The spiritual waves of the two people spread out, a technique using spiritual power as a substitute for sound and language.

In the Spirit Race cosmos, high-level beings have their own language and culture, but communication through spiritual waves reaches directly to the spiritual level without any barriers.

As the name implies, the Spirit Race is born as a spirit body, growing without physical flesh, with a minimum lifespan of a thousand years.

The Spirit Race prodigy before Wang Xuan has a human flesh body as well, black hair, brown eyes, yellow skin, obviously acquired from killing a yellow-skinned human.

Earth Civilization fights against many civilizations and races with its own strength, whether actively or passively, willing or not, surviving amidst such pressure.

One realm battles all heavens!

This feat is unimaginable, and shows the strength of Earth Civilization, the power of high-level cultivators, and the number birthed, are hard for other civilizations to match.

Thus many Spirit Race cultivators now consider collecting human flesh bodies as a mark of honor, like Earth humans in feudal times hunting fierce beasts to prove their bravery and strength.

"Looks like you really want my head." Wang Xuan's vital energy surged, instantly like a volcanic mouth, his energy rising like a rainbow.

Lingming of the Celestial Tier is also a Spirit Race prodigy, commanding respect among his planetary peers, with a family full of strong individuals, whose family pillar reached the Immortal Realm ten thousand years ago.

Thus his surname 'Ling' precedes 'Ming Tian,' only a descendant of a strong individual or an acknowledged prodigy can acquire a 'Ling' in their name.

This 'Ling' represents fate, potential, represents background and strength, Lingming Tianjie stands out extraordinarily among the prestigious families, how could he regard Wang Xuan as worthy?

"Few can rival me at the Yang Tier, I've killed many human Earth Immortals over the years, let me see what caliber you, human prodigy, are!"

Lingming Tianjie drew out a long sword, believing sword-bearing cultivators to be the most handsome, thus killing Wang Xuan would enhance his reputation further.

Lin Xiyue worriedly observed, she could see Lingming Tianjie was a Spirit Race at the Peak of Yang Tier, his combat power absolutely no less than the Peak of Earth Immortal, moreover, Wang Xuan never faced the Spirit Race, lacking combat experience; this battle seemed to lead to certain death.

"No! If it's a battle, let me die before you, otherwise I would let down our mentor's teachings!" Lin Xiyue, guilty for not protecting Wang Xuan leading to such a plight, unwilling to let Wang Xuan fight to the death.

Wang Xuan smiled, "I'm a man, dying in battle is a kind of honor, how could I let you step forward? Despite your higher cultivation, you're ultimately a woman, not suited for fighting.

If I die, remember to collect my body, okay?"

Lin Xiyue wanted to retort, but she understood Wang Xuan's words about her lack of combat skills were true. Over the years, she disliked interacting with outsiders, having little combat experience, her foundation well-established, yet her cultivation hasn't fully turned into combat strength.

She can handle fights with typical Pure Yang Peak individuals, won't lose easily, but facing some prodigies, she would struggle.

"Then you, be careful, don't die." Lin Xiyue paused, then advised.

The surrounding beings retreated, leaving a vast space for Wang Xuan and Lingming Tianjie, not only a battle of prodigies but a clash between two civilizations' cultivation systems.

The honor carried behind this battle was heavy enough that Wang Xuan dared not lose.

In regulation, Wang Xuan's aura grew stronger, observers only thought he was adjusting his state, using cultivation technique to boost combat power, for a short burst or using a secret technique.

But these people wouldn't know, through the Time Spirit, Wang Xuan was rapidly enhancing his Mixed Element Martial Scripture and Divine Elephant Golden Bell Shield cultivation.

In this half-year, many times he cultivated alone, unknowingly raising his cultivation from the Early Sky Control Stage to the Peak of Sky Control.

Only his self-cultivation hasn't raised the Mixed Element Martial Scripture and Divine Elephant Golden Bell Shield to this level's limit, self-grinding would take years.

If these two techniques were raised to limit level, flesh strength could double. Though reluctant to admit, Wang Xuan knew his self-cultivation results were less fruitful than those from the Time Spirit.

Name: Wang Xuan

Age: Twenty-five

Height: One meter ninety

Realm: Peak of Sky Control

Cultivation Skills: Mixed Element Martial Scripture Earth Immortal Chapter First Layer Perfection, Divine Elephant Golden Bell Shield Earth Immortal Chapter First Layer Perfection, Heart Spirit Demon Scripture Second Layer Introduction, Nine Breath Qi Cultivation Introduction, Flowers in an Instant Introduction, Primordial Spirit Sword Embryo Fourth Layer Minor Achievement, Mind Nourishing Pill Alchemy Technique Perfection...

Source Point: Four million two hundred thousand

Looking at the final Source Power balance, Wang Xuan felt infinite confidence, he could raise his cultivation at any time as needed.

Though exhausting all these Source Power wouldn't make him rival that alien strongman, no need to expose himself.

Moreover, he's researching how to enhance his potential, lay better foundations, reach the strongest position in the same realm, acquire the fate given by the Mother Star.

For cultivators of Earth Immortal Realm, height can be freely changed to a degree, Wang Xuan felt his two-meter height inconvenient, then adjusted to one meter ninety.

"Mixed Element Martial Scripture Earth Immortal Chapter First Layer Perfection (accelerable), accelerating to limit realm requires spending forty thousand Source Point, accelerate?"

"Accelerate!" 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"Divine Elephant Golden Bell Shield Earth Immortal Chapter First Layer Perfection (accelerable), accelerating to limit realm requires spending thirty thousand Source Point, accelerate?"

"Accelerate!"

Wang Xuan used Time Spirit, the pure Source Power converted by the Tower of Space-Time flowed within him, continually stabilizing, elevating the Peak of Sky Control cultivation, reaching an unimaginable peak.

The Primordial Golden Core absorbed chaotic mist, enlarging circle by circle, the Cyan Lotus Seed sat on the Lotus Platform, growing robustly in entirety.

The flesh glowed with a faint golden light, skin and flesh highly energyized, mimicking the terrifying power and defense of the Divine Elephant in energy structure, while shrouded by a ten-yard-high Divine Elephant Illusion, a heart-shaking roar seemed to hail from Ancient Times, emanating powerful oppression.

"Come, let's fight!" Wang Xuan imbued with power, the blade forged from numerous Immortal Gold in hand dazzling brilliantly.

Since mentor He Fang hasn't appeared, signifies timing isn't ripe, or maybe He Fang wants him to experience this battle as a growth baptism.

Confronting Lingming Tianjie, both prodigiously talented, the outcome of this fight was crucial for them.

"Kill the human boy!"

"Chop off his head, prove your strength!"

"Humans are our enemy, Lingming Tianjie, young master of a prestigious family, defeating one Wang Xuan is a mere trifle!"

...

Many aliens roared, hot blood boiling amidst turmoil, eager to battle Wang Xuan personally, bathing in their enemies' blood.

Their prediction of the battle's outcome was already foreseen.

Lingming Tianjie was Peak of Yang Tier, cultivation overwhelmingly strong over Wang Xuan, though both at Earth Immortal level, one was Peak of First Realm, another Peak of Third Realm.

This fight was meant as a baptism by the strong being, for Lingming Tianjie, to brutalize Wang Xuan, stepping over his corpse for advancement.

Spectators could already imagine how Lingming Tianjie would crush his foe, killing Wang Xuan amidst disgrace and indignation.

Even if Wang Xuan possesses incredible talent and unparalleled combat technique, reaching unimaginable heights, he could only survive under Lingming Tianjie's hand.

Winning against Lingming Tianjie is practically impossible, that probability is perhaps one in ten thousand. What if? There won't be a what if!

Lingming Tianjie gracefully approached, holding the Immortal Sword, reciting Immortal Li Bai's famous line: "When immortals stroke my head, granting eternal life."

Yet if he stroked off the immortal's head, it would cut the immortal's path to eternal life.

The crowd watched the two, eagerly anticipating the battle between two prodigies, many even took out jade, ready to record the fight using secret techniques.

On the throne, Spirit Race strongman Ling Ming Divine Spirit reclined, blood-colored liquid in the cup made of crystal-transparent skull shook, his gaze fixed below, waiting for the junior's victory.

Lin Xiyue, despite usually being calm like a cold lunar Chang'e, couldn't help but feel anxious.

"Survive, survive, junior brother, you must survive." She held a deep obsession in her heart.