871: Chapter 860 Dark Enslavement!!

This lightning orb contained terrifying energy forged from the entire area of destructive mist and the remnants of Venerable Purple Thunder's sea of lightning, and it had a total of three uses.

He had already used it once back in the Ruined Battlefield of the Guhen Kingdom to deal with that First Prince Jun Wentian, and now only two uses remained.

"Go!"

Qin Yan gave a low shout, and as the black lightning orb gently vibrated, a black-purple raindrop, no larger than a fingernail, floated out from within it.

Though small, that raindrop exuded an aura of destruction that made the entire Void Realm tremble.

Wherever the raindrop passed, space collapsed and shattered on a large scale, leaving behind a long, pitch-black void.

Saintess Qian Xi and Saint Son Chen Xun watched the black-purple raindrop slowly drifting toward them, their faces instantly turning as pale as paper.

"This is an attack at the Peak Venerable level!"

Saint Son Chen Xun exclaimed involuntarily, his voice filled with incredulous terror.

The two dared not hesitate in the slightest, and almost simultaneously, they took out all the usable Tier 9 spirit talismans from their storage spaces in one go.

Silver, gold, and cyan spirit talismans were activated by the two as if they were worthless, and layers upon layers of defensive light shields rapidly condensed and took shape around them.

However, the vast majority of these spirit talismans were only Low Grade Tier 9; only a scant one or two were Medium Grade Tier 9, and as for High Grade Tier 9 talismans, they had none.

In fact, as the Saint and Saintess of the Temple of Time, the temple had only equipped each of them with one Medium Grade Tier 9 spirit talisman as a standard protective measure.

The rest of the spirit talismans on them had been gifted privately by the elders of their respective Families.

After all, the Saint and Saintess had guardian experts secretly protecting them, making overly expensive life-saving talismans an optional, dispensable item.

The Tier 9 spirit talismans in their hands erupted with brilliant, dazzling light at the same instant.

Silver light of time, golden Divine Power of light, and cyan wind barriers—colorful defensive light shields condensed and took shape in layers before them.

They protected the two firmly in the center like indestructible shields.

The black-purple raindrop drifted silently before them, colliding violently with that colorful array of defensive light.

The black power of destruction and the purple might of thunder intertwined crazily with the layered, multi-colored defensive light.

The resulting ripples of energy turned the surrounding silver seawater upside down.

The intertwined purple thunder and destructive power upon the black raindrop were like two irresistible spears of judgment, easily piercing through layer after layer of defensive light shields.

The Tier 9 defenses around the two were being weakened and disintegrated layer by layer at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Meanwhile, the purple thunder and destructive power contained within the black raindrop itself were being consumed and eroded bit by bit as it pierced through these defenses, its color becoming increasingly faint and its size shrinking.

In the end, the purple thunder and destructive power proved superior, smashing through the last layer of the pair's defense before the black raindrop completely dissipated.

The remaining purple thunder and destructive power struck the two fiercely, blasting Saintess Qian Xi and Saint Son Chen Xun away like kites with broken strings.

The two flew backward for dozens of zhang in the silver seawater, leaving a long trail of blood in their wake.

When they finally stopped, they had become unrecognizable, bloody figures, their moon-white robes already soaked through with blood.

However, before the two could recover from the intense pain and weakness, two pitch-black chains of darkness suddenly condensed and took shape in the Void Realm before them.

Those two chains quickly coiled toward them like two nimble vipers.

Saintess Qian Xi and Saint Son Chen Xun instinctively wanted to resist, but at this moment, they were mentally exhausted and severely injured.

The Qi and blood in their bodies had already bottomed out during the previous battle; how could they possibly block Qin Yan's onslaught?

The chains of darkness quickly bound them tightly, then dragged them before Qin Yan.

"Qin Yan, you cannot kill us—if you kill us, the experts of the Temple of Time will definitely know about this."

Saint Son Chen Xun raised his head with difficulty, blood still continuously seeping from the corners of his mouth.

Qin Yan knew that Saint Son Chen Xun was not bluffing.

If those super experts who had mastered the Law of Time were determined to investigate, they could fully rely on their control over the rules of time to forcibly trace back what had happened in this sea area.

At that time, it would be clear at a glance who had killed the two.

"Qin Yan, name your terms. Spare us, and you can set whatever terms you like."

Saintess Qian Xi said weakly, though her tone still maintained a final trace of composure.

She naturally could tell that Qin Yan would not actually kill them.

For the leaders of the younger generation from super Sects like them, whether sparring or fighting for an Opportunity, they rarely truly tried to kill each other.

A living Saint or Saintess was far more valuable than a dead one; capturing the opponent alive and then having their Sect or Family bring resources to ransom them was the optimal solution generally accepted among all parties.

Unless it was between two super Sects that already harbored an irreconcilable feud.

For example, mortal enemies like the Temple of Light and the Dark Temple, which had been entangled for who knows how many tens of thousands of years—that was truly a battle to the death.

The Temple of Light Saint Wu Guang was killed without hesitation by the Dark Temple Saintess Yue Chenyuan in just such a way.

"Rest assured, I certainly won't kill you."

Qin Yan deactivated his Dark Emperor Golden Body, and his true form slowly emerged from the dissipating dark light.

Immediately, Qin Yan arrived before the two and gave a wicked smile.

Seeing that expression on Qin Yan's face, Saintess Qian Xi immediately felt a sense of extreme foreboding.

The next moment, Qin Yan's large fist struck the tops of their heads without mercy, neatly and efficiently knocking the already teetering pair unconscious.

"Now I can try out my new method."

Qin Yan looked at the unconscious Temple of Time Saint and Saintess before him, a glimmer of eagerness flashing in his deep eyes.

The Darkness Power around his body surged once again, and the thick black light rushed toward his right palm as if summoned.

A pitch-black rune of darkness slowly condensed and took shape in his palm.

The lines of the rune were twisted and winding, like a closed pitch-black eye, exuding a cold and profound aura.

The process of condensing this rune was extremely slow; even with Qin Yan's current Mental Energy strength approaching 600 Hz, it took a full half-quarter of an hour to completely condense this rune.

"Go."

Qin Yan flicked his finger, and the dark rune transformed into a stream of black light, shooting straight toward the unconscious Saintess Qian Xi.