novelraw Chapter 117 : Qi Hao Breaks Through in the Heat of Battle
Chapter 117 : Qi Hao Breaks Through in the Heat of Battle
Chapter 117: Qi Hao Breaks Through in the Heat of Battle
At this moment, after Fa Xiang and the others flew downward for a short distance, they suddenly sensed a peculiar fluctuation, causing their expressions to tighten.
Turning their heads to look, they saw that at some unknown point in time, more than a dozen tall, transparent, human-shaped ghosts had appeared ahead of them.
The moment these ghosts saw Fa Xiang and the others, a blood-red glow surged in their eyes, and with shrill howls they launched an attack.
Fa Xiang and the others were greatly alarmed, because they sensed that these ghosts were far from weak. The weakest among them were comparable to the Sixth Level of the Jade Purity Realm of the Qingyun Sect, while the strongest had even reached the Ninth Level of the Jade Purity Realm.
Fa Xiang cried out in alarm, “Everyone, be careful!”
The group nodded solemnly, each summoning their magic treasures, attempting to annihilate these ghosts in one decisive strike.
However, matters were not as simple as they had imagined.
Although these ghosts possessed no magic treasures, they were able to utilize the deathly aura within the gray fog space to launch attacks, weakening the power of the group’s magic treasures.
When the magic treasures bombarded the ghosts, their might was still greatly diminished, posing little threat to these beings.
For a time, the battle between both sides fell into a stalemate.
As the fight dragged on, the group was gradually scattered by the ghosts, forced to fight individually.
Qin Wuyan and the others, hiding in the rear, saw this and were overjoyed. “The chance has come!”
Immediately, Qin Wuyan led the Bloodsucking Old Demon, Elder Nian, and the others, flying toward Fa Xiang’s direction.
They planned to kill Fa Xiang first.
After all, among this group, Fa Xiang was the strongest. As long as Fa Xiang was killed, the rest would be nothing to fear.
At this time, Fa Xiang was engaged in a fierce battle with a ghost at the Ninth Level of the Jade Purity Realm.
Although this ghost was extremely powerful, it was still unable to hold up under Fa Xiang’s hands.
After only a few exchanges, Fa Xiang struck it apart with a single move.
Just as Fa Xiang let out a breath of relief and prepared to turn around to support the others, several magic treasure attacks suddenly came from behind.
Fa Xiang was horrified and hurriedly executed the Dao techniques of Tianyin Temple, constructing a golden defense in front of himself.
The magic treasures struck the defense instantly, releasing waves of booming sounds that spread outward, only to be quickly weakened by the black fog.
Even so, the commotion was still sensed by other righteous disciples, who attempted to rush over to help, but were firmly entangled by the ghosts before them.
These ghosts, though inferior in strength to them at the same realm, still required considerable time to be slain.
Fa Xiang was blasted backward by the terrifying impact of the magic treasures, and the golden protective shield shattered instantly.
A mouthful of blood sprayed out, his face turning as pale as paper.
His body, which had not yet fully recovered, suffered yet another blow, and his aura became extremely weakened.
However, Fa Xiang reacted extremely quickly. While still in midair, he redirected his spiritual power and executed a movement technique recorded in the Great Brahma Prajna Art. His figure flashed, and he sped off into the distance.
After blasting Fa Xiang away, Qin Wuyan and the others were about to move in for the killing blow, only to see Fa Xiang’s figure flash once within the gray fog before vanishing without a trace.
Qin Wuyan’s expression changed drastically as he urgently shouted, “Chase him!”
The group pursued, but the gray fog severely suppressed divine sense and restricted vision. In the blink of an eye, they lost Fa Xiang completely.
“Damn it!”
Qin Wuyan was furious, yet he did not waste even a moment.
After sensing the sounds of battle elsewhere, he said, “Forget Fa Xiang for now. Go surround and kill the others!”
The group nodded in agreement and immediately flew toward the distance.
Not long after, they arrived at another battlefield.
At this time, Qi Hao was wielding the Ice Immortal Sword, locked in fierce combat with a ghost possessing strength at the Eighth Level of the Jade Purity Realm.
This ghost was already no match for Qi Hao, and with its limited methods, it was severely injured after a dozen exchanges.
Just as Qi Hao was about to deliver the finishing blow, a sharp sound of air tearing suddenly came from behind him.
Qi Hao was startled and quickly turned his head, only to see Qin Wuyan and the others charging toward him at some unknown moment.
Without hesitation, Qi Hao’s figure flashed as he attempted to escape into the black fog.
He knew that with his personal strength, he was no match at all for Qin Wuyan and the others.
Seeing this, the Bloodsucking Old Demon immediately struck out with a palm. In an instant, a massive blood-red claw formed and grabbed toward Qi Hao.
Qi Hao hurriedly activated the Ice Immortal Sword, erecting a wall of ice in front of himself in an attempt to block the attack.
But the gap between his strength and that of the Bloodsucking Old Demon was simply too vast. The ice wall shattered instantly, and the blood claw slammed heavily into his body, blasting him away.
Qi Hao felt intense pain throughout his body as a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Having learned their lesson from dealing with Fa Xiang, Qin Wuyan and the others had no intention of giving Qi Hao any chance to catch his breath. Their figures flashed as they closed in on him.
Looking at the enemies drawing near, despair flashed through Qi Hao’s heart. He thought to himself: Am I really going to die here today?
He had no other means to save his life. If this continued, death was inevitable.
Qin Wuyan and the others rapidly closed the distance, each summoning magic treasures to attack Qi Hao.
At the instant those magic treasures were about to strike him, a terrifying fluctuation suddenly erupted from Qi Hao’s body.
Qi Hao’s originally despairing state of mind was jolted.
Seeing this scene, he froze for a moment, then hurriedly sensed the condition within his body, unable to suppress a look of wild joy.
It turned out that at the instant he fell into mortal danger, he bound himself to that junior brother, and his strength once again achieved a breakthrough.
Under the System’s amplification of several times, or even more than tenfold, his cultivation broke through to the First Level of the Upper Purity Realm in the blink of an eye.
This sudden change filled Qi Hao with overwhelming excitement.
It also allowed him to see hope of survival in a desperate situation.
Immediately afterward, at the very moment Qin Wuyan and the others’ magic treasures were about to strike him.
Qi Hao suddenly swung his right hand, and a wall of ice was rapidly woven into existence in front of him. At the same time, he held the Ice Immortal Sword horizontally before his chest.
A thunderous boom rang out. The ice wall shattered instantly, and then those magic treasures slammed heavily into the enlarged Ice Immortal Sword.
“Bang!”
With a deafening crash, Qi Hao was blasted away by the impact of more than ten magic treasures.
Seeing this sudden turn of events, Qin Wuyan and the others’ expressions changed dramatically.
Qin Wuyan cried out in shock, “Breaking through in the heat of battle? How is that possible?”
Qin Wuyan was completely stunned. Breaking through mid-battle—wasn’t that treatment reserved for the protagonist? How could Qi Hao possibly break through in the heat of battle?
However, the aura of the Upper Purity Realm emanating from Qi Hao was unmistakable, leaving no room for doubt.
This time, although Qi Hao had been blasted away, he did not suffer overly severe injuries.
The immense power brought about by the breakthrough washed through his body, and the surge of vitality within him restored much of his injuries.
At present, among this group, the only one who truly posed a threat to him was the Bloodsucking Old Ghost. The others no longer mattered to him.
Nevertheless, considering that his body still bore lingering injuries, he did not wish to linger in battle.
Qi Hao, having regained the ability to fight back, did not hesitate. His right hand tightly gripped the Ice Immortal Sword as terrifying arcs of icy sword radiance slashed out one after another, attacking the Bloodsucking Old Ghost and Qin Wuyan’s group.
Seeing this, the Bloodsucking Old Ghost’s expression turned solemn.
Although his strength was slightly greater than Qi Hao’s, both were now in the Upper Purity Realm, and Qi Hao’s attacks were already capable of threatening him.
Faced with the fierce icy sword qi, the Bloodsucking Old Ghost had no choice but to focus intently on defending himself, while also splitting his attention to protect the other demonic cultivators.
This situation happened to give Qi Hao the perfect chance to escape.
Seeing that the icy sword qi successfully restrained the Bloodsucking Old Ghost and the others, Qi Hao’s figure flashed as he sped off into the distance, disappearing from this space in just a few moments.
Qin Wuyan and the others stared in the direction Qi Hao fled, furious beyond measure.
However, no matter how angry they were, it was now useless.
They had never imagined that in such a short time, two “big fish” from the righteous side would both escape.
Just as Qin Wuyan was preparing to search for the traces of other righteous disciples, the battles elsewhere had already come to an end.
It turned out that the intense fluctuations produced earlier by Qin Wuyan’s group while fighting Fa Xiang and Qi Hao had long since drawn the attention of other righteous disciples.
After killing the aberrant spirits, these righteous disciples sensed that the distant battle had subsided, and immediately scattered and fled, not daring to go and investigate at all.
They knew full well that with their own strength, if they encountered the demonic cultivators, preserving their lives would be as difficult as ascending to the heavens.