novelraw Chapter 1122 - 1115: Shattering the Water Prison
Chapter 1122 - 1115: Shattering the Water Prison
Staring at the ghostly blue water spiritual power surging forth from Qin Yang's body and then bizarrely vanishing into the void, Yuan Ming's brows immediately furrowed. He instinctively sensed a trace of danger, as if something perilous was about to descend.
"Pretending to be mysterious, today I shall slay you!"
Yuan Ming's vicious pupils narrowed, and suddenly, the purple-red fire spirit power around him skyrocketed.
Bang!
Yuan Ming's figure flickered, shooting towards Qin Yang like a stream of purple-red fire.
"Black Tortoise Skill, Profound Turtle Water Prison!"
Facing the rapidly approaching Yuan Ming, Qin Yang's eyes were cold. With a shift in his hand seal, a cold shout came from his mouth.
Buzz~!
Just as this shout fell, a sound of flowing water suddenly echoed between heaven and earth.
Splish-splash!
Around Yuan Ming, there was a ghostly blue water prison wall, an inch thick, which instantly locked Yuan Ming's shooting figure within it.
On the ghostly blue water prison, waves of water law fluctuated. On each of the six water walls, there was a beast shadow of a turtle and snake fusion, exuding an ancient and heavy feeling.
"What is this? Break for me!"
Yuan Ming's gaze condensed, and in his right hand, the purple-red flame surged, transforming into a purple fire fist aura, viciously pounding against the water prison wall.
Boom~!
A huge muffled sound rang out, rippling across the blue water prison wall, and in an instant, the purple fire fist aura dispersed.
Step! Step!
Under the recoil force, Yuan Ming's figure took two steps back within the water prison. Facing the ghostly blue water prison in front, Yuan Ming's handsome face suddenly turned as dark as water.
"Water prison?"
"Young Master Yuan Ming is trapped by the water prison."
"..."
On the viewing platform, numerous gazes fell on the ghostly blue water prison in mid-air.
"Trying to trap me? You need the qualifications first."
In the water prison, Yuan Ming's eyes were gloomy, a purple-red flame burning around him, and between his brows, the flame mark of the purple Ming Yan beast became increasingly hot.
"Break for me!"
Yuan Ming gave a cold shout, the purple-red spiritual flame swirling around both fists, striking at the water wall before him.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The purple-red fist aura, like flaming meteors, pounded down on the ghostly blue water wall. The blue wall, heavy with a peculiar sensation, simply rippled with each impact of the flame fists before dispersing.
"Young Master Yuan Ming's attack can't even break the water prison?!"
On the Yuan Family's platform, the slender figure of Yuan Ting stood abruptly, his aged eyes narrowing.
"This kid is harder to deal with than imagined. That water prison divine technique might have reached the level of a high-grade third-class divine technique."
Grand Elder Yuan Bo's eyes also narrowed as he gazed at the ghostly blue water prison.
"Damn it!"
More than ten fist auras fell on the water wall, yet didn't break the water prison. The look in Yuan Ming's eyes grew even more vicious.
Swish!
Yuan Ming made a motion with both hands, and in an instant, two short halberds covered in purple scales appeared in his hands.
Bang!
The two short purple halberds suddenly burst forth with dazzling purple-red light.
"Break for me!"
Yuan Ming shouted angrily, grasping the twin halberds, and rushed towards the water prison.
"Two top-grade spiritual treasures, does this guy use double halberds?"
Seeing Yuan Ming summoning his spiritual treasure and charging towards the water prison, Qin Yang's eyes slightly narrowed, then a cold glint flashed in them.
"Heh, Young Master Yuan, taste the explosion of the water prison."
Qin Yang chuckled, a trace of icy chill on his face.
Saying this, his slender hands forming seals suddenly joined together!
Boom!!!
At that moment, the ghostly blue water prison suddenly compressed inward.
Inside the water prison, Yuan Ming's eyes suddenly shrank. The purple-red flame spirit power on the twin halberds blazed even more brilliantly, stabbing at the inner wall of the water prison.
Boom~!!!
A loud explosion echoed, and the ghostly blue water prison shattered into countless blue water droplets, crashing onto the Death Battle Platform. The heavy water droplets carved out countless pits in the platform.
"Ah."
Following a cry of anguish, a somewhat disheveled figure wielding double halberds flashed out from the vast mist of blue water droplets.
The figure had disheveled hair, with some blood seeping from the exposed skin. His face bore an abnormal flush.
"Pfft!"
After Yuan Ming flashed out, he spat a mouthful of blood. His flush complexion turned pale, clearly indicating that under the tremendous pressure of the Profound Turtle Water Prison, Yuan Ming's internal organs had sustained significant injury.
"Injured?!"
"Young Master Yuan Ming is injured?!"
"What a formidable water prison! What level of divine technique is it?"
"Oh my, Young Master Yuan, don't lose. I've bet three thousand spirit stones on you!"
"..."
On the viewing platform, one after another, gazes fell on the somewhat disheveled figure, each with a trace of astonishment. This wasn't the scenario they anticipated; Young Master Yuan Ming was injured first.
On the Yuan Family's platform, the faces of Yuan Ba, Grand Elder Yuan Bo, and others drastically changed, appearing somewhat displeased.
"Yuan Ming has actually been hurt?!"
Second Elder Yuan Ting abruptly stood, his aged eyes reflecting disbelief. If an Immortal Venerable Realm harmed Young Master Yuan Ming, it would be understandable, but it was this young lad who wounded him.
In contrast, on the Bai Family platform, the faces of Bai Qingtian and others wore expressions of surprise, but soon afterwards, they displayed traces of delight.
"Qin Yang is so strong."
Bai Ruoxi blinked her beautiful eyes and said.
"Little girl, just watch. This Yuan Ming won't be a match for your Qin Yang."
The chubby Bai said.
"Mm."
Bai Ruoxi nodded her small head firmly.
In the air above the Death Battle Platform, Yuan Ming looked disheveled, standing in mid-air as if he hadn't fully recovered from the incident.
"Damn it!!!"
A moment later, from beneath his disheveled hair, Yuan Ming's sinister eyes glared at Qin Yang, a purple-red flame blazing around him, his aura turning even more ferocious.
Evidently, being wounded by Qin Yang in the presence of so many people brought great shame to Yuan Ming.
"I will tear you apart myself!"
Yuan Ming shouted angrily, the double halberds in his hands blazing with purple-red flames.
"Double Halberd Strangulation!"
Boom!
Yuan Ming's feet stamped on the ground, his figure shooting towards Qin Yang like a missile, wielding the purple double halberds.
Swish swish swish!
The purple-red flames on Yuan Ming's halberds bristled with intense sharpness, and although not yet closing in, it had already engulfed Qin Yang within layers of halberd shadows.
"Then let us battle!"
Qin Yang chuckled coldly. At that moment, the figure in white suddenly erupted with astonishing sword intent.
Swish!
With a thought, the Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword flashed out from Qin Yang's brow, gripped in his hand.
Sizzle~!
Around that white silhouette, circles of lightning wrapped around, swiftly spreading onto the Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword, encircling the icy white blade.
"Thunder Shock Sword Skill, Thunder Net!"
Swish swish swish!
Facing Yuan Ming's impenetrable Double Halberd Strangulation, Qin Yang wielded the Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword. Instantly, the fierce lightning sword aura forced back the purple flaming double halberds.
The situation reversed in an instant.
In mid-air, under the dense lightning sword net, Yuan Ming holding the purple double halberds had a horrified expression.
"Sword Cultivator?!"
"He's not a Body Cultivator, but a Sword Cultivator?!"
"Such a young Sword Cultivator."
"..."
On the viewing platform, seeing the astounding sword intent emanating from Qin Yang and his unmatched fierce offense, shocked voices instantly arose in the Death Battle Arena.
Sword Cultivators are recognized among the various types of cultivators for their most powerful attack capabilities. Many cultivators use swords as their weapon, but they may not necessarily be true Sword Cultivators. However, the young man on the Death Battle Platform undoubtedly possessed visible and vigorous sword intent, clearly identifying him as a genuine Sword Cultivator.