"Activates Suit Attribute—what skill is this?" Ou Yangming was confused.

His eyes flickered, then he sighed. "I'll have to trouble Great Elder Mao again." After keeping the suit inside his interspatial bag, he sat on his flying carpet and flew toward Mao Jianbi's peak. Numerous disciples were envious when they looked up at his carpet.

'That's a flying carpet! I wonder when I'll be able to get one.'

Once the flying carpet landed on the ground, Ou Yangming waved his sleeve and put it back into his interspatial bag.

Mao Jianbi immediately walked out from his courtyard and smiled. "I was just wondering why magpies are singing on the mountain today. It turned out that you're here to visit, Master Ou. What's the matter?"

Ou Yangming grinned and cut to the chase. "I'm here this time to test the properties of a piece of newly refined equipment. I'll need to trouble you again, Great Elder Mao."

Mao Jainbi waved his hand. "Master Ou, what are you talking about? This is only a small matter, so don't make it sound like we're estranged!" He glared at the young fellow on purpose after that.

"Hahaha, Great Elder Mao, you're right!" Ou Yangming laughed and rejoined.

He retrieved the pieces of equipment from his interspatial bag and piled them into a small hill in the courtyard on the peak.

Mao Jianbi gasped the moment he looked.

"Magic tool of High Grade Rank Five?" He mumbled softly. As he picked up the armor, he widened his eyes even more as it was another magic tool of High Grade Rank Five. The more he looked, the more shocked he was. Among the equipment set, apart from the waist sash, the others were magic tools of High Grade Rank Five. Despite being the experienced great elder of the 10,000 Beasts Sect, Mao Jianbi was still left in awe by Ou Yangming, who brought so many magic tools of such a rank.

He forced himself to suppress his surging thoughts and asked in a deep voice, "Master Ou, how would you like to test them?"

Ou Yangming put on the arm guards and the greaves as he answered, "I'll put on this equipment set and fight you, Great Elder Mao."

As soon as Ou Yangming finished, he was fully equipped. When the last equipment was equipped, the words "Star Trace Suit" appeared in his mind. Following that, a row of smaller words appeared to visualize the Star Traces and confirm them, and they were carved using special veined patterns of "Star Trace" as the basis. Similar to God-given attributes and the Suit Attribute, they activated traces in a starry sky and carried a destructive power.

At the same time when Ou Yangming put on the suit, an extremely overbearing power caused his blood to boil inside his body.

His eyes flickered in lights as sharp as sabers and lightning bolts, then he whistled and uttered, "Great Elder Mao, please guide me!"

Right after Ou Yangming finished, he took a sudden step and swung his spear in front of him, causing gravel to be stirred up. Subsequently, he dashed forward.

"You came at the right time!" Mao Jianbi increased his power to that of an Advanced Spiritualist, then he retrieved his weapon—a Hidden Dragon Sword—and met the young fellow head-on. His movements looked fierce, but he could draw in or out as he wished. Given that the great elder was already at the peak of a Spiritualist, he had already reached the thoroughly meticulous state of controlling every muscle in his body, so much so that it was beyond an ordinary person's imagination.

"Master Ou, watch out." The sect elder swung his Hidden Dragon Sword downward, resulting in a roughly 3-meters-wide sword Qi to be released. He grasped the timing incredibly well, which was the second Ou Yangming lifted his spear. Following the slash, a deafening sound filled the air.

Nonetheless, with the support of Ou Yangming's Star Suit, he carried great momentum, by which his Qi momentum was endless.

Ou Yangming seemed to be exhaling the murky air in his mouth but also looked like he was holding it back. A faint light appeared on the surface of his Star Suit. In particular, the spider-web-like veined patterns on his right arm glowed. Afterward, the young fellow lifted his right leg and took half a step to his left. With a thriving momentum and without any fancy moves, he poked his spear in front then pulled it back at once. At the same time, a red light flowed on his spear's handle; it was his mental power.

"Throat-locking!" He yelled. Consequently, numerous illusory images of his spear enveloped Mao Jianbi like a god of war.

Their momentums were the same, and they carried solid and majestic auras. At this moment, they were exceptionally dazzling.

"Boom!" An explosion was heard at the peak as the spear and the Hidden Dragon Sword clashed at that instant, giving off an ear-shattering sound of clashing metals. An airwave was seen sweeping outward with Ou Yangming and Mao Jianbi as the core. Dust, soil, and fallen leaves flew outward. Moreover, 3 small houses that were built near the precipice were instantly turned into ruins as they were swept by the airwave.

Mao Jianbi clutched his sword's handle steadily and chuckled. "Master Ou, I didn't think that other than being godly in smithing art, you're also strong in martial arts."

Ou Yangming gently touched the sharp tip of his spear with his left hand and shook his head. "It's only because the properties provided by this Star Trace Suit are too powerful. Next, I'll be using the suit's skills so be careful, Great Elder Mao."

Mao Jianbi nodded. "Just come at me—my old body can still be tossed around."

Before he even finished, he pressed his Hidden Dragon Sword hard with his right hand and smirked. "Hidden Dragon Sword—this is the Hidden Dragon Sword's skill, so you'll need to be careful too, Master Ou. This skill can be considered the top 20 skills among all of the magic tools in the Beast King Sect." His voice had not died away, but the illusory images of tens of sword-lights from the Hidden Dragon Sword were formed and surrounded him.

The sect leader then raised his right hand and pointed at the sky as he shouted, "Quick!"

With that, the tens of illusory flying swords zoomed toward Ou Yangming, causing thunderous sounds to break out in the sky.

The tens of sword images transformed into a sword tide, which arrived in a loud crash and covered a widespread area.

Nevertheless, Ou Yangming kept a straight face and faced them calmly. He lifted his left hand and spread out his fingers to hold his arm guard from below, then he uttered coldly, "Star Trace Discharged." The net patterns on his shoulder armors lit up right away, and the light was so intense that it looked like an activated rune. Before long, a visible green thread gathered in front of the young fellow. It was similar to the thinnest steel wire, and it flickered like stars. As he pushed outward with his right hand, the green thread aimed for the Hidden Dragon Sword's afterimages.

What happened next appalled Mao Jianbi; even Ou Yangming was surprised.

The light green thread slowly darkened, and it gave off a dark and hollow feeling as though it was previously submerged in fresh blood. After being pressured by the sword images, it suddenly slashed down. Given its speed, it was not in any way inferior to an Advanced Spiritualist that was adept in fleeing.

"Click, click!" The sword images and the green thread crossed paths, but the tens of sword images were simply slashed into mists. It would be fine if that was all but instead of stopping, the thread directly cut a roughly 25-meters-tall rock on the mountain. It was worth noting that the surface of the cut section was smooth and flat without any uneven spots at all.

Mao Jianbi was stunned for a brief moment, and strange looks could be seen in his eyes. He later chuckled and remarked, "Master Ou, your suit's skill is too absurd, isn't it? This might be a mountain rock, but if it's a living being, wouldn't that being have turned into meat paste already?"

Ou Yangming poked his spear into the ground and responded, "Great Elder Mao, you're wrong."

The sect elder was somewhat displeased, but he did not show it on his face. He asked with a smile, "Master Ou, are you not satisfied with the suit's skill?"

Ou Yangming was hiding inside his helmet as he explained, "Great Elder Sect, that wasn't the Suit Attribute; it's this arm guard's skill. I haven't used the suit's skill yet!"

"How's that possible?" Even the face of Mao Jianbi—the Beast King Sect's chief great elder—changed.

'If that's only the shoulder armor's skill, how powerful is the suit's skill going to be?'

Mao Jianbi's face darkened a little and became very interested in Ou Yangming's suit. 'How many more surprises will Master Ou bring?'

Big Yellow was lying prone on the peak at the moment. It looked at Ou Yangming as if water was going to drip out from its eyes.

Evidently, it was trying to say, 'You better not break your promise.' After seeing the mighty skill, it became more eager to change its pieces of equipment.

Mao Jianbi inhaled, exhaled, and repeated several times before he suppressed the fluctuations in his heart. He used his step technique to its extremity and left an afterimage in the air while he grabbed the Hidden Dragon Sword hard to keep slashing. The sword-lights were 10 to 13 meters long, and they seemed to be endless. They were either brief, awe-inspiring, sharp, cold, or impressive; all in all, they were of all sorts and were indescribably mysterious. At this point, the Beast King Sect's chief great elder displayed his profound foundation very well.

The tricks were ever-changing, but Mao Jianbi could control them well. Ou Yangming knew the sect elder was feeding him tricks.

After figuring it out, the young fellow did not use his suit's skill in a hurry. Instead, he exchanged hits with Mao Jianbi and countered every move accordingly.

Ou Yangming moved like a ghost. While holding his spear, he swung it up diagonally.

At the same time, Ou Yangming punched with his right hand. The punch and the attack from the spear seemed normal, but together they were unusually remarkable and seemed effortless. Mao Jianbi's face changed upon seeing the attack as he was frightening. The young fellow's perfect timing and great control over his power made the Beast King Sect's chief great elder feel ashamed.

Even so, Mao Jianbi did not seem very particular when he faced the cold attacks from the spear and the fist, where he simply withdrew his sword. At this moment, his sword was fierce and has a certain charm to it. It was like a stunning arc but was also like a startled goose as it blocked the speak and the fist.

The spear and the sword clashed hard, causing the marvelous sound of a bell and a drum to be heard simultaneously between Heaven and Earth.

Due to the reversed power, there was an explosion. Ou Yangming staggered several steps back, and his Qi and blood were surging inside.

He withdrew his spear and noted softly, "Thank you for showing me mercy, Great Elder Mao."

Earlier on, Mao Jianbi instantly reduced his power by 50% despite knowing that he would suffer the backlash of his spiritual power. Needless to say, Ou Yangming had hoped that the sect elder would go all-out so that he could better test the Ancient Dragon Shield and the Star Trace Suit's skill.

Mao Jianbi turned his shoulder and sighed. "I'm old and useless now."

He was deeply shocked. Being a caster, Ou Yangming should mainly cultivate his mental power, but his physical power and ability to adapt to situations were also impeccable.

Having said that, Big Yellow was even more dumbfounded. After all, it had experienced a few live-or-death moments with Ou Yangming.

Ou Yangming used to be an ordinary human, but he had now become someone that Big Yellow looked up to, and the disparity between them was getting larger such that it was unimaginable. The big yellow looked determined and made up its mind to cultivate seriously. 'I must catch up to Lil' Ming no matter what.'

Just as Ou Yangming's suit lit up again, a goshawk's shriek could be heard coming from the sky.

A humongous creature over 30 meters long soared into the sky and almost blotted out the sky.