The blade of the sword is close to the skin of Adam's apple, and the coldness seeps into the skin from the point of contact, spreading along the neck to the back of the head. It seems to say that as long as there is a slight movement, this sword will cut in without hesitation.
Qin Tiexin did not act rashly. He looked stern and quickly felt it. This was a Middle-Grade Law Artifact - the content of spiritual materials in the sword body was between 55% and 60%. The edge of the blade had been tempered repeatedly. It was probably The rate is "Sharpness" Spirit Rune. The person holding the sword controlled it very accurately. The blade did not scratch the skin, but it was so close that every time he swallowed, he could feel the subtle tremor on the metal surface.
The other party did not kill him directly, which meant that her purpose was not to kill, but to get something from him. Before she knew her specific intention, rash resistance would only push the situation to the worst.
Qin Tiexin Hold your breath steadily and quickly sense the breath behind you. There is no scattered heat - not Qi and Blood Realm. But those who can enter this hall have a high probability of Body Tempering having a very solid foundation.
The position and angle of the sword told him that the person was at least eight feet five. She was a tall female bodybuilder, and the sword was placed at the throat, which meant that her explosive power was not bad, and she could at least complete the action of slitting her throat in an instant.
His eyes quickly glanced at the side of his body - he caught a black figure with his peripheral vision. He was wearing tight-fitting leather armor and was slightly thin. The lines of his collarbone and shoulder blades were clearly visible through the leather armor. His chest muscles were very well developed... they didn't seem to be muscles. His hair was tied behind his head, and he wore a black mask on his face, with only a pair of eyes exposed.
"What do you want, fellow Daoist?" Qin Tiexin said, his voice steady.
"It's very simple." The woman's voice was very low, "I don't want to risk my life for money, I just want you to do me a favor."
Her chin raised slightly forward, "Did you see the beam of light in front of you? Help me take out the dagger. Once I get the thing, I will let you go without harming your life. But if you do something rash-"
The sword blade moved forward half a minute. Qin Tiexin could feel an indentation being made on the skin.
"I understand." he said.
Qin Tiexin Only then did he move his eyes away from the sword blade at his neck, and truly see the whole hall clearly.
The interior of the hall was much larger than he had imagined. The structure of the hall was extremely simple. The room was in a semicircular shape, with a bluestone wall behind it. The dome hung high, and the arc-shaped top wall was embedded with dozens of crystals that emitted soft white light, illuminating the entire hall brightly and coolly. The ground was made of a single dark blue stone slab, with a surface as smooth as a mirror, which could reflect blurred figures.
The most eye-catching thing is the dozens of light pillars in the center of the hall.
The light pillars go straight from the dome to the ground. Each one is about the thickness of a person's arms, emitting a pale golden halo. Different things can be vaguely seen inside the light pillars - some have a roll of animal skin suspended inside, and some have a fist-sized rough ore., the color ranges from dark black to purple gold. Suspended in more light pillars are the embryos of weapons - a scimitar, a short spear, a heavy hammer, a short sword... Each item is slowly rotating in the light pillar, and the surface reflects cold light.
Qin Tiexin saw the dagger.
It is inserted into the third light beam from the front left. The blade is about three feet tall. The blade is narrow and thin, and a very fine cold light is reflected from the edge. The whole body of the sword is dark gray, but there is a very faint silver-white halo around the edge of the blade, as if the blade itself is breathing.
To the naked eye, the dagger has a very high spiritual material content, and may be mixed with a large amount of Void Nether Iron. This spiritual material is a high-quality material for making hidden weapons and assassination daggers. It is said to have a trace of air-piercing properties. It is silent when swung and does not cause any spiritual fluctuations. It is a priceless treasure for speed-type monks.
"How to get it?" Qin Tiexin asked.
"It's very simple. Walk up to the light pillar, put your hands on the stone platform, and inject spiritual power into it. When the light pillar absorbs enough spiritual power, it will automatically dissipate, and the contents will come out."
Qin Tiexin's eyes flashed slightly.
He suddenly understood why the people who had left the hall before looked like they had exhausted their spiritual energy - the defensive body was sweating profusely, with disordered breathing, and dry lips when it came out. It was not because of injuries, but because the spiritual energy in the body was drained by the light beam.
The spiritual power reserve of monk Body Tempering is not as good as that of monk Qi Refining of the same level. Moreover, when entering the hall through the corridor, the release of spiritual power is prohibited, which consumes a lot of physical energy. If the spiritual power is poured out like this, it will be a piece of fat to be slaughtered after exiting.
This woman was quite unlucky. She must have passed through the corridor a long time ago and read the rules in advance. Instead of taking it herself, she hid near the entrance and waited for the next person to come in. When someone ran out of energy and walked through the corridor, she put a sword on her neck and asked the other person to consume their spiritual energy for her. In this way, she was unscathed and had sufficient spiritual energy. She could still fight out after getting the thing without worrying about being intercepted.
"Don't play tricks." When the woman saw that he didn't act immediately, she moved the sword forward again, "I'll strike with my sword and your head will fall to the ground, because this thing won't hurt you."
Qin Tiexin didn't say anything. Under the "hostage" of the sword, he walked step by step towards the third light pillar on the left front.
The light column is more transparent when viewed up close than when viewed from a distance. A pale golden halo circulates slowly within the column. The dagger in the center of the light column is suspended in mid-air, with the tip of the sword facing downwards, slowly rotating. Every time the silver-white halo on the blade flashes, there is a very subtle tremor in the air. Directly in front of the light column stands a waist-high stone platform, with a circle of concave palm prints carved on it, with simple and symmetrical lines.
Qin Tiexin stood for a moment and put his hands into the palm prints.
The palm print felt cold to the touch, and as soon as the fingertips sank into the groove, a suction force came from deep in the palm.
The suction force was not aggressive, more like a person who had been thirsty for a long time finally waited for the water source and began to suck greedily. The spiritual power cyclone in Qin Tiexin Dantian began to rotate, and the spiritual power surged along the meridians to the arms, and was sucked away by the stone platform through the palms of the hands.
The light beam above the head began to fade. The light gold gradually faded into light white, the boundary of the light beam changed from clear to blurred, and the dagger inside also slowly descended as the light beam dimmed.
Qin Tiexin felt the speed of the loss of spiritual power. Shitai's speed of absorbing spiritual power was not fast, it could even be said to be gentle. The eight gray Primordial Unity Spiritual Power cyclones in his body were supplying spiritual power evenly. After most of each cyclone was taken away, the light The column had reached the level of translucency. About six and a half cyclones had been drained out, and the suction in the palm of the hand suddenly stopped. The amount was much smaller than Qin Tiexin had expected. Based on the reaction of the monk who had gone out before, he originally thought that at least all eight cyclones would be drained out or even more.
The light beam flickered for a final moment, then completely dissipated.
With a clang, the dagger fell to the ground.
Qin Tiexin paused on the spot. He quickly used the remaining spiritual energy in his body to stimulate his meridians, forced out a thin layer of sweat, and took two deep breaths at the same time, making a look of exhaustion - his face turned pale, his shoulders were shaking slightly, and his movements were slow and deliberate when he raised his hands from the stone platform. He actually still had a half-cyclonic spiritual energy left in his body, but his appearance was already the same as that of a defensive physique, with exhausted spiritual energy and disordered breath.
The woman did not come forward immediately. She still maintained the posture of holding the sword to her throat, her eyes swept over Qin Tiexin's face to confirm his status, and then glanced at the dagger on the ground. "Pick it up and hand it to me."
Qin Tiexin followed the instructions and bent down to pick up the dagger. The moment his fingertips touched the hilt of the dagger, an extremely cold feeling came up from his fingertips. The content of Void Nether Iron was higher than he expected, at least more than 70%. The hilt was made of some unknown black animal bone, with circles of anti-slip textures engraved on the surface.
Upper-Grade Law Artifact!
He raised the dagger in his left hand and handed it to the woman beside him.
The woman stretched out her hand to take it. She moved very lightly, still holding the sword in front of Qin Tiexin's Adam's apple with her right hand. When she took the dagger with her left hand, her fingertips slowly slid over the sword's spine, as if she were stroking a long-lost treasure. Although most of her face was covered by a mask, Qin Tiexin still caught a hint of emotion from the subtle changes in the corners of her eyes - joy, and disbelief.
She probably didn't expect things to go so smoothly.
At this moment, Qin Tiexin felt the sword edge in his throat loosen slightly.
It wasn't that the other party let go voluntarily, but that her attention was involuntarily drawn away after taking the dagger. The instinctive reaction at that moment - seeing the cold light reflected on the fingertips of the thing in hand, the joy diluting the alertness - is a nervous system instinct that no one can completely control.
That's it now.
Qin Tiexin lowered his head suddenly and hit the sword with his chin. With this movement, he forcibly opened the distance between the sword and his Adam's apple by an inch. Within this inch of distance, his head and neck moved sideways from under the fatal blade.
Burst Step.
His legs exerted force at the same time, Inch Step·Blood Vortex Thrust Burst Step stepped out, and his whole body was like a stone bullet thrown by a trebuchet, and his right shoulder slammed into the center of the woman's chest.