857: Chapter 846 Devouring Spirit Weapons!!

"Boom!" The protective shield was shattered, yellow fragments scattering in all directions.

The Disciple was instantly sent flying, drawing an arc in the air as the light on his golden body dimmed significantly.

"Roar!" A Dragon's roar echoed, deep and majestic.

Zhou Long stood behind the Time Spirit, the long sword in his hand blooming with yellow light, looking like a yellow sun rising on the blade.

With a slash of his sword, a phantom of a yellow Dragon soared from the long sword, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws as it lunged aggressively, pouncing straight toward the Time Spirit!

The Time Spirit had just blasted that Yuan Palace Junior Brother away, and its massive body was currently in a defensive vacuum where its old strength was spent and new strength had not yet arisen.

Facing the roaring phantom of the giant yellow Dragon, it had no time to make any effective blocks.

It could only hastily push the silver light all over its body to the limit, using the power of time to slow down the yellow Dragon's speed.

Then, it barely managed to twist its body and hastily threw a punch.

However, how could the Time Spirit's hurried counterattack possibly contend with Zhou Long's full-strength strike, which had been building up power for so long?

The silver fist glow and the yellow Dragon phantom collided violently in mid-air, only holding out for a brief moment before being utterly crushed.

The Time Spirit's massive body was sent flying like a broken kite, plowing a long trench in the silver seawater.

Just then, the Yuan Palace Junior Brother who had been repelled earlier stabilized himself and rejoined the battlefield.

The two launched a pincer attack from the left and right. Relying on their tacit cooperation from years of fighting side by side, they actually managed to suppress the Time Spirit slightly.

This fierce battle lasted for a full two hours.

The silver seawater was churned into a boiling frenzy by the terrifying energy aftershocks, and deafening collisions echoed one after another across this sea area.

Ultimately, under the continuous onslaught of the two, the Time Spirit could no longer hold on. After letting out an unwilling wail, its massive body exploded, turning into countless fragments of silver time energy.

Those fragments slowly gathered in mid-air, eventually condensing into exactly thirty translucent white time crystals, which Zhou Long swept into his pockets.

The two deactivated their golden bodies, the earthy yellow glow fading from their bodies.

The figures of their golden bodies slowly shrank in the Void Realm, turning into specks of light and dispersing into the seawater.

Revealing two pale, weakened faces.

Zhou Long's chest heaved violently, his forehead covered in fine beads of sweat, while his Junior Brother could barely even stand steadily.

"Junior Brother, hurry up and adjust your breathing to recover your state," Zhou Long urged, forcing himself to speak.

The Yuan Palace Junior Brother nodded.

However, just as the two were about to sit cross-legged to adjust their breathing, two pitch-black arrows suddenly shot out from the Void Realm without any warning.

The two arrows were incredibly fast, tearing two long black tracks through the silver seawater as they passed.

Even space itself rippled with fine rings of waves under the erosion of that pure Darkness Power.

Seeing this, their expressions changed drastically—someone had actually been lurking in the shadows all along, and the attacker was a wielder of Darkness Power.

The two did not dare to be careless in the slightest, summoning their respective spirit weapons almost at the exact same instant.

They poured all of their remaining vital energy and blood into them, slashing fiercely at the two incoming dark arrows.

However, the moment their spirit weapons collided with the dark arrows, they felt an overwhelmingly terrifying force transmit through their weapons.

The webbing between their thumbs and index fingers instantly split open, and the spirit weapons in their hands were knocked flying.

Having lost their final barrier, the two spears of darkness struck their bodies without any obstruction.

Their bodies flew backward like sandbags struck by a heavy hammer, both spitting out a mouthful of bright red blood in mid-air.

They then floated in the silver seawater like two puppets with their strings cut.

Zhou Long and his Junior Brother struggled to lift their heads and exchanged a glance, both seeing the unconcealable shock in each other's eyes.

The newcomer was simply too terrifying.

Although they were not in their Peak states, they were still Yuan Palace Personal Disciples at the Peak Grandmaster level who had condensed golden bodies of over eighty-five Zhang.

Even if most of their vital energy and blood had been depleted, they should not have been instantly defeated by a single strike.

Before they could recover from their shock, two pitch-black giant hammers condensed in the Void Realm, carrying immense force as they smashed down mercilessly on them.

The two spat out blood once again, and their vision went black as they fell completely unconscious.

"I suppose this counts as reaping the benefits of others' labor."

Qin Yan's figure slowly emerged from the darkness. The dense Darkness Power and the pure black Taiyin Power re-entered his body like tamed fish.

He stepped over to the two Yuan Palace Disciples, searched them, and quickly swept all the treasures from their storage spaces into his own pockets.

"They are Personal Disciples of the Yuan Palace after all, how can they have so few resources on them?"

Qin Yan muttered with a hint of disdain.

Adding everything on them together, they only had a little over a hundred time crystals, plus a few seventh-grade Spirit Medicines of decent quality.

This harvest was simply not worth mentioning compared to his previous trip to the Yuntai Academy.

However, when Qin Yan's gaze fell upon their two natal spirit weapons floating not far away after being knocked flying, his eyes instantly lit up.

Both spirit weapons were genuine thousand-pattern spirit weapons. Zhou Long's heavy long sword had over six thousand patterns, while his Junior Brother's saber also had over five thousand patterns.

The moyuan spirit weapon had stayed at over three hundred patterns for a very long time now.

Now, these two high-grade thousand-pattern spirit weapons were just enough to give Moyuan a wonderful feast.

With a wave of his hand, Qin Yan drew the two spirit weapons into his grasp from afar, then summoned the moyuan spirit weapon.

Moyuan's pitch-black spear shaft seemed to sense the presence of the two thousand-pattern spirit weapons before it. The dim patterns on the shaft instantly flickered with excitement like long-starved cubs. Strands of light extended from the shaft, wrapping around the two spirit weapons layer by layer like countless tiny tentacles.

It began a slow and steady process of devouring and refining.

Of course, Moyuan was currently only a hundred-pattern spirit weapon with over three hundred patterns. It was by no means an easy task to devour two thousand-pattern spirit weapons whose grades were far higher than its own in one go.

The speed of devouring would naturally not be too fast.

However, Qin Yan did not mind this at all—after all, he was currently inside the Sea of Time, where the flow of time was ten times faster than the outside world.

The time that others lacked the most happened to be the thing he lacked the least right now.

Once Moyuan completely finished refining these two thousand-pattern spirit weapons, its grade would surely experience a qualitative leap.

(Off to play~)