Top-level Qi Luck: Leading My Clan to Cultivate-Chapter 1279 - 665: Yang Yinghai’s Helplessness_2

But in the end, Lin Tianming still managed to steady his posture, suppressing the turbulent Qi-Blood within his body at the first possible moment, gradually restoring himself to a normal state.

On the other hand, Yang Yinghai’s reaction was notably even more intense compared to Lin Tianming.

Although he had that special Defense Treasure, which could offset a portion of the attack’s power and even reflect a part of the attack back at Lin Tianming.

Lin Tianming’s body was extremely robust, his Qi-Blood immensely powerful, granting him extraordinary resilience against impact.

Yang Yinghai, on the other hand, could not compare to Lin Tianming’s physical condition and had to endure a portion of the force.

As for that force, though it wasn’t very large in magnitude,

even a mere ten or twenty percent was enough to make a Late Stage Golden Core Expert feel the threat of death.

Indeed, Yang Yinghai truly felt the threat of fatal peril.

Moreover, Lin Tianming’s strike earlier came with extreme ferocity; coupled with the pressure exerted by the Sword Array, Yang Yinghai had to hastily respond to this wave of attacks.

Under such conditions, the fact that he successfully parried the blows without sustaining serious injuries made Yang Yinghai feel content.

Though compared to Lin Tianming at the moment, he seemed to have suffered some disadvantages,

but regardless, he had withstood this round of attacks, gaining himself some valuable time.

Just for this reason alone, Yang Yinghai was already satisfied.

Now, Yang Yinghai seized upon this rare momentary lull in the assault, pondering his countermeasures internally.

He knew that Lin Tianming’s Sword Array had already been fully formed and was constantly preventing him from escaping this encirclement and suppression.

Under such circumstances, attempting to attack the Sword Array Barricade and break free from the restraint through sheer offensive force was proving to be exceedingly difficult.

In light of this, Yang Yinghai resolved to confront Lin Tianming head-on with determination.

As long as Lin Tianming could be heavily injured or killed outright, all crises would naturally be resolved.

Otherwise, everything would continue as an endless loop of entrapment.

This kind of predicament was not something Yang Yinghai wished to face or experience firsthand.

Having made up his mind, Yang Yinghai’s conviction hardened.

At this moment, Yang Yinghai devoted all his focus, banishing thoughts of alternative strategies, intent solely on defeating Lin Tianming from the front.

Then, in the next instant, Yang Yinghai unleashed his attack without reservation.

In that moment, Yang Yinghai swung his sleeve, releasing several Third Order Attack Talismans, which instantly transformed into a torrent of Sword Qi suppressing Lin Tianming.

Yang Yinghai’s execution speed was remarkable—everything was completed in the blink of an eye.

Afterward, Yang Yinghai showed no intention of stopping.

He then tossed his Treasure Sword skyward, immediately following up with a spell incantation.

Once the sound of sword cries echoed, Yang Yinghai spat out several mouthfuls of essence blood, precisely scattering it onto the pulsating Treasure Sword.

After the pleasing sound of Sword Whistles filled the air, the Treasure Sword on his body emitted a dazzling silver-white glow.

Soon after, the sword began to transform, eventually forming hundreds upon thousands of strands of Sword Qi, which hovered uniformly in mid-air.

At this juncture, sensing the dramatic changes overhead, Yang Yinghai’s gaze hardened, his expression solemn, betraying a tinge of reluctance toward this particular Spirit Art.

Opposite him, Lin Tianming was now similarly aware of the myriad strands of Sword Qi gathering before him.

Among these Sword Qi, a very small fraction was formed through the Third Order Talismans.

In Lin Tianming’s view, this technique was not yet enough to intimidate him.

However, the sheer volume of Sword Qi was overwhelming, with the majority originating from Yang Yinghai’s subsequent technique.

Once Yang Yinghai had completed his sequence of moves, an overwhelming aura swept forth like a tide, causing Lin Tianming’s Daoist robe to flutter, the intense Sword Qi paired with Gang Wind battering against his face.

At this moment, Lin Tianming concluded in his heart that Yang Yinghai was prepared for a desperate gambit.

Moreover, this wave of Sword Qi attacks was undoubtedly a Spirit Art.

As for its grade, even Lin Tianming couldn’t precisely determine it.

However, as the accumulation of Sword Qi continued to grow and its aura intensified, Lin Tianming managed to make a judgment.

"This is likely a Profound Grade Spirit Art!"

"At worst, it must undoubtedly be the most outstanding among Yellow Grade Spirit Techniques."

With these thoughts, Lin Tianming furrowed his brows, his sense of apprehension growing ever stronger.

Smoothing his emotions somewhat, Lin Tianming began considering his countermeasures.

Soon enough, Lin Tianming initiated his actions.

In that instant, Lin Tianming pivoted, leveraging the Eye of Five Colors as an aid, slipping away with serpentine agility.

His movement speed was so swift that the ordinary naked eye couldn’t perceive his trajectory.

Simultaneously, Lin Tianming unleashed a torrent of Sword Qi, shooting it into the incoming maelstrom of Sword Qi.

Having done this, Lin Tianming seemed unsatisfied.

Thus, he brandished his defensive treasure in his hand, ready to directly resist Yang Yinghai’s strike at any moment.

The reasoning behind his actions was never to attempt to shatter Yang Yinghai’s attack outright.

He understood that even his ordinary Sword Qi was entirely incomparable to Yang Yinghai’s Spirit Art.

Rather, his goal was to disrupt the endless torrent of Sword Qi, disorganize its formations, and thereby buy himself some precious time.

Additionally, once the Sword Qi targeting him became chaotic, Lin Tianming could rely on the Eye of Five Colors to pinpoint flaws with even greater precision, making timely decisions for optimal evasion routes.

With these aims in mind, Lin Tianming acted decisively within the shortest possible timeframe.

And as expected, everything unfolded as Lin Tianming anticipated.

In Lin Tianming’s field of vision, his self-prompted Sword Qi charged into the sea of Sword Qi, only to be devoured entirely, as if drops of water were consumed by an ocean without creating ripples.

Although the impact of these few strands of Sword Qi was limited, they weren’t completely futile.

Just as he intended, his Sword Qi, charging recklessly, did indeed alter the trajectory of a portion of Yang Yinghai’s Sword Qi, disrupting its rhythm slightly.

Against this backdrop, Lin Tianming’s movement speed increased further, ultimately navigating a path through the aid of the Eye of Five Colors to find the optimal evasive route.

Still, the attack had amassed an overwhelming number of Sword Qi—each strand contained immense destructive power.

Even Yang Yinghai’s Sword Qi numbered in the thousands and thousands.

The dense concentration nearly occupied one-third of the Sword Array’s coverage area.

Such density was enough to make one’s scalp tingle.

Under such perilous circumstances, Lin Tianming maneuvered like a swallow, evading 99% of the Sword Qi.

Yet, even after navigating through the sea of Sword Qi, a dozen or so strands remained unavoidable.

Ultimately, Lin Tianming had no choice but to directly endure these stray strands of Sword Qi.

Fortunately, Lin Tianming had prepared for such scenarios and put in contingencies to minimize his risk during critical moments.

Hence, Lin Tianming used his defensive treasure to obstruct the remaining Sword Qi.

By the time he had passed through layer upon layer of obstacles, Lin Tianming had advanced by several dozen zhang.

At this moment, Lin Tianming’s complexion was slightly pale, and his lips seeped trace amounts of blood.

Earlier, Lin Tianming had withstood several Sword Qi impacts, and though they were shielded by his Defense Treasure, the powerful reverberation still reached his body.

For a while, Lin Tianming’s internal energy shook violently, and his Qi-Blood churned uncontrollably, nearly resulting in significant injury.

In the end, however, the outcome turned out well, successfully achieving Lin Tianming’s intention.

Currently, he and Yang Yinghai were growing increasingly close, almost right under each other’s watch.

At this moment, Yang Yinghai noticed that Lin Tianming had passed through the sea of Sword Qi almost unscathed, his expression marked by renewed shock.

After all, the Spirit Art he’d activated was far from a common technique.

Though its grade was merely Yellow Grade, it boasted incredibly formidable attack power and was designed for large-scale offensive strikes.

Thus, this Spirit Art was famous throughout Jinfeng Nation, virtually known by all.

As for Tianqing Sect, which had been inherited over many years, they only grasped a handful of Spirit Arts themselves.

Among those, the Spirit Art Yang Yinghai was now deploying ranked just below the Profound Grade Spirit Art possessed by Tianqing Sect.

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