Chapter 6: Snake Breathing Technique, Mastery!

Above the sea, the fierce battle was at its height.

Brother Ning Chuan hid beneath the waves, exposing only a pair of cold, serpentine eyes, fixed intently on the two figures darting through the air.

The gale howled, monstrous waves surging toward the heavens.

Yet those two, atop the crests, moved as though on flat ground, their forms shifting and elusive, faster than imagination could follow.

The blue-robed guest's jade flute would at times become a sharp sword, jabbing at the acupoints all over his opponent's body; the flute's wail was plaintive and mournful, yet carried a chilling killing intent.

The blade-wielding giant's saber art was fierce and mighty—every slash carried the force to split mountains and rend stone, rolling up a thousand layers of snowy waves.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The clear, piercing ring of metal on metal pierced through the sea's roar and reached Brother Ning Chuan's ears with perfect clarity.

The escaping sword-qi carved deep furrows across the sea's surface; the fish and shrimp nearby had long been shaken to death, floating on the water.

Brother Ning Chuan's heart was shaken beyond measure.

Such might, such martial arts—simply inconceivable!

He carefully restrained his own aura, afraid of being detected by those two supreme masters.

Though his current body was not small, before such beings, he likely could not even take a single strike.

The icy seawater kept washing over his body.

He focused his entire being on observing every movement of the two, every subtle flow of their aura.

The blue-robed guest's movement art was especially ethereal, as if fused with the sea wind, making him impossible to pin down.

【You observe the battle of supreme masters with total concentration…】

【You sense their exquisite control over their own aura…】

【You comprehend the mysteries of concealment and restraint…】

【Combining the lurking instinct of serpents, you ponder how to perfectly hide your own demonic aura…】

In his mind, that cool, refreshing sensation surged forth once more.

Countless flashes of inspiration sparked.

【Based on your understanding of aura flow and serpentine lurking instinct, you have created the skill—Snake Breathing Technique!】

Snake Breathing Technique!

Brother Ning Chuan's heart stirred.

A flash of enlightenment welled up within him.

He instinctively followed the Famen that surfaced in his mind, adjusting his own aura.

The faint vicious aura that had been naturally leaking out due to his massive frame began to swiftly draw inward.

Beneath his scales, his muscles trembled faintly, as if forming an invisible vortex that drew every wisp of outward aura back into his body.

A moment later, Brother Ning Chuan felt as if he had completely merged with the surrounding seawater.

Unless one saw it with one's own eyes, even at arm's length, it would be hard to detect his presence.

This Snake Breathing Technique was simply a life-saving divine art tailor-made for him!

Just then, the battle on the sea had already decided victory and defeat.

The blue-robed guest let out a clear whistle; his jade flute suddenly accelerated, conjuring a skyful of flute shadows, like quicksilver poured across the ground, slipping through every gap.

"Puchi!"

A muffled thud.

The blade-wielding giant's movements froze abruptly; a small blood hole appeared on his chest, blood gushing out.

The oddly shaped great saber in his hand clattered into the sea with a "clang," sending up a spray of waves.

The giant staggered a few steps, an expression of disbelief on his face, and pointed at the blue-robed guest, his voice hoarse:

"Good… what exquisite skill… Huang Laoxie… you truly live up to your name as one of the Five Absolutes of the Great Song…"

His aura rapidly faded, and his gaze began to scatter.