Top-level Qi Luck: Leading My Clan to Cultivate-Chapter 984 - 521 Hidden Cards_2

Chapter 984: Chapter 521 Hidden Cards_2 Chapter 984: Chapter 521 Hidden Cards_2 In the early stages, Lin Tianming had not chosen to clash head-on, constantly finding himself in a passive position, feeling restricted and constrained.

But now, this round of attacks was an unleashing of restraint, an all-out offensive from every angle.

Such an attack not only had considerable power but came wave after wave, like a fierce storm venting its fury.

Under this terrifying assault, though Yang Chengfeng had withstood it, he had also sustained no minor injuries.

His current state was such that injuries blanketed his entire body, and his internal meridians were in disarray, his strength struggling to reach even seventy percent of its peak.

Furthermore, he had expended a great deal of True Essence Mana during his frenzied attack earlier.

After this round of combat, he had consumed a significant amount of mana, with only less than thirty percent of his peak condition remaining.

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These were the changes in his own condition, and even his Shield Defensive Treasure had been cracked slightly by one of Lin Tianming’s Divine Skills, resulting in reduced spirituality.

Taking all these factors into account, his current state was indeed quite poor.

At this time, Yang Chengfeng pondered over these issues in his mind, his expression growing even more unsightly.

Across from him, Lin Tianming, too, had felt some repercussions from the shockwave and was pushed back a distance.

However, thanks to Yang Chengfeng not attacking with full force and his own resilient physique, the force he sustained was still within his means to handle.

After a round of frenzied attacks had ended, seeing Yang Chengfeng’s significant injuries, Lin Tianming was also overjoyed, thinking that his all-out assault had finally paid off, obtaining a significant advantage.

Such a stormy assault also served to vent the frustration he’d felt from being previously restrained.

Now, holding the absolute initiative, his next step was to strike while the iron was hot.

Realizing this, Lin Tianming leaped forward, intent on launching another attack.

At this point, Yang Chengfeng, noticing Lin Tianming’s intention, couldn’t help his complexion changing.

He hurriedly called out from afar, “Esteemed Daoist, please calm your anger!”

“It was my fault just now. I apologize to you; I truly shouldn’t have acted.”

“Please, let’s put aside our grievances and cease hostilities. How about we make peace from this point on, transforming swords into jade silks?”

Yang Chengfeng spoke with a grave face, his expression extremely serious.

Yet, when Lin Tianming heard these words, he couldn’t help but sneer.

“Daoist Yang was extremely arrogant just now, striking ruthlessly and decisively, with no intention of sparing me.”

“Now, knowing he’s in the wrong and not my match, he hopes a few words will make me stop.”

“Heh heh… where in this world are there such good things?”

Lin Tianming sneered, while responding with disdain.

And while saying this, Lin Tianming’s hands didn’t stop moving at all, making it clear he had no intention of sparing Yang Chengfeng.

He knew well that Yang Chengfeng, who cultivated through poison, was a devious and merciless person, and as a Loose Cultivator, operated unrestrained.

It was for this reason that Yang Chengfeng had made enemies everywhere, leading him to be pursued by those seeking revenge.

His choice to hide and cultivate on Five Poison Mountain was to increase his cultivation for one, and secondly, to lie low while waiting for an opportunity.

Once his cultivation and strength advanced further, he would likely leave Five Poison Mountain to trouble those who had offended him.

Such a malicious character was, in fact, even more dangerous than those from the Golden Elixir Forces.

For the sake of the Lin Family and himself, such a threat had to be nipped in the bud.

After all, Yang Chengfeng’s strength was indeed extraordinary, seemingly even stronger than Chen Jingtian.

If such a cultivator were to escape, and later traced back to his identity, he might very well seek vengeance against the Lin Family.

The Lin Family had just begun to rise, and it was not suitable for them to engage in major wars for the next few decades; he would never allow anyone to ruin this favorable situation for the Lin Family.

Understanding this, Lin Tianming didn’t hesitate for a moment, determined to annihilate this threat here, regardless of the cost.

With that goal in mind, Lin Tianming made his move, giving Yang Chengfeng no chance to catch his breath.

At this very moment, seeing Lin Tianming with no intention of showing mercy, Yang Chengfeng grew terrified.

As Lin Tianming closed in on him, Yang Chengfeng retreated, threatening, “Do you really think you can defeat me? Do you insist on pushing me to death?”

“Don’t force me into a corner, or even if it costs me my life, I will drag you down with me.”

Hearing this threat, Lin Tianming, in hot pursuit, didn’t stop, and his Qinghong Sword in hand swung out without any hesitation.

In the blink of an eye, a flash of silver light twinkled, and he once again exhibited the Tiangang Ninth Sword Divine Power.

At the same time, Lin Tianming’s hand was once again enveloped in a ball of flame, which danced within his grasp.

“Boom…rumble…”

The Qinghong Sword transformed into a long dragon, and the fireball formed by the Blue Heart True Flame ignited, subsequently shooting out straight toward Yang Chengfeng’s vitals.

Seeing this scene, Yang Chengfeng’s face darkened to the extreme.

He knew his situation was grim, and if he didn’t go all out now, he would have no hope of survival.

In an instant, Yang Chengfeng swung his robe sleeve, releasing three Third Order Attack Talismans, which quickly transformed into three streaks of silver-white Sword Qi, attacking Lin Tianming.

And this bit of damage, he of course understood, could not possibly stop the powerful Lin Tianming.

The reason he did this was actually to buy himself time, so as to use one of his trump cards.

As the Third Order Talismans were activated, Lin Tianming was indeed delayed for an instant.

Taking advantage of this moment, Yang Chengfeng’s hands never stopped moving.

He pinched a Law Decree, followed by making a complex hand gesture.

At the same time, Yang Chengfeng murmured words, as if reciting some kind of incantation.

The process was swift, and as he completed his movements, a sphere of light appeared above Yang Chengfeng’s head, seemingly out of nowhere.

This sphere of light looked ordinary, without any shadow or shape.

But as soon as it appeared, Lin Tianming felt a large amount of energy converging toward the sphere from the surrounding valley.

In a flash, the sphere enlarged several times over.

As the energy in the sphere stopped gathering, it seemed to have reached a certain limit.

At this time, Yang Chengfeng showed an expression of madness, and then made another complex hand gesture.

In an instant, the huge sphere of light was propelled and smashed toward Lin Tianming.

The sphere of light moved swiftly, arriving in front of Lin Tianming in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, Lin Tianming had already sensed that this sphere of light was no trivial matter. It was very likely a Spirit Art.

But the sphere had not yet exploded, so it was impossible to witness its power and thus impossible to judge the level of this Spirit Art.

However, he was certain that this sphere of light was undoubtedly a Spirit Art.

He was well aware of the might of Spirit Arts, knowing even the lowest Yellow Grade Spirit Technique had tremendous power, at least much stronger than the average Technique Divine Power.

Therefore, the threat of this sphere of light was significant; he had to give it his all.

Realizing this, Lin Tianming reached into the void and grabbed the Qinghong Sword in his hand.

He swiftly flicked his fingers, and beams of light precisely bombarded the Qinghong Sword.

In an instant, the Qinghong Sword let out a sword cry, and then hovered above his head, spinning wildly.

His body’s True Yuan Mana was running at its peak, as he poured a great amount of mana into the Qinghong Sword.

With a pleasing sound, the sword shadow above his head spun rapidly, forming a beautiful lotus.

In such a short time, he directly activated Earth’s Sword Lotus, firmly protecting himself underneath.

Just as he completed this Divine Power, the incoming sphere of light descended, striking the lotus with a loud crash.

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“Bang…”

A loud noise echoed, resounding throughout the entire valley.

At the same time, a dazzling light streaked across the sky, and the immense impact generated a sweeping Gang Wind in all directions.

Underneath the lotus, Lin Tianming was struck by a powerful rebound force, causing him to fall from the sky and crash heavily onto the ground.

Even while still in the air, his Qi-Blood surged violently, and he continuously spat out several mouthfuls of fresh blood.

Just then, the light in the sky dissipated, and both the sphere of light and the shadow of the Sword Lotus vanished without a trace.

Simultaneously, calm momentarily returned to the battlefield.

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