Chapter 938: Strike! Azure Thunder Shield!

A distance of over a hundred kilometers.

Even with three times Earth’s gravity as an obstacle, this distance seemed fleeting to the three ninth-rank experts from Nawa.

After two minutes of flight, the three from Nawa were only five kilometers away from Xu Jingming.

At this moment, the dark clouds had vanished, replaced by a furious storm of elemental energy.

“Kent, what’s the situation over there?”

Nawa slowed his flight and asked in a deep voice.

“I’ve sensed it—they’re the targets of the Divine Son!”

Kent exclaimed excitedly, sharing the mental imagery he perceived with the other two.

In the mental image, a woman stood suspended in midair, surrounded by flickering cyan lightning.

She was tall and slender, with exquisite features and an ethereal aura like a celestial immortal.

On the ground below, a muscular young man clad in black battle armor sat cross-legged.

He was continuously absorbing the massive elemental energy storm, his aura steadily climbing.

“S-class elemental ability ‘Yùqīng Divine Thunder’—she is Su Qingli, director of the Great Xia Thunder Martial Hall.”

Nawa nodded, shifting his focus to the black-clad youth on the ground:

“That must be Xu Jingming. I never expected this elemental storm was caused by his breakthrough...”

“Isn’t Xu Jingming under twenty-one? He’s already broken through to ninth-rank middle?”

Nila couldn’t help but whistle.

They had spent several days in the Xinhuo World and had reviewed plenty of data.

Yet in all of the Xinhuo World’s historical records, no one had ever broken through as rapidly as Xu Jingming.

“Sh*t! A ninth-rank middle at twenty? Just thinking about it is terrifying.”

“When I was twenty, I was still at Houston Elemental University, just breaking into third rank.”

The black man Kent instinctively cursed, then grinned:

“Too bad—such a genius will soon perish in our hands.”

“As the Divine Son ordered, capture them alive if possible,” Nawa warned.

“Capture alive? Fair enough.”

“That kind of woman—killing her outright would be such a waste.”

The black man Kent’s gaze burned as he scanned Su Qingli’s curvaceous, slender figure.

“After the Divine Son has had his fun, let him give me a chance too.”

As a ninth-rank middle Law Saint, what woman hadn’t he possessed?

But someone like Su Qingli—with an S-class elemental ability, ninth-rank cultivation level, and perfect physique and appearance—he’d never encountered before.

“As long as the Divine Son agrees, it’s fine.”

Nawa had little interest in such matters, but confirmed:

“They haven’t noticed us yet, right?”

“No.”

Kent boasted: “I’m a ninth-rank middle Law Saint, and I’ve activated an SS-class stealth technique.

At this distance, they can’t possibly detect us—only when we enter the three-kilometer range might they have a chance to sense us.”

Mental combat techniques were originally the exclusive domain of mental-element users.

But ninth-rank Law Saints possessed equally powerful spiritual energy, and many practiced some mental combat techniques.

Kent was no exception.

After activating the SS-class stealth technique, not only could their presence not be sensed by spiritual energy,

even their physical forms were invisible—only elemental users with stronger spiritual energy than theirs could detect them.

“Good. Let’s fly closer.”

“When we reach the three-kilometer range, Kent, hit them with your biggest move first. Then Nila and I move in.”

Nawa ordered.

“Understood.” The black man Kent grinned cruelly.

Between Law Saints, it’s all about speed!

Whoever strikes first can unleash a stronger combat technique.

Since Su Qingli can’t sense them, he can unleash an SSS-class technique requiring ten seconds to cast!

By the time the technique is released, Su Qingli won’t have time to counter with an equally ranked technique.

She’ll be forced to settle for an S-class technique instead.

At that point, Su Qingli will surely be injured—and they’ll have an easier time acting...

Crackling—

Beneath the elemental storm, cyan lightning flashed wildly.

With the SS-class technique Mind Net enhancing her perception, Su Qingli continuously scanned her surroundings.

Her maximum spiritual sensing range was four kilometers.

Within this range, everything appeared perfectly normal—no anomalies detected.

Yet she had a faint, uneasy premonition.

Looking down, Xu Jingming still absorbed elemental energy, his breakthrough far from complete.

“Eva, Xiao Lian, have you sensed anything unusual?”

Su Qingli furrowed her delicate brows and asked softly.

“No,” two distinct mental voices replied simultaneously.

“Good.”

Su Qingli’s brow relaxed slightly, thinking she might have been overthinking.

The number of elemental users entering the Po Xu Tower was indeed vast—tens of thousands.

But ninth-rank elemental users wouldn’t exceed fifty.

Those stronger than her, capable of evading her spiritual sensing, wouldn’t exceed twenty.

It was unlikely she’d be so unlucky as to run into one.

As she pondered, suddenly—three kilometers away—a crimson “sun” erupted into the sky!

It was a massive fireball over a hundred meters in diameter!

As the fireball rose, the surrounding space twisted and warped.

Even from over three kilometers away, Su Qingli felt a wave of searing heat.

“Hahaha! Su Qingli, die!”

A wild laugh echoed as three figures suddenly appeared within her spiritual sensing range.

Two of them flew toward her at three times the speed of sound, shrieking as they broke the sound barrier!

And the massive fireball, with terrifying force, hurtled toward her even faster than the two!

“Two ninth-rank middles, one ninth-rank lower—how?”

Su Qingli’s face turned pale.

The two ninth-rank Martial Saints charging in weren’t the worst problem—it was the fireball that came first.

“That’s definitely an SSS-class technique—it’ll strike in at most three seconds.

Three seconds isn’t enough for me to cast an equally ranked SSS-class technique, not even an SS-class.

If that fireball hits, we’ll both be injured.

And Jingming is still breaking through—if he’s severely wounded, he might fail his breakthrough...”

Su Qingli bit her crimson lips tightly, thoughts flashing through her mind in an instant.

Low-rank elemental users’ breakthroughs were simple—often completed in seconds.

But high-rank elemental users were different—each breakthrough brought massive changes to their physique and spiritual energy!

This meant they required far more time to complete a breakthrough.

If interrupted, the consequence wasn’t just a failed breakthrough—it could cause injury, making future breakthroughs far harder.

And that was a scenario Su Qingli absolutely could not allow.

“If so, then I have no choice.”

Su Qingli’s beautiful eyes flashed with resolve as she ordered:

“Xiao Lian, protect Jingming with all your strength! I’ll handle the fireball!”

BOOM!!

Cyan lightning surged—Su Qingli’s slender form vanished, replaced by a raging sea of cyan lightning.

The exclusive ability of ninth-rank Law Saints: Elementalization!

It greatly enhanced an elemental user’s casting speed and power.

But she didn’t use Elementalization to cast—she used it to protect.

Crackling—

The lightning sea shifted shape, forming a spherical shield that enclosed Xu Jingming.

Simultaneously, Su Qingli activated her technique, summoning three layers of lightning barriers before her.

With all this done, the fireball was nearly upon them.

She knew full well that a SSS-rank combat technique from a High-Ninth-Stage Mid-Level Law Saint could not be stopped by such meager means.

But this could minimize harm to Xu Jingming—even if it left her critically wounded, she would not care!

“Willing to suffer grave injury to save Xu Jingming? Su Qingli, you truly care for your disciple.”

“But unfortunately, not only you—Xu Jingming must die too!”

Kent’s arrogant voice rang out.

He spoke in Great Xia language, deliberately to provoke Su Qingli.

As his words ended, the searing fireball radiating temperatures of hundreds of thousands of degrees plummeted down!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The fireball obliterated all three S-rank lightning barriers Su Qingli had summoned, as if crushing dry grass and rotten wood.

Just as it was about to strike Su Qingli’s body, a calm, powerful voice suddenly rang out: “Azure Thunder Shield!”