681: Chapter 681 I surrender!!

Swoosh—!!!

Just then, a sharp sound of breaking air came from above!

It was the Undying Blood River situated high in the sky.

The Undying Blood River surged, the sound of its waters crashing echoing through the Void Realm.

The crimson river water converged toward the center, rotating and compressing, and in the blink of an eye, it condensed into a Blood-colored Long Spear!

The shaft of that Blood-colored Long Spear was as crimson as blood, its surface flowing with a dark red luster.

Strands of blood-red patterns coiled and spiraled around the shaft.

At the tip of the spear, a faint blood-light flickered, emitting a heart-palpitating blood qi.

The Blood-colored Long Spear paused for a moment high in the air, its tip aimed at the crack-covered Xuanhuang Boulder below, and then it struck down violently!

Boom—!!!

The Blood-colored Long Spear accurately pierced the top of the boulder, its tip embedding deeply within.

The crimson blood-light collided violently with the xuanhuang-colored radiance, erupting in a blinding glare.

Bang—!!!

With the addition of the Blood-colored Long Spear, the already overburdened boulder defense shattered on the spot!

Those stone fragments rapidly disintegrated in the Void Realm, turning into wisps of xuanhuang qi that dissipated into the surroundings.

The body of the Xuanhuang War General was now exposed before the four long spears.

At this moment, its internal aura was in a state of chaos.

To maintain the boulder defense just now, it had already consumed a massive amount of xuanhuang qi; it was now in the awkward moment where its old strength was spent and new strength had yet to arise.

The four long spears gave it no chance to catch its breath.

The Golden Giant Spear, the Deep Blue Giant Spear, the Emerald Giant Spear, and the Blood-colored Long Spear—four spears stabbed in simultaneously from four directions, sealing off all possible paths of retreat for the Xuanhuang War General!

To the east was the Golden Giant Spear, to the west the Emerald Giant Spear, to the south the Deep Blue Giant Spear, and from above, the Blood-colored Long Spear.

The Xuanhuang War General had no time to dodge and no strength to resist.

Carrying world-destroying power, the four long spears stabbed ruthlessly into its body!

Puchi— Puchi— Puchi— Puchi—

Four muffled thuds rang out almost simultaneously.

The four long spears passed through the Xuanhuang War General's body, leaving four large holes of different colors—golden, deep blue, emerald, and crimson.

At the edges of the four large holes, light flowed and colors overflowed; the four colors of light intertwined to form a bizarre yet brilliant scene.

The Xuanhuang War General's body froze.

It looked down at the four large holes in its own body.

Then—its body began to slowly dissipate.

Starting from the soles of its feet, the xuanhuang-colored body turned into specks of light, drifting in the air like fireflies.

Then the legs, abdomen, chest, arms... bit by bit, wisp by wisp.

The Xuanhuang War Hammer in its hand also dissipated, turning into xuanhuang light spots that merged into the Void Realm.

With that, the Xuanhuang War General fell.

...

Below, Zhao Wuji's aura also fell into disarray due to the fall of the Xuanhuang War General.

A Spirit Beast Phantom is linked to its master; if the phantom is destroyed, the master will inevitably suffer trauma.

Zhao Wuji's face turned slightly pale. His aura was several degrees weaker than before.

Qin Yan came before Zhao Wuji and spoke indifferently.

“Zhao Wuji, do you still want to continue?”

Behind him, the auras of the three Wondrous Trees and the Undying Blood River all pressed down toward Zhao Wuji.

The sharpness of the Golden Element Wondrous Tree, the vitality of the Wooden Element Divine Tree, the chill of the Water-element Wondrous Tree, and the blood qi of the Undying Blood River—four forces pressed against Zhao Wuji from four directions simultaneously.

Zhao Wuji suddenly felt an immense pressure bearing down on him.

And at that moment, he felt his own blood qi being suppressed violently as well.

He looked around, only to see wisps of blood mist swirling about like a layer of red gauze, enveloping him within.

In the air, strands of xuanhuang qi were dissipating.

Those were the remnants of his Xuanhuang Domain, being bit by bit swallowed and worn away by the blood mist.

His Xuanhuang Domain had been broken.

Zhao Wuji glanced around, his heart already clear on the situation.

Domain suppression, three Spirit Beast Phantoms, one acupoint manifestation, plus Qin Yan himself—fourfold pressure surged from all directions.

Five against one.

How could he fight?

Although he still had some trump cards he hadn't used, he knew that even if he did, he wouldn't be Qin Yan's match.

It wasn't that his trump cards weren't strong enough, but that the gap had already grown to a degree that trump cards could not bridge.

This Qin Yan was simply a Prodigy.

With the other party's current terrifying strength, he was already completely on par with those few Prodigies who had condensed Supreme-level Intent.

And now, Zhao Wuji felt that Qin Yan already had the qualifications to stand as an equal among them.

Zhao Wuji tightened his fists, a surge of unwillingness churning in his heart.

He wanted to win.

He didn't want to lose.

But reality was reality; it couldn't be changed by willpower alone.

Ultimately, his fists relaxed.

Zhao Wuji exhaled a long breath of turbid air, looked at Qin Yan, and said:

“Qin Yan, you are very powerful. I lose, and I am thoroughly defeated.”

“However, the path of martial arts is long. I will definitely surpass you in the future.”

After Zhao Wuji finished speaking, he raised his head, looked toward the sky, and raised his voice: “Peak Master, I concede!”

Qin Yan curled his lip upon hearing this.

Thoroughly defeated?

If he hadn't seen the other's clenched fists, he might have actually believed Zhao Wuji's nonsense.

This guy looked big and crude, but he had no shortage of schemes.

But since the other had already conceded, Qin Yan didn't think more on it.

With a wave of his palm, the moyuan spirit weapon immediately turned into a streak of black light and sank into his body.

The three Wondrous Trees behind him also turned into streaks of light—golden, emerald, and deep blue—the three streams of light spiraled once behind him and then disappeared into his back.

The Undying Blood River similarly withdrew; the faint phantom of the blood river above his head receded like a tide, returning into his body.

The blood mist permeating the air also retracted and dissipated rapidly like a receding tide, vanishing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

“Good match.”

Qin Yan said indifferently.

...

High in the sky, Peak Master Jian Wuya's phantom nodded upon hearing Zhao Wuji's words.

That giant face condensed from Sword Intent starlight slowly dissipated.

The silver radiance turned back into specks of starlight, scattering through the space.

Immediately after, Qin Yan discovered that the scenery before him was rapidly changing.

The Sword Intent starlight began to dissipate, and the silver light gradually faded.

The surrounding space rippled like the surface of water, undulating layer by layer.

In the next moment, light flashed before him.

Qin Yan felt his vision blur as his body was lifted by an invisible force.

That force was warm and gentle, carrying him through space.

By the time he stood firm again, his figure had already appeared inside the main hall.