Chapter 368: Chapter 368: Great Devouring Palm
"Black Arrow Martial Soul!"
"Thorny Black Arrow!"
Without a moment’s hesitation, Chu Qingyun directly unleashed his Black Arrow Martial Soul.
SWOOSH!
Following the sharp sound of something tearing through the air, one of the seventeen Flying Demon Beasts soaring up from the foot of the mountain let out a mournful cry, crashed to the ground, and stopped moving after twitching a couple of times.
Even from over five hundred meters away and without the guaranteed-hit bonus, Chu Qingyun could still shoot accurately when firing downhill at a massive Tier Three Demon Beast.
"Careful! That kid has a Bow and Arrow Spiritual Treasure!"
A loud shout came from the foot of the mountain.
Apparently, they didn’t believe Chu Qingyun possessed an Arrow Martial Soul. To them, only a Spirit Level bow seemed capable of killing a Tier Three Demon Beast in a single shot.
The eighteen men quickly scattered, but they were never Chu Qingyun’s target.
SWOOSH!
Another arrow tore through the air.
Another Demon Beast cried out and plummeted, dying on the mountainside.
In the short time it took them to charge up the mountain, Chu Qingyun had fired a total of four arrows. All four hit their marks, killing four Tier Three Flying Demon Beasts!
The remaining thirteen Flying Demon Beasts were the first to reach the summit. Under the command of the Tier Three Martial Spirits from the Martial Soul Hall, they shrieked and lunged at Chu Qingyun from all directions.
Their sharp claws glinted menacingly in the dark night.
"Iron Wall!"
With a soft cry, Chu Qingyun unleashed his Iron Wall Martial Soul, summoning four iron walls that materialized in mid-air and slammed into the Demon Beasts on all four sides.
BANG! BANG! BANG!...
A series of dull thuds, mixed with the mournful cries of the Demon Beasts, echoed in the rain.
A Tier Three Defense-type Martial Soul, fueled by the Primordial Power of a Tier Two Martial Spirit, couldn’t be broken in an instant by these trashy Tier Three Demon Beasts.
The thirteen Demon Beasts left behind collision marks and scratches on the four iron walls. Some spots were even torn and cracked!
But with Chu Qingyun’s continuous supply of Primordial Power, as long as the Iron Walls weren’t shattered instantly, all the damage would slowly repair itself.
The Demon Beasts, yelping in pain, flapped their wings and retreated, now hesitant to act recklessly.
"What is that thing?!"
"Why did the Demon Beasts stop?"
Right after the Demon Beasts, the eighteen Tier Three Martial Spirits from the Martial Soul Hall also charged up the mountain.
They had already planned this. Upon reaching the top, they would immediately spread out and surround Chu Qingyun.
As they were charging up the mountain, they had vaguely seen the thirteen Demon Beasts pounce on Chu Qingyun, only to suddenly stop as if they had hit a wall.
And now that they were face-to-face with Chu Qingyun, they saw the four damaged Iron Walls, and their hearts filled with astonishment.
’What is that? A Martial Soul? No, that can’t be right. It’s supposed to be the Iron Thread Ten-Star Vine... A Sword Technique? It doesn’t look like one at all...’
"Just as I thought. Eighteen of you. Not one more, not one less," Chu Qingyun said with a cold smile, glancing around.
"Hmph! Chu Qingyun, you actually dared to show up. Today, we’ll show you what we’re made of!"
"It’s eighteen against one! There’s no way we can’t beat you!"
The eighteen Tier Three Martial Spirits from the Martial Soul Hall all started shouting defiantly. However, it sounded less like they were threatening Chu Qingyun and more like they were trying to psych themselves up.
After their blustering, the eighteen men took their positions and immediately launched their attacks. Eighteen Soul Techniques or blasts of Primordial Power hurtled toward Chu Qingyun.
Everything was as fluid as if it had been choreographed.
However, faced with these eighteen attacks, Chu Qingyun remained calm.
This time, he didn’t use the Profound Celestial Divine Pattern, nor did he use his Strange Sword and Sword Technique. Instead, he kept his Iron Wall Martial Soul protectively around his body.
BANG! BANG! BANG... CRACK!
The four Iron Walls, already severely damaged, finally gave way and shattered completely after absorbing a few more attacks.
Eight more Soul Techniques or blasts of Primordial Power whistled through the air, smashing toward Chu Qingyun.
They were already very close, yet Chu Qingyun remained motionless, as if stunned.
At that moment, a wave of ecstasy washed over the eighteen Martial Soul Hall Martial Spirits. ’Could it be... this guy is only good at one-on-one fights, not one-on-many?’
However, if it had been daytime and not raining, they probably would have been able to see the calm smile that never left Chu Qingyun’s face. He wasn’t concerned about their attacks at all.
Just as the eight attacks were about to hit, Chu Qingyun suddenly thrust a palm out gently in front of himself.
"Great Devouring Palm!"
With a soft cry, Devouring Power surged from his palm, rapidly spreading outwards.
With Chu Qingyun’s palm as the center, the Devouring Power expanded in all directions, forming a cylinder several meters high that enveloped him completely.
The Great Devouring Palm was a name Chu Qingyun had come up with himself.
Ever since he discovered he could control the Devouring Power with greater finesse, he had been contemplating how to best utilize it.
And this Great Devouring Palm was one of the moves he had conceived.
This move could be used for both offense and defense, but it was also incredibly difficult, requiring extremely fine control over his Martial Soul Power to execute.
And though it was called the Great Devouring Palm, it actually had nothing to do with any Palm Technique. It was merely a palm strike that unleashed Devouring Power. Chu Qingyun had never studied Palm Techniques in the slightest.
The deep, dark cylinder expanded rapidly and soon collided with the eight attacks hurtling toward Chu Qingyun.
When the eight attacks struck the cylinder of condensed Devouring Power, the violent collision that the Martial Soul Hall members expected didn’t happen. Instead, the attacks silently and swiftly melted into it, vanishing without a trace.
Chu Qingyun, however, could clearly sense eight streams of Primordial Power following the Devouring Power into his Devouring Martial Soul.
A move like this could even devour attacks that had already been launched by others!
The black cylinder continued to expand, but when its radius reached five meters, one spot became unstable. The entire cylinder trembled violently and then silently collapsed.
A massive amount of Devouring Power rapidly returned to his Devouring Martial Soul.
This move was still in its initial stages, with many details and practical aspects yet to be explored. Moreover, the Devouring Power couldn’t be simulated in the Light Card, so Chu Qingyun could only take his time with it.
The black cylinder vanished, but the eighteen Tier Three Martial Spirits from the Martial Soul Hall were still in a daze.
’The Iron Walls were shattered, but what was that black power just now?!’
Seeing that black power, a sense of dread gripped the hearts of the eighteen men. Even the thirteen Flying Demon Beasts quietly retreated a little, clearly wary of the Devouring Power.
"Zoning out in the middle of a battle isn’t a good habit..."
"Flame Martial Soul!"
"Blazing Flame Pillar!"
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