Chapter 352: The Momentum of the Ice Blade!

Between Yang Ling and the White Bone Elder, the roles of attacker and defender had completely reversed.

Lin Caiyi and the others hadn't even had time to react.

What they witnessed was simply too horrifying.

They saw the Number One on the Ranking's arms whirling wildly.

And then, blade after blade of ice shot forth.

The firing speed and power of these flying daggers were practically no different from a submachine gun.

While the White Bone Elder dodged, some of the flying daggers pierced straight through the palace halls.

In just a few short moments, the halls were already battered and ruined, then collapsed with a thunderous crash!

The White Bone Demon King's face showed astonishment.

When this lord had fought with him before, he hadn't used this move!

"Quick, check if Rank One Yang is holding a submachine gun."

Li Shou said instinctively.

Everyone wore bitter smiles. A submachine gun, of course, was out of the question. But the speed at which he was throwing those flying daggers... what difference was there from a submachine gun?

They suddenly realized that this might be Yang Ling's true strongest technique!

Long-range, massive power, incredible speed, and dense concentration!

With all these buffs stacked together, they couldn't imagine anyone surviving such an onslaught.

The flying sword had already been retrieved by the White Bone Elder.

Yang Ling could now focus entirely on assaulting the White Bone Elder.

But the more he attacked, the more alarmed he became.

The White Bone Elder's seemingly bulky body was incredibly agile.

Not only that, its predictive ability was actually several notches better than his own.

His flying daggers looked dense, the firepower fierce, covering a wide area.

But the ones that actually landed on the White Bone Elder were only the initial few, plus a mere handful of three to five others!

Those three to five ice blades were not enough to deal truly effective damage to the White Bone Elder.

The layer of frost covering its body only slowed the White Bone Elder down by the tiniest fraction.

"It has 500 points of Spirit, a full 300 points higher than mine."

"So its perception is actually above mine as well..."

"Fortunately, as long as one Ice Blade lands occasionally, it can reduce its speed."

Yang Ling's gaze sharpened as he focused completely on striking the White Bone Elder.

Its perception was higher than his, its predictive ability stronger?

Then he would blanket every single escape route!

The Quenched-Gold Armor-Piercing Flying Daggers poured out as if they cost nothing.

In just a few short moments, over a hundred had been unleashed!

These flying daggers covered every conceivable trajectory.

No matter how the White Bone Elder dodged, it would have to face a portion of them head-on.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The White Bone Elder's flying sword kept deflecting the Quenched-Gold Armor-Piercing Flying Daggers nearby.

But the sheer number of daggers was too overwhelming!

Even if it blocked a dozen or so and dodged a dozen more, one or two would always find their mark on its body.

In a short span of time, seven or eight Ice Blades had struck its legs.

The positions were dangerously close to the knees - this was the result of its dodging, otherwise, the knees themselves would have been hit.

These ice blades erupted with powerful frost energy, causing its movements to grow slower and slower.

Yang Ling's eyes lit up slightly.

This bastard's Agility was already somewhat lower than his.

Now that its speed had dropped even a little, it was no different from being twice as slow.

At this rate, even if its perception were transcendent and it could make all sorts of predictions, with its Agility lagging behind, it would still be punished by the flying daggers.

The hit rate of the flying daggers kept climbing.

From less than five percent before, now thirty percent of the daggers were landing on the White Bone Elder.

Its 20,000 points of HP were gradually whittled down to only half remaining.

Yang Ling glanced at the Green Dragon Ring.

He had roughly two thousand Quenched-Gold Armor-Piercing Flying Daggers left.

"That should be enough. But once I get out of here, I need to stock up on another batch of Hundred-Refined Quenched-Gold Flying Daggers, so I won't be caught short if I run into a similar situation again."

"I'll get fifty thousand. Fifty thousand should be enough."

In the distance, Lin Caiyi and the others watched the scene and let out sighs of relief.

"He's got this in the bag."

Zhang Shendao smiled and patted Li Shou on the shoulder.

"We're about to ride on Brother Yang's coattails for a big haul this time."

"Amitabha. This humble monk plans to erect a longevity tablet for Rank One Yang and chant scriptures for his blessings every day!"

Li Shou couldn't help but say excitedly.

Qin Mo, Jiang Tian'ai, and the others were equally delighted, their hearts brimming with anticipation for the rewards from this hidden side quest's settlement!

"It's only been this long..."

Zhang Wei murmured to himself. "Back at the Fire Crystal Rock mine, even a Fifth Brother made him tread carefully..."

A trace of envy flickered in everyone's eyes. This man had been watching Yang Ling's rise from the very beginning - he was truly fortunate.

At this moment, Yang Ling was pouring his entire being into Heaven's Will Divine Blade.

The hit rate kept climbing as the White Bone Elder's speed dropped.

The White Bone Elder's massive body, especially its entire lower half, was now almost completely covered in a thin layer of frost.

If its Strength and Agility weren't high enough, it would have been completely immobilized long ago.

Suddenly, a thought stirred within Yang Ling, and an ineffable sensation washed over him.

As the Ice Blade flew from his hand,

snowflakes inexplicably began to drift down from the sky.

A bone-piercing chill swept through the area, dropping the temperature even further.

A flicker of astonishment passed through everyone's eyes. They stared intently and realized these were merely phenomena conjured by an illusion.

The snowflakes weren't real, but the chilling wind was.

They watched as this momentum of the Ice Blade suddenly infused itself into the flying dagger.

When that Ice Blade struck the White Bone Elder, a thick layer of solid ice immediately spread out from the point of impact.

The White Bone Elder's speed plummeted by a huge margin!

"Momentum of the Ice Blade!"

Yang Ling's eyes brightened, and he immediately locked onto that sensation, refusing to let it fade.

From then on, the power of his Ice Blades surged by a significant margin.

The thousands of stone steps were covered in a faint layer of frost from the residual energy of the Ice Blades.

From where Lin Caiyi and the others stood, it was as if winter had suddenly descended upon the place.

Even the outer areas of the White Bone Dao Palace were coated with frost.

"This momentum doesn't boost the Ice Blade's physical attack power by much, but the frost energy it unleashes has been amplified tremendously."

Yang Ling mused inwardly.

He had never experienced anything like today, unleashing Heaven's Will Divine Blade with such reckless abandon.

For one, he never had enough time. For another, he simply didn't have enough flying daggers to spare.

Unexpectedly, it was this fight against the White Bone Elder that had forced him to comprehend the momentum of the Ice Blade.

"If the Ice Blade has momentum, then the Fire Blade must have it too, and the Thunder Blade definitely does as well... Can a single technique, Heaven's Will Divine Blade, let me comprehend several types of momentum?"

Yang Ling was secretly astonished. Perhaps this was the true essence of Heaven's Will Divine Blade.

"Damnable little bug!"

The White Bone Elder was extremely frustrated.

Its own abilities were clearly superior, yet it was being driven to such a miserable state by this inexhaustible supply of flying daggers!

It suddenly stopped dodging and simply stood there in place, staring fixedly at Yang Ling.

Surrender?

Yang Ling remained expressionless and continued to unleash Heaven's Will Divine Blade.

Over a hundred Quenched-Gold Armor-Piercing Flying Daggers, wrapped in frost energy, shot toward the White Bone Elder in unison.

He was confident that if the enemy didn't dodge or evade, this single volley would end the fight!

Suddenly, an invisible force rippled outward like a wave of water in front of the White Bone Elder.

All hundred-plus flying daggers simply hung suspended in mid-air, unable to advance even half an inch!

"Wait..."

Yang Ling's gaze became more solemn than ever before.

Since the enemy could control a flying sword, it naturally possessed similar abilities to the White Bone Daoist.

It could use its Spirit power to construct an invisible barrier!

"Little bug, what other tricks do you have?"

The White Bone Elder, as if pulling out splinters, meticulously used two fingers to pluck out, one by one, the flying daggers that were, to it, as small as toothpicks.