manynovel Chapter 300 Battle of Top Prodigies
Chapter 300 Battle of Top Prodigies
Chapter 300 Battle of Top Prodigies
Chen Yi turned slightly to the side.
An invisible ripple sliced past his left rib, tearing his clothes silently to reveal the pale golden skin beneath.
Only a very shallow wound remained on the skin, disappearing in an instant.
If it were half an incense stick's time ago, this spatial ripple would have been enough to cut through his flesh and even injure his bones.
But now, things are different.
Chen Yi did not stop walking, nor did he even look down at the wound.
He still couldn't actively use spatial techniques, but that chilling sense of being cut off was gradually becoming a clear "signal".
Just like fish in water can sense undercurrents.
Whenever the surrounding space is about to become displaced, the Thunder Crystal Marrow within his body will generate a subtle resonance.
This resonance precedes vision and consciousness.
He reached back with his left hand, grabbed Ning Bu'er's shoulder, and moved half a step to the right without warning.
laugh.
Where Ning Bu'er was originally standing, the air made a crisp sound like tearing cloth, and a pitch-black crack opened and closed instantly.
Ning Bu'er's face was deathly pale, his eyes were tightly closed, and he was completely carried by Chen Yi.
Chen Yi remained calm.
As his evasion became more and more precise, the weight that had been pressing on his heart was gradually lifted.
Fear stems from the unknown. When those potentially deadly spatial ripples become traceable, it is merely a highly challenging test of movement skills.
It could even be a form of sustenance.
The system is running at full speed.
The subtle spatial forces that were cutting into him failed to sever his physical body. Instead, they were captured, analyzed, and devoured by the system the moment they made contact.
Although small, they add up.
Chen Yi felt his body becoming lighter, as if some invisible shackles had been removed.
[The core fluctuations of the Demon Flame are moving a little further in, in that direction.]
A notification sound from the magic box echoed in my mind.
Chen Yi's gaze swept to the left front.
There, the black mist was so thick it was almost tangible, and the purplish-black lightning and transparent spatial ripples were locked in a fierce struggle, forming an absolute dead zone.
But he could sense that the energy there was the purest.
Hold on tight.
Chen Yi gave a low shout, no longer holding back.
More than a hundred lightning crystals within his body trembled simultaneously, and golden lightning burst forth, enveloping him and Ning Bu'er like a golden meteor, which crashed headlong into the chaotic energy vortex.
The outer edge of the black fog.
A beam of silver light suddenly fell.
The newcomer was tall and slender, with a pair of silver horns about the length of an index finger growing from the center of his forehead.
He did not land directly; his toes were three inches off the ground, hovering above the black soil.
The silver horn glowed with a soft halo.
The man twitched his nostrils, seemingly sniffing the lingering scent in the air, before a playful smile curved his lips.
The next moment, he moved.
There was no wind, no footprints.
His body suddenly disappeared from the spot, and when he reappeared, he was already dozens of feet away. If he could use spatial teleportation in this chaotic place, then in the outside environment, this teleportation might be dozens of miles away.
Before the ferocious demonic souls that rushed towards him could even touch the hem of his clothes, they were instantly shredded by some invisible force, turning into black smoke filling the sky.
He didn't avoid the demonic soul, only the lightning.
Those spatial rifts that would be fatal to ordinary people were like his own backyard to him. He moved between reality and the void, each flash precisely cutting into the blind spots of the spatial ripples.
This method of movement is far superior to Chen Yi's method of directly resisting and dodging.
The silver light drew a zigzag line in the black mist, rapidly approaching the core.
Deep within the demonic mist.
Rumble—!
Three enormous white bone lightning pillars were planted in the ground in a triangular shape, forming a natural lightning punishment array.
The massive bolts of lightning poured down like a waterfall, each strike powerful enough to blast a Golden Core cultivator into dust.
At the very center of this thunder waterfall, Chen Yi was suspended in mid-air.
He was shirtless, his muscles were sharply defined, and his body was covered with an array of tiny lightning crystals.
The lightning bolts struck him, producing a series of clanging sounds like metal clashing.
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The violent lightning energy drilled into his lightning crystal array, rampaging through his meridians, attempting to destroy his physical body.
Excruciating pain.
Chen Yi clenched his teeth, and veins bulged on his forehead, but he did not retreat an inch.
The system is running at full power.
Devour!
The lightning that entered the body was quickly decomposed and transformed.
The Thunder Crystal Marrow within his body was like a pack of hungry wolves, greedily sucking up the extremely pure Thunder Spirit essence.
The Golden Thunder True Meaning, which was originally only the size of a hair, is growing at a visible speed, and its color is changing from light gold to pure gold.
Below him, Ning Bu'er sat cross-legged on a dark, candle-sized flame.
The flame appeared weak, yet it exuded a chilling aura that sent shivers down one's spine, as if it came from the deepest hell.
This was the source of the Nine Yin Demon Flame that they had painstakingly searched for for a long time. Its quantity was very small, and they didn't know if it would be enough.
However, its quality is extremely high, but fortunately, the quantity is very small. Moreover, Ning Bu'er underwent special training in Thunder Spirit Body Refinement under Chen Yi's guidance; otherwise, with her current strength, it would be almost impossible for her to directly refine this Demon Flame Origin.
Chen Yi shielded her from the falling lightning from above and used his own aura to isolate the surrounding spatial blades, thus allowing Ning Bu'er to refine the energy in peace.
Chen Yi's wounds are increasing.
In order to create a safe zone for Ning Bu'er in this small area, he had to withstand more spatial ripples cutting through him.
The magic box on his wrist vibrated violently, and the sound rang directly in Chen Yi's mind:
[Good lad! You actually managed to devour the essence of the Thunder Spirit to replenish yourself!]
[Tsk tsk tsk, this physical strength—you're one of the top five lightning spirit body refinement talents I've seen in tens of thousands of years!]
"Kid, keep up the good work, you have a bright future."
Oh, and once you've finished absorbing it, remember to give me a sip of Golden Thunder Essence. I'll protect you, hehe!
Chen Yi had no time to pay attention to the Ninth Princess.
But he remained cautious.
The spirit of this magic box knows too many of his secrets.
Things like the Thunder Spirit Body Refining Treasure will probably not be easily returned to the Demonic Path Headquarters in the future.
Chen Yi composed himself and refocused his attention on the changes in his body.
As the system delved deeper, he found himself developing a strange sense of control over the spatial ripples around him.
Just as a spatial blade was about to slice through his right arm, the muscles in his right arm suddenly began to vibrate at an extremely high frequency.
hum.
The frequency of this vibration was strangely synchronized with the spatial blade.
The sharp blade sliced through, cutting only a few hairs, without damaging the skin or flesh.
Unloading at the same frequency!
A glint of light flashed in Chen Yi's eyes.
Just as he was getting the hang of this new skill, a strong sense of crisis suddenly pierced his brow.
That's the feeling of being targeted by a predator.
Chen Yi suddenly looked up, his gaze piercing through layers of lightning and black mist, looking hundreds of feet away.
There, a flash of silver light appeared.
Several fourth-tier demonic souls that attempted to block the way exploded into clouds of blood mist in mid-air without warning.
Immediately afterwards, a figure flashed through the air three times, each flash covering a distance of dozens of feet, and finally stopped abruptly on a boulder a hundred feet away from Chen Yi.
The man was tall and imposing, dressed in a spotless silver robe, with a pair of silver horns on his forehead that emitted a chilling light in the dim light.
He stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze passing over the raging lightning and landing on Chen Yi, his eyes as cold as if he were looking at an ant.
"From the Great Green Realm?"
The sound wasn't loud, but it pierced through the thunder and clearly reached Chen Yi's ears.
"Having entered this place to seize the source, you deserve to utter your name before you die."
Chen Yi remained silent.
His divine sense instantly condensed into a beam and pierced towards the silver-horned man, trying to probe his background.
However, the moment the divine sense touched those silver horns, hum!
A sharp, piercing roar rushed back through his consciousness.
It felt as if a steel needle had been pierced into Chen Yi's mind, causing his consciousness to tremble violently and even resulting in a momentary double image before his eyes.
Even a mid-stage fourth-order divine sense couldn't lock onto it!
They can't even get close!
Chen Yi's pupils contracted sharply, and his heart sank.
[Very strong!]
The voice of the magic box also became serious, "[The spatial law fluctuations on this silver-horned brat are extremely strong, probably not something that a low-level plane like the Great Green Realm could nurture.]"
Kid, you're in big trouble!
Chen Yi knew without her saying it.
The opponent's movement, which made space seem nonexistent, coupled with their unfathomable spiritual defense, made them an absolute force to be reckoned with.
run?
With Ning Bu'er, who was unable to move while refining his essence, there was no way they could escape.
Even if he abandoned Ning Bu'er, in this place filled with spatial turbulence, he couldn't outrun the opponent's teleportation.
Since there's no way to escape...
Then let's fight!
This person is most likely the Silver Horn that Yuan Lingling mentioned. Even she can't beat him... so it can only be...
A ruthless glint flashed in Chen Yi's eyes.
He didn't waste any words, and didn't even respond to the other party's question.
The next moment, he moved.
But instead of rushing towards the Silver Horned Man, he suddenly pushed off the air with both legs, transforming himself into a lightning arrow that shot straight towards the densest and most violent dark cloud above his head!
That is the core of the Thunder Spirit's essence!
It's also the most dangerous place in this desolate region!
"What?"
In the distance, the Silver Horned Man, who had been indifferent, suddenly changed his expression, and his pupils contracted sharply.
"Going alone into the heart of the thunderclouds? Are you out of your mind?!"
Even a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator wouldn't dare to physically force their way into the center of the origin without preparation; that would be courting death!
Is this kid crazy?
Silverhorn's heart pounded wildly, and he instinctively took half a step back.
Boom!
The dark clouds in the sky seemed like an enraged beast, letting out a roar that shook the heavens and the earth.
Immediately afterwards, a terrifying pillar of lightning, ten times thicker than before, began to gather in the clouds.
But the lightning bolt did not fall.
Because it was intercepted.
At the center of the clouds, a tiny figure spread its arms wide, frantically embracing the golden source that was about to erupt.
Chen Yi's skin cracked and blood spurted out, but it was instantly burned away by lightning and fire.
The system notification sounds kept ringing, but he ignored them.
next moment.
The dark clouds parted.
A young man, with his arms wrapped around a dazzling golden light, descended from the sky like a thunder god descending to earth.
His arms were covered in blood, and his eyes spewed out foot-long golden flames. He carried the terrifying thunder spirit essence that he had just snatched from the dark clouds and had not yet fully refined. With a crazy momentum of mutual destruction, he crashed into the silver-horned man below in an instant!
A muffled rumble of thunder emanated from within Chen Yi's chest.
That was the roar of the Thunder Spirit Crystal Marrow.
These normally docile and dormant energies are now colliding wildly in the meridians, each pulse bringing with it a scorching heat.
Deep within Chen Yi's eyes, fine golden arcs of electricity almost overflowed from their sockets.
Within his sea of consciousness, the natal thunder talisman spun wildly, its afterimages blurred into a streak of light.
The nearly one hundred lightning crystal marrows floating beside him exploded at that moment.
There was no sound of shattering, only the collapse of the purest energy.
The crystal-clear case instantly vaporized, and the pure lightning power contained within transformed into hundreds of torrents, forcibly pouring into Chen Yi's pores.
Chen Yi's skin instantly turned into a translucent reddish-gold color, and you could even see the lightning and fire dancing under his skin.
He directly used that ball of lightning spirit essence.
The moment this primordial energy appeared, the air within a radius of a hundred feet was instantly sucked out, turning it into an absolute vacuum.
Silver Horn stared at the ball of Thunder Spirit Origin radiating late-stage fourth-order fluctuations, the veins on his forehead throbbing violently.
That destructive aura made every hair on his body stand on end.
madman!
Without saying a word, he came at me wanting to die with me?!
The silver horn on Silver Horn's head trembled violently, creating visible ripples in space.
His body began to become ethereal, a sign that he was about to escape into the depths of the void.
however.
Chen Yi's attack was faster than his thoughts.
Within his sea of consciousness, four purple lightning whips lashed out without warning.
These four lightning whips did not travel through the material world, but directly crossed reality and struck the level of the soul.
Crack!
A piercing sound of souls shattering exploded in Silver Horn's mind.
The figure, which was about to dissipate into the void, was forcibly pulled back from the boundary between reality and illusion by this sudden, intense pain in the soul.
Silver Horn let out a muffled groan, his eyes instantly turning bloodshot.
In that brief moment of hesitation, Chen Yi made his move.
He transformed into a thick bolt of golden lightning, forcefully shattering the dozens of spatial wave blades blocking his path.
Those spatial fragments, powerful enough to sever the Demon King's physical body, landed on Chen Yi, only causing a series of dense spatial ripples.
boom!
Chen Yi, his body crackling with lightning, crashed heavily into Silver Horn.
Silver Horn's face contorted in a ferocious expression, and he abruptly clasped his hands together.
The single horn on his head emitted an extremely dazzling silver light.
These silver lights contracted rapidly within a fraction of a second, compressing the space several feet around him.
The originally spacious area was forcibly compressed to less than an inch at this moment.
This is spatial defense under extreme compression.
Any matter entering this area must expend ten times the force to penetrate the compressed spatial shield.
This is also Silver Horn's strongest defensive technique for saving his life.
The next moment, the golden source of lightning collided head-on with the silver ball of light.
Click.
A crisp, shattering sound echoed throughout the heavens and earth.
That space, compressed to its limit, shattered like a fragile mirror under the violent impact of the late-stage fourth-order lightning spirit's essence.
Countless tiny fragments of space scattered and flew in all directions.
The silver defensive barrier shattered completely, and lightning surged in like a tidal wave.
Chen Yi did not wait for the light to dissipate.
His hands, veins bulging, gripped the still-exploding ball of lightning tightly. With a flash of lightning beneath his feet, he flew away to a sideways area of the open air.
The moment he left, the silver horn's afterimage, which had been covered in lightning, slowly dissipated.
That was an illusion left behind by spatial teleportation.
Taking advantage of the opening in that attack, Silver Horn forcibly escaped into the shallow layer of space.
Several dozen feet away, the space rippled slightly.
Silver Horn stepped out, looking somewhat disheveled.
Before he could even catch his breath, his pupils suddenly contracted.
A dazzling golden lotus flower had already bloomed at his landing spot.
Chen Yi's cold face was inches away.
"You can sense my teleportation location?!"
Silver Horn cried out, his voice revealing an undisguised shock.
His spatial talent, which made him famous, seemed to have nowhere to hide in the face of the opponent's terrifying perception.
What made his scalp tingle even more was the increasingly volatile ball of lightning essence in Chen Yi's hand.
That thing was like a nuclear bomb that could explode at any moment, and the destructive waves it emitted made the space itself groan.
Stop!
"If the Thunder Spirit's essence explodes, we will perish together!"
Silverhorn roared urgently, his voice sharp with fear.
Chen Yi remained silent.
His response was to unleash four more purple electric whips.
The lightning whip ripped through the soul, accompanied by a piercing explosion.
Silver Horn's face turned ashen.
Damn it, how could a person with the dual cultivation talent of soul lightning and body lightning appear in a small place like Daqing?
abnormal!
He couldn't care less about making any more threats, and his silver horn once again burst forth with a dazzling light.
Within a radius of ten feet around him, silver light gushed out like a fountain.
The violent spatial fluctuations turned this area into a complete mess.
Just as the lightning was about to touch his body, his figure disappeared again.
But the instant it vanished into the void, a bloodcurdling scream emanated from its soul.
Even though he escaped quickly, his soul was still struck squarely by one of the Thunder Soul Whips.
Where he had originally stood, the remaining silver light suddenly changed.
Hundreds of silver blades appeared out of thin air, carrying a sharp spatial cutting force, and surrounded Chen Yi from all directions.
These silver blades were incredibly fast, instantly slicing through the protective lightning surrounding Chen Yi.
A series of popping sounds rang out.
The silver blade sliced into flesh, drawing out streaks of blood.
However, Silver Horn's expression became even more unpleasant.
He discovered that the spatial ripples that were powerful enough to cut cultivators of the same level into pieces left only a dozen or so wounds of varying depths after entering Chen Yi's body.
Chen Yi's muscles acted like a winch, tightly locking in the spatial energy that had invaded his body.
In the blink of an eye, the silver blades severed their connection with the silver horn and were completely annihilated by the violent energy within Chen Yi's body.
"Is your body that tough?"
It was just a minor injury?
"How could mere lightning crystal power possibly break through my Spatial Silver Blade?"
Silver Horn stared intently at Chen Yi, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Chen Yi remained silent.
A rich, bluish-green light suddenly shone from his body.
It was a strange phenomenon formed by the convergence of immense vitality.
Under Silver Horn's horrified gaze, the dozens of deep, bone-revealing wounds on Chen Yi's body were healing and scabbing over at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In just three breaths, her skin became smooth as before, without leaving a single scar.
Silver Horn, standing in the distance, had a face so dark it was almost dripping with water.
In the brief exchange, his prized ultimate move barely caused any real damage to Chen Yi.
On the contrary, his own soul was severely injured by the Thunder Soul Whip, and he was still experiencing excruciating pain in his mind.
He suffered a silent loss in this battle.
"I don't believe you're that strong!"
"This massive mass of late-stage fourth-tier lightning spirit essence—you can't smash me down, and now it's in your hands? Let's see how you get out of this!"
Silver Horn retreated rapidly, maintaining a safe distance of several hundred feet.
He stared intently at the ball of lightning in Chen Yi's hand, which had expanded to its maximum size.
In his view, this energy was on the verge of spiraling out of control.
If Chen Yi loses control, the raging lightning will blast him into dust first.
He is waiting.
The moment Chen Yi was backfired by his own ultimate move.
However, what happened next almost made Silverhorn's eyes pop out.
Chen Yi held up his hands, and the huge ball of lightning light began to shrink little by little.
Is he refining something?
Silver Horn found it all absurd.
A fourth-stage early-stage body refiner is at most equivalent to an early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.
How could someone of this level refine the power of a late-stage fourth-order origin so quickly in battle?
Chen Yi was indeed holding nothing back at this moment.
The natal lightning talisman within his body spun to its limit, and the residual power from the burning of over a hundred lightning crystal marrows was also squeezed to its limit.
The Purple Lightning Soul-Nourishing Technique was activated at full speed, combining the power of the soul with the energy of the physical body.
The system roared within the sea of consciousness, frantically devouring the true meaning released by the Thunder Spirit's essence.
The violent energy that would be fatal to ordinary cultivators was filtered by the system and transformed into the purest lightning spiritual insights, which were then poured into Chen Yi's sea of consciousness.
As for the excess ordinary lightning spirit power that cannot be absorbed instantly.
Chen Yi did not choose to suppress it by force.
He chose to release himself on the spot.
Chi Chi!
Countless fine lace threads gushed out from every pore of Chen Yi's body.
From a distance, he looked like a giant hedgehog encased in lightning, with countless bolts of lightning swirling wildly in the void.
But in Gintoki's perception, the situation was completely different.
He was horrified to discover that the earth-shattering source of lightning energy not only failed to explode, but was shrinking at an increasingly rapid pace.
Fifty breaths.
Eighty breaths.
One hundred breaths.
When the last bit of golden light was absorbed into Chen Yi's palm, the violent aura within a hundred feet radius instantly disappeared.
Chen Yi stood still, his long hair flying, surrounded by lightning.
He slowly raised his head and looked at Silver Horn in the distance.
Those eyes held nothing but thunder.
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