"Sure enough, every Child of Fortune has someone backing him!"
Qin Wuyou's gaze was as cold and sharp as a blade.
He had thought that with Lin Fan, that Child of Fortune, out of the picture, all the inheritances in the Saint Mansion Ruins would be his this time.
He had never expected another Child of Fortune, Su Yu, to burst onto the scene.
Although he could not see what was happening in the deepest reaches of the ten-thousand-year cold pool, he knew that unless he broke this barrier soon, Su Yu would claim both the ten-thousand-year frostfire and the Golden Key inside.
"Heaven-Destroying Sword!"
Qin Wuyou unleashed another sword strike. The undying sword bone within him vibrated, erupting with his strongest sword attack.
Yet when that powerful strike landed on the barrier, it merely made it tremble a few times.
The barrier was so powerful that even the Heaven-Destroying Sword could not breach it in the slightest.
"This damn barrier is at least at the Emperor-to-be level. With the means I have now, trying to force it open is nothing but a fool's dream!"
Qin Wuyou's expression darkened.
He could not accept watching the Saint Mansion Inheritance and treasures that had nearly been within his grasp slip through his fingers.
"Nine-Turn Divine Dragon Art!"
"God and Devil Tyrant Body!"
"Xuantian Divine Sword Art!"
"Hand of Heaven!"
Qin Wuyou unleashed every means at his disposal.
Yet he still could not shake the Emperor-to-be barrier before him in the slightest.
With his current strength, forcibly breaking the barrier was simply impossible.
"Damn it! Do I really have no choice but to let Su Yu reap all the benefits?"
Qin Wuyou's eyes shifted as he began considering other methods.
Forcing his way through an Emperor-to-be barrier was undoubtedly impossible.
But what if