Novel Full Chapter 482 - 400: Stalemate on the Battlefield
Chapter 482: Chapter 400: Stalemate on the Battlefield
“A Summoner of Spirit Beasts, things are becoming more and more interesting.”
The man in white looked at the three spirit beasts opposite him, the corners of his mouth slightly lifted, and then he waved his hand.
“Go!”
As soon as he spoke, three peak tier six powerhouses launched attacks simultaneously. The burly man charged first towards Jie La, his footsteps making dull thuds as he strode forward. Earth spiritual energy surged around him, and his skin was quickly covered in a layer of gray-brown rock armor. His figure rose to nearly five meters, turning him into a genuine “Stone Man.” When he swung his giant fist, it cut through the air with a whistling sound, crashing straight into the vine wall in front of him.
“Bang!”
The rock fist collided with the vine wall, causing the lush green vines to bend and deform instantly but not break — Jie La’s vines were renowned for their toughness. At this moment, they used the force of the impact like a tide, swiftly winding up the man’s arms and torso. They even slithered through the cracks in the rock armor, trying to restrict his movement.
“Break it for me!”
The man roared, and the power of bloodlines exploded within him. A brown light shimmered on the surface of the rock armor, his strength suddenly surged, and with a powerful tug of his arms to the sides, the vines entwining him emitted a sharp crackling sound as he forcibly tore open several seams.
But as soon as one was torn open, more vines emerged from the ground, clinging once again like a bone-deep maggot. Some vines even formed into spikes, stabbing fiercely at the gaps in the rock armor. In a clash between offense and defense, a strange standoff was formed.
On the other side, the gaunt old man flickered toward Kazik like a phantom, his half-foot long nails gleaming with a gloomy blue poison glow, moving so swiftly that only afterimages remained, aiming directly at Kazik’s vital points.
But just as the nails were about to touch Kazik’s carapace, a faint purple light shimmered around Kazik, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot — it was precisely the Void Flash!
The old man’s attack fell into thin air, his pupils contracted sharply as he subconsciously turned to keep alert, but he couldn’t spot Kazik’s trace.
At this moment, the space behind him fluctuated, Kazik’s figure suddenly appeared, the scythe-like forelimbs gleaming cold and slashing straight toward the old man’s back.
The old man reacted quickly, sidestepping to dodge the attack, his fingertips glowing with poison as several poisonous spikes shot at Kazik.
Kazik used Void Flash again, easily evading the poisonous spikes. His figure kept flickering around the battlefield, sometimes assaulting from the left, sometimes holding the enemy in check from behind—the Power of Void making him elusive.
Although the old man was fast, Kazik’s rhythm constantly dictated his actions. Every time he tried to counterattack, it was thwarted by Kazik’s Void Flash, causing his expression to become increasingly somber.
The most perilous was the confrontation between Karsas and the young man.
The young man gathered dark spiritual energy around him into innumerable tiny soul needles, shooting them at Karsas like a fierce rainstorm, each needle containing the power to tear apart souls.
Karsas swung his gloomy blue scythe, slashing out arcs of soul energy that shattered the soul needles. At the same time, he released a thick aura of death, attempting to erode the opponent’s soul.
“Tier six ghost soul? Unfortunately, your strength is lacking a bit!” the young man sneered, forming seals with his hands. An arm of dark purple soul emerged from the void, reaching straight for the core of Karsas’s soul body.
Though Karsas’s level was slightly inferior, he remained unfazed, the scythe creating a soul energy barrier in front of him. Simultaneously, he sent a wave of soul energy towards Jie La’s direction.
Jie La immediately understood, and a thick vine sprouted from the ground, precisely wrapping around the young man’s ankle. Though he broke free instantly, it nonetheless slowed his movements.
Karsas seized this brief opening, swinging the scythe in an arc. The soul energy, carrying a cold aura of death, pressed straight toward the young man’s face.
The young man was forced to retreat, the situation in which he had been suppressing Karsas suddenly disrupted.
The battle among the three spirit beasts and the tier six powerhouses was in full swing. Jie La not only had to deal with the burly man’s fierce attacks but could also extend vines at any time to assist Kazik and Karsas, sometimes entangling the enemy with vines, sometimes disrupting attacks with vine thorns.
Kazik’s Void Flash and Karsas’s soul energy strikes cooperated seamlessly. Even though their levels were slightly lower, the synergy and support from Jie La allowed them to maintain the situation steadily, occasionally even launching counterattacks.
On the other side of the battlefield, the soft green spiritual energy of Dongfang Mingyue lit up once more. The gentle light fell on Min Wenbing, whose sunken chest started healing at a visible rate, and his pale complexion regained some color.
Min Wenbing quickly got up, the power of the golden bloodline rejuvenating within him. Wielding his spiritual long saber, he dashed once more toward the remaining black-clothed men.
Clink, clink, clink~
Nie Yunxing was in a fierce tangle with a black-clothed assassin, the opponent’s spiritual blade fierce and treacherous. Several times it scraped close to his neck, forcing him to repeatedly retreat. Just as the assassin brandished the blade for another strike and Nie Yunxing had no room to retreat, two green vines suddenly shot up from the ground, as agile as ropes, immediately ensnaring the assassin’s ankles.
The assassin’s movement abruptly halted, stumbling as his pupils contracted sharply.
Nie Yunxing seized the fleeting opportunity, driving his toes into the ground, his figure rushing forward like a leopard. The short blade flashed with a cold glow, slicing precisely across the assassin’s throat. Blood spurted out as the assassin collapsed to the ground, the vines retracting swiftly back into the earth, then spiraled around the wrist of another black-clothed man nearby, creating an opportunity for his companions to counterattack.
“Haha, well done!” He Wu couldn’t help but shout out, seizing the gap created by the vines to pummel an assassin in the chest with a punch.
Nie Yunxing’s peripheral vision swept across the battlefield, seeing Jie La’s vines emerging from the ground as if possessing sentience, constantly trapping ankles and binding wrists, precisely restricting the black-clothed men’s movements.
The stalemated battle immediately shifted, the bodyguards increasing their kill speed by several times with the aid of the vines, and even if occasionally wounded, Dongfang Mingyue’s healing spiritual energy promptly arrived, closing wounds in an instant.
The combats with the three spirit beasts and the powerhouses were in full swing, and the bodyguards gradually gained control of the situation with the dual support of vines and healing.
Only the blank center of the battlefield remained eerily calm—Qin Tian and the man in white stared at each other from a distance, neither making a move but both secretly amassing power. Spiritual energy fluctuations around them intensified, warping the air as if signaling the imminent outbreak of an even more intense confrontation.
The man in white glanced at the standoff on the battlefield, his gaze tranquil, seemingly unaffected by the unfolding situation.
“Your spirit beasts are quite impressive,” the man in white commented with interest, his body radiating a pale cyan spiritual energy that gathered, projecting an even more terrifying pressure toward Qin Tian.
“After you die, I’ll take them and study them thoroughly.”
Feeling the terrifying pressure coming toward him, Qin Tian slowly gripped the Black Frost Blade, his expression serious—he knew that the real showdown was just beginning.