119: Chapter 119 Breakthrough, Penetrating Realm!

"Fuse!" Zhang Wen chose without hesitation.

The Nine Heavens Tribulation Thunder inside his body instantly intertwined with the Soul Fire of the soul core, and the wounds all over his body actually began to heal rapidly.

His originally exhausted spiritual power was also surging back frantically, and the barrier of the Peak of the Microscopic Realm showed faint signs of loosening!

Ye Chen rushed forward, and seeing that Zhang Wen was actually fusing the soul core, he was so furious that his eyes nearly split.

"Damn it! That's mine!"

He swung his sword at Zhang Wen's head, but just as the blade was about to fall, an aura of intertwined Thunder Fire suddenly erupted from all around Zhang Wen.

An invisible barrier knocked Ye Chen back several steps—at the moment of fusing the Opportunity, he had actually broken through to the "Penetration Realm"!

"A Breakthrough?"

Zhang Wen felt the power surging within him, and his hand holding the spear became steadier.

He looked up at Ye Chen, a hint of coldness flashing in his Eye of Thunder Punishment: "Now, it's time to settle the score for your siege of the Black Wind Stockade and for blocking me!"

"The Penetration Realm? And you dare to challenge me!"

The moment Ye Chen was forced back, the killing intent in his eyes grew even stronger.

The sword in his hand glowed with intense golden light, and the power of his Domain erupted completely, a pale golden aura enveloping the entire stone cavern.

The faint blue glow on the crystal walls was instantly suppressed and dimmed, and even the Thunder Fire aura around Zhang Wen began to distort.

Zhang Wen gripped the sky-splitting startling thunder spear tightly; the Penetration Realm spiritual power he had just broken through with was surging in his body, yet it was difficult to fully mobilize under the pressure of the Domain.

He knew he couldn't win by brute force, so his Eye of Thunder Punishment rapidly scanned the trajectory of Ye Chen's sword Moves.

The advantage of a Domain Realm expert lay not only in spiritual power but also in absolute control over Moves; every strand of Sword Qi locked down his evasion routes.

"I can only take a gamble!"

Zhang Wen suddenly injected the Soul Fire of the nether crystal core into the tip of his spear, and the light of the intertwined Nine Heavens Tribulation Thunder and Soul Fire instantly exploded.

He intentionally left an opening, baiting Ye Chen into a thrust, then sidestepped to avoid it, swept his spear shaft across, and used the impact of the Soul Fire to slam into the blade of Ye Chen's sword.

"Clang!"

The deafening sound of metal clashing shook the stone cavern, causing debris to fall, and Zhang Wen was knocked back three steps, the web of his thumb splitting open.

Ye Chen merely shook his wrist, his eyes full of mockery: "This little bit of strength isn't even enough for me to warm up."

Ye Chen took a step forward, his sword Moves suddenly changing as countless strands of golden Sword Qi condensed into a sword net, descending toward Zhang Wen.

Zhang Wen hurriedly activated the final defense of his sky-breaking thunder qilin armor; the thunder runes lit up but were sliced apart bit by bit by the Sword Qi.

At the critical moment, he suddenly felt a resonance between the nether crystal core and the Nine Heavens Tribulation Thunder—the Soul Fire could actually flow along with the Tribulation Thunder, forming a new method of attack!

"Thunder Burial: Soul Flame!"

Zhang Wen roared, completely fusing the Tribulation Thunder and Soul Fire, and a spear of intertwined Thunder Fire erupted from the tip of his weapon, crashing into the sword net.

"Crack!"

A gap was torn in the sword net, but Ye Chen's sword was already within reach, stabbing fiercely toward his chest.

Zhang Wen had no way to dodge and could only block with the spear shaft; with a "pfft" sound, the Sword Qi pierced through the shaft.

It grazed his ribs, and blood instantly stained his armor red.

But at that very moment, the nether crystal core suddenly erupted with an intense light, and the resonance between the Soul Fire and the Nine Heavens Tribulation Thunder reached its peak.

The spiritual power within Zhang Wen's body suddenly surged; he violently grabbed the incoming blade, and the power of Thunder Fire flowed through his arm, actually freezing Ye Chen's sword in mid-air.

Ye Chen's expression finally changed; he hadn't expected Zhang Wen to be able to catch his sword.

But the foundation of the Domain Realm remained; he forcefully pulled back his sword, his spiritual power erupting as he struck Zhang Wen's chest with a palm.

"Even so, you are no match for me!"

Zhang Wen was struck by the palm and sent flying, crashing into the bronze coffin and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

But his eyes lit up—he could clearly feel that his current spiritual power was enough to support him in contending with Ye Chen, no longer being one-sidedly crushed.

Meanwhile, on the other side, inside a hidden cave on the back mountain of the Black Wind Stockade, Zhao Meng was pacing anxiously.

From outside the cave came the sounds of the Zhenxi Army searching the mountain, getting closer and closer. Looking at the pale-faced members of the Qingmu Squad beside him, he gritted his teeth and said:

"We can't keep waiting like this! The Zhenxi Army has too many people, and Zhang Wen won't be able to hold out long on his own. We have to go out and seek help!"

Lin Muer gripped the soft sword in her hand, her gaze firm: "I'll go with you!"

The members of the Qingmu Squad also nodded one after another, gripping their weapons tightly.

The group quietly crept out of the cave, heading down the mountain under the cover of the forest, but before they had gone far, they were discovered by a squad of the Zhenxi Army: "There's someone over there! Catch them!"

Arrows instantly flew toward them, and Zhao Meng hurriedly shielded Lin Muer behind him, swinging his blade to parry.

The members of the Qingmu Squad also rushed forward, engaging in a fierce battle with the Zhenxi Army.

But the Zhenxi Army outnumbered them dozens of times over and was well-equipped; the group was soon pushed into a desperate situation.

Zhao Meng cut down a soldier and roared at Lin Muer: "Muer! Go, quickly! Go to Qinglan University and find Teacher Zhao Wu."

"He is the grandson of the remarriage partner of the biological father of the brother brought by my stepmother. According to seniority, I have to call him... great-nephew."

"Only he can save Zhang Wen and us now!" As he spoke, he threw a token to Lin Muer.

Lin Muer's eyes filled with tears as she took the token, but she knew she couldn't hesitate.

Taking advantage of the moment the Zhenxi Army was tied up, she turned and dove into the dense forest, running down the mountain as fast as she could.

The Zhenxi Army wanted to pursue her, but Zhao Meng blocked them firmly: "If you want to chase her, you'll have to get through me first!"

Old Wang and the others also gathered around, fighting to the death against the Zhenxi Army.

In the end, Zhao Meng and the members of the Qingmu Squad were outnumbered; they were bound with iron chains and escorted to the camp on the front mountain of the Black Wind Stockade.

Meanwhile, in the stone cavern, Zhang Wen had just propped himself up against the bronze coffin when he heard the shouts of the Zhenxi Army from outside.

"We've captured several accomplices; they're being escorted to the camp!"

His heart tightened, knowing that something had happened to Zhao Meng and the others.

Ye Chen saw his distraction and gave a cold laugh, his sword thrusting out once more.

"Your friends can't even save themselves, yet you're still thinking of others? Today, you die with them!"