383 Reunion of Old Friends
His target was not Yun Qi but Qin Huai. “Fire ring punishment!”
Bang!
The fire descended, and the fierce flames immediately tore through Qin Huai’s body, slashing right to the end.
Hua Yanli’s brow furrowed slightly, questioning, “So weak?”
In the next second, he used one hand to brace himself on the ground and, with a logic-defying posture, executed a slash behind him. He arrived at the same time as Yun Qi’s iron fan.
Whoosh!
Qin Huai’s waist was cleaved in half again, and his head was smashed. Yet, Qin Huai’s ‘corpse’ turned into smoke and disintegrated. Heavy punches emerged as Qin Huai’s fists continuously hammered Hua Yanli’s back.
“Forbidden technique, ten dragons crush!”
Puff!
Hua Yanli spat out a mouthful of blood, his body crashing into the ground due to the massive force on his spine. Fresh blood pooled, submerging his face entirely.
“Your mastery in the ancient scripture…is it really so terrifying?” Yun Qi brandished his iron fan again, but Qin Huai raised his hand to block it. His eyes were filled with disbelief.
Judging from Qin Huai’s appearance, he should be around forty years old. As far as Yun Qi knew, it was impossible to cultivate the ancient scripture to such a proficient level within ten years.
Bang!
Hua Yanli, who lay in the blood pit, crumbled. He died a ‘tragic death’ under the dual illusions produced by Qin Huai’s ancient azure illusion scripture.
Qin Huai naturally wouldn’t respond to Yun Qi’s question. He intended to take advantage of his weakened state.
“Forbidden technique, ten dragons crush!” Qin Huai’s fists suddenly glowed with white light, and the speed of his punches created afterimages in front of him. His attacks seemed to hail from every direction, bombarding Yun Qi.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Dozens of attacks plunged like boulders into the sea. Qin Huai saw that a faint white Kirin on Yun Qi’s body swallowed his attack. However, at this moment, the heavily injured Yun Qi could no longer fully defend himself. The iron fan in his hand couldn’t be swung either. Under the weight of his injuries, he slowly treaded the path toward death.
The barrage of fist shadows overwhelmed Yun Qi.
Puff!
Qin Huai spat out a mouthful of blood as he finally managed to pierce through Yun Qi’s body.
“You… What’s your name?” Yun Qi stared intently at Qin Huai, as if he wanted to engrave Qin Huai’s face in his memory.
“You!” Yun Qi’s eyes widened in fury, followed by a sarcastic remark, “Genius with the king’s force, you don’t dare to reveal your name?”
“A name is just a name. You can be called Yun Qi, why can’t I be called Yun Qi?” Qin Huai responded coldly, withdrawing his fists. If he couldn’t reveal his name to the opponent, it was better not to let them know at all. There was no need to raise the stakes.
Bang!
The moment he finished speaking, Yun Qi ‘died,’ his eyes filled with resentment and regret.
“These guys are truly abnormal. They possessed such power merely with the king’s force. If they were to unleash the full strength of five complete patterns… I wonder how formidable they would be,” Qin Huai contemplated as he looked into the distance.
The White Cloud sect and Hua Yanli’s wandering cultivators had already departed.
Qin Huai had made every effort to avoid using the power of the illusion realm fist in combat. This technique was lethal, demanding the sight of real blood the moment it was deployed.
Furthermore, the recent skirmish had confirmed that Qin Huai’s mastery of the ancient azure illusion scripture was commendable. This unique skill served as a potent tool in combat. By leveraging the multiple “three heads and six arms” illusions and the mirage of his figure, he could topple any adversary.
“However, this grand slaughter is indeed the platform for future kings,” Qin Huai mused, drawing from personal experience.
Those whose cultivation techniques were stifled by the bronze realm were left at the mercy of their own blood and qi, elements Qin Huai could manipulate freely. Even a proficient warrior with five complete patterns would be at his mercy if they couldn’t cultivate the king’s force.
“It’s unfortunate… killing these individuals didn’t yield any experience points,” Qin Huai lamented.
Nevertheless, after eliminating several people, Qin Huai could discern an additional, or rather, a marked element within his body. Likely a ‘point system’ in the bronze realm.
Without delay, Qin Huai charged into the distance, leaving a trail of slaughter behind. In this battlefield where only the ancient azure illusion scripture could be used, everyone else was akin to a toothless tiger.
Most times, Qin Huai didn’t even need to summon his dragon king form. He could easily overpower them with merely his physical strength and the ancient azure illusion scripture.
A full day passed. Qin Huai had dispatched about fifty to sixty people. However, he hadn’t encountered any future kings like Hua Yanli and Yun Qi. “Luckily, even in the bronze realm, future kings are not commonplace,” he mused.
Resting under a tree, Qin Huai strained to stretch his muscles. Suddenly, his gaze turned icy. The entire world began to distort.
“Does the grand slaughter only last a day?” he questioned.
Something was amiss. The conclusion must have arrived because enough individuals had been sorted. Realizing that everyone’s intent to kill was resolute, Qin Huai tensed.
A large area had been segmented into different grades within a mere day. Exiting the grand slaughter might not symbolize relaxation but the commencement of an even more brutal war. After all, the great slaughter was genuine. People indeed died.
The world was successfully rebuilt, and Qin Huai’s vision cleared. The environment was as verdant and vibrant as before. Taking a deep breath, he murmured, “Indeed, it’s different. Even my ancient azure illusion scripture’s bone patterns seem to be excited.”
Scanning his surroundings with keen eyes, he murmured, “Comprehending the ancient azure illusion scripture here would definitely yield twice the results with half the effort. Moreover, the level of the ancient azure illusion scripture that I’ve spent time on might not be low.”
“Brother Zhou~” A familiar voice approached.
Qin Huai spotted a figure dressed in animal skin, hair in disarray.
“Brother She!” he greeted, cupping his fists in respect from afar. This man was She Wanshan, the first living person he had met in the bronze realm who also possessed the king’s force.
“Brother Zhou, I didn’t expect to meet you here.” She Wanshan’s clear eyes shone with delight.
“Yes, it’s indeed our fate,” Qin Huai agreed, nodding.
Indeed, the other party’s combat prowess was not the same as the first time they met. They both had concealed much of their abilities during that initial meeting.
Both of them shared radiant smiles, their thoughts concealed behind these warm expressions.
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