My Swordsmanship Has No Upper Limit
Chapter 116 - 85: Late-Stage Qi Cultivation, Instant Kill in One Strike
Hoping to find clues to pass the assessment in the most perfect way, none of the Seven Peaks Disciples before the City Lord’s Mansion backed down.
But as they fought, Zhong Ming was thinking about something.
’The possibility of a perfect clear... I only realized it after Yi Yunya’s reminder. Have I been relying too much on my Super Power lately?’
Zhong Ming realized that ever since gaining Super Power, his first thought whenever he ran into trouble was always the same:
’You’ve run into a problem. Activate Super Intelligence. Your Super Intelligence tells you that using Super Power is the most convenient solution.’
After thinking this way multiple times, it became second nature. Zhong Ming’s first instinct when facing a problem was now to solve everything with Super Power.
This assessment was no different. Even though Zhong Ming knew the final confrontation would be difficult, he hadn’t thought of escaping or finding another way.
His ultimate plan was to unleash all of his Super Power and see if he could wipe out the enemy in one fell swoop. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂
’This approach feels very dangerous... Wasn’t this how the previous Sword Dao Seed from Longxi Peak met his end?’
’I remember he didn’t back down. Instead, he unleashed his Super Power and died taking a Foundation Establishment-level Demonic Fiend with him.’
’I have to take this as a warning. From now on, I need to think more when problems arise... If, after thinking it through, the conclusion is still to use Super Power, then I’ll think it over a couple more times to be certain before I act.’
While the battle before the City Lord’s Mansion was raging fiercely, Zhong Ming still had time to reflect on his own conduct. This proved that he had not made an appearance, nor had he joined the fight.
It wasn’t because the battle wasn’t intense, nor was it because Longxi Peak could handle it alone.
BOOM!
Beneath the gloomy, gray sky, the battle before the City Lord’s Mansion had become exceptionally brutal.
To make the disciples truly feel the dangers of their era, and more importantly, to crush their arrogance and ensure they would be more cautious when venturing out in the future.
Law Enforcement Elder Wei Jingcheng had held nothing back when simulating the Demonic Fiends in the Heaven-Filling Array Map.
Cruel, cunning, terrifying, bizarre... He had simulated the abilities of every Demonic Fiend and monster he had ever slain.
Such monsters were already difficult to deal with at the same cultivation level, let alone the fact that some of the creatures pouring out of the City Lord’s Mansion were at the late stage of Qi Cultivation.
This made the battle extremely difficult for Han Yu, Xue Yao, and the others.
The same was true even for Yan Chen.
RUMBLE...
He didn’t back down. Seeing the monsters, he charged forward with a Treasure Mirror hovering above his head.
BOOM!
The Furnace of Molten Fire in his chest acted as a power source, providing him with a continuous stream of energy, while the Treasure Mirror above his head erupted with endless radiance.
Weaker Demonic Fiends would spontaneously combust the moment they appeared in the light of the Radiant Treasure Mirror.
Against powerful Demonic Fiends, the Radiant Treasure Mirror would erupt with scorching rays of light that seemed capable of piercing and incinerating everything.
In addition, Yan Chen could also manipulate endless flames to bombard his enemies.
He was a one-man mobile artillery battery, capable of unleashing carpet-bombing-style attacks on his foes.
However, it wasn’t long before his expression soured.
The creature he was fighting was a crow monster. It could transform into a crow-man and release countless feathers to create clones.
With its wings, its movements were also extremely fast.
Granted, even at the late stage of Qi Cultivation, the monster couldn’t match the direct firepower of Yan Chen, who possessed a supreme-grade Magical Artifact embryo. Such a treasure, normally only possessed by high-level Foundation Establishment cultivators, was simply too dominant. Even though Yan Chen could only activate a tiny fraction of its power, it still allowed his firepower to rival that of a late-stage Qi Cultivation expert.
However, the late stage of Qi Cultivation was superior to the middle stage in every respect.
It couldn’t win a direct exchange of firepower, but its speed was unparalleled.
SWOOSH...
A black shadow flashed, and the monster turned into a sky full of crow phantoms. The next moment, these phantoms dove into the crowd of Molten Fire Peak disciples, starting a chaotic brawl.
This tangled battlefield left Yan Chen with his hands tied, and he no longer dared to unleash the light of the Radiant Treasure Mirror recklessly.
"Damn it!"
He cursed, but could only watch helplessly as disciples from his peak were clawed by the crow phantoms.
While Yan Chen was fuming, Su Lingya, on the other side, was in an even more wretched state.
Cuixiang Mountain was facing aberrations—paper-man aberrations.
Their quality of being neither living nor dead rendered Cuixiang Mountain’s famous poison mists almost completely useless.
The paper-man leader at their head had summoned nearly a hundred more of its kind.
Their method of fighting was so bizarre it was chilling to the bone.
A group of paper men knelt on the ground, letting out mournful cries as if wailing over a grave.
The sobbing sounds filled people’s hearts with inexplicable grief. Many of Cuixiang Mountain’s cultivators were affected by the wails, becoming so depressed that they lost the will to even block an enemy’s attack. Instead, they just sat paralyzed on the ground, consumed by sorrow, waiting to die.
On top of that, if a paper man obtained the blood of a Cuixiang Mountain disciple and smeared it on its face during the battle, its face would soon transform to match the disciple’s appearance. If that paper man was then killed, the disciple connected to it would also suffer severe injuries, or even die.
"It’s a curse... Everyone, be careful! Don’t get wounded!"
Su Lingya shouted, summoning treants to fight.
But alas, with their poison mists useless and the curse so difficult to handle, Cuixiang Mountain lost a significant portion of its disciples in a very short time.
Their score and ranking, which had just turned positive, began to fall once more.
Following them, Dharma Seal Peak and the three great families also had their own terrifying enemies to face.