864: Chapter 853 The Cicada is Hidden Behind!

Silver lightning illuminated the entire sea, enveloping everything in a blinding white light.

In the sea, a golden body as tall as eighty-five zhang was struck by the silver lightning—silver electrical light wrapped around his golden body like countless silver spirit serpents, instantly disintegrating it! Golden fragments splattered in all directions, slowly drifting away in the silver seawater.

A giant beast was struck, its massive body enveloped in silver lightning. Its entire body trembled violently from the shock, silver electric arcs dancing across its skin like countless silver insects crawling. Soon, its eyes rolled back, white foam spewed from its mouth, and it fell unconscious, its massive body slowly sinking into the silver seawater.

One by one, the prodigies were struck by the lightning, either severely injured or falling unconscious.

Their golden bodies shattered, their bodies convulsed, and their consciousness blurred.

The silver lightning, like a ruthless reaper, drew silver trails through the silver seawater, striking down one Martial Artist after another.

Instantly, this area became a world of silver lightning hell—lightning intertwined, thunder roared, and electric light flashed, like a Domain belonging to thunder, enveloping all intruders within.

Qin Yan looked toward those four powerful prodigies.

For the other prodigies, blocking even a single bolt of lightning was extremely difficult, like a small boat struggling in a storm, liable to capsize at any moment.

Yet these few did so with ease, calm and composed.

Seeing this, Qin Yan used his Mental Energy to control the surrounding lightning, condensing hundreds of lightning bolts into four pillars of lightning, each hundreds of zhang thick.

Silver light condensed, compressed, and sublimated within the lightning pillars, carrying world-destroying power as it blasted toward the four!

Like four giant silver swords, they slashed toward the four targets simultaneously.

Looking at the four giant lightning bolts above them, a solemn look appeared in the eyes of the four prodigies as well.

They felt a fatal threat from those four lightning bolts.

The four exchanged glances, their years of combat experience allowing them to reach a tacit understanding almost instantly.

The four gathered together at once. Three golden bodies, each over ninety-five zhang tall, stood side by side, the light of their respective elemental attributes bursting to the limit simultaneously on their golden bodies.

A towering black water curtain surged around Kun Ye's giant kun form.

Atop Saint Son Zhao Zhao's Mysterious Iron Heavy Hammer, layers of earthy yellow profound light stacked upon each other.

Zhang Taixu's Taixu Sword Intent transformed into a sword curtain spanning across the Void Realm.

Liu Qingyan's emerald-green light wove into an airtight, giant defensive net.

Four completely different defensive forces stacked layer upon layer, firmly shielding the four within as they directly faced the four lightning bolts of judgment descending from the sky.

"Rumble—"

An earth-shattering roar exploded in this silver sea as the four giant lightning bolts collided fiercely with the four's defenses in mid-air.

Silver lightning and various colored lights intertwined frantically, and the resulting energy shockwaves turned the surrounding sea for dozens of miles upside down.

When the light slowly dissipated, both the four lightning bolts and the four's defenses actually vanished together, neither side able to overcome the other.

Leaving behind only a devastated battlefield.

And this fleeting gap was exactly what Qin Yan had been waiting for.

As early as the moment the lightning fell, he had secretly channeled his Darkness Power, silently condensing it into a giant dark hand in the Void Realm.

Seizing the moment when the four were fully occupied with the lightning and their attention was completely diverted,

the giant dark hand reached out like a ghost, firmly grabbing the dark green scroll floating in the center of the battlefield, before instantly turning into a black stream of light and pulling back.

Qin Yan's movements were simply too fast; by the time Saint Son Zhao Zhao and the other three reacted, the scroll had already fallen into his hands.

Yue Chenyuan, however, did notice. She wasn't far from the scroll to begin with, and the lightning hadn't targeted her much, so she had remained in a relatively intact state.

She had originally thought of stealing the scroll amidst the chaos and then running away.

But someone was even faster than her, so fast that she didn't even have time to react.

Her gaze lingered on the black figure for a moment, and she murmured in her heart, "I wonder if this person is a Disciple of our Dark Temple."

To be able to use Darkness Power so skillfully, if such a person were from the Dark Temple, she should have known him.

Yet, there was no such person in her memory.

A trace of curiosity and confusion arose in her heart.

Then, she quietly left the area, merging into the silver seawater like a black undercurrent, vanishing without a sound.

In the air, after successfully securing the scroll, Qin Yan turned around without hesitation and dashed away into the distance.

After that burst of power just now, the energy absorbed by the array runes of his Thousand Thunder Spirit Array was completely exhausted.

If he didn't run now while Saint Son Zhao Zhao and the other three were still dealing with the residual power of the lightning, it would be difficult to escape once they recovered.

With those four plus Yue Chenyuan, whose strength was unfathomable, he wasn't entirely confident in his ability to fight one against five, even with his current combat power.

Not to mention there might be other experts watching from the shadows. Now that the greatest treasure of this area was in his hands, if he didn't leave now, when would he?

Qin Yan concealed his aura layer by layer using his Darkness Power and Taiyin Power, flying outward for several hours straight, only stopping after repeatedly confirming he was far away from that area.

His figure came to a halt in a relatively calm area of the sea.

The surrounding silver seawater was quiet and peaceful, forming a stark contrast with the previous chaos.

"How do I use this treasure? And how do I activate it?"

Qin Yan looked at the treasure in his hand, his brow furrowed.

The scroll felt warm to the touch, with a faint light flowing across its surface, but no matter how he channeled his True Qi, blood qi, or Mental Energy, the treasure showed absolutely no response.

It was like a locked book; without the key, it could not be opened.

"Your Excellency, don't bother trying. This is a supreme treasure of time. Without mastering the power of time, you cannot activate it."

A clear voice echoed from the Void Realm.

Immediately after, two figures, a man and a woman, stepped out from the silver sea.

The man was handsome, like a beautiful youth stepping out of a painting; the woman was beautiful, like a Fairy condensed from moonlight.

The two walked one after another, their steps leisurely and their auras steady.

The newcomers were none other than Saintess Qian Xi and Saint Son Chen Xun of the Temple of Time.

Looking at the eternal river scroll in Qin Yan's hand, a flash of joy crossed their eyes.

They would never have expected that the prodigies of various forces, who had fought tooth and nail, suffering heavy casualties for this eternal river scroll,

would ultimately have their prize quietly snatched away right under their noses by this unknown youth before them.

However, the two did not dare to be careless in the slightest—they had been hiding in the dark, observing for a long time.

They knew that the man before them was the Prodigy who had set up that seventh-grade high-rank Spirit Array.