Chapter 1215, An Unexpected Deadlock

Translator: Silavin

  

Gazing upon that dazzling brilliance, carrying a terrible momentum as though it could shatter the Heavens and annihilate the Earth itself as it came hurtling through the air, the corner of Qin Yichen’s mouth curled into a cold smile.

 

In that moment, every pore across his entire body radiated the thrilling excitement of a man who lived for battle. A long-absent fighting spirit, one he had nearly forgotten the taste of, rose steadily from the depths of his heart.

 

“Eigh-fold!”

 

Qin Yichen murmured softly beneath his breath. The arm that had already condensed seven stacks of force began to tremble faintly once more, and a terrifying power coiled upward again, stack upon stack.

 

*Crack!*

 

In a single brief instant, the robe upon his arm was shredded apart, exposing the savage, knotted muscle beneath.

 

“He

 

“His power seems to have grown stronger again!”

 

“What a terrifying technique, what on earth is that Martial Arts Cultivation Technique?”

 

The commotion from Qin Yichen’s side had not gone unnoticed by the many powerful experts assembled here. What they had believed to be the absolute ceiling of his power had risen once more, and the sheer, spine-chilling ferocity of it sent a violent jolt through every last one of their hearts.

 

As the eight-fold force stacked into place, the Yuan Energy in the sky above began to churn and boil furiously. Even the Peak Stage Martial Ancestors present could feel from within that savage arm a sense of mortal danger that seemed to chill the Soul itself.

 

“Break for me!” Qin Yichen’s gaze locked hard onto the crimson brilliance that came screaming toward him, a wild and frenzied light rising in his eyes. Then, with a single stamp of his foot, his figure once again shot forward like a bolt loose from a bow, showing not the faintest inclination to dodge.

 

*Boom!*

 

With the movement of Qin Yichen’s figure, a surge of overbearing and domineering force swept outward, blazing toward that shrieking brilliance.

 

Watching Qin Yichen’s action, a flash of surprise crossed Zhao Xueqi’s eyes. Yet in the next instant his gaze turned glacial and cold. He fixed his stare upon the figure shooting toward him, his arm clenching slowly, and a low, menacing shout rang out across the Heavens.

 

“Extinguish!”

 

*Crash!*

 

With the movement of Zhao Xueqi’s palm, that terrifying brilliance in the sky suddenly howled apart, transforming into an enormous dark-red Blood Hand that tore across the Heavens, slamming viciously toward the oncoming Qin Yichen.

 

*Bang!*

 

Amidst the wide, horror-stricken eyes of the crowd, the two staggering attacks collided at last in the sky above, and in an instant the Heaven and Earth trembled, as a terrifying storm of Yuan Energy swept out in a maddened torrent.

 

At the very core of that storm, the crimson Blood Hand and the terrible domineering force coiled around Qin Yichen’s arm eroded each other ceaselessly. Where the two Yuan Energies made contact, the explosions that rang out were utterly staggering.

 

“Blood Hand Zhao Xueqi, so this is where that infamous title comes from!”

 

“That fellow… is actually holding his own?!”

 

“Absolutely terrifying, are they even still at the Martial Ancestor Realm?”

 

Staring up at the rampant storm of Yuan Energy that ravaged the sky, the many assembled experts were left completely dumbstruck. This kind of terrifying offensive could only be described as the very pinnacle of power available to those at the Martial Ancestor Realm!

 

And what stunned them beyond words was that, in the face of Zhao Xueqi’s all-out strike, that slender figure had not been annihilated as everyone had imagined, but instead stood like an immovable pillar in the very heart of it.

 

Even so, anyone with a discerning eye could see clearly that while Qin Yichen had managed a temporary deadlock, he was plainly at a disadvantage. That terrible, overbearing power was being corroded without cease beneath that enormous Blood Hand that spread across the Heavens.

 

If this continued, his defeat was only a matter of time.

 

*Hmph!*

 

Displeased that he had not yet crushed the latter with overwhelming force, Zhao Xueqi’s mind stirred, and the Yuan Energy swirling around him like a river of blood suddenly poured outward, flooding once more into that dreadful Blood Hand.

 

By now, the blood river around him had shrunk to little more than a few metres across. From the slight pallor creeping across his face, it was plain to see that in order to slay Qin Yichen, he had already committed every last scrap of his power.

 

*Hum…*

 

With the infusion of that terrible Yuan Energy, the Blood Hand that had already been gaining the upper hand flickered with resplendent radiance once more, its might surging dramatically. A terrifying, all-consuming erosive force blanketed the Heavens and buried Qin Yichen beneath it.

 

“Worthy of the name Blood Hand indeed!”

 

“Our Boss has been dormant for too long. Every sort of riffraff has started daring to provoke him.”

 

“After this battle, Brother Zhao’s reputation will surely soar once more. Aside from those particular existences, there shouldn’t be anyone foolish enough to antagonise us again.”

 

Watching the situation shift rapidly from deadlock to outright suppression, the many powerful experts who followed under Zhao Xueqi’s banner all let savage smiles curl across their faces.

 

The stronger Zhao Xueqi became, the more comfortable their own lives would be. The raw power he was displaying here could only be surpassed, across the entire Myriad Beasts War Domain, by those at the Saint Realm level.

 

Although the strength Qin Yichen had revealed was by no means weak, surpassing in fact what anyone had expected, making it clear that his background must be extraordinarily fearsome.

 

Yet this was not the Myriad Beasts Continent. This was the Myriad Beasts War Domain, where strength was king and cruelty reigned supreme.

 

In a place such as this, even if one were a genius of a Top Tier Race, dying here was simply proof that their abilities were insufficient. The Races standing behind them would never launch a purge of the Myriad Beasts War Domain over something like that. Nor would any Top Tier Race have the capacity to do so.

 

“Hmm?”

 

But just as everyone believed the outcome of the battle had already been decided, someone suddenly noticed that Qin Yichen, though clearly being pushed back and looking rather wretched, had not crumbled outright as they had anticipated.

 

Indeed, those with sharper senses detected that from within him, a terrifying fluctuation appeared to be quietly building.

 

“Nine-fold!”

 

Beneath that Blood Hand, a voice of utter and absolute calm rang out softly. Qin Yichen extended one bare arm, and upon that savage limb that had already condensed eight stacks of force, another stack of terrible power slowly stacked into place.

 

*Scht…*

 

Even though Qin Yichen’s Supreme Tyrant Body had already reached the Minor Accomplishment Realm, without the suppression of the Myriad Dao Divine Armour’s arm guards, the skin upon his arm still split apart from the stacking of such terrible force. Vivid blood seeped through the cracks along his arm, making him look utterly savage.

 

Yet amidst that savagery, the faces of those who had been grinning with bared teeth all turned rigid. They felt it, a power that seemed capable of destroying Heavens and annihilating the Earth itself, slowly and steadily condensing within that bloodstained arm.

 

No one had imagined that Qin Yichen, whom they had believed to be completely out of tricks, still possessed a hidden card of such terrifying magnitude.

 

As that staggering power slowly built layer upon layer, the energy pouring from the Blood Hand, that force which had seemed as though it could corrode the very Heaven and Earth, grew somehow, almost eerily, quiet.