Pulling the Firewood from Beneath the Cauldron-the Sect Master Was Stunned!
30 breaths of sustained output
What about the Five-Method Fusion?
[Nine Heavens Divine Lightning]: The penetrating power of the Five-Method Fusion is indeed sufficient. However, the fusion itself requires at least five to eight breaths. Given the attack density of these tentacles, five breaths of standing still...
A tentacle slammed down from directly above.
Su Zhan rolled to the side to avoid it.
The tentacle brushed against his leg, instantly turning his trouser leg into shreds.
-- Five breaths of standing meditation time is simply impossible.
"Let's try a different approach."
While dodging, Su Zhan glanced at the Sect Master in the distance.
The Sect Master stood there, his hands maintaining the hand seals used to control the Demon Whale. His entire focus was on controlling it.
The Dark River beneath his feet was still supplying him with energy. But his soul—under intense manipulation—was also being greatly depleted.
Especially that crack.
Su Zhan suddenly had an idea.
"Don't hunt whales."
"Hitting someone."
His body suddenly changed direction through the gaps in the tentacles—from facing upwards to facing downwards.
Head towards the Sect Master.
The tentacles react with a delay—because their movements follow the Sect Master's will, and the Sect Master needs time to react and readjust the direction of control.
This delay is only two breaths.
Two breaths are enough.
Su Zhan's figure transformed into a streak of purple-gold lightning, passing under the Demon Whale's armpit and rushing straight towards the Sect Master five hundred feet away.
The Sect Master's face changed.
He didn't expect Su Zhan to attack him instead of the whale.
The handprint changed, and two tentacles came around from both sides, trying to intercept Su Zhan.
Su Zhan stopped dodging.
The Wisdom King Armor Skin of the Immovable Wisdom King Wall was activated at full power. Dark golden scales covered his entire body. The lightning retracted into his body, no longer used for dodging, but concentrated on his palms.
Left palm – the purple-gold light of the Thunder Emperor Divine Seat.
Right palm – the eerie green poisonous gas from the Myriad Poisons Divine Farmer's Canon.
Two tentacles slammed up.
Su Zhan endured it.
Boom!
His body was sandwiched between two tentacles. The impact was so terrifying that his internal organs shifted inside him, and blood spurted from the corner of his mouth.
But the Wisdom King Armor Skin withstood it.
It was partially torn, but I wasn't wearing it.
Su Zhan was scrambled off course by the tentacles, tumbling and flying towards the Sect Master like a ball being knocked away.
The direction hasn't changed.
Using the momentum from being sent flying, he actually got closer to the Sect Master even faster.
Forty zhang. Twenty zhang. Ten zhang.
"Get lost!" The Sect Master pulled out one hand and struck Su Zhan with a palm strike.
A black, Devil Qi print crashed head-on.
Su Zhan did not dodge.
He extended his left palm.
The purple-gold light of the Thunder Emperor Divine Seat collided with the Sect Master's black palm print.
·Sigh--"
The two forces collided. Su Zhan was pushed back three zhang (approximately 10 meters) – but his left hand did not retract.
The light poured in along the point of impact.
It entered the Sect Master's palm, following the meridians—directly towards his brow.
Hiss--
It's that same crack again.
The energy from the Thunder Emperor Divine Seat hit its mark precisely.
The Sect Master's control hand seals have gone awry.
A buzzing sound went through his mind. Continuously controlling the Demon Whale required highly concentrated Mental Power, and the source of that Mental Power —his soul—had been stabbed.
The Demon Whale's movements became noticeably sluggish.
The tentacles stopped in mid-air, unsure of where to shoot.
Su Zhan's right palm pressed against the Sect Master's chest.
A ghostly green poison bullet was clutched in that palm.
"This one is for you."
The Sect Master looked down at the hand pressed against his chest.
He wanted to back away.
Su Zhan gripped his wrist with his left hand.
The power of the Immovable Wisdom King Wall transformed this hand into an iron clamp.
I can't let go.
The poison bullet exploded in the Sect Master's chest.
The eerie green venom seeped into his black armor and penetrated his skin.
It burrowed into his body.
The poison bomb wasn't Ordinary Grade poison.
It is the Law-Eroding Poison – a specialization in Principle structure – developed after the breakthrough on page eight of the Myriad Poisons Divine Farmer's Canon.
The Sect Master's body circulated a Martial Emperor Realm Law Power system. Meridians, Dantian, and divine soul—each link was supported by precise Principle operating within it.
The first thing the Law-Eroding Poison did after entering was to find the most vulnerable point.
It is naturally a rift in the soul.
The venom traveled along the Sect Master's meridians, reaching the edge of his Sea of Consciousness between his eyebrows within three breaths.
"Ah--!" The Sect Master let out a heart-wrenching scream.