Chapter 100: Domain Technique

Above the clouds, two figures collided once more. Read good books, choose Tiantian Kan Xiaoshuo, 𝚝𝚝𝚔. 𝚝𝚠 super worry-free

The sound of metal clashing exploded outward, the blast tearing a vacuum through the sea of clouds for a hundred zhang in every direction.

Su Wanqiu gripped the Golden Halberd; every downward chop of its tip carried a sharp whistle of splitting air, as though trying to cleave open the heavens.

The Spirit Pressure of the Earth Martial Realm poured out without reserve, every strike heavier than mountains.

The Golden Dragon Pattern Sword in Jiang Qin's hands met the halberd's tip head-on; sparks sprayed, and his body was forced downward several zhang.

The cloud layer beneath his feet could not bear the force, collapsing into a massive crater.

The webbing between his thumb and forefinger had long since split; blood ran down the sword hilt, evaporating into a pale red mist from the Spirit Pressure before it could drip, and the wound healed in the blink of an eye.

"Your sword is a fine one."

Su Wanqiu's voice came from above, steady in tone, giving away neither pleasure nor anger. "But your realm is a cut below mine. Human strength has its limits—you cannot hold out much longer."

Jiang Qin did not answer. He was adjusting his breathing. What a thousand years of memory had taught him most was not how to attack, but how to survive while being suppressed.

How to make the most effective parries with the least expenditure of Spirit Power.

Su Wanqiu was not comfortable either at this moment. Though he appeared to hold the upper hand, his eyes were full of dark shadows.

"This kid is clearly so young, yet fighting him feels like facing those old monsters who have lived for hundreds of years—every move clean and decisive. What a monster!"

The golden-armored phantom swung its halberd again.

This time, azure flames ignited on the halberd's tip—the mark of Su Wanqiu infusing Domain Power into his weapon.

Wherever the flames passed, the air was burned into rippling distortions.

The clouds had not yet touched the halberd's tip when they began to boil, turning to white vapor and dissipating.

This halberd strike was nearly twice as fast, and its angle more treacherous—slashing down from the upper right, sealing off Jiang Qin's escape routes to both left and right.

Jiang Qin did not retreat.

He stepped forward onto the void, and a ring of thunder condensed into rippling waves exploded beneath his feet.

The Dragon Pattern Sword swept upward from below, its edge meeting the halberd's tip between the two of them.

Azure flames and golden sword radiance twisted together, locked for an instant, then exploded apart in a deafening roar.

The shockwave spread in all directions.

The sea of clouds was torn open in a gap several hundred zhang across, revealing the deep blue sky below.

The two figures were sent flying in opposite directions—Su Wanqiu retreated a dozen-odd zhang before steadying himself, while Jiang Qin was hurled three times that distance, tumbling twice through the air before barely stopping.

A patch of his sleeve had been scorched away by the azure flames, exposing a burn on his forearm below that was in the process of healing.

He suddenly grinned. "Senior Su, aren't Earth Martial Realm Martial Artists skilled at expanding their Domain for combat? I've found it strange since the start—you seem to only be reinforcing your weapon with Domain Power, never once expanding your Domain. Are you afraid I'll break it?"

Those words pierced Su Wanqiu's heart, and his gaze grew even more shadowed.

His talent was limited, so he had devoted more time to studying martial techniques. Such a thing was not glorious for an Earth Martial Realm Martial Artist, yet no one had ever dared say it to his face.

"Since you're so eager to die, this old man will oblige!"

A special space expanded outward.

The surrounding environment was rapidly transforming; a searing heat rose from nowhere, the blue sky and white clouds turning into raging azure flames.

The environment switched in an instant from the sky to the interior of a volcano.

Boundless azure flames engulfed everything, burning all that was visible.

"Roar—!"

A tiger beast condensed from azure flames roared. Su Wanqiu stood atop the tiger beast's head, his hands forming seals as he drove all the azure flames he could control, his Spirit Energy draining frantically.

"Domain Technique—Karma Fire Burning Heaven!"

For a Domain wielder, a Domain Technique is like a martial technique to a Martial Artist—an immensely powerful move.

Once one's understanding of the Domain reaches a certain level, one can comprehend a Domain Technique.

All the azure flames boiling within the mountain surged in temperature, transforming into the shapes of a thousand beasts that pounced toward Jiang Qin from every angle. This was an unavoidable strike—one that could not be dodged.

Only a Domain can resist a Domain, yet Jiang Qin was still only at the Divine Image Realm.

"Boy, for offending my Su Family, don't even dream of leaving your ashes behind."

Su Wanqiu's lips curled, as though he already foresaw the scene of Jiang Qin being incinerated.

This move could burn the soul; a young man in his twenties absolutely could not survive it.

Soon the flames swallowed Jiang Qin whole.

His figure stood firm within the flames, layers of golden light enveloping his entire body, blocking the advance of the azure flames. The searing heat broke through the barrier and burned his soul; any ordinary person would have long since screamed out from the agony of it.

But Jiang Qin was different.

He had endured the tempering of the Cangling Sword for several thousand years; even he himself did not know the extent to which his soul's strength had reached.

A heavy, powerful halberd strike came from behind.

Just as it was about to pierce through Jiang Qin, he reached back without looking and actually caught the strike barehanded.

Su Wanqiu, whose sneak attack had failed, was greatly shocked.

"H-how could you possibly be unharmed?"

The tremendous force transmitted along the halberd's shaft made it impossible for him to break free, deepening his confusion.

The corner of Jiang Qin's mouth curled up, a flash of madness in his eyes. "Unharmed? How could I be unharmed—it hurts me to death! But…compared to what I've endured before, this still isn't painful enough!"

"Let's begin the second round!"

He exerted force with his arm again and flung the Golden Halberd away, then punched the caught-off-guard Su Wanqiu flying. Without giving him a chance to catch his breath, he took a step and his figure vanished on the spot. The instant Su Wanqiu had just steadied himself, Jiang Qin appeared before him and threw several more punches…

Abandoning his weapon, abandoning every other method, leaving only pure hand-to-hand combat.

Apart from his soul, his body was the only means by which Jiang Qin surpassed Su Wanqiu.

Therefore, he would not give his opponent even half a chance to catch his breath!

……

No one knew how much time had passed, but the sounds of fighting on Lingxi Shan gradually faded.

All those ordinary Su Family disciples had their heads severed — countless headless corpses lay in pools of blood, the scene ghastly beyond words, like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Only the Su Family stewards remained, relying on their numerical advantage to make a last desperate stand.

A steward was split clean in two by a great blade, terror frozen in his eyes.

Chen Xiaohu casually flicked the blood from his blade — this was already the fifth Divine Image Realm Realm cultivator of the Su Family he had cut down.

The remaining Su Family stewards looked at him with fear in their eyes; none of them dared step forward to die.

Just then, they felt something stir within them.

The battle above had ended.

Who had won?

A headless corpse, its body covered in bruises, fell from the sky before the Su Family's mountain gate, cratering the ground and sending up clouds of dust.

A Su Family steward swallowed hard, his voice trembling: "I-It's the Third Ancestor!"

"Impossible — the Third Ancestor was at the Earth Martial Realm! No matter how powerful that Jiang Qin is, he's only at the Divine Image Realm Realm. How could he possibly defeat the Third Ancestor!"

"A Divine Image Realm Realm cultivator slaying an Earth Martial Realm one — there's never been such a precedent in all of Huaguo's history!"

"Even the Third Ancestor is dead — scatter and run! We must report what happened today to the First and Second Ancestors at the Frontier, so they can avenge my Su Family!"

A voice descended from the heavens, startling body and soul alike.

"Running now — don't you think it's a little too late?"