Top-level Qi Luck: Leading My Clan to Cultivate-Chapter 1282 - 667: Going Too Far

With the shift in Yang Yinghai’s state of mind, his aura had significantly diminished, showing a stark contrast compared to the beginning of the battle. free𝑤ebnovel.com

On the opposite side, Lin Tianming’s expression remained calm and unchanged, seemingly unaffected by the terrifying impact of the Starlight Bead moments earlier.

However, inwardly, Lin Tianming’s killing intent toward Yang Yinghai had intensified.

Especially after Yang Yinghai continually unleashed Spirit Arts and expended treasures like the Starlight Bead, Lin Tianming’s resolve to kill grew even stronger.

After all, Yang Yinghai’s endless tactics truly brought tremendous pressure upon him.

Coupled with the thought of the Tianqing Sect—an ancient force that had been passed down for tens of thousands of years—and knowing Yang Yinghai was their foremost expert capable of mobilizing the sect’s top-tier treasures, Lin Tianming couldn’t ignore the threat.

Yang Yinghai’s unique defensive artifact and the powerful Starlight Bead alone were proof enough of these assumptions.

Under such conditions, who could guarantee Yang Yinghai wouldn’t possess even more fearsome treasures?

If Yang Yinghai were to use several Fourth Order Attack Talismans against him, Lin Tianming would undoubtedly face grave trouble.

With these thoughts in mind, the moment all motion subsided, Lin Tianming immediately sprang into action.

In an instant, Lin Tianming leaped forward, charging straight at Yang Yinghai.

Midway through, just like before, he unleashed a large amount of Sword Qi, intertwining with the Sword Qi already roaming within the Earth Fiend Sword Formation to divert Yang Yinghai’s attention.

Quickly, Yang Yinghai became engulfed by the torrent of Sword Qi.

Throughout, Yang Yinghai was occupied fending off the attacks of the Sword Qi, leaving him scant opportunity to track Lin Tianming’s moves.

Seizing this moment, Lin Tianming relentlessly mounted pressure on Yang Yinghai, not permitting him a single breath.

With such frenetic attack speed and density, Lin Tianming undoubtedly achieved some tangible results.

As Yang Yinghai struggled to contend, Lin Tianming sensed the timing was right.

And so, Lin Tianming’s movements abruptly shifted.

Soon enough, a flame of crimson and blue emerged from Lin Tianming’s palm.

As the flame surged upward and grew larger, the surrounding temperature began to shift in an eerily unnatural way.

By the time the flame grew into a small fireball, the entire interior of the Earth Fiend Sword Formation experienced extreme temperature divides: one side icy cold, the other unbearably scorching.

Yang Yinghai, to his misfortune, found himself positioned squarely at the intersection of the two clashing temperatures.

At that moment, Yang Yinghai instantly felt the sudden shift.

In his hurried state, Yang Yinghai turned toward Lin Tianming, particularly focusing on the expanding flame in his palm, which gradually transformed into a two-colored fireball.

Witnessing this sight, Yang Yinghai’s expression changed drastically.

He recognized it and had heard about Lin Tianming’s deadly technique from Wu Chengfeng and other fellow cultivators of the sect.

This included accounts of how Lin Tianming’s flames had played a pivotal role in slaying Xie Changyang and Li Wenhai.

In fact, it could be said that the terrifying fireball was the decisive factor that led to the demise of Xie Changyang and Li Wenhai during their battle.

Now, faced with the same fireball, Yang Yinghai understood what awaited him.

If his luck were bad or he failed to withstand the attack, he too would likely share the same fate as Xie Changyang and Li Wenhai.

Understanding this, a mixture of shock and fury surged within Yang Yinghai, his expression growing immeasurably grave.

However, he was even more aware of the urgency of the situation; he had to exhaust every possible method to endure this wave of attacks.

Otherwise, even he would face the risk of demise.

With such thoughts in mind, Yang Yinghai dared not delay a single moment, nor take Lin Tianming’s assault lightly.

In the next instant, Yang Yinghai launched a frenzied offensive, swiftly obliterating the surrounding Sword Qi.

Without hesitation, Yang Yinghai retreated at full speed, desperately trying to create enough of a safe distance.

In that moment, Yang Yinghai moved with incredible speed, retreating nearly a hundred feet in just one or two breaths.

However, Lin Tianming acted even faster.

As a unique sound echoed out, the fireball in Lin Tianming’s palm suddenly flared up and shot forward.

The fireball moved with astonishing velocity, and its target was none other than the fleeing Yang Yinghai.

Within the blink of an eye, as Yang Yinghai reached a portion of the Sword Array Barricade, the Blue Heart True Flame fireball descended upon him.

Before this moment, Yang Yinghai had already briefly observed the fireball’s trajectory.

As he felt the fireball drawing closer and the stinging sensation on his skin intensifying, Yang Yinghai hastily activated his defensive artifact.

In an instant, a pale blue shield materialized in front of him.

The next moment, a thunderous explosion rang out.

Immediately, Yang Yinghai saw a blaze surge before his eyes, its dazzling light causing him to lose sight entirely.

In that instant, he felt as if he had become blind.

But this wasn’t all—within that fleeting moment, the temperature soared dramatically, and even the air itself seemed to reek of flames.

The searing heat nearly burned off half of his skin, drying it out completely, while his internal Qi-Blood began accelerating under the immense heat’s influence.

At this moment, time seemed to drag on endlessly.

It was unclear how long had passed before Yang Yinghai finally regained consciousness.

Now, he could only feel his body, like a broken kite, drifting backward aimlessly.