Qi Long could only spare part of his energy to deal with the killing spikes within the fifth-level Killing Array, thankful that their power wasn’t too great.
He believed that if he had just 15 minutes, no, just a few dozen breaths, he would be able to break through the Killing Array.
Once the Killing Array was broken, what would the trapping array count for?
Thinking a mere fifth-level Array could trap him, he scoffed inwardly.
When Qi Long transformed his Meteor Hammer into two shooting stars aimed at the Killing Array, he deployed his Defensive Shield once again.
Boom! Boom! Boom! The furious onslaught erupted within the Killing Trap Array, with True Yuan explosions fracturing the air of that space.
Qi Long found himself in a vexing situation while he was obstructed by the Killing Trap Array. Even for just a few dozen breaths’ time, Ding Huan could have escaped thousands of times.
But what of it if she escaped today? If Qi Long wanted someone dead, he could hunt them down sooner or later.
Wasn’t this Ding Huan the one who established that Blue Star Sect? He didn’t believe the Blue Star Sect could escape either.
Several breaths later, Qi Long sensed something was amiss.
Not only had he failed to break the Killing Trap Array in front of him, but the array had also become increasingly stable…
No, it was the trapping array that was growing sturdier, and the power of the Killing Array had risen by more than a notch.
At that moment, Qi Long realized that Ding Huan had not fled; instead, she was using Array Flags to upgrade the Killing Trap Array.
He recalled the earlier moment when Ding Huan, frightened by him, had several Array Flags drop to the ground.
That wasn’t her being scared at all, it had been deliberate. Those Array Flags had already disappeared, seamlessly integrated into the original Killing Trap Array.
Clearly, Ding Huan had anticipated this scene, knowing that with him at the center of the Killing Trap Array, it would be hard to plant Array Flags, so she had dropped them beforehand, and later moved them into position.
Understanding this, Qi Long was so furious he almost spat blood.
At the same time, he grew more apprehensive, realizing that Ding Huan was an Array Master beyond the fifth level.
This was truly terrifying. Even in the Ascension Realm, Array Dao experts of the sixth level and above were few.
How did this minor cultivator from the Taoist Realm become an Array Dao powerhouse?
He could indeed disregard a fifth-level Killing Trap Array, but if an Array Master beyond the fifth level kept reinforcing and upgrading the Array, the situation completely changed.
Things were heading in a direction not about killing Ding Huan, but rather where he himself might be in danger.
He could no longer care about his own injuries, as he swept out with his Twin Meteor Hammers manically.
Now, being only upgraded to a sixth-level trapping and Killing Array by Ding Huan, what if she upgraded the Killing Trap Array to the seventh level? What could he use to kill Ding Huan then?
No, that wouldn’t just be about killing Ding Huan; it would mean certain death for him.
Of course, Ding Huan wouldn’t be able to upgrade the Killing Trap Array to the seventh level; she didn’t have the capability.
But she had a way to kill Qi Long; as she perfected the Killing Trap Array initially used against Qi Yushan, she began setting up a Poison Array.
She harbored plenty of poisons, gathered from Hidden Sword Mountain.
This kind of poison could kill Ji Xinting, so not to mention someone of the mere True God Realm.
As soon as the Poison Fog rolled into the Killing Trap Array, Qi Long felt its presence.
Because he had to break through the Killing Trap Array set up by Ding Huan quickly, his True Yuan flow was extremely rapid, and its explosive power immense.
Under these circumstances, the poison fog quickly permeated through Qi Long’s meridians and bloodstream.
Qi Long felt his True Yuan rapidly decrease, his blood seeming to clot, and his Circulation becoming sluggish.
At that moment, Qi Long truly panicked; if this situation persisted for another 15 minutes, he might very likely meet his demise here today.
He regretted it, not that he shouldn’t have chased after Ding Huan, but that he had been too careless.
Qi Long furiously burnt his Essence Blood, with his Twin Meteor Hammers whipping up an almost spatially tearing brutal force directed at the Killing Trap Array.
If he didn’t break the Killing Trap Array, he would die.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Consecutive hammer shadows bombarded Ding Huan’s sixth-level Killing Trap Array, causing cracking sounds from the Array, as a crack appeared before Qi Long.
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Qi Long was overjoyed, knowing this was his sole opportunity.
His Magical Treasure was deployed once again, and his Essence Blood burned without restraint.
He was sure that with just one or two more hits, he could tear open this Killing Trap Array.
But before he could gather his next wave of attacks, a killing spike that shook his soul swept over.
Then he saw Ding Huan grasp the Separation Spear, diving down from above the Killing Trap Array, the killing intent from the spear locking onto his vital range.
Qi Long sneered once more; the True Yuan infused in his Twin Meteor Hammers surged another thirty percent, waiting just for this moment.
He was afraid Ding Huan wouldn’t show up; as long as Ding Huan appeared, he wouldn’t allow this ant to survive, otherwise his cultivation to the True God Realm would have been in vain.
Boom! Before Qi Long’s Twin Meteor Hammers could strike, he felt his Killing Domain being torn apart by a vortex-like force.
Moreover, his Divine Skills felt like their tendons had been cut, instantly going limp.
Was this Divine Will tearing apart his Divine Skills?
Having understood this, Qi Long was terrified beyond measure.
Forget him, even the former Desolate God Sect Sect Master Ji Xinting hadn’t known such a Divine Skill, a skill far too terrifying.
"Stop, I am willing to surrender, I come from the Desolate God Sect…"
Qi Long screamed frantically; the poison fog had depleted ninety percent of his strength, and now he could pass as a Void God Realm cultivator.
Even though in his heart, a Void God Realm cultivator could easily kill Ding Huan, he didn’t want to take the risk.
After all, he was now within Ding Huan’s Killing Trap Array.
Stop? It was as if Ding Huan hadn’t heard at all.
The Separation Spear grew increasingly furious, and when it engulfed Qi Long, Ding Huan felt that even the killing force from outside the Killing Trap Array swept up in its wake.
At this moment, Ding Huan had a feeling that the killing force he summoned was imbued with a kind of sentience.
Originally, this move from Ding Huan was the second of the Nine Divine Powers, Annihilation.
Currently, as the Annihilation Killing Domain had not yet fully formed, he seized the escalating phases of the killing intensity.
It was as if…
Yes, it was as if this spear thrust summoned wave after wave of slaughter, hurling them towards Qi Long.
The space within a hundred feet also turned grim due to the concentrated killing intent from Ding Huan’s spear, and the temperature plummeted in an instant.
It was as though the space itself had frozen halfway, transforming the world into extreme frost and snow.
Underneath this extreme frost, Qi Long felt icy cold; he vividly saw that Ding Huan’s spear brought about one wave of spears after another.
This was definitely an attack of peak Void God intensity, Qi Long couldn’t care anymore whether his foundation was good or bad.
He began consuming his life force, gathering his previously shredded Divine Power Domain.
Crack! Crack! Crack! The freezing cold that nearly solidified Qi Long shattered and disintegrated under his explosive momentum.
At the same time, two meteor-like streams, like two dragons of slaughter, were swept up by Qi Long towards the spear waves launched by Ding Huan.
Boom! Boom!
Crash!
In despair, Qi Long discovered his two dragons of slaughter only blocked the waves of spears for a mere moment before being torn apart into pieces.
Yet, the onslaught from the spear waves did not cease…
Boom!
The next moment, the spear waves smashed into Ding Huan’s own Killing Trap Array. Like huge waves, they tore through Ding Huan’s carefully laid Killing Array, leveling it to the ground.
The Killing Array vanished without a trace, but Qi Long showed not a hint of joy.
He was frozen by one wave after another of terrifyingly icy killing spear waves, unable to summon the courage to resist.
"Pfft!" The first wave of spears hit Qi Long, and he vividly saw his own body being torn apart.
Tragically, this was just the beginning; then the second wave hit Qi Long, and the third, and the fourth…
Qi Long was torn to shreds by Ding Huan’s successive waves of icy spear waves, but Ding Huan wasn’t watching Qi Long; instead, he was staggered by feeling each successive wave of the spear.
He had finally manifested the third of his Nine Divine Powers.
Stones piercing the sky, waves striking the shore, swirling up Thousand Piles of Snow!
This third move was precisely Thousand Piles of Snow.
Ding Huan still did not look at Qi Long; he was astonished as he looked at the Separation Spear in his hand.
In this moment, he finally understood what Nine Divine Powers meant.
The Nine Divine Powers he initially practiced were merely a form.
It wasn’t until he conceived the third spear, Thousand Piles of Snow.
From now on, his Nine Divine Powers would evolve beyond the original, gradually forming a divine power unique to Ding Huan alone.
Perhaps in the end, only the name of the Nine Divine Powers would remain the same?
Sighing deeply, Ding Huan put away the Separation Spear, looking at Qi Long, whose physical body had turned to debris, and whose Primordial Spirit was like tattered cloth.
It must be said, the resilience of a True God’s Primordial Spirit is formidable; it hadn’t been annihilated yet.
"Ding Sect Master, I apologize, please spare my Primordial Spirit. I am an elder of the Desolate God Sect, willing to…"
Ding Huan, as though he hadn’t heard the other’s words, was shocked to discover that his memory contained the Divine Power of Thousand Piles of Snow…
It seemed that it was a powerful opponent faced by the owner of the leather scroll, who had vividly described the fatal scene of Thousand Piles of Snow, yet this and his own had great differences.
Ding Huan dismissed all these notions; his Thousand Piles of Snow was self-created, not needing to borrow others’ divine powers.
Ding Huan interrupted Qi Long’s beggings, coldly saying,
"Is the Desolate God Sect impressive? Someone named Ji Xinting did not likewise take me as a master, I hear he is even the Sect Master of the Desolate God Sect.
You, a mere True God Realm elder, also qualify to speak of the Desolate God Sect to me?"
Qi Long’s Primordial Spirit paused, Ji Xinting hadn’t ascended? Nor had he died? But how could he then take Ding Huan as a master?
Ding Huan, ignoring the dazed Qi Long, simply threw a fireball at him.
Qi Long, a True God Realm powerhouse, had never expected to die in the Taoist Realm, shattered to soul and body by the attack.
Ding Huan took Qi Long’s ring, feeling quite pleased.
Today’s greatest gain wasn’t killing Qi Long to obtain a True God Realm ring, but rather his enlightenment of the true essence of Nine Powers, concurrently realizing the third spear, Thousand Piles of Snow.
When leaving, Ding Huan lamented that his own strength was still inadequate.
If today hadn’t been for utilizing the Killing Trap Array he had set up initially to help Sang Yuhe kill Qi Yushan, he might not have been able to kill the True God Realm Qi Long, but merely fled for his life.
He would greet Liu Yinyu and others upon returning, then set up a Teleportation Array in his Sect before heading to Hidden Sword Mountain for cultivation.
Only at the Cosmic Vortex found at Hidden Sword Mountain could his cultivation swiftly advance.
His act of killing Qi Long wouldn’t likely spread soon, but since Qi Long had left the Yanyue Sect, it was definitely to pursue him.
Thus, for the Desolate God Sect to trace this back to him seemed not too troublesome.
Regardless, he had to insist that Qi Long was not killed by him.
It’s a pity he couldn’t find Ji Xinting, the old rascal, who had vanished without a trace after becoming his disciple.
If he could find him, presenting him to confront the Desolate God Sect, it might be possible to stabilize the situation with the Desolate God Sect in the short-term.
What he lacked was time; once he stepped into the True God Realm, he would surely not fear the Desolate God Sect anymore.