Chapter 283 - 160: Escape (3)
FWOOSH, FWOOSH!!
High above in the night sky, innumerable blue sword phantoms coalesced, forming a massive, thousand-zhang River of Sword Qi. It blotted out the heavens before crashing down toward Yue Zhentian!
"Hm?!" His joy was short-lived. A razor-sharp sense of crisis suddenly descended upon him. Yue Zhentian looked up, his eyes widening in shock. He saw a thousand-zhang torrent of Sword Qi, like a galaxy from beyond the heavens, tear through the sky and come crashing down to annihilate him!
The vast and majestic River of Sword Qi radiated an aura that locked onto him, making evasion impossible. Yue Zhentian’s heart sank.
’If I can’t dodge it, then I won’t!’ Yue Zhentian seemed to make a decision. A resolute aura erupted around him, and his gaze became unshakeably firm. With a wave of his hand, he positioned his spear, which pulsed with a bloody light, in mid-air, its tip aimed at the sky!
He then slammed his palms together, his hands tracing a Taiji pattern to perform a full energy Circulation. A disc emerged, radiating a brilliant, bloody light. This crimson radiance seemed to hail from the depths of Purgatory, and within it, the color writhed like a living thing as profound, ancient characters materialized.
Immediately after, a decisive Spear Momentum erupted from him. Yue Zhentian then lightly tapped a finger toward the spear from a distance. The writhing blood-red characters madly surged into the floating weapon.
In the next instant, the spear radiated an unprecedented light. It expanded thousands of times in a flash, seeming to pierce the heavens. Then, with the force of immense Divine Power, it blasted toward the descending River of Sword Qi!!
BOOM!
The mountain-sized Spiritual Artifact spear slammed into the River of Sword Qi pouring down from the heavens. In that instant, an unbelievably terrifying explosion erupted. Vast swathes of the surrounding space collapsed, and the horrifying boom was like the sound of mountains shattering and a great tsunami surging—an absolutely staggering display.
Suddenly, Lin Xuance, who was still standing high in the sky, focused his gaze. As if seizing a golden opportunity, he took a single step forward, his figure traversing the world in an instant.
The next moment, he reappeared directly in front of Yue Zhentian. Before his opponent could react, Lin Xuance’s fingers clenched into a fist wreathed in raging flames. The fist burned through the fabric of space itself as it instantly slammed into Yue Zhentian’s chest.
"What?!" Yue Zhentian’s pupils widened. He stared at Lin Xuance’s sudden appearance, not yet able to process what had happened. A scorching flame burned on his chest, feeling like a world-forged furnace that threatened to melt him completely. Immediately after, an overwhelming force slammed into him.
In the next moment, Yue Zhentian shot backward like a cannonball, smashing through the air and piercing through one towering mountain peak after another. He continued to fly backward, seemingly unable to stop his momentum.
’Fucking damn it!’ Yue Zhentian cursed inwardly as he flew, feeling the immense pain wracking his body. This forced him to change his plan. Gritting his teeth against the agony of his shattered chest, he formed a hand seal with one hand.
"Blood Heaven Escape Technique!"
The next moment, Yue Zhentian’s figure erupted in a dazzling, bloody light. Using the backward momentum, his speed increased explosively. He became like a blood-red meteor, streaking across the night sky and vanishing in the blink of an eye.
’He ran?’
Lin Xuance stood tall against the night sky, his black robes whipping in the wind and his hair dancing wildly. His blood-stained Longsword dripped steadily. With eyes as black as ink and sharp as a hawk’s, he watched the direction Yue Zhentian had fled but did not give chase. He simply remained there, seemingly at the very peak of his power.
「A few breaths later.」
PFFT! Lin Xuance violently spat out a mouthful of dark blood, clutching his chest with one hand. His aura instantly plummeted, weakening to a critical point. He was as precarious as a candle flickering in the wind, looking as if he would fall from the sky at any moment.
’I guess... I really overdid it.’