Qin Wuyou's composure made Lin Hu even more uncertain. Where exactly did this fellow's confidence come from?
But once he thought of the gap in their strength, Lin Hu regained his confidence.
"Qin Wuyou, are you still putting on airs with death staring you in the face? Who in the entire Xuantian Holy Land doesn't know you gave your Dantian to Lin Qingxue? You're nothing but trash now."
"If I'm not mistaken, your strength has fallen below even the Essence Condensation Realm, hasn't it?"
Lin Hu sneered as he entered the Windwave Pavilion. Seeing this once-lofty Holy Son cornered inside by him, about to wag his tail and beg for mercy, filled him with even greater excitement.
"A bootlicker who licks this hard is truly a rare sight under heaven."
"Too bad Lin Qingxue doesn't fancy you. She only has eyes for my young master."
As he spouted his arrogant taunts, Lin Hu gradually closed in. Only when he was two or three steps from Qin Wuyou, close enough to strike at any moment, did he stop.
A hint of amusement and mockery filled his eyes. Like a cat toying with a mouse, he deliberately spoke to disgust Qin Wuyou and utterly crush his mental defenses.
"Oh, right. Want me to tell you who arranged tonight's little affair for you?"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk! You'd never guess, would you? All of this was planned single-handedly by Lin Qingxue, the goddess you've been groveling before all this time."
"You bared your heart to her and gave her everything, but what she wants is your life!"
"If my young master hadn't been merciful and told me to spare you, this day next year would be the anniversary of your death!"
As he spoke, a vicious gleam flashed through Lin Hu's eyes. He struck without warning, his Great Thunderclap Hand reaching straight for Qin Wuyou.
Although he had reached the Tenth Heaven of the Essence Condensation Realm, he still dared not be the slightest bit careless against Qin Wuyou.
After all, the man before him was the Holy Son of the Xuantian Holy Land, a peerless genius who had reached the Myriad Phenomena Realm at fifteen.
Had he not been trapped by love for the past three years, he might have broken through to the Void Training Realm long ago.
Thus, even knowing that Qin Wuyou's cultivation had fallen below the Essence Condensation Realm, Lin Hu did not underestimate him at all. His opening move was the immensely powerful martial technique, Great Thunderclap Hand.
Lin Hu's hands shot out like lightning, their fingers hooked like eagle talons.
The Great Thunderclap Hand emphasized fingers swift as the wind, momentum fierce as thunder and lightning, and overwhelming the enemy before they could react!
Though Lin Hu's natural talent was poor, his comprehension of martial arts was far from lacking.
He had cultivated this Upper-Grade Profound Rank Great Thunderclap Hand to blazing perfection.
Indeed, this Great Thunderclap Hand alone was enough to place him among the foremost Elite Disciples of the Xuantian Holy Land.
Yet before Qin Wuyou, his Great Thunderclap Hand proved unable to withstand even a single blow.
The instant Lin Hu's Great Thunderclap Hand hurtled toward his face, Qin Wuyou struck with ferocious resolve.
"Saint Dragon Heaven-Battling Fist!"
The moment Qin Wuyou punched, an enormous origin qi true dragon dozens of zhang long appeared behind him. Its mighty aura instantly blasted Lin Hu away.
Pfft!
Sent flying by Qin Wuyou's single punch, Lin Hu spewed blood uncontrollably.
Watching Qin Wuyou slowly approach from the Windwave Pavilion, Lin Hu's eyes filled with terror and shock. He cried out in disbelief.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
"How could trash like you still have such strength?"
"Trash?"
Qin Wuyou stopped, and one origin qi true dragon after another surged out from behind him, each radiating a terrifying aura!
Eighty-one enormous origin qi divine dragons soared proudly into the sky. Their terrifying pressure bore down on Lin Hu, making him vomit blood repeatedly.
Had anyone from the Upper Realm witnessed this scene, their eyes would have practically fallen out in shock!
The Nine-Turn Divine Dragon Art, at the great perfection stage of the Ninth Heaven!
Even within the Qin Family's Emperor Clan, he alone had cultivated this art to the Ninth Heaven and condensed eighty-one origin qi true dragons!
The aura of those eighty-one terrifying origin qi true dragons alone could crush Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators to death, let alone Lin Hu, who was merely in the Essence Condensation Realm.
"Now you should know which of us is trash, shouldn't you?"
With his vital energy cultivation fully unleashed, Qin Wuyou stared at the dumbstruck Lin Hu and smiled coldly.
Lin Hu was completely stupefied by the shock.
Seeing the eighty-one origin qi true dragons behind Qin Wuyou radiating overwhelming vital energy, Lin Hu turned deathly pale with fear.
This was fucking trash?
If this was trash, wouldn't those disciples of the Xuantian Holy Land be worse than trash?
"Spare me, Holy Son! Spare me!"
"I was only joking with you just now, Holy Son! Please give me a chance to explain..."
Lin Hu immediately dropped to his knees and begged for mercy.
Seeing how readily Lin Hu could bend or stand tall as circumstances demanded, Qin Wuyou gave a cold smile.
This fellow was quite a character!
But... spare him?
Was he dreaming of the impossible?
"The Heaven-Seizing Creation Art seizes the creative power of heaven and earth. The Heaven and Earth Furnace refines all things in existence."
"Humans are the most spiritually gifted of all beings. They should be refinable too, shouldn't they?"
Qin Wuyou's gaze fell on Lin Hu, and a thunderous punch knocked him unconscious.
The next second.
"Heaven and Earth Furnace, refine!"
As Qin Wuyou's voice fell, the Heaven and Earth Furnace appeared.
Originally only half a person's height, the Heaven and Earth Furnace had grown to a full hundred zhang under the tempering of Qin Wuyou's powerful vital energy, becoming even larger than the Windwave Pavilion behind him.
It swallowed Lin Hu with effortless ease.
Within the Heaven and Earth Furnace, Lin Hu was refined in an instant, leaving not even a trace of dregs behind.
At the same time, streams of pure vital energy flowed out of the Heaven and Earth Furnace.
Nearly all of Lin Hu's spiritual energy cultivation at the Tenth Heaven of the Essence Condensation Realm was extracted and merged into the eighty-one origin qi true dragons behind Qin Wuyou.
Besides vital energy, streams of black blood essence power, white soul power, and faint wisps of white fortune power also flowed out of the Heaven and Earth Furnace this time.
The moment he saw these three powers appear, Qin Wuyou's eyes shone with excitement.
"Ah! This Heaven-Seizing Creation Art truly defies heaven!"
If it had merely extracted Lin Hu's vital energy, it would have been nothing more than an ordinary cultivation art.
Many devouring cultivation arts could absorb vital energy.
Yet while refining his vital energy, the Heaven-Seizing Creation Art had actually extracted all of Lin Hu's blood essence, soul power, and fortune as well.
That alone demonstrated how heaven-defying and powerful the Heaven-Seizing Creation Art was!
"Lin Hu was only a lowly Essence Condensation Realm cultivator, so his help was limited. If I can refine stronger cultivators, I'll surely be able to return to the Foundation Establishment Realm!"
A divine gleam flickered in Qin Wuyou's eyes, and excitement rose within him.
From the First Heaven of the Essence Condensation Realm to the Tenth Heaven—that was the result of his cultivation today.
Yet even at the Tenth Heaven of the Essence Condensation Realm, his vital energy cultivation had already reached a level that would shock the world.
Not only were the vital energy reserves in his Dantian more than a hundred times those of others at the same realm, but he had even condensed the eighty-one origin qi true dragons behind him!
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