AWB Chapter 241 Fight to the Death Against the Nascent Soul
Chapter 241 Fight to the Death Against the Nascent Soul
Wei Yu, Xuan Qing, and Han Xuanxuan stood intently in a triangular formation.
The spiritual energy and the power of homecoming intertwined and condensed into a faint halo.
The three men looked solemn and resolute, their eyes filled with determination, and they dared not slacken their efforts in the slightest.
Opposite, the dark figure slowly stepped out of the shadows.
The dark aura surrounding him was as thick as ink, surging endlessly.
An oppressive force, almost tangible, poured down, making it difficult for the three to breathe, and even causing their spiritual energy to almost stagnate.
He was a hunter, with a burly, pine-like physique.
His entire body was completely covered by a thick black robe, with only a pair of scarlet eyes visible.
His eyes held no warmth, only a chilling killing intent and a greedy thirst for souls, as he locked onto the three like a hungry wolf.
"Early stage of the Nascent Soul Realm!"
Wei Yu's pupils suddenly contracted, and his heart pounded wildly.
The homecoming power gathered at the fingertips couldn't help but tremble slightly.
A chill ran from the soles of my feet straight to the top of my head.
He never expected that the hunters who came this time were already at the Nascent Soul Realm!
The Golden Core and the Nascent Soul, though seemingly separated by only one realm, are in reality worlds apart.
A Nascent Soul Realm expert can condense their Nascent Soul within their body, ensuring their divine soul remains indestructible.
Every gesture he makes possesses earth-shattering power.
With their Golden Core cultivation levels, the three of them were no different from ants in the eyes of the other party.
With just a wave of the hand, they can be crushed.
Xuan Qing and Han Xuanxuan's faces also turned deathly pale instantly.
His spiritual energy was in complete disarray, and his fingertips trembled slightly.
Their eyes betrayed their fear—although they already knew the hunters were powerful, they never imagined they would face such a terrifying being.
"Hehehe—"
The hunters let out a piercing, eerie laugh.
The sound was like cold iron scraping against stone, extremely unpleasant to hear.
His scarlet eyes slowly swept over the three of them, his greed almost overflowing.
His tone was full of frantic covetousness.
"What a stroke of luck! To run into three stray dogs on Earth at once!"
"Then I will receive my mother's reward and break through to the next realm in one fell swoop!"
"At that time, I will dominate this land, unstoppable!"
Before the arrogant words were finished, the dark aura surrounding the hunter suddenly surged.
Countless dark tentacles burst forth from the earth.
Like a lurking venomous snake, it lashed out fiercely at the three of them with a chilling ferocity!
A dense, corrupting power lingered around the tentacles.
Wherever it passed, the air hissed as it was corroded.
Even the light was distorted and stretched, leaving behind streaks of pitch black, a shocking sight.
"Let's do it!"
Wei Yu shouted sharply, and before he finished speaking, the power of returning home at his fingertips had already erupted at full force.
A golden-white light suddenly shone brightly.
A solid wall of light instantly materialized, blocking the three of them like an impregnable fortress.
It shielded us from the overwhelming aura of evil spirits.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The pitch-black tentacles slammed heavily onto the wall of light.
A deafening roar echoed throughout the canyon.
The enormous impact swept in like a raging storm.
Wei Yu felt a sweet taste in his throat, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.
He staggered back three steps, his blood surging like a tidal wave, and a sharp pain shot through his chest.
The wall of light, formed by the power of homecoming, was now covered with countless cracks.
Like a candle flickering in the wind, teetering on the verge of collapse.
It seemed as if it would shatter completely at any moment.
"Such powerful strength!" Xuan Qing thought to himself in surprise.
Without daring to delay even for a moment, his spiritual energy surged dramatically.
The blue Taoist robe fluttered in the strong wind.
As her robes fluttered, a cyan longsword imbued with rich spiritual energy quietly appeared in her palm.
"Sword rises! Kunlun Swordplay, First Form—Azure Edge Breaks Evil!"
Xuan Qing let out a low shout and his figure shot out like an arrow.
He transformed into a streak of blue light, wielding a long sword with a sharp, menacing edge.
He slashed fiercely at those dark tentacles, the sword wind whistling, his momentum unstoppable.
The cyan longsword, imbued with spiritual energy, slashed at the pitch-black tentacles.
With a muffled thud, the tentacle was instantly severed.
Black liquid gushed out, emitting a pungent, nauseating stench.
Strangely, the severed tentacles reformed in an instant.
Not only did it not decrease, but it became even thicker and more ferocious.
The offensive grew increasingly fierce, surging forth like a tidal wave.
"All for naught!" The hunters let out a series of eerie laughs.
A hint of disdain flashed in his scarlet eyes, and his tone was full of sarcasm.
"You insignificant ants at the Golden Core stage, relying solely on your paltry strength!"
"You dare to show off your limited skills in front of me? You can't hurt me in the slightest!"
Before he could finish speaking, the hunter raised his hand and waved it.
More pitch-black tentacles spread out from his body.
Like a giant black net, it enveloped the three of them from all directions.
They blocked all their escape routes, leaving the three of them no chance to catch their breath.
"Xuanxuan, make your move!" Wei Yu shouted sternly.
Despite the injuries within his body, he once again activated the power of returning home.
The crumbling wall of light was reinforced, and the golden-white light became even more intense.
Han Xuanxuan dared not hesitate for a moment, and her spiritual energy slowly surged around her.
Her pink dress fluttered in the wind, making her look like a pink fairy who had fallen to earth.
A ball of shimmering pink spiritual energy gathered in his palm, carrying a faint warmth.
It slammed down hard on those dark tentacles.
"Powder Spirit Technique - Explode!"
The pink aura ball slammed into the dark tentacles and exploded instantly.
Pink light spread out, like sparks adorning the dark canyon.
It temporarily corroded the tentacles, slowing their movements slightly.
The offensive also weakened somewhat.
"Now!"
A sharp glint flashed in Wei Yu's eyes.
Seizing this fleeting moment, a condensed golden-white light blade condensed at his fingertips.
On the blade of light, the power of homecoming surged forth.
With the power to ward off evil spirits, it slashed fiercely at the hunter's chest.
They were determined to achieve victory in one strike.
Xuan Qing also reacted instantly, and with a flash, he followed closely behind.
He swung his cyan longsword again, unleashing a series of cyan sword energies.
Like a torrential rain, the bullets rained down on the hunters.
To restrain his movements and create opportunities for Wei Yu to attack.
The hunter's expression changed slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
He never expected that these three Golden Core Realm ants could cooperate so well.
It could even injure his tentacles and disrupt his offensive.
Even so, he still didn't take the three of them seriously.
With a wave of his hand, a pitch-black barrier instantly materialized.
As solid and indestructible as black jade, it stood firmly in front of me.
It isolated all attacks.
"Bang!"
The golden-white light blade slammed into the pitch-black barrier.
A deafening roar echoed through the valley, and the light blade shattered instantly, turning into specks of golden light that dissipated.
Wei Yu was violently thrown back by the shockwave, and more blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
A sharp pain shot through the depths of his soul, nearly causing him to faint.
Xuanqing's cyan sword energy struck the barrier, but it was as if a stone had sunk into the sea.
Not even a ripple was stirred.
Instead, they were forced to retreat repeatedly by the force of the barrier's rebound.
His face grew increasingly pale, and his breathing became increasingly erratic.
"Hehehe, you overestimating ants!" the hunter sneered.
The dark aura around him surged again, and the pressure became even more terrifying.
"Since you're so eager to die, then I'll grant your wish!"
"May your souls be utterly destroyed, and may you never be reincarnated!"
Before he could finish speaking, the hunter suddenly raised his hand.
A dense ball of dark light condensed in his palm.
A suffocating sense of oppression lingered above the sphere of light.
Countless negative energies surged wildly within the sphere of light, exuding a deadly crisis.
"Dark Soul-Eating Orb!"
The hunter gave a low shout and raised his arm.
He hurled the ball of dark light fiercely at the three of them.
The ball of light streaked through the air, leaving a trail of darkness.
Wherever it passed, the ground cracked open into huge chasms, rubble flew everywhere, and vegetation withered instantly.
A deadly crisis instantly loomed over the three of them.
The air became thick and icy, and Wei Yu's expression changed drastically.
Without thinking, he suddenly reached out and shoved Xuan Qing and Han Xuanxuan aside.
He turned around and, with all his might, once again activated the power to return home.
It coalesced into a wall of light even thicker than before, determined to block this fatal blow.
"Bang--!!!"
The dark orb slammed into the wall of light, shattering it instantly.
The enormous impact slammed into Wei Yu like a tsunami.
He let out a piercing scream.
His body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.
It crashed heavily against the cliff of the canyon, and after a muffled thud, a mouthful of blood gushed out.
It felt as if all the bones in his body had been shattered; he collapsed to the ground, unable to move.
His breath was as faint as a wisp of smoke.
"Brother Wei Yu!"
Han Xuanxuan let out a heart-wrenching cry.
Tears instantly blurred my vision, and I instinctively wanted to rush over.
But Xuanqing held her tightly, his grip so strong it almost crushed her wrist.
"Don't go over there!" Xuan Qing's face was ashen.
His eyes were unusually firm, and his tone was full of grief and determination.
"Going there now would only be a pointless death for us!"
"Only by slaying this fiend can we save Brother Wei Yu and make his sacrifice worthwhile!"
He knew in his heart that Wei Yu had been seriously injured while protecting the two of them.
He couldn't let Wei Yu's efforts go to waste.
Even if it costs them their lives, they will fight to the death against the hunters.
Xuanqing took a deep breath, suppressing the grief and fear in her heart.
His body was filled with surging spiritual energy, and he released his mid-stage Golden Core Realm aura without reservation.
The longsword grew larger and sharper.
Its sharp edge shot straight into the sky, dispelling the surrounding darkness.
Even the clouds above the canyon were torn apart by the sword energy.
It exudes a resolute determination to move forward without hesitation.
He flashed forward, wielding his longsword, and exerted all his strength.
He slashed fiercely at the hunters, his sword strike as powerful as a rainbow.
With the courage to perish together with the hunters, they vowed to die together with them.
Han Xuanxuan also wiped away the tears on her face.
A resolute glint flashed in his eyes, and his spiritual energy surged wildly around him.
Countless pink spiritual energy orbs gathered in his palm, like a sky full of stars.
It hurled the weapons wildly at the hunters.
Despite their weak strength, they did their utmost to hold back the enemy for Xuanqing.
Do not give the hunters a chance to fight back.
The hunter looked at Xuan Qing charging towards him with a hint of disdain in his eyes.
His tone was full of sarcasm: "An ant is still an ant!"
"Even if you fight with all your might, you're still destined to be at the mercy of others!"
"Today, I will make you all my nourishment!"
He raised his hand and waved it, unleashing a thick, jet-black tentacle carrying immense power.
He lashed out fiercely at the longsword in Xuan Qing's hand.
He was determined to knock the longsword away and completely shatter Xuan Qing's offensive.
"Bang!"
The longsword clashed violently with the tentacles.
Xuanqing felt a tremendous force coming from the longsword.
My arm went numb instantly, and the web between my thumb and forefinger split open, bleeding profusely.
The longsword nearly slipped from his hand, and he staggered back several steps.
A trickle of blood escaped from the corner of his mouth, and his breath grew weaker and weaker.
Han Xuanxuan's pink spiritual energy orb hit the hunters, but it had no effect whatsoever.
They were instantly swallowed up by the dark aura surrounding him.
Not even a trace was left.
Instead, he was backfired by the dark aura, his body trembled slightly, and his face became even paler.
"Hehehe, the game is over!" the hunter sneered.
With a flash, he appeared in front of Xuan Qing like a ghost.
The pitch-black palm was shrouded in a dense, corrupting power.
With deadly intent, he slammed his fist into Xuan Qing's chest.
Its speed was as fast as lightning, giving Xuan Qing no chance to dodge.
Xuan Qing's expression changed drastically, and his pupils contracted sharply.
They tried to dodge, but it was too late.
He could only instinctively raise his arm to block the fatal blow.
His heart was filled with resentment—he had not yet saved Brother Wei Yu, nor had he yet protected his junior sister, how could he die like this?
"Bang!"
A dark palm slammed down on Xuan Qing's arm.
The corrupting power spread instantly.
Xuanqing let out a piercing scream.
His arm was instantly corroded into a hideous black hole, blood gushing out incessantly, and white bone exposed.
The spiritual energy around him was also completely disordered.
"Senior brother!" Han Xuanxuan was terrified.
He rushed forward without regard for anything else and stood in front of Xuan Qing.