812: Chapter 801 A Crushing Blow!

The two looked at the white-robed youth standing ahead, still calm and with his hands behind his back, the terror in their hearts spreading wildly like vines.

Qin Yan ignored their gazes, raised his finger, and pointed at them.

"Hum—!"

"Hum—!"

Two Dark Gas Masses shot out from Qin Yan's hands, tearing through the space at an astonishing speed, leaving two black trails in the air as they attacked the two.

Although the gas masses were not large, they contained an extremely rich Darkness Power and emitted an aura that made one's heart palpitate.

In their panic, the two Martial Artists raised their respective spirit weapons to block, but at this moment, they were suppressed by the Darkness Domain so much that they were not even in their Peak state when not using their Golden Bodies. With fifty percent of their blood and Qi weakened, their formidable cultivation at the Grandmaster Middle Stage had already plummeted to the bottom. How could they possibly withstand such a terrifying blow from Qin Yan in this state?

The Dark Gas Masses knocked away their weapons—the golden longsword flew out of hand, spinning far away in the air; the golden war saber was similarly knocked away, tracing an arc in the air before falling to the ground.

The Dark Gas Masses pierced through their Golden Bodies.

Starting from the point of impact, cracks spread across the Golden Bodies, and golden fragments splashed in all directions.

The Golden Bodies dissipated, and then two weak figures appeared before him.

Their faces were pale, their auras were weak, and their eyes were filled with fear and disbelief.

They looked at Qin Yan, opened their mouths, wanting to say something, but could say nothing.

Immediately, they fell into a coma, their bodies collapsing toward the ground.

Looking over, one could see two tiny blood holes in their abdomens, where blood flowed and Darkness Power permeated.

Black mist churned at the wounds, preventing them from healing and eroding their vitality.

"Hum hum—!" White light flashed in the air; the envoy of the Temple of Time had made a move.

White light descended from the Void Realm, like two white ribbons, precisely wrapping around their bodies.

With a flash of light, their figures disappeared from before Qin Yan, having been sent away from the battlefield to a safe place.

Qin Yan saw this scene and shook his head. He did not say much, nor did he linger.

This was just a small interlude on the battlefield, not worth his excessive attention.

His gaze continued to look around, searching for his next target.

Immediately, he took a step and walked toward the surroundings.

However, as Qin Yan walked, one of his hands was forming hand seals.

His fingers traced mysterious trajectories in the air, leaving behind streaks of black light.

Around him, black Spirit Seals were slowly forming around his body.

The Spirit Seals were pitch black like ink, palm-sized, hovering in the air and rotating slowly.

The Spirit Seals were engraved with complex patterns.

One, two, three—more and more Spirit Seals condensed, intertwined, and arranged themselves around Qin Yan.

...

In the shadows, an envoy wearing a white dress and a moon-white veil watched Qin Yan.

Her figure was slender, her temperament refined, like a white lotus blooming in the Void Realm.

In her hand, she picked up a pen and recorded rapidly, the tip of the pen tracing through the Void Realm, leaving behind lines of silver text.

"Taixuan Holy Land Inner Court Disciple Qin Yan, Spiritual Power Cultivator, Mental Energy of 538 Hz, is a Spirit Array Master, talent is formidable..."

"Comprehensive evaluation: Prodigy level, recommend prioritizing attention."

As she wrote, she observed Qin Yan's every move.

...

Qin Yan himself did not know that he had attracted the attention of the Temple of Time envoy.

Even less did he know that his specific Mental Energy cultivation had been seen through by someone.

538 Hz—this was his current Mental Energy cultivation.

That's right, after this period of cultivation, Qin Yan's Mental Energy had reached 538 Hz.

The cultivation efficiency of the Shadow Clone was as terrifying as ever.

521 to 540 Hz corresponds to the Seventh Grade Middle Stage cultivation Realm.

Qin Yan's Mental Energy had already reached the level of the Seventh Grade Middle Stage.

Moreover, due to the darkness attribute, his Mental Energy was of extremely high quality. Senior Disciple Wen Ya's Mental Energy had reached the Seventh Grade Peak, yet he could not see through Qin Yan's Mental Energy Realm.

Yun Yazi, this Elder of Yuntai Sect, could only vaguely discern his Mental Energy Realm and could not accurately judge it.

But the Temple of Time envoy could see Qin Yan's specific Mental Energy, which meant that the other party's strength was either exceptionally strong or their attainments in Mental Energy were extremely profound!

At the very least, they were a True King level existence.

Qin Yan walked through the battlefield, and under the shroud of the Darkness Domain, the Domains of various experts were eroded and devoured one by one, their combat power dropping significantly!

Those Domains, some golden, some silver, some cyan, some red—but regardless of the color or the attribute, before the Darkness Domain, they were like paper, collapsing at a single touch.

Gold dimmed, silver shattered, cyan dissipated, red extinguished—the Darkness Power was like an invisible torrent, devouring, annihilating, and eliminating those Domains one by one.

Those experts shrouded by the Darkness Domain only felt their blood and Qi suppressed, their True Qi suppressed, and their power suppressed.

Their combat power instantly dropped by fifty percent!

On the battlefield, Qin Yan's figure was like a streak of white lightning, shuttling through the Void Realm.

His movements were clean and neat, without any hesitation, and every strike was precise and fatal, like an experienced hunter harvesting prey.

He flicked his finger, and a black Qi energy shot out from his fingertip, at an astonishing speed, precisely striking the Golden Body of a Grandmaster Middle Stage Martial Artist.

The Golden Body exploded in response, golden fragments splashed in all directions, and the Martial Artist's figure fell out of the Golden Body, pale, and immediately fell into a coma.

He struck out with a palm, and a large dark palm print formed in the air.

The palm print was several zhang in size, pitch black, with complex patterns flowing on its surface, emitting a heart-palpitating pressure.

The palm print descended like a black mountain, pressing toward another Grandmaster Middle Stage Martial Artist.

The Martial Artist wanted to dodge, but the speed of the palm print was too fast and the range too wide, with nowhere to escape.

The palm print landed on him, the golden Golden Body shattered on the spot, and his body was also knocked into a coma, falling from the air.

He threw a punch, patterns flashing on the giant dark fist, black light condensing on the fist like a black meteor, blasting toward a Grandmaster Middle Stage Martial Artist.

Wherever the giant fist passed, the space rippled with layers of black, and the air emitted sharp sonic booms.

The Martial Artist raised his weapon to block, but the power of the giant fist was far beyond his imagination—the weapon flew out of his hand, the Golden Body shattered, his body was knocked flying, tracing an arc in the air, and then slammed heavily onto the ground.

Wherever Qin Yan passed, not a single one of those Grandmaster Middle Stage Martial Artists could withstand a single blow from him!

Every opponent before him was like paper, collapsing at a single touch.

However, if one looked carefully, one would find that Qin Yan's strikes were not without rules.

(My eyes are closing~ So sleepy. If there's no update at 10 o'clock, everyone go to sleep; I'll make it up later~)