Chapter 315: Profound Technique, Third Level

The God Master and the Holy Radiant Emperor made a move, blocking the blade's light.

But they were both greatly shaken, feeling somewhat surprised.

Especially the God Master, he could feel that Qin Yang's strength this time was greater than before.

This is too terrifying, isn't it?

His growth speed is actually this terrifying.

Realizing this, the God Master's face grew somewhat gloomy.

"Is he Qin Yang? Indeed terrifying, God Master, you and I join forces to kill him."

The Holy Radiant Emperor spoke.

"Good."

The God Master agreed readily.

At that moment, Qin Yang shot up into the sky.

He positioned himself in front of the Mao Shan crowd.

"Qin, Title: Temple Master."

"Thank you, Daoist Qin, for your assistance."

Jiang Ming and the others said excitedly.

They felt somewhat ashamed, never expecting that Mao Shan and Qin Yang had clashed more than once, yet Qin Yang still came to their aid.

Had they known this, they would not have clashed with Qin Yang.

Qin Yang's expression was solemn; he glanced around and did not see Zhang Hao.

"Where is the Mao Shan sect leader?"

Upon hearing Qin Yang's question,

the Mao Shan disciples all showed a grieving expression.

Qin Yang's heart sank.

Zhang Hao died?

That old fellow, though somewhat protective of his own, was still a decent person in the cultivation world.

I never expected that on this western campaign he would actually be killed.

His gaze fell on the Holy Radiant Emperor and the God Master; Qin Yang sneered, "I thought something else was going on, but it turns out you two are colluding—no wonder even a great sect like Mao Shan was defeated."

The God Master stared at Qin Yang and said calmly, "Qin Yang, if you were hiding I wouldn't have noticed you, but since you insist on coming out, today you cannot escape—you are doomed."

Qin Yang smiled, gazing mockingly at the God Master, his eyes tinged with ridicule.

"God Master, how many times have you tried to kill me? What was the result? Have your injuries healed?"

The God Master's face darkened.

Qin Yang's words directly exposed his most aggravating sore spot.

He had repeatedly tried to kill a junior, yet not only failed, but was severely wounded by Qin Yang.

Each time he thought of this, the God Master felt a surge of anger rise in his chest.

He wished he could crush Qin Yang to death right then.

"Don't waste words with him; let's join forces and kill him."

The Holy Radiant Emperor grew somewhat impatient.

This place is too close to Long Guo, making accidents likely.

If other experts from Long Guo appeared, it would become too difficult for them to wipe out these people later.

"I'm afraid you lack the ability."

Qin Yang sneered.

He stepped forward, stared at the two, and said arrogantly, "Come at me together."

"Arrogant."

"Ignorant of life and death."

The God Master and the Holy Radiant Emperor said simultaneously.

They were both enraged by Qin Yang.

The opponent is only one person, yet he dares to provoke them so.

The two exchanged a glance and then launched an attack.

A cross-shaped sword qi and a terrifying surge of magical power blasted toward him.

Qin Yang's attack was blocked.

He stumbled backward, his blood and qi surging.

Just one strike, and Qin Yang nearly suffered injury.

Meanwhile, the Mao Shan people, anxious, were about to act to help Qin Yang.

But the Holy Radiant Court's people stopped them.

They did not attack; they merely prevented the Mao Shan disciples from rushing to Qin Yang's aid.

The Holy Radiant Emperor had just sent them a mental transmission, ordering them to prevent Qin Yang from escaping.

Now, slaughtering these Mao Shan people is no longer considered a major matter.

If they could slay Qin Yang, the benefit would be greater than killing these Mao Shan people.

Qin Yang let out a long whistle, his aura rising, and a Changdao appeared in his hand.

"Break Mountain."

Qin Yang made a move.

The deity's hand also condensed a Changdao; as he swung, a terrifying blade light appeared, colliding with him.

Boom.

Qin Yang was flung out.

The next moment, a cross-shaped sword qi slashed toward him.

Qin Yang could only continue to resist.

Faced with the siege of two masters, Qin Yang looked disheveled.

Soon, blood appeared on his body.

"No, we must go help Temple Master Qin."

Wu Bin said.

Jiang Ming shook his head, staring at Qin Yang, then transmitted mentally: "Don't panic; look at Temple Master Qin's face—there is no sign of panic, which shows he has confidence. I have a guess: he may be deliberately luring the two into besieging him."

"Why?"

Luo Wei looked puzzled.

"He seems to want to use their power to break through; Temple Master Qin intends to break through his realm."

Jiang Ming said.

"How could that be? It's so dangerous; at any moment they could fall. We should still help—even if we die in battle, we cannot let Temple Master Qin come to harm."

Luo Wei said.

The other Maoshan disciples thought the same.

Just then, Qin Yang's voice sounded in their ears.

"Don't interfere; I am using them to temper myself. Don't worry about my safety, and don't interfere. When I break through, I will take you back to Long Guo."

Luo Wei's eyes widened suddenly.

Jiang Ming's guess turned out to be true.

Qin Yang was indeed tempering his strength, seeking to break through between life and death, borrowing great power to shatter the bottleneck of his cultivation.

Luo Wei's heart pounded; he felt Qin Yang's courage was truly immense.

Even if he had confidence, the deity and the Bright Sacred Emperor were both combat powers at the True Immortal level.

Joined together, they put Qin Yang in constant danger of falling.

"Slay the Immortal."

Qin Yang let out a loud shout.

He swung his Changdao, actually attacking both at once.

The next moment, the deity and the Bright Sacred Emperor struck out, their powerful force engulfing Qin Yang.

Everyone could see a piercing blood-light erupt.

This made all the Maoshan disciples' hearts sink.

Had Qin Yang been defeated?

They felt bitter in their hearts.

We have harmed Qin Yang.

This senior disciple of Daoist Baiyun originally had a bright future; given time, he would surpass the deity and the Bright Sacred Emperor—it was merely a matter of time.

"No, Temple Master Qin is fine; he seems to have broken through."

Jiang Ming suddenly said.

Luo Wei also noticed something was off.

He excitedly said: "Not bad, Temple Master Qin has broken through—great."

An extremely overbearing aura erupted from where Qin Yang stood.

Afterward, Qin Yang, covered in blood, walked out from there.

His complexion was pallid, yet his strength surged wildly to a terrifying level.

Soon, Qin Yang's aura could fully match that of the Bright Sacred Emperor and the deity.

His physical body was also undergoing transformation.

His wounds healed at a visible speed, and his flesh and blood became purer and flawless, with a faint chaotic qi circulating within.

Is this the third layer of the Mysterious Skill?

Qin Yang wore an expression of enjoyment.

This is combat power at the True Immortal level.

Now, as he faced off against the deity and the others, the aura emanating from his whole body was in no way inferior to theirs.

The three were now experts of the same level.

Qin Yang grinned, pointed his Changdao at the two, and lightly shouted: "Come fight."

A mighty fighting spirit burst from Qin Yang's body, reaching its peak.

The deity and the Bright Sacred Emperor exchanged a glance, then charged forward.

The battle erupted; it was still two against one, but today things were different.

Qin Yang easily blocked their attacks, and each counterattack left them flustered.

Both the deity and the Bright Sacred Emperor were shocked; none had expected that after his strength increased, Qin Yang would be so terrifying.

Even their combined forces could not suppress him.