CHAPTER 414: CHAPTER 258: BREAKING THROUGH AGAIN, CONDENSING THE SPIRIT!

"Array, activate!"

Wen Zhixing activated the prearranged array method the moment he struck. His purpose was to prevent Qin Tian from escaping and simultaneously shield everything happening here.

BUZZ!

Instantly, a faint glow shimmered from the array method. An invisible light barrier appeared, completely concealing the aura of this place.

"Lu Shangxing!"

Qin Tian’s pupils constricted sharply. Wen Zhixing had acted too swiftly. He had never imagined that the "Lu Shangxing" before him would dare to attack him!

BOOM!

A dazzling protective light burst forth from Qin Tian’s body.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

Several successive sounds rang out. The attack, which should have ended his life and had clearly penetrated flesh and blood, was somehow blocked. Qin Tian let out a muffled grunt, his body sent flying backward by the forceful impact. He had nearly been pierced through the forehead.

"Mind Capturing Skill!"

Wen Zhixing seemed to have anticipated this, roaring preemptively. He once again used his unfailingly effective secret skill. Given Qin Tian’s status, how could he possibly be killed by a sneak attack so easily?

In a split second, a powerful Divine Soul Force spread from Wen Zhixing’s body. Qin Tian’s eyes instantly lost focus, and his movements halted.

Wen Zhixing moved, gliding like a ghost. Another sword strike came slashing down, aimed straight for Qin Tian’s head!

"Ah! Netherworld Eyes!"

At the critical moment, Qin Tian’s eyes suddenly flashed with an eerie light, and then he forcefully widened them. Green flames blazed within his pupils. These eyes seemed capable of dragging one’s soul away.

Netherworld Eyes—it is said that those born with such eyes are natural masters of the Netherworld. One day, they would become lords of demonic spirits and ghosts.

Under the power of the Netherworld Eyes, Qin Tian abruptly came to his senses. Simultaneously, a terrifying Ghost Domain materialized, with countless ferocious spirits guarding his side.

SPLASH!

Wen Zhixing’s figure trembled slightly, his face turned instantly pale, and a large amount of blood gushed from his mouth. This was the backlash from his Mind Capturing Skill being broken.

"Kill him!"

Killing intent surged in Qin Tian’s eyes. As he waved his hand, countless screaming spirits lunged at Wen Zhixing.

RUMBLE!

Suddenly, terrifying golden thunder began to flicker around Wen Zhixing’s body. He seemed to be possessed by the Thunder God.

"This is... Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder! No!" Qin Tian’s complexion changed drastically. This is the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder, the bane of my ghostly spirits!

BOOM!!!

Around Wen Zhixing, bolts of thunder struck down wildly, their terrifying power exploding instantly.

Wails and shrieks filled the air as those evil creatures couldn’t even resist before the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder shattered them into dust, turning them to ash. The remaining fiends scattered at this moment. With their lives on the line, what else could they care for?

In an instant, Qin Tian’s Netherworld Ghost Domain crumbled.

SPLASH!

Qin Tian trembled violently. Fresh blood spilled from his mouth once more, and tears of blood streamed from his Netherworld Eyes. The once vibrant green flames in his eyes began to waver, as if they would be extinguished at any moment. His vaunted Netherworld Eyes were no match for Wen Zhixing at all!

"You... how do you possess Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder?!" Qin Tian roared in anger. Lu Shangxing had hidden his strength too deeply!

"Die!"

In the next moment, Wen Zhixing’s eyes focused. His longsword transformed into several cold shadows, targeting Qin Tian’s forehead.

"Lu Shangxing!"

Qin Tian was both shocked and enraged. With his strongest technique broken, he was somewhat at a loss, barely managing to tilt his head to dodge the vital point.

SWISH!

With a muffled grunt from Qin Tian, a fearsome sword wind grazed past his neck.

"Ah!"

Qin Tian’s left arm was sheared off at the shoulder and sent spinning through the air. Blood sprayed forth, staining half of his sleeve red.

"Lu Shangxing, have you gone mad?!" The intense pain nearly drove Qin Tian insane, and he staggered backward. Lu Shangxing has truly gone mad! What on earth is he doing?! Could this all be Elder Brother’s intention? Qin Hao actually wants to kill me?!

"What do you think."

Wen Zhixing smiled faintly, unleashing the Divine Ability, Wind Control and Shadow Form. He moved like the wind and then disappeared into thin air. His movements were too spectral for Qin Tian to pinpoint his exact location.

SPLASH!

Several more spurts of blood flew. In just a moment, Qin Tian was struck by several more sword blows, vomiting blood, his face deathly pale.

SCHLICK!

Another flash of golden light shone as a fearsome sword wind pierced through his shoulder blade and out from his chest, pinning him to the wall.

"It’s over."

Wen Zhixing aimed his sword light, intending to end it quickly. With a wave of his hand, terrifying sword wind engulfed Qin Tian.

BUZZ!

Just then, another cyan-golden small cauldron appeared, radiating a faint cyan light that enveloped and protected Qin Tian within it. He still had trump cards!

"This is... the Prison-suppressing Cauldron!"

Wen Zhixing spotted the small bronze cauldron, his eyes gleaming with an unusual luster. All his attacks were blocked by this cauldron. This is one of the top Spiritual Treasures of the Purple Cloud Divine Sect! I can’t believe it’s actually in Qin Tian’s hands right now. His status within the Purple Cloud Divine Sect must be extraordinary.

"Qin Yang really does treat you well," Wen Zhixing suddenly laughed. He didn’t strike again, knowing he couldn’t break the cauldron’s defenses quickly.

Wen Zhixing couldn’t help but sigh. These disciples from major sects and prominent families are truly difficult to handle.

"Lu Shangxing, have you considered the consequences of attacking me?"