437: Chapter 437 A Puppet in the Mid-Fifth Rank!

A slight smile curled at the corner of Qin Yan's lips.

"Vitality... still not as high as mine."

His total vitality of 56,000 units, although a whole major realm lower than his opponent,

was actually quite a bit higher in sheer quantity.

His current total vitality was fifty-six thousand units.

The Golden Little Figure was around 47,000 units.

A difference of nearly ten thousand units of vitality!

At that moment, the Golden Little Figure moved.

The Taibai Sharp Gold True Qi around its body surged abruptly, like boiling magma, madly converging towards its head.

In the blink of an eye, that sharp Qi condensed into the phantom of a massive golden greatsword!

The greatsword was ten meters long and one and a half meters wide, its entire body dazzling with golden light, radiating an incomparably sharp, cutting-everything aura.

Just its phantom caused the surrounding air to warp slightly, as if unable to bear this sharpness.

The Golden Little Figure raised its hand and pressed down.

The golden greatsword in the air responded, descending with a world-destroying momentum as it slashed down towards Qin Yan!

Before the sword arrived, its Sword Qi had already reached him.

Qin Yan's expression tightened; he dared not be careless.

With a flip of his wrist, the Ink-Marked Spear instantly appeared in his hand!

Spear in hand, Qin Yan's aura skyrocketed.

Facing the oncoming golden greatsword, Qin Yan's internal True Qi surged wildly.

From his lungs, the Taibai Sharp Gold True Qi poured into the long spear like floodgates opened.

And deep within the core of the golden True Qi, a pitch-black Destructions End Spear Qi, like a god of death hidden behind the light, was ready to strike!

Gold and black intertwined into a blinding golden-black Spear Qi that shot out from the spear tip!

"Ssssh——!"

Where the Spear Qi passed, the air was torn, leaving behind a charred black scar that lingered!

The next instant—

"BOOM!!!"

The golden-black Spear Qi and the golden greatsword collided violently!

Blinding light erupted from the point of impact!

A terrifying shockwave wildly spread out in all directions!

But the collision did not last long.

The golden greatsword, upon contact with the golden-black Spear Qi, shattered like fragile glass, crumbling inch by inch from the tip!

Countless golden fragments scattered everywhere, like a rain of gold!

The golden-black Spear Qi, after piercing through the greatsword, its momentum undiminished, shot straight towards the Golden Little Figure!

"Boom!"

Another loud explosion!

The Golden Little Figure's body was struck head-on by the golden-black Spear Qi, instantly transforming into a shower of golden light, dissipating into nothingness.

Forty-first floor, cleared.

Qin Yan withdrew his spear and stood calmly, his expression placid.

Light flashed.

Qin Yan's figure appeared on the forty-second floor.

The opponent on this floor was also an early-stage Fifth-Rank, a green little figure cultivating the "Yi Mu Chang Sheng Jue".

The outcome was identical to the forty-first floor.

One spear.

Instant kill.

Forty-third floor.

As Qin Yan stepped into this floor's space, his gaze fell upon the earthy-yellow figure opposite him, and his expression suddenly turned grave.

The Yellow Puppet cultivated the "Hou Tu Zai Wu Jue".

But its aura was more than a notch stronger than the previous two floors—

Mid-stage Fifth-Rank!

Moreover, it was a mid-stage Fifth-Rank cultivating a "Profound Mystery·Heavenly Gang" level technique!

Qin Yan focused his senses, quickly estimating his opponent's strength.

"Vitality... around 77,000 units."

77,000 units.

A full 21,000 units higher than him!

This was suppression by realm, a gap in level.

"This is a tough fight."

He murmured softly, yet there was not a trace of fear in his tone, only a hint of suppressed excitement.

What if it's 77,000 units of vitality?

What if it's mid-stage Fifth-Rank?

He, Qin Yan, had never feared a strong opponent on his journey thus far.

Within the space of the forty-third floor, the atmosphere was oppressive as a mountain.

That earthy-yellow figure had completely "come alive" the moment Qin Yan stepped in.

Two points of blazing earthy-yellow light suddenly ignited within its empty eye sockets, like an ancient behemoth opening its eyes from slumber.

"Rumble——!!!"

A surge of majestic, suffocating vitality fluctuation erupted from its seemingly unimpressive frame!

Causing the surrounding air to stagnate!

The next instant, the yellow figure moved!

Its right fist clenched, dense earthy-yellow True Qi swirling and condensing on its knuckles like a phantom mountain!

The power carried on that fist was terrifying enough to shatter small hills and crack the earth!

It took a step forward!

"Thud——!!!"

The entire ground shook violently!

A visible shockwave spread out from under its feet!

The yellow figure's form, carrying an overwhelming momentum, charged fiercely towards Qin Yan!

Before the fist arrived, its pressure descended like Mount Tai crushing down!

Qin Yan's eyes narrowed, yet he showed no fear!

He gripped the Ink-Marked Spear with both hands, his internal vitality surging madly!

"Hum——!"

On the spear shaft, strands of condensed, substantial crimson Gang Qi appeared layer by layer, like awakened flood dragons!

One strand, two strands, three strands...

A full fifty-six strands of Blood Gang densely coiled around the spear shaft, emitting a blood-red light that inspired dread!

Blood Gang.

This was the signature ability of a Third-Rank Martial Artist.

Blood Gang was an energy form condensed using one's own abundant vitality as the foundation.

One thousand units of vitality could condense one strand of Blood Gang.

And the power unleashed by one strand of Blood Gang in battle was equivalent to a full-force strike of one hundred units of vitality.

For a martial artist, the stronger the strength and the more abundant the vitality, the more Blood Gang strands one could condense.

Legend had it that those Ninth-Grade Venerables and Tenth Rank Kings standing atop the myriad realms, when erupting at full power, could blot out the sky with their Blood Gang. A single strike could split mountains and seas without question!

And now, Qin Yan, with his fifty-six thousand units of vitality as the foundation, had condensed a full fifty-six strands of Blood Gang!

This was already the limit of his current realm!

Once the Blood Gang was condensed, Qin Yan did not stop.

With another thought, the Spear Qi within him, containing the concept of destruction and termination, surged out, covering the Blood Gang!

The vastness of the Blood Gang and the sharpness of the Spear Qi merged into one!

On the spear shaft, red, black, and golden light intertwined, dazzling yet radiating a heart-palpitating aura of destruction!

"Ha!"

Qin Yan roared, holding the spear with both hands, twisting his waist and hips, gathering all his strength into a single point!

The long spear shot forth like a dragon, thrusting fiercely towards the oncoming yellow fist phantom!

"Whoosh——!!!"

The air was torn, emitting a piercing sonic boom!

The tri-colored Spear Qi and the earthy-yellow fist phantom collided violently!

"Boom——!!!"

A deafening, earth-shaking explosion!

Centered on the point where spear and fist met, a terrifying shockwave wildly spread in all directions!

However, at the instant of collision—

Qin Yan's expression changed abruptly!

He felt an overwhelming, mountain-toppling force transmit through the spear shaft!

That power was so strong, so tyrannical, as if a real mountain had slammed into him, sending his entire body flying backward uncontrollably!

"Thud, thud, thud!"

He retreated several steps in mid-air before barely managing to steady himself.