442: Chapter 442 Simulation and Deduction

Ye Tian's words echoed across the arena.

The crowd was silent for a moment, then erupted into even greater uproar.

"What did he say? Hack Yin Wujiang to death?"

"Did I hear that right? Li Xuanxiao and the others have already lost, and he, an injured..."

"He's crazy enough! I like it!"

The dim green light under Yin Wujiang's hood seemed to flicker, as if he had heard something funny, and he chuckled: "Hack me to death? Kid, compared to those few just now, you are a bit more amusingly reckless. Since you are in such a hurry to die, and you are carrying what I want... I will grant your wish."

He raised his palm, and Death Qi began to condense.

"Wait."

On the high platform, Prince Rong's voice rang out calmly.

Yin Wujiang's movements paused, and he looked up at the high platform.

"The tournament for today ends here."

Prince Rong's gaze swept over the two people on the arena, and also over the injured Li Xuanxiao, Xiahou Ba, Qin Pojun, and others below:

"The Prodigies have fought fiercely and suffered great losses; they need time to recover. The final showdown will be held in three days. Yin Wujiang, since you are currently ranked first, you may accept challenges or rest during these three days. Ye Tian, your injuries are not yet healed, go down and prepare properly. We will decide the winner in three days."

This was an order, not a discussion.

Huangji Square was silent; no one dared to refute.

Yin Wujiang was silent for two seconds, the dim green light under his hood flickered slightly, and finally, he dispersed the Death Qi in his palm and said hoarsely: "Since the Prince has spoken, I will let this kid live for three more days. In three days, I hope you won't be too scared to step onto the arena."

After saying this, he stopped looking at Ye Tian, turned around, and floated off the arena. His black robes fluttered as he walked straight out of the square.

Ye Tian also sheathed his sword, bowed to Prince Rong on the high platform from afar, and then walked off the arena.

His face remained calm, but his back was actually covered in a layer of cold sweat.

In the moment of their confrontation just now, he had clearly felt the pressure from Yin Wujiang, as well as the strange pull his Cultivation Technique had on his own vitality.

Three days... Time was tight.

"Junior Brother Ye, are you okay?" Shui Qingdie was the first to greet him, her beautiful eyes filled with worry.

"I'm fine."

Ye Tian shook his head and looked at Xiahou Ba and Qin Pojun, who were being helped over by the Liuli Xuan Sect Disciples.

Xiahou Ba's face was still pale, his lips were blue, and he was shivering while hugging his arms, cursing: "Damn it, that Yin and Yang person sucked so much of my Yang Qi! I feel like my body has been hollowed out! Junior Sister Yu, quickly, give me two more Medicinal Pills to replenish Yang Qi! No, five!"

Yu Miaoqing was using a wood-element Cultivation Technique to help him sort out the residual Death Qi in his body. Hearing this, she said helplessly: "Senior Brother Xiahou, you cannot take too many Medicinal Pills. The Death Qi in your body is entangled with your blood and Qi; it needs to be resolved slowly, you cannot rush."

Her fingertips glowed with green light as she tapped several major acupuncture points on Xiahou Ba's back.

Xiahou Ba hummed comfortably, but then a small clump of tender green grass sprouted from the top of his head, and it was still growing.

Everyone: "..."

Xiahou Ba felt his head itch, reached out to touch it, and felt a handful of furry grass leaves. He froze instantly, his face turning pale and then red:

"Junior... Junior Sister Yu! What is going on now?!"

Yu Miaoqing was also a bit embarrassed, a flush appearing on her cold face: "Uh... Senior Brother Xiahou's blood and Qi are vigorous, and while resisting the Death Qi, it was stimulated by my Spiritual Qi, which might have... promoted hair growth? Don't worry, in a few hours, when the Death Qi dissipates, it should stop."

"Should?!"

Xiahou Ba was about to go crazy, wearing a head full of green grass, wanting to cry without tears: "My lifetime of reputation!"

Someone nearby couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Qin Pojun also suffered some internal injuries, but was better off than Xiahou Ba, though his face was pale. He looked at Ye Tian and said in a deep voice:

"Brother Ye, that Yin Wujiang's Cultivation Technique is strange, and his devouring power is hard to guard against. You must be extremely careful. From the look in his eyes when he looked at you last, it is definitely not just about guarding the arena."

"I understand."

Ye Tian nodded: "Brother Qin, you should heal your wounds properly too."

On the other side, Li Xuanxiao had already forced out most of the Death Qi in his shoulder, but his face was still gloomy. He stood alone in the Heavenly Sword Sect area, glanced coldly at Ye Tian's side, and turned to leave.

"Let's return to the inn first."

Elder Qinglan spoke, taking the Liuli Xuan Sect group away from Huangji Square.

Along the way, the atmosphere was somewhat heavy. Yin Wujiang's appearance and strength were like a giant stone pressing on everyone's hearts.

Returning to the inn, everyone went to their respective rooms.

Ye Tian closed the door and immediately set up a Restriction to isolate the room.

He did not rest, but sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and sank his mind into his Sea of Consciousness.

In his mind, he began to replay every detail of Yin Wujiang's battle that he had observed during the day. Especially the Spiritual Qi fluctuations when Yin Wujiang cast that Nether Death Domain force field.

Once, twice, three times...

Ye Tian was immersed in a state of selfless analysis.

He fought against him in his Sea of Consciousness, using Chaos True Essence to simulate attacks, but each time he was weakened and devoured by that invisible Death domain force field.

He tried changing the attack rhythm, angle, and True Essence attribute, but to little avail.

The absolute gap in cultivation, and the suppression of the opponent's Cultivation Technique on the power of life, made his deduction constrained everywhere.

"It won't work... Conventional tactics have no chance of winning."

Ye Tian frowned: "His Death domain is like a net; if you get close, you will get stuck and be sucked in. I must tear open a hole."

He recalled the bone shield Yin Wujiang condensed when blocking Li Xuanxiao's Heaven-Severing Slash. This meant that when the attack intensity exceeded a certain critical point, the instant devouring ability of the Death domain would not be able to keep up and would require additional defense.

"Critical point..."

Ye Tian pondered: "With my current strength, even if I risk everything, I probably won't reach the intensity of that sword strike from Li Xuanxiao. Unless... I break through to the fifth level of the Huahai Realm, perhaps there is a glimmer of possibility."

But a Breakthrough requires time and opportunity, and must be done in a safe and stable environment. Now, surrounded by powerful enemies, it was clearly not a good time.

"Also... Qin Pojun's Spear Intent carries killing Death Qi, which seemed to make Yin Wujiang's devouring slightly sluggish!"

Ye Tian grasped this detail and continued to deduce: "Death Qi against Death Qi? Not entirely... Qin Pojun's killing Death Qi is the baleful aura accumulated on the battlefield, while Yin Wujiang's Death Qi is more inclined towards plundering... But perhaps, belonging to the same Yin cold negative attribute, there is some kind of interference?"

"Vitality..."

Ye Tian recalled the three locations where the ink-green Death Qi was thickest when Yin Wujiang operated his Cultivation Technique: Dantian, the chest (Danzhong), and the center of the eyebrows (Zuqiao). These three places seemed to be the core of his power, and the key to the connection between his vitality and the outside world?

If he could attack these three places...

In his Sea of Consciousness, he simulated gathering all his strength, using the Sword Intent of Thunder Breaking the Dawn, to pierce one of the points directly.

Deduction result: The probability of successfully piercing it is extremely low; the opponent will not stand still and let you hit him. And even if he hits, with the opponent's cultivation and Death Qi protection, whether it can cause fatal damage is unknown.

"Difficult..."

Ye Tian sighed, exited the deduction state, and his forehead was already sweating.

Faced with such an opponent with strange Cultivation Techniques and overwhelming cultivation, the role that technique can play, in the face of absolute power, seems limited.

The night grew deeper. The lights in the inn were extinguished one after another, and most people had already rested and healed their wounds.

However, on the top floor of a tall building near Huangji Square, a black shadow descended; it was Yin Wujiang.

In front of him, someone had appeared at some point. This person wore a brocade robe and had an ordinary face, the kind that you couldn't find if you threw him into a crowd, but his eyes were terrifyingly quiet, as if all things in the world were not in his eyes.

He stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the sleeping Imperial Capital below.

"Envoy." Yin Wujiang bowed slightly, his voice still hoarse, but with a bit more respect.

"How did the matter go?" The person in the brocade robe spoke lightly, with a neutral voice, unable to tell his age.

"It has been confirmed that the fluctuations of the ruins core mark are strongest on Ye Tian and Li Xuanxiao. Especially that Ye Tian, whose aura is the most compatible, so he should be the main inheritor. What Li Xuanxiao obtained seems to be a branch." Yin Wujiang replied.

"Hmm. Main inheritor... Chaos Dao Seal, I didn't expect it to appear in this Lower Realm."

The brocade-robed envoy's tone remained flat: "According to the plan, force him to use all his strength to see the depth of his Legacy. If he is worth cultivating, then bring him back. If he is trash... You know what to do."

"Yes."

Yin Wujiang lowered his head: "It's just... That Li Xuanxiao also seems to have intentions, and there is also the Royal Family..."

"No need to worry. Ants in the Lower Realm cannot make waves."

The brocade-robed envoy raised his hand, flicked his finger, and a black Talisman floated towards Yin Wujiang: "This is a Realm-Breaking Talisman. After activation, it can travel through space for a short distance. At a critical moment, it can save your life, or capture someone. Remember, I want a living person, or at least, a complete Legacy mark."

Yin Wujiang took the Talisman, feeling the vast space power within it, and felt reassured: "Thank you, Envoy! Your subordinate will definitely handle it!"

"Go, do it cleanly. Don't attract excessive attention from those old guys."

After the brocade-robed envoy finished speaking, his figure rippled like water ripples and disappeared silently.

Yin Wujiang clenched the Realm-Breaking Talisman, looked in the direction of the Liuli Xuan Sect inn, and sneered in a low voice: "Ye Tian... Your mark is mine."