Embers of Sword

Chapter 603 Golden Thread Cage

"As expected of Yan Xin's disciple."

Chongkan looked at the blood seeping from his palm and spoke in a low voice.

He narrowly escaped infection.

The golden threads of destiny suspended underground were of excellent quality. If I'm not mistaken... these were not Dao domain threads condensed from the Dao's intent, but were very likely special treasures that had been tempered by the [Hun Yuan Yi], at least reaching the "spiritual treasure" level.

There was no idea how many golden threads were still scattered throughout the reeds at that moment. If he were to actually collide with them with his bare body, he would likely suffer severe injuries.

Although he was at the eighth level of the Yang God realm, he was not a martial artist after all, and his physical body still had defects.

A normal duel, protected by the Great Dao.

These gold threads will not harm your body.

However, the "insidious" aspect of Chen Jingxuan's plan was that while the Great Dao River Treasure Technique was suppressing Chongkan, it also caused Chongkan to lose his focus briefly and be unable to condense his Dao... He wanted to seize the moment when Chongkan was distracted to complete this fatal blow.

As long as the opportunity arises.

This kind of killer move might actually work.

"It's just a pity... you're still too young."

Chongkan remained calm and lightly flicked his hand.

That attack just now hollowed out a large portion of the mudflat wetland.

The ground collapsed completely, and the black-robed Grandmaster, riding the wind, stood suspended in mid-air.

After his arm fell to his side, blood flowed down his palm.

A series of crimson blood beads fell into the abyss, were cut in half by golden threads, and then continued to fall.

"If... these are all the methods you have, you are probably still far from sufficient."

The gold thread is exposed.

Chongkan was already prepared. He silently circulated his vital energy, and a wisp of solidified chaotic energy emerged from his Daoist robe.

Chen Jingxuan possessed a "spiritual treasure".

He has the same.

This chaotic and turbid energy, called "Chaotic Breath," was extracted from the Yin-Yang Mirror. Chaotic Breath can be considered a kind of yin and filth. After the collision of yin and yang energies, "chaotic filth" is produced and discarded by the treasure mirror. This filth is untainted by the Dao and untouched by dust... Originally, there was only a wisp of it, which Chongkan deliberately left to collect. Gradually, it accumulated and eventually condensed into the size of a fist.

This "Chaotic Breath" can almost clash with all the treasures imbued with the Great Dao, and it won't be at a disadvantage.

If he were trapped in the golden thread cage again, he could unleash this chaotic, turbid energy to clash head-on with the Heavenly Fate Golden Thread—

"..."

Not far away, Chen Jingxuan and Tang Fengshu exchanged a glance.

The two of them had a good rapport.

Tang Fengshu threw out his whisk again.

The Great Dao River Treasure Technique is being used for the second time—

Chongkan had already composed himself. He let out a clear whistle, and his black-robed Dharma form leaped out, throwing a punch at the "Great Dao River"!
boom!
Many precious techniques and numerous supernatural powers were shattered by Chongkan's single punch!
Tang Fengshu took a step back, a mouthful of blood welling up in her throat, which she swallowed back down.

In fact, she had anticipated this scene before she even made her move.

Such a precious technique as the Great Dao River can only yield miraculous effects when used for the first time... It is extremely difficult to achieve the goal of defying superiors by relying on a single precious technique!
but……

Tang Fengshu's attack was all about speed and ferocity!
Chongkan is naturally violent and fights without hesitation. He was previously suppressed by the "Great Dao River", and now that he is facing this treasure technique for the second time, he will definitely launch a powerful attack!
The sky above was ablaze with countless silver lights, like fireworks bursting forth.

The great river was pierced by the black-robed figure.

The true killing intent had just been revealed when the scholar in the blue robe, who had long resided within the Phoenix Fire Formation, suddenly took a step to the side and formed a hand seal.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Silver light cascaded down like a waterfall.

Countless golden rays surged from the ground.

Countless golden threads surged and shot out from the reeds!
Now that the existence of the "Heavenly Mandate Golden Thread" has been exposed, Chen Jingxuan simply summoned the entire "Golden Thread Cage." Thousands upon thousands of slender golden threads gathered and swept towards the sky. The stern-faced scholar in a blue robe, after forming a hand seal, made a lifting motion, and the thousands of golden threads were gathered together, transforming into a giant birdcage. Only one person was trapped in this birdcage.

Sacred Shrine!

"……cut!"

Chen Jingxuan clasped his hands together and took a deep breath. Thousands of golden threads shot out from the earth, initially moving slowly. As the ends of the golden threads gathered at the top of the sky, forming a birdcage, the contraction speed increased rapidly.

Buzz!
Where the golden thread passed, the reed marshes were shattered.

Thousands of grass clippings flew about.

Countless muddy cracks.

Even the void itself could not withstand the cutting power of these golden threads—

"……Um?!"

Grand Master Chongkan's pupils contracted. He had been prepared, but he hadn't expected the Heavenly Fate Golden Thread to have such a proactive and desperate fighting style.

Chen Jingxuan continued to follow his previous line of thought.

Seize the moment when Chongkan is distracted and complete the counterattack!

Golden threads appeared, and the giant cage closed in an instant, almost simultaneously with the Grand Shrine's technique to shatter the Great Dao River—

Before the silver light from the shattered Great Dao River Treasure Technique of Tang Fengshu could fall to the ground, countless sharp golden threads had already arrived in front of Chongkan.

The black-robed Grandmaster instinctively stepped back, but a chilling coldness also came from his back.

Chongkan quickly looked around.

Everything—up, down, left, right, above and below—was enveloped in golden threads; there was nowhere to hide, nowhere to escape.

So... this is Chen Jingxuan's "trump card"?
A moment later.

The golden lines intersect and sweep across, converging and contracting to reach "one point"!
A single golden thread, as faint and insignificant as a firefly, is hard to attract attention... But when thousands or tens of thousands of golden threads gather together, they form a dazzling brilliance that is impossible to look at directly, completely engulfing the figure of the black-robed Grand Master, with countless golden rays overlapping and colliding!
Click, click, click!

A series of sickeningly sharp, chopping sounds rang out.

After counting the breaths.

The world fell into silence.

Chen Jingxuan stared intently at the endpoint after the golden thread cage contracted.

Countless golden threads enveloped the shrine, leaving only a blurry human figure visible.

Logically speaking, this Great True Person of the Eighth Level of Yang God, after experiencing two great battles... was injured and his vital energy was damaged, so his combat power should be greatly reduced at this moment.

The Golden Thread Cage is, after all, a spiritual treasure refined through the [Hun Yuan Yi].

This blow.

Surely it should work by now?

"Thorn."

A sound like a golden thread shattering rang out, sharp and piercing like tearing silk.

The gold thread cage could not withstand the pressure and began to crack.

Chen Jingxuan watched this scene in silence.

This golden cage, which he had gathered with all his might, was the most lethal supernatural power he could unleash.

These golden threads, stretching for tens of miles, were compressed to a few feet by the power of the Great Dao and its power increased exponentially... But even so, they still failed to pierce the skin of the Great Master Chongkan.

Precisely.

The gold thread never even had a chance to touch Chongkan's skin...

The golden wire cage was torn apart, revealing a wisp of grayish-white turbid air. This wisp of turbid air spread out extremely thinly and flat, adhering to Chongkan's skin, blocking all the "cutting" of the golden wire cage.

In some ways, this attack was not even as effective as the previous ones.

The previous strike had caught Chongkan off guard, causing him to be injured and bleed a little.

"..."

Tang Fengshu looked rather grim, and the female temple master, witnessing this scene, felt a sense of despair.

Is this the difference between the eighth level of Yang God and a newly promoted Yang God?
She glanced at Chen Jingxuan instinctively, only to find the scholar in the blue robe seemingly tapping his fingers silently in his sleeve.

What are they waiting for?

Is this... a countdown?

(End of this chapter)