281: Chapter 281 The Final Challenge!

The white-robed Elven Mage phantom saw that Qin Yan didn't seem to be severely injured after head-on resisting the "Hundred Kill Arrows."

The scepter in his hand lit up again, attempting to mobilize the remaining energy in the square to condense a second wave of attacks.

However, how could Qin Yan give him the chance to cast spells so leisurely?

"To catch the bandits, first capture their leader!"

A sharp glint flashed in Qin Yan's eyes.

He forcibly suppressed the churning blood and qi in his body and stomped hard on the cracked green jade stone ground!

"Boom!"

With a muffled thud, his figure shot out like an arrow from a bowstring, aiming directly at the white-robed mage located at the rear of the battle formation!

The dozens of Elven Warrior phantoms remaining along the way had undergone a fierce battle with Qin Yan just now, especially the energy backlash and dissipation caused when the "Hundred Kill Arrows" were broken.

At this moment, their figures had become erratic, and their energy fluctuations were less than half of what they once were.

They tried to block him, waving dim energy longswords and firing sporadic, sparse green arrows.

But whether in speed or power, they were far inferior to the beginning.

The attacks landed on his body like a breeze brushing over a mountain rock, unable to even leave a white mark.

In just a few breaths' time, Qin Yan had already rushed close to the white-robed mage phantom!

The white-robed mage's reaction wasn't slow; he immediately stopped the spell he was brewing and instead held the scepter in front of him, green light flowing across its body.

He attempted to construct an energy barrier while tapping the head of the scepter rapidly, creating several sharp green energy spikes out of thin air.

They shot toward Qin Yan's face.

"Break!"

Facing the incoming energy spikes, Qin Yan neither dodged nor avoided them, letting them land on his body and create small ripples.

The long spear in his hand turned into a pale gold trail that tore through the air, fiercely piercing the weak barrier supported by the scepter!

"Pop—!"

With a soft sound, the green barrier was instantly pierced and shredded!

The Spear Light was not yet exhausted, and the long spear, like a venomous dragon emerging from its cave, instantly pierced the "chest" of the white-robed mage phantom.

"Puchi!"

The white-robed mage's movements suddenly froze.

Immediately after, with a "bang," he completely exploded.

Turning into a large cloud of even denser green energy bubbles and light specks.

"It seems the setting of this white-robed mage leans more toward being a Spiritual Power Cultivator."

Qin Yan retracted his spear, thinking to himself, "Once successfully approached by a melee martial artist of the same level, their spellcasting is interrupted, and their own defense is relatively weak, so their combat power will be greatly reduced."

In the cultivation system, Spiritual Power Cultivators are indeed relatively rare.

They do not rely on blood and qi or physical constitution, but instead specialize in spirit power, using their will to communicate with the energy of heaven and earth.

They perform various miraculous techniques with many methods and great power, often holding an advantage among those of the same rank.

Moreover, due to their strong spirit power.

When learning auxiliary skills such as alchemy, weapon refinement, and runes.

They are also much more relaxed than Blood and Qi Martial Artists, truly versatile.

The powerful "Hundred Kill Arrows" formation from before was clearly controlled with this white-robed mage phantom as the core.

Without him, the formation lost its "brain" and "commander."

Having resolved this greatest source of threat, Qin Yan turned his gaze to the remaining Elven Warrior and archer phantoms on the square.

Raising his long spear, he took the initiative to charge into the enemy crowd!

Spear shadows fluttered like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

These remaining phantoms could hardly organize any decent resistance.

And under the sharp Spear Light, they exploded one after another, turning into a sky full of green light rain.

Just a few minutes later, the last Elven Archer phantom was pierced by Qin Yan's spear and vanished silently.

The entire vast square returned to silence once again.

Only the marks left by the battle on the ground and the energy aftershocks in the air that had not yet fully dissipated proved the intense offense and defense just now.

Qin Yan stood leaning on his spear, calming his slightly agitated blood and qi.

He looked around this empty trial ground, and couldn't help but feel emotional:

"As expected of a legacy land ranked among the 'Ten Mansions'!"

Just the first stage of this outer area has such intensity!

"Without the combat power of a Third Grade Limit, I'm afraid one wouldn't even pass this first stage and would only be 'invited' out."

Only after experiencing it personally did he truly realize the severity of this Ancient Royal Court legacy land. It was no wonder that even though the Canglin Ancient Peak had been discovered and explored for so long, the geniuses who could truly obtain the core legacy were as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns.

This was not just luck, but a cruel screening where strength, temperament, and even a hint of opportunity were all indispensable.

His gaze couldn't help but turn toward the other side of the square.

Although obstructed by layers of energy barriers and phantoms that had not yet fully dissipated, and his vision was unclear.

But he could vaguely see blood-red light sometimes surging and sometimes shrinking, carrying a sharp and eerie aura.

Clearly, the battle on Su Liuli's side had also reached a fever pitch.

About seven or eight minutes later.

"Boom—!!!"

A muffled roar, even heavier than when Qin Yan had defeated the Hundred Kill Arrows, erupted from the area where Su Liuli was!

Immediately after, that restless blood-colored energy fluctuation quickly subsided and converged.

Su Liuli's slender white figure reappeared in Qin Yan's field of vision.

She was still dressed in white, spotless and untainted by dust.

Only her aura was slightly fluctuating, and her cheeks were faintly flushed; clearly, the battle just now had not been easy for her either.

When she saw Qin Yan already standing on the opposite side, composed and with a steady aura, a trace of very faint surprise couldn't help but flash in her indifferent eyes.

Clearly, she hadn't expected Qin Yan's speed in breaking through the stage to be even faster than hers.

However, this hint of surprise was quickly retracted by her.

She didn't say much, only giving Qin Yan a slight nod before walking to the side to also begin meditating and recovering.

To her, although the previous stage was somewhat troublesome.

But it was far from the point where she needed to use her true trump cards; preserving strength to deal with subsequent stages was the key.

Qin Yan also withdrew his gaze, sat cross-legged, and seized the time to recover his state.

About fifteen minutes later.

When both Qin Yan's and Su Liuli's auras had returned to their peak, the majestic and rigid voice resounded once again in the center of the square:

"First stage 'Elven Hundred Killing Array' passed.

The ultimate stage, the challenge... begins!"

As the words fell, the green jade brick floor of the entire square, as well as the surrounding energy barriers, simultaneously lit up with a soft and vast emerald-green light!

Countless streaks of extremely pure life energy, like summoned fireflies.

They rose from every corner of the square, madly converging toward the sky above the very center of the square!

The speed and scale of the convergence made it seem as if a portion of the source power accumulated by the entire "Qinglin Mansion" had been mobilized!

The dazzling green light was almost impossible to look at directly.

A majestic pressure, ancient and noble yet carrying a hint of youthful sharpness, slowly descended.

The light gradually faded, and a lifelike figure condensed from the purest emerald energy quietly suspended in the air above the center of the square.

It was the image of a young male of the Elf Clan.

He had a tall and slender posture, with a few strands of hair gently swaying in the breeze.