novelraw Chapter 1009 1003: Profound Turtle Water Prison
Chapter 1009 1003: Profound Turtle Water Prison
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Above the sky, ten figures of Ling Yun simultaneously erupted with a mighty bloodthirsty aura, charging towards Qin Yang.
The shadows of the spears made Qin Yang's expression turn grave.
Swish!
The first figure had already approached Qin Yang, the ferocious tip of the spear aiming straight for Qin Yang's forehead.
"Scram."
The Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword in Qin Yang's hand emitted a fierce Sword Aura, slashing at the first blood-clothed figure.
Clang!
The clear sound of Spiritual Treasures clashing resounded, and Qin Yang forced the first blood-clothed figure to retreat.
However, the second, third, and fourth figures swiftly followed, the spear tips of the Blood Dominator Spears carrying a piercing force, aiming directly at Qin Yang's vital points.
Clang, clang, clang!
Qin Yang's expression turned cold, as Sword Qi surged around him, slashing towards the blood-clothed figures.
"Let's see how you resist my Nine Layers of Blood Shadows."
The ten figures of Ling Yun sneered in unison and charged towards Qin Yang.
"Star Body, activate!"
Seeing this, Qin Yang's eyes turned cold, and a streak of Starlight erupted from his body.
"Thunder Shock Sword Skill, Thunder Web!"
Boom!
Qin Yang's speed surged, executing the Thunder Shock Sword Skill, as dense Thunder Light Sword Aura slashed at the ten blood-clothed figures.
Between heaven and earth, Thunder Light Sword Aura intertwined with the ferocious bloodthirsty spear shadows, unleashing a violent burst of energy.
However, facing ten blood-clothed figures intent on attack, Qin Yang, despite his efforts, quickly found himself on the defensive within mere moments.
"Die!"
Boom!
One of the blood-clothed Ling Yun figures found an opening in Qin Yang's defense, the fierce and domineering spear shadow piercing straight towards Qin Yang's chest.
Swish!
Qin Yang's face changed, his figure shifted quickly, but the sharp spear tip tore his left side robe, barely missing his skin.
Swish, swish, swish!
In the next moment, the ten blood-clothed figures charged even more ferociously at Qin Yang.
Boom!
Seeing this, Qin Yang's Spiritual Power surged wildly, and his figure rose tens of feet into the air, temporarily escaping the battle circle.
"You're a Sword Cultivator, yet you possess such formidable close-combat abilities. Once again, you've surprised me."
The ten figures of Ling Yun lifted their heads simultaneously, a glint of coldness and surprise in their eyes as they stared at Qin Yang.
If it were other Late Stage or even Peak Immortal Spirit Realm cultivators, they would have been slain under the encirclement of his Nine Layers of Blood Shadows.
"Nevertheless, no matter your abilities, today you'll die!"
The ten figures of Ling Yun wore icy expressions, a cold smile playing on their lips.
Not to mention, this guy possesses a Sword Dao Puppet, giving enough reason to kill him.
A puppet only becomes ownerless if its master dies or voluntarily removes the Divine Sense imprint.
"Ha, this world doesn't belong to just you who masters a Third Grade Divine Technique."
Qin Yang chuckled lightly, standing in mid-air, his eyes sweeping over the identical blood-clothed figures, a cold gleam flickering in his gaze.
For cultivators in the Immortal Spirit Realm, most cultivate First Grade Divine Techniques. Those who manage to cultivate a Second Grade are rare.
Only cultivation geniuses might掌握a Third Grade Divine Technique, making Ling Yun's mastery of one somewhat remarkable.
"Hmph, sharp-tongued, only resorting to empty words."
Seeing Qin Yang's chuckling demeanor, Ling Yun's face grew more frosty, never having encountered anyone daring to speak to him in such a tone, especially someone from a lower plane whose cultivation was a tier weaker.
Boom, boom, boom!
With that thought, Ling Yun wasted no more words, the ten blood-clothed figures surging with Spiritual Power, their spear tips aimed at Qin Yang, charging towards where he stood high in the sky.
Seeing this, Qin Yang remained unmoved. With a movement of his right hand, he put away the Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword, dispelling the surrounding Thunder Spirit Power.
"Hmm?"
Witnessing Qin Yang's actions, the ten blood-clothed Ling Yun figures all had a flash of surprise in their eyes, seemingly not understanding why he ceased his attack.
Crash~!
Qin Yang spread his hands, and at that moment, the sound of flowing water seemed to resonate throughout the land.
Around Qin Yang's body, the original Thunder Light was replaced by rippling azure water patterns.
"Water Element? Besides Thunder, he also possesses Water Element?"
The ten Ling Yun figures had another glint in their eyes, yet the cunning spear shadows continued to target Qin Yang mercilessly.
Thump, thump, thump!
In the high sky, Qin Yang's figure shifted, retreating a hundred feet.
Swish, swish, swish!
While retreating, Qin Yang's eyes flickered with jet-black light, his seemingly slow hands rapidly forming an ancient seal.
With the transformation of the seal in Qin Yang's hand, a heavy and azure Water Spirit Power surged from within, seeming to plunge into the void.
"Black Tortoise Skill, Profound Turtle Water Prison!"
Qin Yang's gaze was icy as he looked at the attacking figures, coldly uttering the words.
When these simple words left Qin Yang's mouth, the ten figures of Ling Yun had a change in expression, instinctively sensing an impending danger.
"Retreat!"
Being a decisive person, Ling Yun's face went cold, and the pursued figures momentarily halted, attempting to retreat rapidly.
"Too late."
Qin Yang sneered.