Chapter 233: Tyrannical Breakthrough (Please Subscribe)

"It's over, it's over..."

Ren Li watched as his hope appeared, then watched as his hope vanished; his heart felt icy cold, and he couldn't stop muttering.

In reality, he was indeed icy cold.

"How is this possible?!"

Yun Ying couldn't help but cry out in alarm.

Startlingly, after his newly-learned high-grade Fire Python pounced and bit, a lifelike ice sculpture appeared in its place.

Ice Breath Art!

This secret art can be used against others; it is a point that Du En values.

Against friends, it saves them, shields them, and solidifies them.

Against enemies, it wounds them, freezes them, and kills them with cold.

"Eh! Eh! Eh!"

Ren Li came to his senses and discovered he wasn't dead, only frozen; even his injuries and unstable Dao foundation were caught in the solidification, and he was immediately filled with repeated shock.

Unfortunately, his divine sense was also confined within; now he could only see, through the transparent ice shell, Yun Ying on the opposite side, who was entangled by wood spirits, bound tightly, and likewise unable to move.

They stared at each other, the scene quite subtle.

However, compared to Ren Li's side, Yun Ying's perspective could see far off to the battle on Du En's side.

He could only see from afar that, facing the restraints on his body and the double killing blows, that person remained calm and composed, his expression unchanged, merely exerting force to struggle; between the tugging, the creaking sounds in the air were incessant.

The array laid out in advance was, after all, done in a rush, and in order to ensure the capture of Du En, an outsider, the coverage area was very large, which invisibly dispersed its power; finally, there was the terrain where the array was set.

Mundane!

The spiritual Qi was thin!

It relied entirely on burning spirit stones to operate!

Therefore, even though it was a third-tier array, capable of creating illusions, confusing others, and drawing upon moonlight as ropes—theoretically capable of firmly binding even a late-stage third-tier superior-blood demon beast—at this moment it was actually somewhat overstretched; with a burst of force from Du En, it was dragged until it creaked, and was on the verge of collapse.

But...

"Too slow! Die!"

Gao Feng shouted frantically in his heart, exerting all his strength; the Blazing Flame Blade had already fallen, and the White Tiger had already extended its claws.

Boom!

Bang!

The two sudden, strange sounds caused Gao Feng and Yun Ying to be startled.

Yun Ying could only see a sudden explosion on the other end, covered by air waves and firelight, completely unable to see the scene inside, but Gao Feng was different; his divine sense could still barely and vaguely glimpse the developments on the field, which was why he appeared shocked, with a hint of horror.

Because just a moment ago, in the blink of an eye, a giant ice-wrapped cannon suddenly ran back quietly and slammed directly into the Blazing Flame Blade, colliding with it in a clash of strength, knocking it askew and shattering it, both perishing together, causing an explosion to erupt and firelight and air waves to cover the scene.

And on the other side, facing the White Tiger's sneak attack, two crystal-inlaid giant hands suddenly reached out, clapping together like swatting a fly, directly trapping it in the middle.

Statue Casting Art, high-grade spell, small success!

A four-zhang-tall mud-stone statue broke through the ground at this moment, heavy and ancient, inlaid with crystal diamonds, adding brilliance, appearing truly majestic.

"Hmph!"

Gao Feng let out a cold snort, his magic power erupted again, and the hands of the mud-stone statue suddenly shattered and collapsed; the silent White Tiger was only slightly dimmed, but still killed its way out fiercely.

However, in the brief moment of delay just now, Du En had already broken free!

—The Firm Spirit Body manifested, fully unleashed; under the eruption, he actually pulled back on the ropes, directly uprooting the third-tier array and shattering it on the spot.

At this moment, he turned back and extended his own hands, which had already become crystal clear and were streaked with certain veins, like roots; he immediately pressed down on that White Tiger.

Although the Firm Spirit Technique had been transferred and merged into the Green-Yellow Canon, the Firm Spirit Body that had already been cultivated did not disappear, but was developing and transforming in synchronization, more powerful than before, and had already begun to break away from the limits of the Firm Spirit Body.

Therefore, at this moment, with Du En's eruption, his strength was abundant and his magic power mixed, directly tearing the White Tiger apart on the spot.

Hmm?

Because it was torn apart too easily, Du En finally saw its true nature.

Tiger Talisman!

Life-bound magic treasure!

At this moment, it split into two, returned to its original form, and suddenly erupted; a chilling, martial killing intent assaulted Du En!

"Hiding in a border town, a coward who bullies the weak, playing at battlefield weapons with me?"

Du En spoke without looking back at Gao Feng, who was closing in behind him.

His words were like blades, cutting into the other's gloomy expression.

Moreover, Gao Feng also noticed that he seemed completely unsurprised, as if he had long anticipated that he would come knocking?

"Indeed, there is not much surprise; after all, it was just being sent to the front lines, not killed on the spot, so there was certainly the possibility of changes and accidents."

Du En spoke again, simultaneously exerting further force; the Golden Core in his dantian erupted with brilliant radiance, and golden light appeared in his eyes; a layer of flames directly covered his body, a vast expanse of gold, exceptionally gorgeous.

Golden Flame Art, high-grade spell, small success!

Gao Feng, whose face was so dark it seemed to drip, sensed something was wrong; unable to win with words, he hurriedly tried to intervene, but suddenly his divine sense went black as a sky full of sand and wind whipped up, covering a twenty-zhang radius around him.

Wind-Sand Art, high-grade spell, small success!

Caught off guard, Gao Feng lost his vision and was trapped in this wind and sand; he could only rely on his protective magic tool to resist the onslaught of the wind and sand while attempting to cast spells to break through the wind and sand and rush to aid his life-bound magic treasure, which was sending back very bad feedback.

Careless!

He hadn't expected that in such a short time, this Du En would have progressed so rapidly, with so many methods and an increasingly deep foundation!

It gave him no room for regret; one by one, wood spirit vines grew, intending to pull and trap him in place, while tiny thorns mixed into the wind and sand; every time the wind and sand struck his protective magic tool's spiritual light until it flickered and dimmed, they would seize the opportunity to drill into the gaps and pry open holes.

"Ugh..."

What caused Gao Feng to be wounded first was not those high-grade spells, but these sneaky mid-grade spells!

And once there was a flaw in the magic tool's spiritual light and Gao Feng was slightly sluggish, the wind and sand immediately gathered and clustered, directly grinding the magic tool to pieces, intending to cluster together and cover him!

"Damn it!"

Gao Feng was Gao Feng after all, not a fraud like the dead Tang Yiping.

He changed the target of his spell at this moment and unleashed it directly, immediately causing a series of booming sounds.

The ground cracked open, and muddy torrents burst forth.

Flood Surge Art, a high-grade spell, achieved with minor success!

The muddy torrent broke through the earth, swept up violently, directly scattering the gathered wind and sand, shredding the Wood Spirit Vines, and washing away the dense, insidious thorns.

Like a flash flood passing through, it swept everything away.

The view before him cleared, and his divine sense was restored.

Then, Gao Feng only felt his vision go black.

Because Du En had already turned around to face him directly, his Solid Spirit Body faded, one hand gripping half of a tiger tally, and no matter how his life-bound magical treasure struggled or erupted, it could not escape the overwhelming restraint of those hands.

At the same time, a cluster of brilliant golden flames burned on his hands, continuously scorching his own life-bound magical treasure, bringing waves of faint, stinging pain.

Looking closely, its surface already showed signs of melting!

(End of this chapter)