of my martial spirit,’ Xian Tiandi thought. He doesn’t need to go all out and reveal more than this.

The moment it appeared, the plaza itself seemed to warp. Reality bent slightly around the Chaos Spirit’s presence.

The air shimmered. Stone cracked. The flames from the earlier talismans flickered and danced erratically. This was a legendary martial spirit, far beyond the mortal rank spirits the two elders possessed.

Both Four Spirits Sect cultivators took involuntary steps backward, their faces showing shock.

Their own martial spirits trembled, responding instinctively to the superior presence. The Venomous Serpent hissed and coiled tighter. The Fire Tiger’s flames dimmed slightly.

"What kind of martial spirit is that?" the female cultivator whispered. Her voice shook slightly.

She’d never seen anything like it. Martial spirits usually had clear forms and single element affiliations. But this thing defied all normal categories. It was chaos given form.