Debut of the Qi Condensation True Essence Arms
Late Qi Condensation!
His cultivation level was several minor realms higher than all three of them; with such cultivation, he must be the vice leader of the Cangwu Heaven Overturning Cult Branch.
"You scum, die!" Song Qinglin roared, unleashing his True Essence to blast forward.
Those familiar with the Heaven Overturning Cult know that this ritual involves absorbing human Essence Blood to aid in cultivation.
His father had likely met with misfortune; how could Song Qinglin not be furious?
Before Black Crow's cackle had even finished, Song Qinglin's fist had already been thrown out. There was no room for retraction, because he had no intention of leaving himself any way out.
Lin Wanyue and Ye An reacted quickly, realizing that only by joining forces could they have a chance in this situation.
At the same moment Song Qinglin threw a punch, Ye An followed up from the side, Lin Wanyue's sword slashed from the other side. The three of them launched their first combined attack with impenetrable force.
Song Qinglin left himself no room for defense; his punching style had completely abandoned any attempt to finish the move.
At this moment, he was using a strategy of trading injury for kill, fighting with his life on the line!
The first punch struck the black and red barrier of the Black Crow. Ye An dodged the Star-Shattering Finger by turning to the side, and then shifted his body slightly so that Lin Wanyue's sword blade grazed the fabric of his shoulder.
After only a few exchanges, Black Crow suddenly realized that these three were even more troublesome than the Qi Condensation he had encountered before.
The three attacked in close coordination, and several times they were able to take down the most threatening Song Qinglin in one fell swoop, but Ye An and Lin Wanyue thwarted their plans each time.
Ye Anlin and Wan Yue both realized that Song Qinglin had lost his mind; at this moment, he was only attacking and not defending.
"Isn't this guy afraid of death?" Black Crow was both angry and resentful. He could have used these talents to further his cultivation, but instead, he attracted such a reckless guy.
"!"
After being bombarded repeatedly, cracks began to appear in Black Crow's True Qi barrier, and his escape route gradually narrowed in the gaps between the three people surrounding him.
Song Qinglin's Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Fist followed closely, as if he didn't see any openings in his defenses, pressing forward with every punch.
The Cultivation Method Black Crow learned at the Heaven Overturning Cult were geared towards control and support, making him unsuitable for directly confronting an attack from three different approaches.
He blocked Lin Wanyue's sword and dodged Ye An's Star-Shattering Finger, but Song Qinglin's fist grazed his shoulder. The punch didn't land, but it still touched the edge of his shoulder bone. He looked down at his shoulder and realized that he probably couldn't do anything to these three people. Even if he defeated them one by one, it would take time and opportunity, and the three of them had no intention of giving him that chance.
If I continue to defend passively like this, I might really suffer a setback here!
Black Crow wanted to kill one of them first. Among the three, Song Qinglin had the highest cultivation level and his strength was beyond doubt. Killing him wouldn't be so easy.
Lin Wanyue's Swordsmanship is unpredictable, and her cultivation level appears to have reached the early stage.
Finally, he fixed his gaze on the youngest of the three, the one who seemed the easiest to strike— Ye An.
He feigned a retreat, creating an opening, and as Song Qinglin's fist caught up, he suddenly changed direction, striking Ye An's face with a palm strike faster than ever before. He had been gathering his strength for a long time for this strike.
Black Crow was confident that with his Late Qi Condensation cultivation, this attack would surely kill or severely injure the man!
At that time, we will be able to reap the rewards one by one and take ourselves to the next level.
"Be careful!" Lin Wanyue could only warn her.
In that instantaneous turn of events, Lin Wanyue had no time to help, and Song Qinglin, already blinded by rage, no longer cared whether Ye An lived or died.
Seeing this, Ye An realized that the other party was treating him like an easy target, and he would regret his decision.
Ultimate Technique: Profound Meaning - Two-Armed Asura.
Ye An activated his Profound Meaning, his two True Essence Arms overlapping in front of him, Mountain-Supporting the Black Tortoise Mountain-Suppressing Palm. Ye An wanted to see just how strong his True Essence Arms were.
The moment the Black Crow's Palm Force struck, two True Essence Arms simultaneously appeared behind Ye An, overlapping in front of him to activate the Black Tortoise Mountain-Suppressing Palm - Mountain-Supporting. The Mountain-Supporting activated by the True Essence Arms was thicker than the original body, and when the barrier spread out in front of Ye An, it brought a visible tremor, like two layers of ripples overlapping after two Stones were thrown into the water.
Black Crow's Palm Force strike landed on the barrier, but Mountain-Supporting caught, enveloped, and neutralized it.
Faced with the deadly attack of Evil Cultivator who was two minor realms higher than him, Ye An merely took half a step back.
He steadied himself by pressing his foot against the ground and caught it easily.
"Is this Secret Method? Or Profound Meaning? Oh no!"
After Black Crow struck out, he couldn't retract his palm as quickly as expected. The Palm Force of his Black Crow was enveloped on the surface of the barrier, unable to dissipate or be withdrawn.
In that extremely brief pause, Song Qinglin's Wind-Rending had already struck down, and Lin Wanyue's sword blade followed closely by slicing across his back. The two forces struck him simultaneously, and Black Crow once again used his most proficient escape Secret Art to appear not far from the three of them, followed by a trickle of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.
He was injured! He was actually injured by three guys whose cultivation levels were lower than his!
Black Crow raised his hand to wipe the bruise from the corner of his mouth, his gaze lingering for a moment longer on the two True Essence arms behind Ye An.
He didn't want to fight anymore. He didn't want to die, and he certainly didn't want to get hurt. His voice lowered. "Looking forward to seeing you again, hehehehe."
Black Crow formed hand Hand Seals, unleashing the Secret Art: Blood-Transforming Escape.
His figure blurred by half an inch in an instant, like a piece of paper being rolled up in the middle by the wind, and then he disappeared into the shadows deep in the cave, leaving no trace.
"This is the Blood-Transforming Escape of the Heaven Overturning Cult, which boasts unparalleled escape speed. The price is depletion of Qi and Blood, making it impossible to recover to peak condition for a short period." This Secret Art technique of the Heaven Overturning Cult was no longer a secret, Lin Wanyue explained.
After confirming that the Black Crow's aura had completely disappeared, Ye An deactivated his Profound Meaning technique.
The True Essence arm behind him dissipated without leaving any trace.
Although he easily blocked it for a moment, his True Essence disappeared at a speed like a waterfall—it was too fast.
If his True Essence was sufficient, and he could maintain this state indefinitely... Ye An thought about it, and perhaps it really would work?
Lin Wanyue looked at Ye An, her thoughts drifting back to the first time they fought side by side.
That night in Falling Stone Village, Ye An only managed to gather strength for a few short breaths, his outline blurred, and he dissipated after making only one move.
Now, these two True Essence arms are much clearer, more solid, and heavier than before.
It can even support the Mountain-Supporting of the Black Tortoise Mountain-Suppressing Palm, as if a tool has acquired the wisdom it should have.
Song Qinglin paid no attention to Ye An's behavior, nor did he listen to Lin Wanyue's explanation. He only knew that his father had most likely met with misfortune.
Song Qinglin went inside without hesitation.
The deeper you go into the cave, the darker it gets. The dark red light gradually fades, replaced by a putrid stench.
Several desiccated corpses were scattered inside, their original appearances unrecognizable.
Just then, Song Qinglin spotted a familiar handmade trinket.
He fell silent.