Published: November 30, -0001
Leng Po Gong waved his palm repeatedly, shaking off the Devouring Qi Ants and Fire Refining Worms, and in an instant, he arrived in front of Qin Chen. His body was covered in wounds, blood spurting wildly, but he was oblivious, with only one thought in his mind: to capture Qin Chen.
“Spirit Storm!”
“Phantom Sealing Prison!”
At the moment Leng Po Gong charged, Qin Chen suddenly sneered again. From his brow, two waves of mental shock, already gathered and ready, instantly surged out.
Fast, too fast.
Qin Chen appeared dismissive, but in reality, he was fully focused. The mental power in his mind, under the condensation of the secret mental technique, reached an unprecedented state. The two waves of mental shock, like fleeting light, entered Leng Po Gong's brow.
Leng Po Gong's mind spun, and his body felt as if it were being pulled into an endless abyss, instantly becoming ice-cold.
Not good!
Leng Po Gong was horrified; he burned his essential blood within to force himself awake, but the moment he regained consciousness, Qin Chen attacked. A sword light flashed before his eyes.
The sword energy was sharp like a bolt of light, stabbing towards his throat.
With this sword, Qin Chen used the martial will condensed from absorbing the Emperor Crystals in his mind, empowering the sword body to an incredible degree.
Leng Po Gong's face changed drastically, and he roared angrily, his right hand slamming out fiercely, striking toward the mysterious rusty sword's blade.
“Swish!”
The instant Leng Po Gong's palm descended, Qin Chen flicked his wrist, rotating the mysterious rusty sword, turning its body into the blade's edge, and suddenly thrust forward.
Pfft!
The sword edge pierced through Leng Po Gong's protective true essence, instantly severing his right hand.
“Ah!”
With a scream, Leng Po Gong’s right arm gushed blood, his face contorted in pain, desperately trying to retract his severed arm.
But a swarm of Fire Refining Worms had surged forth, and in the blink of an eye, Leng Po Gong's right arm was devoured into nothingness.
“My hand!”
Leng Po Gong let out a howl. A severed arm could be reattached, but now his arm was completely gone; he would have to live as a one-armed man from now on.
In his rage and fright, he quickly sealed the blood vessels of his arm to prevent blood loss.
His right hand was effectively ruined!
Having hit his target, Qin Chen did not retreat but instead attacked again. The mysterious rusty sword in his hand suddenly burst forth with brilliant light, and the crystallized will within him surged once more, sending waves of sword energy soaring into the sky, forming a tempest of sword energy.
“Crash!”
The sword energy surged like waves, crashing down on Leng Po Gong.
“Damn it! I am a Martial King at the early seventh level, how can I possibly lose to a junior at the sixth level Martial Venerable?”
Leng Po Gong roared, struggling to believe it. He punched forward, a torrent of true essence surging from his fist towards Qin Chen.
At the same time, he frantically began to retreat.
Previously ambushed by Mo Tianming, he was already seriously injured. After being struck in the chest by Qin Chen, his injuries worsened further, and with one arm severed, he could barely unleash even a fraction of his full strength.
He understood that if he did not retreat now, he might truly capsize in this strange youth’s hands.
“Heh, trying to escape?”
Qin Chen's gaze sharpened, and he suddenly activated the crystallized will within him. The sword light erupted with even greater brilliance, instantly shattering the true essence that Leng Po Gong had unleashed.
If Leng Po Gong were at his peak, even Qin Chen could not shatter the true essence of a peak early seventh-level Martial King. But at this moment, Leng Po Gong had already been heavily injured; how could he withstand a sword from Qin Chen that contained crystallized will?
Boom! With one sword, Qin Chen shattered Leng Po Gong's true essence, and he activated the Sword Control Technique, sending the mysterious rusty sword flying like lightning.