409 Divine Anger!
Before the old man from Wuji Mountain could celebrate his escape, a golden flame suddenly erupted, washing over him. His entire body bristled in fear, his formidable aura exploding.
It was like a pair of iron clamps launched from his body, hurtling toward Qin Huai’s hands. The old man breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if he had narrowly dodged a bullet.
The next moment, however, the dreadful power surrounding him was instantly cleaved by the golden flames as easily as slicing through tofu. The brilliant flames acted like the sharpest blades in existence. Under his horrified gaze, the old man saw a large hand lodge itself into his skull, before it swiftly slashed downwards.
“Forbidden technique, twenty years of life, flame longevity technique!”
Boom!
Qin Huai had delivered a powerful blow. Under the watchful eyes of the Thousand Divination Tower elder and Liu Laicheng, the old man from Wuji Mountain appeared to be exhausted from the fight. As he was about to unleash his divine qi, he was disassembled by the golden flames suddenly produced by Qin Huai’s hand.
Qin Huai exhaled deeply. Looking at the fallen elder, he frowned slightly. It was a close call. Regardless of whether the old man’s spirit treasure was the so-called divine qi, its power was undeniable. The old man had used it to penetrate his illusion realm fist. Its power was almost on par with his flame of longevity.
Qin Huai was only capable of suppressing the power of a deity’s qi with his flame longevity technique once he reached the visceral prefecture realm. Fortunately, he had gathered his longevity power in advance, not allowing the old man any opportunity to strike. This battle, although only comprising three moves, had been fraught with danger.
If Qin Huai had been even slightly slower, he could have been taken down by the old man from the Thousand Divination Tower. The battle was essentially a contest to see who could deploy their finishing move first. And evidently, the old man from Wuji Mountain was overconfident. Had he used his divine qi from the outset, he might have won.
At this moment, the old man from the Thousand Divination Tower stared blankly at the body on the ground. “Old Meng… You indeed were the chosen one.” He admitted with a bitter smile, then threw a wooden fish toward Qin Huai.
However, Liu Lai Cheng, who was in a favorable position, wouldn’t allow the old man from the Thousand Divination Tower to have his way. Still, he didn’t stop the flying wooden fish.
Instead, he launched himself at the old man, his feet igniting like a wheel of fire as he executed an airborne kick. His foot, trailing a brilliant flame, aimed directly at the old man’s face.
Boom!
The gathered power on the old man’s face was blown apart. The flames were like venomous snakes, branding his face in an instant. A piercing burning sound echoed as the old man’s left eye shriveled up, half of his face turning a burnt black and red.
Bang!
Not too far away, the thrown wooden fish exploded. The ensuing fragments shot out in all directions, shattering the ground and raising a cloud of dust. The tiny fragments swiftly pierced through over ten trees, their momentum unyielding as they continued to shoot into the distance.
Liu Laicheng, standing opposite the elder from the Thousand Divination Tower, was not spared. More than ten pieces of the wooden fish embedded into his body, soaked in blood.
Liu Laicheng turned pale, feeling as if his life force was being siphoned by the fragments of the elder’s wooden fish. He realized the wooden fish, although thrown at Qin Huai, was also aimed at him. Neither of them could ward off the other’s attack, and both were heavily wounded.
Ding ding ding…
Qin Huai emerged from the cloud of smoke, shards of the wooden fish embedded in his body. Traces of blood seeped out, but this was not a concern for him. He started to sprint towards the elder from the Thousand Divination Tower. In the blink of an eye, he covered a significant distance.
“Forgive me!” cried the elder from the Thousand Divination Tower.
Suddenly, a blood-colored puppet burst out of his chest. It wore a crown, wielded a horsetail whisk, donned a long robe made from animal skins, and exuded a strange, dominating aura.
Liu Laicheng, bearing the brunt of the attack, felt a gust of wind at his feet. Fire was fanned by wind. He produced a wall of fire with a kick, which enveloped the elder from the Thousand DivinationTower like a monstrous, blood-thirsty mouth.
Bang!
The wall of fire shattered, and the horsetail whisk and crown on the blood-red puppet were engulfed in flames. With wrathful eyes, it launched Liu Laicheng into the air.
A fist came from the side. “Forbidden technique, poison dragon shock combo!”
A bright light, like a massive star, illuminated Qin Huai’s fist in an instant. His heavy fist rained down on the blood-colored puppet like a mountain.
Bang!
The blood-red puppet exploded in mid-air.
The elder from the Thousand Divination Tower, already heavily injured, couldn’t fully wield the power of the visceral prefecture realm. The moment the puppet was destroyed by the punch, the elder already knew his fate.
He managed a bitter smile and murmured, “I can’t see through it. I can’t see through it…” His whisper was heard by none.
In the next second, Qin Huai delivered a lethal punch, instantly killing the elder.
“Hu…”
Qin Huai looked at the puddle that was once the elder and sighed deeply. Then, he turned to look at Liu Laicheng. The latter’s body was riddled with holes, and his left hand was fractured by the final blow of the blood-red puppet.
If it hadn’t been for Qin Huai’s intervention, Liu Lai Cheng would have fallen to the elder from the Thousand Divination Tower. Comparing the two of them, Qin Huai had a more accurate measure of the combat strength of a future king.
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