newbobooks Chapter 57 Fierce Battle of Magic, Cold Bones Display Their Power
Chapter 57 Fierce Battle of Magic, Cold Bones Display Their Power
Chapter 57 Fierce Battle of Magic, Cold Bones Display Their Power
Chen Yi's figure flashed like a ghost, his right fist swirling with dark gold patterns. Before the fist even arrived, the cold air had already condensed into frost flowers on the ground.
Within a forty-foot range of divine sense, even the trajectory of a falling leaf could be clearly discerned.
He had been preparing this punch for a long time, aiming at Dong Chang'an's three inches in the back of his heart—one of the key points for the circulation of spiritual power in Foundation Establishment cultivators.
His figure glided silently like a ghost, activating the second-level concealment technique, his aura perfectly blending into the environment, even his breathing becoming nothingness.
Only when the fist was only a few feet away from Dong Chang'an's back did a barely perceptible ripple appear in the air.
"Huh?!" Dong Chang'an's graying hair suddenly fluttered up, and the Foundation Establishment cultivator's divine sense only caught the abnormality at the last moment.
His thin neck veins bulged, and he suddenly turned around. A dark golden fist light was reflected in his cloudy old eyes—Chen Yi's figure had already arrived like lightning!
"You brat, you're courting death!" Dong Chang'an shouted, and the second-tier Vajra Talisman he flung from his sleeve instantly transformed into a golden protective shield. At the same time, his magical power surged, and his figure retreated rapidly like a withered leaf.
However, Chen Yi's fist had already arrived!
"Bang--!"
The golden light of the talisman shattered like thin ice, and the broken spiritual light reflected Dong Chang'an's suddenly contracted pupils—to be able to break through a second-tier defensive talisman with bare hands, this was the body cultivator of the Bone Refining Realm!
"You've actually reached the Foundation Establishment stage in Body Refinement?!" Dong Chang'an exclaimed in shock and anger, his voice hoarse as if sandpaper were being scraped. "Those demonic beasts must have all gone into your stomach! Otherwise, how could you have progressed so quickly?!"
His eyes were cold and ruthless, his withered, claw-like fingers forming hand seals, and his magical power surged like a venomous snake: "You occupied my cave, ate my demonic beasts, and killed my disciples—you deserve to die!"
Before he finished speaking, another high-grade defensive magic artifact, a bronze shield, flew out from his sleeve. The shield's surface was covered in flashing runes, and it expanded as it faced the wind. The runes on the shield's surface shone like stars, attempting to block Chen Yi's pursuit.
Chen Yi did not answer, his figure following him like a shadow.
When the right fist struck again, the golden light turned into a blue-gold hue, and spiderweb-like ice crystal trails condensed in the air.
This punch was three times heavier than the previous one, its force covering Dong Chang'an's entire body for three zhang, sealing off all escape routes.
"when--!"
The bronze shield trembled violently, and spiderweb-like cracks instantly covered its surface.
Dong Chang'an groaned and staggered backward.
The magic and divine sense attached to the shield were forcibly shattered, and the backlash caused an abnormal flush to appear on his gaunt face.
"Your strength... is no ordinary bone refinement!" His old face twisted in disbelief, his voice filled with astonishment.
"In such a short time, you've actually refined a piece of bronze bone?! How could a mere mortal martial artist like you possess such talent?!"
Chen Yi's fist strikes were like a tidal wave, and the third punch followed immediately.
This time, the golden light of the punch was contained, but it burst into a dazzling cold light the moment it touched the shield.
With a crisp "crack," the bronze shield shattered into pieces, the fragments shooting out like meteors, leaving several bloody streaks on Dong Chang'an's Taoist robe.
Dong Chang'an's expression finally changed. After all, he was getting old; his physique wasn't what it used to be, and his magical power had also declined considerably.
In a moment of urgency, he hastily formed a magic seal.
Two talismans flew out from his sleeve and spontaneously combusted without wind—the Wind Speed Talisman allowed him to retreat like a swallow, while the Lightness Talisman made his withered body float like willow catkins.
At the same time, he slapped the spirit beast pouch at his waist: "Crimson Flame Sparrow!"
"Hey——!"
A streak of crimson light shot out as the Crimson Flame Sparrow, at the early stage of the second tier, flapped its wings and circled, its beak opening to spew out a blazing fireball.
Chen Yi dodged to the side, the fireball grazing past him and blasting a crater about ten feet deep behind him.
The fallen leaves on the ground instantly carbonized, and the heat wave distorted the air.
The Crimson Flame Sparrow flapped its wings and cried out, its body surging with crimson flames, transforming into a fiery red streak that rushed straight towards Chen Yi's face!
Chen Yi's pupils contracted slightly, and he retreated rapidly. But then he saw the bird flap its wings and draw a strange arc in the air, its sharp claws like hooks, aiming straight for his throat!
"Wow, that's fast!"
Chen Yi felt a chill run down his spine. This Crimson Flame Sparrow was not only as fast as a mid-stage second-tier demon beast, but its flight trajectory was also unpredictable and tricky. Even with his current body-refining technique, he could not completely avoid it.
Seeing this, Dong Chang'an, who had already retreated more than ten feet, grinned maliciously on his gaunt face: "A mere strongman? With the Spirit Sparrow suppressing me, and keeping my distance, you're just a sitting duck. Let's see how you die today!"
With a flick of his sleeve, a dark blue flying sword rose into the air, its blade wreathed in chilling aura, locking onto Chen Yi from afar.
"Frost Sword, go!"
The flying sword pierced the air, leaving a trail of ice crystals as it hurtled straight at Chen Yi's back!
At the same time, he made hand seals, and a blood-red light shone. His vast spiritual power was being mobilized wildly, clearly preparing some kind of large-scale spell.
The Crimson Flame Sparrow, the flying sword, and the intense magical fluctuations in the distance put Chen Yi on the defensive.
But he was fearless.
During his daily cultivation, he sought extreme stability, expending resources to enhance his strength.
But when it came to a life-or-death battle, he became incredibly calm. He knew he was tough and resilient, and these attacks posed no immediate threat to him.
But today's goal is to kill Dong Chang'an before others notice anything amiss, otherwise he will have no choice but to flee like Zhao Jingwu.
The ice crystal flying sword pierced through the air and arrived. Even before the blade reached him, the biting cold air stung Chen Yi's cheeks.
He suddenly lowered his body, lightly touched the ground with his toes, and slid three feet to the side like a ghost. The flying sword grazed his neck, lifting a strand of hair.
"Hmph, your reaction isn't slow." Dong Chang'an felt a little regretful. His superior-grade flying sword was imbued with icy spiritual power, which could freeze magic power and slow down the enemy's reaction speed. It was especially effective against body cultivators. If someone was stabbed by it, even if they didn't die, their speed would be greatly reduced.
With another thought, he channeled another burst of magical power to connect with the flying sword.
The blue flying sword circled in the air once before shooting towards Chen Yi again.
Chen Yi's right fist flashed with dark gold patterns, and his middle finger curled up, striking the spine of the flying sword precisely in the instant it spun around—
"Clang!"
Amidst the clanging of metal and stone, the flying sword veered off course, plunging into an ancient tree ten feet away, whereupon the tree trunk instantly condensed into a spiderweb of frost.
Chen Yi let out a muffled groan, staggered back three steps, and clutched his right wrist with his left hand, "blood" seeping from between his fingers. He was breathing heavily and his face was "pale," clearly showing signs of a backlash from his magical power.
"How dare you try to take my flying sword head-on! Then taste what it's like to have one of your hands frozen off by the Ice Soul, hehe!"
Dong Chang'an's face showed a smug expression as he commanded his spirit pet, "Spirit Flame Sparrow, go!"
"Hey——!"
Seeing this, the Crimson Flame Sparrow cried out sharply, seizing an opening to swoop down again. This time, its wings condensed into crimson arrows, aiming straight for Chen Yi's throat!
Chen Yi's face showed "panic," and he barely raised his arm to block, his fist hastily flashing with a thin layer of golden light as he met the sparrow's claw.
A cunning glint flashed in the Crimson Flame Sparrow's eyes. It suddenly changed direction in mid-air, completing a double turn at high speed within a distance of about ten feet, circling around to Chen Yi's side, its sharp claws like hooks, and fiercely grabbing down!
however--
Chen Yi's previous golden fist strike shattered silently, replaced by a right fist with ten times the intensity of the golden energy.
Looking at his right fist, the skin was perfectly smooth, without a trace of injury.
Realizing it had been tricked, the Crimson Flame Sparrow abruptly stopped its sharp cry, but it was too late. It was horrified to discover that Chen Yi's true killing punch had already reached its side at some unknown time!
The dark gold fist energy suddenly erupted, like a meteor falling to earth, and slammed hard into half of the Crimson Flame Sparrow's body!
"Crack!" With the sound of bones shattering, the Crimson Flame Sparrow cried out and fell to the ground, its flames withering away like a withered flower.
Chen Yi was slightly surprised to find that his punch hadn't killed the firebird.
This hairy beast took my punch and it still didn't explode; it's incredibly sturdy.
Dong Chang'an's pupils suddenly contracted, and his expression changed:
"Firebird!"
The way he looked at Chen Yi changed:
"He was able to catch my flying sword with a flick of his finger and severely injure a second-tier Crimson Flame Sparrow with a single punch. He even pretended to be injured and used an illusion to deceive the Fire Sparrow."
"You thief, are you even human?!"
Enraged, Dong Chang'an gritted his teeth and unleashed a torrent of physical and magical power, his hands surging with even greater intensity.
Fortunately, his large-scale second-tier spell was already in place. The plant-based spell carried a blood-red poisonous mist, and the surrounding vegetation rapidly absorbed the energy of his blood shield formation, growing wildly and binding Chen Yi.
His expression was ferocious. "You scoundrel, I'll suck your flesh dry!"
Amidst the churning crimson poisonous mist, Dong Chang'an's emaciated body vanished like a ghost into the wildly growing vines.
The plants twisted into hideous tentacles, their surfaces oozing dark red sap, corroding even the soil and rocks in their wake, creating honeycomb-like holes.
"laugh--!"
A blood vine as thick as a bowl suddenly burst from the ground beneath Chen Yi's feet, its sharp tip piercing straight for his throat!
Chen Yi dodged to the side, and the vine tip suddenly burst open as it grazed his neck, splashing out dozens of drops of foul-smelling venom.
"Hide? Let's see how long you can hide!" Dong Chang'an's hoarse voice came from all directions, his ten fingers forming hand seals like butterflies flitting among flowers.
The ground trembled violently, and more blood vines, like giant pythons, lashed out, instantly cornering Chen Yi.
Chen Yi suddenly stopped, his right fist blazing with golden light, and slammed down to meet the first three blood vines that attacked him—
"Snap!"
The vine snapped with a snap, and a liquid resembling human blood seeped from the cut surface.
But the broken vines take root as soon as they hit the ground and grow new branches in the blink of an eye.
More vines took the opportunity to entwine around Chen Yi's legs, their sharp barbs digging into his flesh and frantically sucking away his blood and qi.
A smug gleam flashed in Dong Chang'an's cloudy old eyes: "Body cultivators have abundant qi and blood? Perfect nourishment for my blood vines!"
He bit his tongue, forcing out three drops of blood essence which he flicked into the array's eye.
The entire blood vine forest suddenly emitted a shrill cry like a baby's wail, and the vines' growth rate doubled again.
The crimson vines coiled around Chen Yi like venomous snakes, their sharp barbs piercing his skin with a hissing, corrosive sound.
However, those poisonous thorns that were powerful enough to pierce the flesh of a peak Qi Refining cultivator broke off when they touched Chen Yi's body, leaving only shallow white marks on his skin.
A flicker of surprise flashed in Dong Chang'an's cloudy old eyes, followed by a sneer: "A mere Bone Refining cultivator dares to withstand my Blood Fiend Poison Vine?!"
He formed a hand seal with his withered claws, and his internal magic power surged wildly. The main trunk of the blood vine suddenly expanded, and a dark red poisonous thorn as thick as an infant's arm protruded from the center of the vine, its tip gleaming with a cold, eerie green light—this was a mid-grade second-tier poisonous thorn, specifically designed to break through the defenses of body cultivators!
"Break it for me!"
"Pfft!" The poisonous stinger pierced Chen Yi's right arm, and the eerie green venom instantly flowed into his bloodstream.
Dong Chang'an grinned, as if he could already see Chen Yi's body covered in festering sores.
however--
The instant the venom entered Chen Yi's body, a system notification flashed in his mind: [Second-tier toxin detected, currently absorbing.]
Before the eerie green venom could spread, it was devoured and decomposed, transforming into pure energy that merged into the meridians.
Chen Yi's eyes were icy cold, and with a twitch of his right arm muscles, he snapped the poisonous thorn in two!
"What?!" Dong Chang'an's pupils constricted sharply. "You can actually ignore second-tier poison?!"
He was horrified and hurriedly urged the blood vine to absorb blood, but found that the part of the vine that pierced into Chen Yi's body suddenly condensed into ice crystals—the "cold metal" property in Chen Yi's bones erupted, and the extreme cold energy rebounded along the vine, freezing the blood-absorbing vine into an ice pop!
"Cold Bones?! You actually forged bones with special attributes! How could the Jade Dragon Sect's warrior inheritance be so advanced?!" Dong Chang'an's voice trembled, and for the first time, shock appeared on his gaunt face.
Chen Yi, who was wrapped in vines, suddenly turned into an ice sculpture and exploded, with countless ice crystal fragments refracting to create more than a dozen afterimages of Chen Yi.
The real Chen Yi appeared like a ghost three zhang behind Dong Chang'an, the dark gold patterns on his right fist now turning bronze.
"An illusion?!" Dong Chang'an turned around hastily, only to see that wherever Chen Yi's fist passed, the air condensed into frost patterns. The pursuing vines froze into icicles the moment they touched the fist's force, shattering into pieces on the ground.
Dong Chang'an's expression changed repeatedly, and he hurriedly made a hand seal to detonate the Blood Vine Forest.
Suddenly, Chen Yi let out a silent shriek, and a silver light pierced his brow like lightning—
"Divine Sense Needle Puncture!"
"Ah!" Dong Chang'an screamed in agony, clutching his head, as if his mind was being pierced by a thousand needles.
In that brief moment of hesitation, Chen Yi's bronze fist energy had already slammed into his chest!
"Bang!"
With a dull thud, the protective shield of Dong Chang'an's Taoist robe shattered like paper.
His hunched body flew backward like a tattered sack, crashing through seven or eight ancient trees before coming to a stop, his gaunt face filled with disbelief.
"A mental attack?! You're just a physical cultivator." Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, revealing a fist-shaped frost wound on his chest.
Chen Yi walked across the ice crystals scattered on the ground, and with each step, golden light seeped into the earth's veins.
The frenzied blood vines suddenly froze, their roots now covered in ice crystals.
He looked down at Dong Chang'an, who was coughing up blood, his gaze colder than the frost of Han Yujiao:
"Old dog, enjoying your blood vine?" His right fist slowly rose, its bronze gleam as menacing as a knife in the moonlight. "Now it's my turn!"
Chen Yi's right fist blazed with golden light, a dark golden luster flowing beneath his skin, as he suddenly unleashed his power—
"Crack!" The frozen vines shattered like glass!
Dong Chang'an hastily retreated, simultaneously biting his tongue and spitting out blood as he roared, "Blood Escape!"
A cloud of blood mist exploded, his figure instantly blurring as he was about to transform into a streak of blood and escape—
However, Chen Yi's right fist had been poised to strike, and the dark gold crystal that had been compressed and accumulated in his fist for more than a month suddenly erupted!
"boom--!"
The dark gold fist energy exploded like the blazing sun, and the violent heat wave evaporated the blood mist!
Dong Chang'an's body had just emerged from the Blood Escape when he was pierced through the chest by this punch!
"That punch..." He stared blankly at the bowl-sized hole in his chest. The magical shield in front of the hole was pierced through like paper, and his internal organs inside his chest had been burned to charcoal. "It could definitely kill a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator. How could a novice like you, who is only at the Body Refinement stage, possibly do that?"
Dong Chang'an's pupils dilated, his emaciated body slumped to the ground like a tattered sack. His throat bobbed, gushing out a mouthful of black blood, his hoarse voice filled with resentment and bitterness:
"I have endured humiliation and hardship for many years, serving as a dog for the sect and stealing blood cultivation techniques, all for the sake of a second-tier spiritual vein dojo, to bring peace to the clan."
"I never expected to be defeated by a coward like you. This is just an ordinary body-refining technique from the Jade Dragon Sect, how could it be so powerful in your hands?"
Before he could finish speaking, the force of the Cold Gold Fist erupted, blasting his head into shattered ice crystals.
"Old dog, you talk too much."
Chen Yi flicked his wrist, and as the golden light shone through, the tiny wounds on his skin quickly healed.
He quickly cleaned up the battlefield, swiftly took Dong Chang'an's storage bag, and also picked up the Frost Flying Sword and the shattered shield artifact that had fallen to the ground.
He picked up the Crimson Flame Sparrow that had fallen to the ground, stuffed it into his spirit beast pouch, and took it with him.
"You hairy beast, you're quite sturdy, your meat should be of good quality. It'll be perfect as a spiritual meal to aid my cultivation."
There was also a memory stone on the ground. Chen Yi used his divine sense to investigate and found that it was engraved with the Jade Dragon Sect's tracking array, which was difficult to destroy.
Moreover, the only information inside was about Dong Chang'an torturing Huo Sanniang. Huo Sanniang's memories appeared in Dong Chang'an's mind and were not recorded by the recording stone.
When Chen Yi appeared, he was using a fake appearance; only a side profile of him punching was recorded.
After thinking it over, Chen Yi left it behind and didn't take it with him. If the other party relied on the information from this recording stone, it would only be more difficult for them to find Chen Yi.
Moreover, since it could expose evidence that Dong Chang'an was practicing evil arts, the Jade Dragon Sect's Enforcement Hall couldn't show favoritism in public.
Furthermore, even if Chen Yi obtained the recording stone, it would be difficult to handle. He had given the previous recording stone to Qin Chengcheng, who then made a deal with Dong Chang'an.
If this is handed over to Qin Chengcheng again, she will probably only be able to get some benefits from the Jade Dragon Sect, but Chen Yi will face a greater risk of exposure.
It's not worth it.
Chen Yi briefly inspected the battlefield again, carefully cleaning up any traces that might lead to him, including soil and rocks that still bore the scent of his punches, and put them into Dong Chang'an's storage bag.
There was no way to conceal this place anymore. First, it was shrouded in a blood-red array, then Dong Chang'an used a forbidden technique to corrode the environment, and then it was corroded again during the battle. Dong Chang'an's corpse was shattered beyond repair.
Dong Chang'an's Blood Thorn spell absorbed most of the energy of the Crimson Array.
As the fight progressed, the magical fluctuations here could no longer be concealed.
Several miles away at the concert, sword lights were already rising into the sky, flying towards this direction.
Unable to clean up the battlefield, Chen Yi had no choice but to turn and leave.
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