Let's start by analyzing the sun

In the light and shadow picture.

Envoy MacAllen stared at his tall subordinate with an arrogant tone: "Are you going to honestly crawl out yourself, or should I drag you out?"

The "you" in his mouth naturally refers to Netherworld.

It's clear that this Profound Overseer expert believes he has Netherworld completely under control, hence his high and mighty attitude.

Cheng Han paused his right hand holding the pencil, hesitated for a moment, and issued an order: "Since we've bumped into each other, let's have a fight!"

Although his true strength level is still at the Profound Master level, relying on several super Profound Imprints, his combat power is enough to crush all the Profound Masters in the world.

He felt he could try challenging a Profound Overseer, practice his newly acquired abilities, and see what shortcomings still exist.

Netherworld's response came immediately: "As you wish, Your Excellency!"

In the picture.

The tall subordinate bowed slightly: "Envoy, I am honored to accept your test!"

After speaking, he gestured to "go right": "Please enlighten me, Envoy!"

As soon as he finished speaking.

A faint blue flame instantly ignited all over the tall subordinate's body.

Envoy MacAllen's pupils shrank almost imperceptibly when he suddenly saw this scene.

Originally, he received a secret message knowing that the other party's strength was only at the Profound Master level, and he didn't take it seriously. How powerful could a Profound Master be?

Now, witnessing this strange flame he had never seen before, he finally became a bit more cautious.

In the blink of an eye.

The tall subordinate disappeared.

Ashes fell rustling, arranging themselves into an arrow on the ground, pointing to the right side of the dense forest.

Envoy MacAllen muttered disdainfully, "Acting mysterious," his figure suddenly exploded into a cloud of black smoke, and shot out rapidly.

This dense forest returned to silence.

Speaker Arthur stared at the ashes, his expression extremely complicated.

*

Thousands of miles away.

In a desolate wilderness.

A seemingly disparate battle erupted.

Netherworld took the initiative to appear, glanced at the Envoy, captured the connection with the other party, and raised his hand to shoot a God-Darkness Spirit-Extinguishing Spear.

When fighting against a Profound Overseer expert, one naturally brings out the ultimate move.

Several kilometers away.

Envoy MacAllen was expressionless, but felt quite surprised in his heart.

At this moment, the distance between them exceeded three kilometers, and even a high-level Profound Master's attack range would not reach so far.

The deep fluctuations emanating from the spear shadow flying from afar also quietly raised the Envoy's evaluation in his heart once again.

This mysterious person really has some skill!

Envoy MacAllen's figure turned into blue smoke, changing positions at an extremely fast speed, but he couldn't shake off the spear shadow, and could only watch it fly over.

At this moment.

The Envoy was finally shocked.

What kind of attack is this?!

The spear shadow flashed and hit the black mist on the Envoy's body surface.

"Whoosh!"

A faint blue flame ignited instantly.

Only a moment later.

Before the blue flame had time to spread, it was immediately hit by a surge of turbulent mental tide and was extinguished all at once.

Despite this, Envoy MacAllen became even more horrified.

He clearly felt that although the strange blue flame was extinguished, his sea of consciousness was stirred up, and mobilizing source energy produced a trace of stagnation.

A mere Profound Master could actually do this, it's really unbelievable!

A fierce light flashed in Envoy MacAllen's eyes, and he shouted: "Go!"

With this sound, extremely majestic fluctuations surged from within the Envoy's body.

A large area of black mist surged out of thin air within a hundred meters, completely obscuring his figure.

The black mist condensed into more than a dozen black eagles with bared fangs and brandished claws, rushing towards Netherworld in groups at a terrifying speed of more than three kilometers per second.

At the same time.

"Ah~"

Envoy MacAllen let out an extremely shrill howl.

Layers of ripples flashed in mid-air, rapidly flying towards Netherworld.

Wherever it passed, the surface vegetation withered instantly, and then turned into black ashes.

Looking down from the sky, a black zone as wide as a hundred meters extended forward like a giant snake, devouring all life.

Faced with this extremely fierce attack, any other Profound Master would probably die without a doubt.

But Netherworld had a way.

He chuckled lightly, his figure instantly exploding into a cloud of black mist, which then dissipated completely.

The original spot was empty.

It was the Netherlight Leap!

In the distance.

Envoy MacAllen witnessed this scene and snorted silently in his heart: "I guessed you had this trick a long time ago, otherwise how would you dare to fight me."

At the same time.

This method of flashing away without any warning was a secret technique that the Envoy had never seen before, which made his heart filled with surprise.

The short battle gave him too much shock.

The Envoy's heart stirred, and a small statue in his arms emitted a faint black mist.

This guy's vision jumped, and he shouted: "Kill!"

On the other side.

The black mist eagle transformed into a black spear, suddenly made a turn in the air, and struck towards another location hundreds of meters away like lightning.

In an instant.

A wisp of faint black mist diffused from mid-air, forming a virtual figure.

The black spear accurately shot over, about to penetrate the virtual figure.

Envoy MacAllen immediately showed a full smile.

This guy is dead!

He had a rare item specially designed to restrain flash-dodging, which could detect the fluctuations in space and then find the other party's jump position.

The moment the mysterious person appeared was the time he would be drained into a dried corpse!

The next second.

Envoy MacAllen's smile froze.

The black spear swept past, and the virtual figure collapsed.

And one kilometer away.

The mysterious person's figure emerged, and he laughed loudly: "Envoy, farewell!"

As soon as he finished speaking.

The other party disappeared again.

The Envoy stared wide-eyed in shock.

How could this be?

How could the judgment of the extraordinary item be wrong?

Envoy MacAllen stood quietly in place, without chasing after him.

Because he knew that the fluctuations of the battle would definitely alarm the local Profound Pavilion, and if he stayed a little longer, the Divine General of the Myriad Hao people would definitely descend an avatar.

The Envoy sighed softly, and his whole person turned into black mist, rapidly flying into the dense forest.

*

Inside the airship.

The light and shadow fluctuated a few times, turning into a sky full of stars.

Cheng Han felt very satisfied.

The flash-dodging method that had just deceived the Envoy was exactly a new secret technique obtained after the True Flame Profound Imprint was upgraded - Phantom Netherflash.

This secret technique could create several phantoms, making them appear in different locations, thereby confusing the enemy's judgment.

And this battle was enough to prove one thing, although a single Netherworld could not defeat a Profound Overseer level expert, it was more than enough to protect itself.

Cheng Han muttered in his heart: "If a group of Netherworlds swarmed up, using wolf pack tactics, they would be fully capable of fighting a Profound Overseer!"

He put down the pencil in his hand, secretly complacent: "Unknowingly, I've become so powerful!"

The little girl Yingying next to him, who was more lively, immediately asked when she saw this: "Uncle Han, do you want to rest for a while?"

At the beginning, the twins called him "Designer Mr.", but now that they were familiar with each other, they started calling him "Uncle Han".

Cheng Han nodded: "Yes."

Yingying suddenly asked a curious question: "Uncle Han, Mom said you practiced Nine Yuan Martial Arts, why don't you practice martial arts usually?"

Every seal-binder who has condensed a Source Sense Seal will definitely practice martial arts all year round.

After all, there are too many dangers in this world, and at critical moments, the more proficient you are in martial arts, the higher the chance of saving your life.

In the past few days, many people on the airship had discussed this point, and the little girl had really heard too much, so she couldn't help but ask.

Cheng Han told the truth: "Ordinary training methods are not very useful to me, and besides, I don't really like fighting and killing."

Yingying blinked her big eyes and said "Oh".

Several passengers sitting next to them looked suspicious when they heard the conversation between the two.

A young male passenger grumbled intentionally or unintentionally: "Just a seal-binder, not a warrior, what big words!"

This guy paused, and his voice became louder: "I'm also a seal-binder, and I never think ordinary methods are useless."

Cheng Han smiled slightly and wasn't angry: "Every seal-binder has a different physique, a different understanding of martial arts, and a different ability to adapt to training methods."

The twins listened as if they understood, but still tried hard to listen.

The male passenger just said "Hehe": "Who can't talk big?"

Cheng Han said to himself: "There are thousands of ways to train, the so-called 'adapting to people', only fools will only stick to old ways, smart people should choose a method that suits them better."

The male passenger's face changed immediately when he heard the word "fool": "What the hell do you mean?"

As soon as these words came out.

The atmosphere in the viewing hall immediately tensed up.

Cheng Han didn't care at all and continued: "For example, in the process of painting, my right hand doesn't touch the pencil, there is actually a very small gap between the two."

The male passenger glanced at the paintings on the drawing架, his expression becoming suspicious.

As a seal-binder, this guy naturally understood very well that if this sentence was true, it would indeed be a very powerful training method.

Cheng Han waved at the pencil: "That's how it is."

With this action, the pencil flew over with a "swoosh".

Cheng Han stretched out two fingers, making a gesture of "virtually clamping" the pencil, with a clear gap between his fingers and the pencil.

He also made a gesture of "writing": "Practicing with this method can train the subtle control of strength, I personally think the effect is very good."

While speaking.

Neat and tidy large characters quickly appeared on the paper, without a trace of sloppiness.

The male passenger stared blankly for a few seconds, stood up and left without saying a word.

Anyone could see that this guy was completely shocked, too embarrassed to stay here, and had to leave in disgrace.

The twin sisters looked at the drawing board and then at Cheng Han, their two identical little faces showing obvious admiration.

Cheng Han smiled and said to them: "Let's go! I'll send you back!"

The twin sisters nodded together: "Okay!"

Cheng Han quickly packed his things and led the two little girls away.

After a while.

Someone in the viewing hall whispered.

"Was that trick just now difficult?"

"Of course it's difficult!"

"Let's just say, controlling the pencil with strength from a distance will definitely make the pencil shake non-stop, it's good enough if an ordinary seal-binder can barely write."

"Mr. Han actually wrote so neatly, this is definitely a very clever technique!"

"I see!"

"I thought Mr. Han was just painting idly all day long, but it turns out he works harder than anyone else when he trains."

"Yeah, everyone was wrong."