Chapter 124: Counter-kill, Rendezvous
A cultivator at the seventh level of Qi Refinement stood as the strongest opponent Zhou Changwang faced.
Though Zhou Changwang had previously assessed through comparison that his offensive techniques were formidable enough to threaten a seventh-level Qi Refinement cultivator, the true test in battle lay in their comprehensive strength. Beyond mere attack methods, factors such as reaction speed, defensive techniques, physical resilience, and spiritual acuity all played crucial roles.
This was why Zhou Changwang unleashed a multitude of tactics.
*Bang!*
A resounding clash echoed.
Zhou Changwang’s Metal Finger directly struck the flying sword of the seventh-level Qi Refinement cultivator, which had previously been swift and agile. The sword suddenly halted, its spiritual light rapidly dissipating, and was violently shattered and sent flying by the force of Zhou’s Metal Finger.
Immediately afterward, Zhou Changwang unleashed a barrage of talismans, which transformed into bolts of lightning and fireballs, all crashing down upon the cultivator.
“Huh? How is this possible?” The cultivator’s face twisted with disbelief the moment his flying sword was struck aside.
His flying sword was a superior-grade magical weapon—extremely hard and razor-sharp. Coupled with his abundant spiritual power, it was nearly impossible for anyone, even those at the same late Qi Refinement stage, to withstand his attacks. Yet, that seemingly guaranteed strike had been repelled by a mere spell. If he wasn’t mistaken, that spell was just the basic Metal Finger technique from the spirit farmer’s repertoire.
Since when had the Metal Finger’s power become so overwhelming?
As more talismans rained down, the cultivator showed no concern and instead extended a hand, summoning a spiritual wooden shield. It radiated with brilliant light, blocking all the fireballs and lightning bolts.
But Zhou Changwang’s flying sword had already arrived, moving at astonishing speed.
*Clang!*
The sword struck the wooden shield, causing its spiritual light to dim considerably, and his sword was repelled without effect.
“Song Xianchao…” Fang Shitong’s face turned pale as he immediately turned to flee, fully aware that facing a seventh-level Qi Refinement cultivator, they stood no chance.
However, Zhou Changwang struck again. Even though Qian Xiaoyue stood beside him, pale-faced yet stubborn, she stood firm, tossing out talismans and readying her flying throwing knives for battle. Fang Shitong clenched his teeth and halted.
Driven by a mix of old grudges and new hatred, his eyes bloodshot, he swiftly unleashed a towering iron pagoda magical weapon.
*Whoosh!*
The iron pagoda expanded rapidly, radiating a hazy light that settled upon Song Xianchao, causing him to stagger slightly.
“Hmph, courting death!” Song Xianchao’s expression darkened. With a furious snort, his spiritual awareness reconnected with his flying sword, which he hurled forth once more.
*Whizz!*
The flying sword shot like lightning toward Zhou Changwang and his companions.
At the same time, he produced another magical weapon—a small but rapidly expanding magic seal that grew to the size of a giant stone.
Just as he prepared to deploy the seal—
*Bang!*
A sharp sound rang out.
The flying sword he had just sent out was struck again, its spiritual light scattering as it was flung aside. Even the sword’s core suffered damage, weakening the connection between sword and spirit, making control difficult.
At this moment, Zhou Changwang struck once more with the Metal Finger technique, hitting the flying sword and shattering Song Xianchao’s second attack.
Simultaneously, Zhou produced three sealing talismans, not ordinary ones, but those of breakthrough-level rank. Inside each was a minor mastery-level Five Elements Thunder Transformation technique.
Without hesitation, he activated them.
*Buzz buzz buzz!*
The three talismans tore apart instantly.
Above them, three streams of Five Elements spiritual light converged, forming dark clouds. At the clouds’ center, terrifying thunderpower gathered.
*Boom!*
A bolt of lightning crashed down, followed by a second and third.
*Boom! Boom! Boom!*
At first, Song Xianchao barely reacted, dismissing the talismans as nothing more than ordinary fireball or lightning talismans. Such spells might threaten cultivators of early or mid-Qi Refinement stages, but to a late-stage cultivator like himself, they were mere irritations.
Only when the elemental spiritual light gathered and thunder brewed did his expression change slightly.
Something was amiss with these talismans.
Still, he remained unconcerned. After all, they were just talismans—how powerful could they be?
Then, the first bolt of lightning struck.
He felt his body sink as the spiritual light on his wooden shield instantly dissipated, the shield itself shattered into fragments.
His face changed as he hastily raised the magic seal before him.
*Boom!*
The seal scorched black, its spiritual light shattered and blasted away.
The third lightning bolt followed.
“No!” His face twisted in panic as he desperately tried to escape, frantically activating protective talismans: body protection charms, golden light shields, and green wood shields.
Still, the speed of the lightning was unparalleled.
Moreover, Fang Shitong, noticing the shift, poured his spiritual power into the iron pagoda, which radiated a grayish spiritual light that enveloped Song Xianchao, weighing him down like sinking in quicksand, severely hindering his speed.
The lightning struck again.
*Rumble!*
No matter the protective talismans or shields, all spiritual light was obliterated.
That thunderbolt crushed all obstacles before him and struck Song Xianchao, scorching his entire body blackened.
He was dead.
Silence fell instantly.
Every face showed disbelief.
A seventh-level Qi Refinement cultivator, a genuine late-stage powerhouse known by name even outside the Phoenix Cry Market District, was slain by a handful of mid-stage Qi Refinement cultivators?
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