Chapter 462

Boom!!

Countless sword threads and the black flood dragon fought each other in the high sky.

The violent collision stirred wind and clouds, and rainwater mixed with seawater scattered everywhere like a tide.

Yunhe's expression was quite solemn.

Although Qilín Chánglán's many spears were actually only one real spear, the rest being condensations of water flow mixed with magical power, the formation they formed considerably increased their power.

This greatly hindered his sword formation.

Of course, this is only part of the worm's effect.

Qilín Chánglán took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

At the same time, Qilín Chánglán also felt somewhat relieved, relieved that he had timely stopped the sea clan cultivators from using those formations derived from the "Dragon Fish Vast Sea Grand Formation"; otherwise, it was uncertain whether the sea clan or human cultivators would have mastered this formation first.

If it weren't for these sea soul worms, he wouldn't have spent so much time.

If one looks closely, one can see that within these ice blocks, faintly, there are several thumb-sized insects struggling and wriggling.

The remaining magical power was also entirely insufficient to condense ice crystals, after all, that water flow was not ordinary water.

Although, when he released such icy breath, the sea soul worms hidden in the water flow continued to devour his magical power, slowing the speed of frost condensation considerably.

He had a dark face, looking at Yunhe hovering before him.

He had to admit, this sea soul worm kind of spirit insect was indeed somewhat interesting.

But even so.

Especially its trait of devouring magical power to strengthen itself.

But he also cunningly refrained from directly stating his refusal, his aim being to buy time.

As for this, Yunhe really had no way.

After the frost condensed, it quickly shattered, turning into countless clear, sparkling ice crystals that scattered.

Qilín Chánglán looked at Yunhe, who revealed a pensive expression within the water prison, and the killing intent in his eyes became increasingly uncontainable.

Rattle—

Qilín Chánglán's lips moved, and a mysterious, ethereal sound issued from his mouth.

Moreover, Yunhe's auxiliary cultivation of the "Myriad Insects Ten Thousand Worms Art" was specifically created to drive spirit insects and gu insects.

It was precisely the sea soul worm!

Yunhe gave a slight smile.

The icy breath emanating from him achieved a balance with the sea soul worms' absorption in his eyes.

"Go!"

He waved his hand.

The next moment.

It was also at the same time.

The aura and blood of these sea beasts seemed to have a considerable stimulating effect on the sea soul worms, making them crave Yunhe's magical power ever more.

Countless sword threads coalesced into a huge five-colored sword, which also resembled a sharp arrow, except that sword qi coiled around it like substance.

Upon sensing Yunhe's movement, Qilín Chánglán's expression turned stern; his powerful magical power surged forth incessantly, and the speed at which he brought his palms together increased once again.

Ridiculous.

And as he continually brought his palms closer, the water prison shrank at a visible speed.

And the one overseeing that battlefield was none other than the Yellow Spring Ancestor!

Moreover, he came without concealing his aura, and was actually a Fourth Level late-stage elder of the sea clan!

Yunhe also immediately recognized the newcomer's identity: the great elder of the Qizhou clan, Qizhou Tianxuan!

For a moment, failing to notice Qilín Chánglán's move, Yunhe couldn't help but feel a start in his heart.

However, Yunhe's next words caused him to faintly startle.

An existence capable of directly opposing a Fourth Level late-stage sea clan cultivator even at mid Nascent Soul—who could look down on him?

"Gather!"

As Yunhe said, there indeed exists a special spirit insect within that water prison, one that lives in the deep sea; Qilín Chánglán can be certain that such a creature does not exist on land.

Unless the intensity of that icy breath exceeds the sea soul worms' capacity to absorb it, surpassing the magical power of a normal late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

This is the true reason for Qilín Chánglán's loss of composure.

If it weren't for the other old-timers in the sea clan having tasted the benefits of the "Dragon Fish Vast Sea Grand Formation" and eagerly wanting to use formations to gain a greater advantage, Yunhe would also have been unable to obtain the "Deep Water Han Sea Shroud".

And Yunhe, immersed within it, was as if soaked in a mass of extremely viscous, stubborn paste, each of his actions encountering tremendous hindrance.

Suddenly.

Yunhe sought a breach in this water prison, while simultaneously communicating with Qilín Chánglán in an extremely composed manner.

At the same time.

"Even if you discover it, what then?"

And this spirit insect is not an ordinary leech; the sea clan calls it "sea soul worm," and only the Qihun clan can cultivate it, making it extremely rare even among the sea clan.

Suddenly.

Immediately thereafter, it shattered like a mirror with a loud boom.

Rather than both of us consuming magical power here, it would be better to sit and watch the cultivators below fight.

The next moment.

From his body surged a strong chill.

At the same time, he placed his hands before his chest, palms open, as if what was held in the center of his two hands was precisely the water prison formed from that water flow.

If Qilín Chánglán were a cultivator proficient in formations, this water prison might indeed be quite troublesome for him; unfortunately, Qilín Chánglán cannot be considered versed in formations, and in Yunhe's eyes, his changing and unchanging formations are essentially no different.

What time.

Dozens of top-grade Spirit Stones flew out of the storage bag, shattering silently and releasing a large stream of pure spiritual energy.

This process lasted not a short time.

At this moment, Yunhe's eyes glowed faintly as he directed sword threads and sword qi to slaughter the approaching sea beasts, while lightly rubbing his chin.

Before he could figure it out, seeing Yunhe again directing the sword threads and sword formation, he immediately gave up the idea of continuing to suppress the water prison and instead formed hand seals.

At times like this, panic is useless; finding a way to break this water prison is the urgent priority.

Sharks with three heads, colorful sea fish with limbs, and octopuses with only two tentacles.

These sea beasts are mostly not very strong; at most they are only of the level of third-level demonic beasts.

Yunhe let out a low shout.

If after using it one cannot slay the opponent, then the trump card becomes just one of the methods known to others, losing its greatest effect, and possibly even becoming a target.

Under normal circumstances, combining the formation and magical power of Qilin Changlan, a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator trapped in the water prison should be unable to detect the existence of the 'sea soul worms'.

But this time the icy breath comes from a fourth-level extreme-grade treasure, the Wind-Snow Wings, and it is not so easily completely absorbed by the sea soul worms.

'Just saying one cannot use it before fully mastering the 'Dragon Fish Vast Sea Grand Formation'.'

More importantly.

While speaking, he continued to clench his palms, compressing the water prison, strengthening the bonds on Yunhe.

Qilin Changlan's expression was equally solemn.

Just moments ago, Yunhe had been relaxed and carefree, but suddenly his whole body tensed and he gazed toward the southeast.

"Xiao Lao Guai, you dare to release water at a time like this?!"

It was foreseeable.

Outside his body, a thick layer of ice blocked the erosion of the water flow and also kept many sea soul worms at bay.

However, when he saw Yunhe successfully freeze the water flow with his icy breath and capture dozens of sea soul worms, his eyes widened and he blurted, "How is that possible?!"

For him, every extra moment Yunhe spends in the water prison increases his chance to completely suppress Yunhe.

The water prison also shrank from its original size of nearly a hundred zhang to now less than fifty zhang.

Although he showed contempt for Yunhe being a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator on the surface, in reality he never had the slightest disdain for Yunhe.

But these pure spiritual energies, aside from being absorbed by Yunhe, were also partly drawn by the sea soul worms.

As it continually absorbed his magical power, this water flow became increasingly solid and dense, increasing the restrictions and bonds on him, and gradually sealing off his sword threads and sword formation.

He took out several talismans and stuck them on the ice blocks, whereupon the sea soul worms ceased struggling and fell into sleep.

"Huh?"

"A kind of extremely tiny and nearly transparent leech, it seems not strong, but indeed possesses some peculiarities, and can even somewhat evade divine sense detection." Yunhe continued speaking, his tone sounding quite certain.

But why can Yunhe still freeze the water flow?

He ought to be on the battlefield between the states of Xian and Qi at this moment.

Pat—

"Break!"

This time it was Yunhe's turn to show a teasing smile.

The sword threads condensed into the semblance of a five-elements heavenly thunder sword, which then slashed out with a boom.

'He found the formation eye? So quickly?'

For the two of them, deciding victory is not easy, and determining life and death is even harder.

Would he tell Yunhe such an important matter?

Thanks to the 'Nether Waters Vast Sea Cover'.

Moreover, Yunhe had developed considerable interest in this water prison used by Qilin Changlan.

The water flow in the prison became increasingly turbulent, spinning rapidly like a whirlpool.

【92】 Pat—

【93】 "Break!"

【94】 This time it was Yunhe's turn to show a teasing smile.

【95】 The sword threads condensed into the semblance of a five-elements heavenly thunder sword, which then slashed out with a boom.

【96】 'He found the formation eye? So quickly?'

【97】 For the two of them, deciding victory is not easy, and determining life and death is even harder.

【98】 Would he tell Yunhe such an important matter?

【99】 Thanks to the 'Nether Waters Vast Sea Cover'.

【100】 Moreover, Yunhe had developed considerable interest in this water prison used by Qilin Changlan.

【101】 The water flow in the prison became increasingly turbulent, spinning rapidly like a whirlpool.

"Hahaha—Yun Lao Mo, you too have noticed this water prison's peculiarity, right? This is not merely a formation."

Yunhe's eyes narrowed, he condensed his fingers into a sword, and pointed toward a certain direction of the water prison.

Upon hearing that, Qilin Changlan's complexion shifted.

He almost openly intended to consume Yunhe.

Increasingly more sea beasts, driven by Qilin Changlan, rushed into the water prison.

However, he did not want to use those two trump cards so early.

The condensed flood dragons burst like water balls, shattering and returning to the original water flow pattern, yet also causing the water tornado to condense once more, eliminating all gaps between them.

"Hiss, stubborn resistance."

Not to mention Yunhe; even if he himself fell into this water prison, whether he could escape is still debatable.

Immediately after.

Boom!!!

A single sword strike hit the formation eye, and the entire water prison suddenly ceased its rotation.

"How did you discover... forget it." Qilin Changlan originally wanted to ask Yunhe how he found the sea soul worms, but thinking the other wouldn't say, he gave up that idea and simply spoke again:

The water flow dispersed, finally turning into countless winding streams that returned to Qilin Changlan's hands.

"Yun Lao Mo, I admit your strength is not bad, but no matter how excellent your secret arts, divine abilities, and sword formation, after all you are merely a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator—how long can you hold out?"

Anyway, for Yunhe, his existence is merely to restrain Qilin Changlan.

The sea soul worms have the effect of devouring magical power, thereby strengthening the water flow.

"Shall we call it a halt here?"

"And naturally," Qilin Changlan's eyes flashed with teasing.

He slightly moved his wrist, and Yunhe raised his hand to seize.

Yunhe stepped onto a solid ice crystal, finally gaining a bit of space where he could move freely.

How did he discover it?

Indeed.

Not only the mana he was using, but even the mana entwined around the sword threads and sword qi was gradually being drawn away by the water flow.

And what was being suppressed in it was Yunhe!

Seeing Yunhe still drawing spiritual energy from the high-grade spirit stone, Qilin Changlan let out a low laugh.

This made Yunhe's interest in this kind of spirit beast grow even stronger.

Only what is not used counts as a trump card.

He collected these ice chunks into his spirit beast bag.

Even if he couldn't find a way to break it, Yunhe still had at least two methods to free himself from the water prison's bonds.

He saw one after another ferocious and peculiar sea beasts flying toward him, and under his command, they rushed into the water prison like moths to a flame.

A chilling cold aura suddenly swept out, centered on Yunhe, and the stagnant water flow gradually condensed into ice.

This was also something Qilin Changlan had not anticipated.

The longer he was imprisoned by this water prison, the harder it became for him to break free.

Splash—

Under his command, each spear instantly transformed into a flood dragon made entirely of water flow, howling as it swirled the surrounding dense water vapor, head to tail, dancing swiftly, and actually gathered into a massive waterspout!

And the center of that waterspout was exactly where Yunhe stood.

The sword threads that had been wandering in the water prison all shot together toward the defense line he pointed at.

Qilin Changlan's eyes flickered with a faint blue light, as if he had seized some opportunity, and he suddenly clapped his palms together, releasing a surge of vast mana.

Because he discovered that Yunhe's sword formation was heading toward the position of the formation's eye.

Seeing his plan succeed, a flash of great joy crossed Qilin Changlan's face, though he quickly became more solemn, and he gave a low shout, "Seal!"

Even a cultivator who practices ice-attribute techniques could not possibly ice-seal this water prison.

He had merely "caught" a trace of these sea soul worms, not actually locked onto their position.

"Oh? Not just the formation, but what else?"

"Huh?"

Water prison and Vast Sea Shield—ultimately they are too similar; the difference is that the water prison seals off internal attacks, while the Vast Sea Shield defends against external ones.

He guessed why Yunhe could so quickly break the water prison, and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

At this moment he felt as if he were placed in turbulent, surging seawater—not only was everything around him water, but even his sword threads and sword formation were trapped inside the water prison.

Qilin Changlan, who was a few breaths slower, then showed a look of great joy.

However.

Moreover, Yunhe, imprisoned in the water prison, felt increasingly that movement was difficult, and the rate of his mana loss accelerated.

Those trapped inside can only end up being continuously drained until death.

Moreover, this is obviously not ordinary water flow; Yunhe could feel the extremely strong suction these waters possessed.

The reason a trump card is called a trump card is precisely because it is unexpected.

The next moment.

Seeing Yunhe imprisoned, Qilin Changlan laughed out loud heartily.

Even better.

But Yunhe, who had broken the water prison, did not follow up with a strong attack; instead, he proposed to cease hostilities.

Doing so was to change the eye position of the water prison's formation.

If no mana surged from his body, part of it would be absorbed by these water currents.

More accurately speaking, this is a prison entirely formed from water flow.

"Found it."

In their divine sense.

"Old Devil Yun, it seems you cannot escape unscathed today."

There was no sign that he was currently in a very dangerous situation.

Among the ice chunks scattered on the ground of various sizes, he had grabbed about dozens of them in his hand.

This caused Yunhe to use more spells, accelerating the consumption of his mana.

Yunhe revealed a faint smile.

However.

In just a brief moment, it turned into a huge azure water ball, hovering in midair.

The sea soul worms inside are not vegetarians; once mana surges, they will devour it.

Whoosh—

Furthermore.

However, the more he understood this water prison and the sea soul worms, the calmer Yunhe became.

Crack—

Splash—

However, the purpose of their rushing into the water prison was not to inflict great harm on Yunhe; it was purely to consume.

There was a streak of extremely fast escape light, coming from the southeast direction, to be precise, from the Salty Country.

However, Yunhe's divine sense had already surpassed that of an ordinary mid-Nascent Soul cultivator, and he still detected the clues within the water prison.

Changing formation?

That bunch of guys doesn't even think; when it comes to formations, humans are far ahead of our sea clan by more than a step.

I guess, is it leeches?

Yunhe couldn't help but shout angrily.

Qizhou Tianxuan actually could leave another battlefield and come here at this critical juncture; it's hard not to think that.

(End of chapter)