54: Chapter 54 Traveling together

Blasphemy Power indeed has source points. Generally speaking, the number of stars a person has corresponds to the number of source points. As for how many source points must be destroyed during the use of Blasphemy Power before that power is lost, it varies from person to person.

For those with poor compatibility with Blasphemy Power and unstable strength, losing just one point will break it. Elder Ming, however, belonged to the category with stronger adaptability; it would take losing three source points to break his power. Being naturally cautious, he had even hidden one source point on his tongue.

But this secret was known only to the Blasphemer himself, and it was impossible for him to tell others. How did Tang Long know?

"Do it!"

Elder Ming could no longer endure it and charged forward with a loud shout.

Yellow Beard launched an attack at the same time, also aiming for Tang Long. His speed surged significantly compared to before, and his momentum looked extremely vicious.

"Fatty Guo, You Guang, hold him off for a moment! Old Qu and I will help him!"

Old Qi didn't quite trust Tang Long, fearing he would be taken down by Yellow Beard in a single exchange, so he hurriedly called out to his companions.

"No need!"

Tang Long directly shoved him aside, meeting Yellow Beard's incoming blade with a backhand strike.

The two blades clashed, sending out a spray of bright sparks and an ear-piercing metallic ring.

A flash of surprise crossed Yellow Beard's eyes. Besides suppressing psionic energy, his Blasphemy Power also amplified his own body. However, to maintain the stability of the Psionic Suppression, he generally avoided fighting with his maximum strength.

But with this strike just now, he had swung his blade with unreserved full power. He hadn't expected Tang Long to be able to block it steadily, which was enough to show that the boy's strength was equal to his own.

Moreover, that kid actually stabbed back with his blade immediately, and his speed was even faster than his own.

Yellow Beard immediately focused all his attention on responding. Their fast blades clashed more than a dozen times within two or three seconds, a dazzling display.

After more than a dozen exchanges, both of their long blades snapped simultaneously, the broken pieces fluttering down into the snow. Several onlookers were stunned.

Their weapons were all forged from Spiritual Metal, with a toughness far exceeding that of ordinary metal. It was hard for an average person to even cause a nick, yet they had actually snapped them directly. What terrifying power!

"What are you all still standing there for? Hurry up and take down the old guy!"

Urged by Tang Long, the several Bounty Hunters finally snapped out of it and immediately launched a coordinated attack on Elder Ming.

Although Elder Ming was a veteran of a hundred battles, he was thrown into a frantic state under the siege of the four men, barely holding on by relying on his experience and Level 2 Spirit Astral.

Turning back, Tang Long beckoned to Yellow Beard again. "Let's continue!"

Yellow Beard threw away his broken blade and sneered. "With your strength, it would have been impossible for you to be hit by Old Qi's arrow before. This was a setup you arranged from the very beginning. You couldn't have known in advance that Elder Ming and I were Blasphemers, so the ones you really wanted to screw over were these Bounty Hunters, right?"

The Bounty Hunters were vigorously besieging Elder Ming, but hearing this, they couldn't help but feel a secret shock in their hearts, and their hands slowed down in unison.

Tang Long curled his lip. "Keep talking, keep on talking. No matter how much you try to bluff, you can't change the foul reputation of Blasphemers, nor can you change the fact that you intend to kill everyone to keep them quiet. Without teaming up with me, they're dead. How do you explain that?"

Yellow Beard laughed even harder. "I said it before. As long as they are willing to join the Blasphemers, I naturally won't kill them. Our reputation as Blasphemers is indeed bad, but we don't kill people without reason."

"There are some lunatics in this world who are far more dangerous than us. Like you, the holder of the mask of calamity. Wherever you go, calamity spreads. How many people have you already killed?"

"Half a month ago, at that mine you were at, almost all of the more than a thousand people in the entire mine died. What role did you play in that?"

"A week ago at Linshan Market, how many more did you kill? Was the arrest warrant for you issued for no reason? You also swindled Director Wei out of thirty spirit stones; that matter has already blown up."

"And today." Yellow Beard said, pointing around. "This entire camp, plus an entire team of Bounty Hunters, will all die because of you. It's no exaggeration to say you are a walking calamity."

Tang Long couldn't help but suck air through his teeth. He felt... why did it feel like he had met a fellow professional?

With Yellow Beard's instigation, the way the Bounty Hunters looked at him was clearly a bit off.

But that wasn't important.

The most important thing was that less than thirty meters away, there was still a big shot of unknown origin, which was very nerve-wracking.

After all, because of Lu Xiaohu last night, he had offended a certain mysterious existence.

Therefore, the possibility of the other party targeting him was definitely not low.

If it was the one from last night, they likely recognized the mask of calamity as well.

If it was someone from the Blasphemers, that would only be worse.

Regardless of which side they were from, this card of his had ultimately become known to many people; it couldn't be hidden at all.

Without figuring out which faction this big shot belonged to, it would be difficult to think of a way to deal with it.

Although the mask could resurrect him, it was hidden in Mu Dayong and his companion's room. At such a close distance, he would definitely not escape the senses of a powerful expert after resurrecting. If things went wrong, he might be finished.

Speaking of factions, Tang Long couldn't help but lament that he still hadn't worked hard enough.

If he had already reached level ten by now, even if there was no place to change classes, the Faction Reputation function would have automatically unlocked. That way, he might have been able to see some clues.

Yellow Beard was stalling for time, but in fact, he was stalling too.

Stalling until his skill CD was up, he first cast Detection on the big shot. As expected, it was all question marks; he couldn't see a thing.

Then he could only test it himself. He would first drive the Blasphemers into a corner. If the person still didn't act, they probably weren't with the Blasphemers.

Thinking of this, he immediately retorted with sarcasm.

"Blasphemers are really a bunch of trash. Are you really unable to recruit anyone useful?"

"A heavenly change occurred at the mine; what does that have to do with me? As for what happened after, it has always been you Blasphemers plotting to hunt me down. Which of the people who died in the process was innocent? Speaking of today, are you trying to pin the people you've killed or want to kill on my head?"

"That's the logic of a shrew shouting in the street. If all Blasphemers are at your level, you're destined for nothing, and it's no wonder you're always treated like stray dogs."

"Also, you've rambled all this nonsense just to wait for my psionic energy to drop, haven't you?"

"Do you think that if you stall until my psionic energy is depleted, you'll definitely win?"

"Your so-called Psionic Suppression is actually absorbing the psionic energy within the domain into your own body. Right now, the psionic energy in your body has far exceeded your proper limit, which is how you achieve your combat power amplification. Right?"

"But what is the limit of psionic energy this body of yours can contain? If it reaches the limit, will your body explode?"

Yellow Beard lost his previous composure and immediately launched a second attack on Tang Long.

He had no choice.

The opponent had seen through his trump card completely. Any Blasphemer would want to kill him immediately.

Furthermore, Tang Long was not wrong at all. The main purpose of his speech was to wait for Tang Long's psionic energy to drop, while simultaneously helping to relieve the pressure on Elder Ming.

During the time of their conversation, his domain had been covering Tang Long the entire time. According to experience, his psionic energy should have dropped significantly by now, and his strength would have decreased accordingly. As for how much it had dropped, he could only verify it personally.

In the blink of an eye, two fists collided, and the right sleeves of both men's clothes shattered simultaneously from the shock.