Cultivating by picking up attributes, I accumulate my strength! - Chapter 131
Chapter 131: Chapter 103: Profoundly Familiar with Talisman Inscriptions, The Saintess’s Plan, Battle with Liu Chengfeng
Translator: 549690339
Face to face, Han Ye detected a surge of intense magic power pulsating from Si Yuantu’s body. Although he claimed he had a high chance of winning with a light-hearted tone, internally he was wary and vigilant.
Every head disciple possessed unique and formidable abilities, one small error could lead to defeat. This time, without the advice of his Senior Brother Pei, he had to rely solely on himself.
“Whoosh!”
Suddenly, Si Yuantu disappeared before Han Ye’s eyes. He spread his spiritual senses around, alert for any signs.
“Junior Brother, until next time!”
As the voice echoed from above, a chilling aura, radiant heat, and thunder bolt filled the air. Si Yuantu’s thick cloak opened, revealing a myriad of talisman inscriptions.
To him, it seemed like he was standing under a sea of inscriptions. Yellow papers floated down from the sky, forming an inscription-based formation technique.
Ten “Fire” inscriptions, ten “Ice” inscriptions, ten “Thunder” inscriptions, and ten “Earth” inscriptions were quickly activated, instantly emitting a dazzling glow.
Explosion, that’s an art.
That’s precisely the situation at hand.
Inscriptions also had classes, like those of spirit beasts and elixirs: Sky, Earth, Mysterious, Yellow.
All the inscriptions before him were of the ‘Mysterious’ class; powerful and formidable. Once detonated, these inscriptions could obliterate any Foundation Establishment cultivator.
The power of an inscription relied on the complexity and quantity of the magic pathway marked within it.
As all inscriptions detonated simultaneously, the Ascending Immortal Platform was suffused with drifting snowflakes. Even the ground was covered with a layer of white frost as the temperature plummeted. Meanwhile, at the very center, intense flames raged and thunder roared.
Elder of God Cultivation Peak, on seeing Si Yuantu’s performance, was very pleased and showed a hint of a smile, “I didn’t expect Si Yuantu to cultivate ‘Sigil Combat Sensing Art’ up to the seventh level. He’s not far from the grand accomplishment, possibly he may even get a chance to challenge Liu Chengfeng.”
Elder Gai furrowed his brow, anxiously concentrating on the ascendants in the platform. He was worried about whether Han Ye could resist the adversary’s initial surprise assault. Only after sensing Han Ye’s aura with his spiritual senses, his expression slightly relaxed as he grinned,
“Old chap, don’t celebrate too early.”
The main peak elder and disciples all turned to watch the central battlefield, where a figure slowly emerged.
Around the figure was a green barrier. A surge of wind and thunder energies came rolling in, effectively insulating all the inscription-based attacks from himself.
In Han Ye’s palm was a green jade seal of palm size. Underneath the complex inscriptions gleamed brightly.
These provided the barrier for him.
The Wind and Thunder Seal, a medium-grade spirit treasure that was both offensive and defensive. Han Ye managed to resist numerous attacks with it, instantly repelling all the explosion shocks from the inscriptions.
Keep in mind, this Wind and Thunder Seal could even withstand attacks by cultivators at the Golden Core stage, let alone these inscriptions.
“It seems I am slightly ahead.”
With a slight smile, Han Ye tossed the small green seal from his hand. With the other hand grabbing the sword, he unsheathed the “Spirit Sword Flame” strapped to his waist, and then, he disappeared from the spot.
He took the initiative to attack, slashing down with his sword.
Si Yuantu had no room to dodge and could only face it head-on. He waved his large hand and threw out his cloak, using one hand to release his magic power. The radiant light from the inscriptions on his cloak swept towards the incoming attack.
“Bang!”
Yet Han Ye was not the least afraid of the explosion. Using the Wind and Thunder Seal to clear a path, his lightning-fast sword thrust surprised Si Yuantu, as unparalleled force was transmitted from the Spiritual Sword, knocking him flying.
Fortunately, he had a levitation charm. Just when he was about to fall from the Ascending Immortal Platform, he spot-jumped into the air, steadied himself, and safely landed on the edge.
He waved his hand, and yellow papers floated freely. His fingers charged with magic power, one by one, the inscriptions were created, exhibiting a stunning speed.
However, at this moment, Han Ye tightly gripped the sword hilt, as solid as a thousand-year-old pine, emitting a sharp sword qi.
Elders from the main peak, Liu Lingqi, Elder Sister Shen, and numerous other disciples exchanged glances in bewilderment, as they didn’t have an idea what Han Ye was going to do.
However, a faint smile emerged from under the veil of Chu Xianyu, in the audience seats.
She recognized the tactic, as this was her own maneuver.
A serious sword strike.
Indeed, Han Ye managed to learn a fair amount of her technique.
“Swish!”
At that moment, Han Ye’s body suddenly vanished from the spot, and a gushing wind swept over the entire Ascending Immortal Platform, causing a howling uproar!
But that’s not all, a dazzling red sword qi, more than ten feet in size, slashed down from mid-air, whipping towards the target like surging waves.
“What…what kind of maneuver is this?”
“How could he execute such a powerful attack without the excessive use of magic power? It doesn’t seem to involve any Divine Power too, how is this possible?”
“When did Han Ye’s swordsmanship become so terrifying?”
Liu Lingqi, leaning on her sword below the stage, expressed her puzzled look in her eyes.
She was the most aware of whether Han Ye knew how to use a sword or not. As a Body Cultivator, how could he have honed his swordsmanship to such an exceptional level?
“Could it be that Senior Brother Han Ye is proficient in both swords and blades?”
“Very likely!”
Han Ye’s sword strike was incredibly stunning and took many by surprise, including Si Yuantu on the stage.
The inscriptions he had cast were obliterated before they could detonate, reduced to a pile of waste paper. He gathered all his magic power to throw up a series of defensive inscriptions, intending to resist the onslaught of the sword qi.
A shocking scene occurred, the majestic sword qi shredded all his inscriptions, and with an overbearing momentum, it launched him flying off the platform..
