Search
    Header Background Image
    A translation website dedicated to translating Chinese web novels.
    Chapter Index

    Chapter 365: Various Methods Unleashed

    None anticipated that Qi Chuan would produce a treasure of such caliber. As that talisman rested in his grasp, terrifying might suffused the surroundings.

    His gaze darkened as he projected the talisman outward.

    The talisman erupted into utterly resplendent splendor mid-air. Amidst that radiance, the shadow of a golden spear sundered the void. An invisible pressure crashed down like towering mountains.

    Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—

    A fierce gale howled, its razor-sharp shrieks threatening annihilation.

    Every formation assault landing upon the field scattered instantly beneath the shadow of that golden spear.

    It resembled an ocean-raised golden snake dragon, its infinitely sharp point gleaming with blinding light, aimed squarely at Zhou Luo.

    Zhou Luo squinted; his robe whipped wildly around him as he felt the unceasing pressure descend.

    "So it’s another treasure,"

    he murmured, raising his right hand. An identically snowy-white talisman materialized, etched with the image of a long lance.

    Cold Ice Spear.

    When he’d first obtained this treasure, it possessed exactly three uses.

    And now, after all these years, he finally unleashed its final invocation.

    The instant that treasure manifested, Qi Chuan’s pupils contracted to pinpoints. Shangguan Qianxue’s eyes widened in amazement, her eyelid twitching involuntarily.

    Since when had treasures become so commonplace?

    Two revealed at once!?

    Even she, a disciple standing on the threshold of becoming an elder of the sect, lacked the right to wield such a treasure!

    It made sense to her that the overseer of Zhen Yuan Tower possessed one.

    After all, he represented the Chimagong Sect and held rank equal to an elder.

    But how do you have one?

    Shangguan Qianxue found this impossible to grasp.

    She knew only of Zhou Luo’s cautious style of action and his keen intellect; his precise origins remained unknown.

    Unavoidable, perhaps—these past years she’d immersed herself in cultivation within her Immortal Sect, preparing for her elevation to elder. This outing was rare indeed.

    Regardless of Shangguan Qianxue’s deliberations,

    the Cold Ice Spear was already summoned. The gleaming white talisman radiated an icy aura; roaring wintry winds detonated forth.

    The air itself froze, crackling layers of hoarfrost spreading rapidly.

    Under such intense cold, the momentum forged by the golden spear visibly weakened.

    Above now suspended two contrasting yet equally extraordinary vistas.

    One side, bitter winds and rippling frost; the other, radiant golden light and rampaging fierce energy.

    As both figures poured forth their power, the treasures’ might erupted fully.

    Boom—

    Enormous force collided within, the cold frost and brilliant golden light clashed together, stirring up terrifying force fluctuations.

    The power fluctuations swept through the entire area, even impacting the entire Second Level formation; the originally continuous attack was forcibly severed, and what was more exaggerated was, the surrounding hard rocks were also impacted, turning into falling stone debris.

    The entire area was shaking violently, extremely shocking.

    Shangguan Qianxue had no choice but to activate her protective golden light, while her body retreated backward.

    She looked at the forced-to-stop formation, discovering that under the impact of two treasures, this Second Level formation’s power had been shaken, showing a brief exhaustion, and the whole formation temporarily lost its function.

    Her beautiful eyes flickered slightly, she retreated stealthily, flying toward that passage.

    She had made her decision, preparing to leave alone.

    After all, having come here, it was estimated that the spiritual artifact was ever closer.

    Bang—

    Just as she intended to leave, another enormous explosion sound arose.

    The power of two treasures fully released, and the force contained in the Cold Ice Spear seemed even more terrifying than the opposing one.

    That vast frost instantly eroded the brilliant golden light, even freezing the golden long spear along with it.

    Qi Chuan’s expression changed drastically, not expecting that the opposing treasure could be stronger than his own.

    He made a ruthless decision, took out a potion and swallowed it, then took out several Second Level symbols.

    As the head of Zhen Yuan Tower, his trump cards were not few.

    Now seeing the treasure ineffective, he decided to stake everything.

    "No one had ever pushed me to this point, but it’s all over now." Qi Chuan shouted loudly, throwing all the symbols in his hand.

    Those symbols burst out clear sounds in the air, as if some kind of magical beast was roaring.

    It could be seen that a total of four Second Level symbols were all released, transforming into four huge magical beasts charging out from mid-air.

    The four magical beasts were covered in dazzling light, releasing a strong smell of blood.

    They let out a deafening roar, attacking toward Zhou Luo.

    The fierce power appeared exceptionally terrifying, and wherever it passed, imposing momentum was stirred up.

    Qi Chuan stood behind them, continuously emitting spiritual power, and condensed a golden sword beam, which he abruptly released.

    The golden sword beam was extremely fast, cutting through the sky, heading straight toward Zhou Luo.

    In a short time, he had launched two assaults, determined to severely injure Zhou Luo.

    Zhou Luo’s expression was calm, his right palm held something, and at the same time, he also threw out one symbol.

    Although there was only that one symbol, it exuded formidable might, and when held in his hand, sparks of electricity flickered on it.

    He threw it instantly, and his entire body charged forward along with it.

    The power displayed by that symbol made Qi Chuan’s face turn fearful.

    Upper-level Second Level symbol!

    He was shocked to the core.

    He had thought that the previous several Second Level symbols were already Zhou Luo’s limit.

    He hadn’t expected that the other party actually hid an upper-level Second Level symbol on his person.

    Though he had released four Second Level symbols, they were all Second Level Low Grade, not even a Second Level Mid Grade.

    Because he himself was not a Second Level spiritual symbol master, moreover, those symbols were not so easy to refine; just finding the materials took effort.

    So he did not possess any upper-level Second Level symbols on him.

    But Zhou Luo was different; first, he himself was a Second Level spiritual symbol master; additionally, after cooperating with Tian Xia Restaurant, he had established such a large industry in Immortal City, so acquiring materials was relatively easier compared to Qi Chuan.

    After so many years, he had barely gathered the materials for that one upper-level Second Level symbol.

    Now it was perfectly used here.

    The moment the upper-level Second Level symbol was activated, rumbling thunder sounded, and in the high sky, endless arcs of electricity swept out, slashing toward the four condensed magical beast illusions, bursting with extremely strong power.

    Rumble—

    The thunder and lightning fell, with astonishing might, drowning out the opposing attacks completely, bombarding mercilessly.

    The four condensed magical beasts let out a wail, and before they could even touch Zhou Luo, they were completely torn apart.

    But because the symbol’s power still existed, they were forced to consolidate again, then torn apart once more.

    This repeated again and again, until the symbol’s power dissipated.

    Taking this opportunity, Zhou Luo had already arrived before Qi Chuan.

    His face cold as ice, his gaze icy, the clenched right hand suddenly opened, flinging out a large cloud of Xuan Huang powder.

    The powder came suddenly, moved with the wind, and in an instant fell toward the opponent.

    Qi Chuan’s inner alarms blared, and he instinctively tried to evade.

    But Zhou Luo was already on the move; his Fu Yao magic sword manifested in his hand, he gave a slight push, the sharp sword whistled out like a spirit dragon, piercing the air, blocking his retreat.

    Note