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332: Chapter 332 Chu Sheng Fights Zhu Yin, the Wonderful Use of Supernatural Powers

The moment Chu Sheng drew his sword, Zhu Yin had already moved.

He did not charge head-on, but instead slithered along the shadows of the water corridor like a snake, flicking his fingertips repeatedly.

Streaks of ghostly blue water were extracted from the seawater on both sides, transforming into several sharp ice blades that shot towards Chu Sheng's vital points.

Chu Sheng blocked with his sword held horizontally; the ice blades struck the blade and shattered into a sky full of ice crystals.

However, he did not retreat. Instead, using the impact force of the ice blades, he flickered and moved directly into Zhu Yin's flank, sweeping his sword horizontally.

Zhu Yin's pupils constricted slightly, and he raised his hand to condense a water shield in front of him.

The sword blade slashed against the water shield, which shattered upon contact, and Zhu Yin was knocked back several steps, his arm feeling slightly numb.

His expression finally changed.

"Your Physical Body strength..."

His voice carried a trace of disbelief. "You are only in the Daocheng Realm, how could you have such power?"

Chu Sheng did not answer and continued to close in.

His sword techniques were not sophisticated, but every strike carried an unreasonable sense of oppression, as if he intended to seal off all of Zhu Yin's escape routes.

Zhu Yin fought while retreating, changing his movement techniques seven or eight times, yet he was always unable to shake off Chu Sheng's attack range.

The more he fought, the more alarmed he became.

He was already at the Half-Step Supernatural Realm, only a thin layer of paper away from the true Divine Ability Realm.

Logically speaking, an ordinary Daocheng Realm Cultivator should have no power to fight back against him.

But this Human Race Cultivator before him seemed to completely defy common sense.

His Dao Palace was not at Perfection, but his combat experience was shockingly rich; every move seemed to have been honed through thousands of life-and-death battles.

Chu Sheng was clear about his own trump card.

The vast majority of Cultivators attempting a Breakthrough to the Divine Ability Realm wait until the three layers of their Dao Palace are completely at Perfection, allowing things to take their natural course, before attempting to comprehend a Divine Ability.

This is because reaching Perfection in the Dao Palace only requires the accumulation of time, while comprehending a Divine Ability requires Opportunity and Comprehension Ability.

Zhu Yin did not lack resources or time, but he remained stuck at the Half-Step Supernatural Realm simply because his Comprehension Ability was insufficient.

But Chu Sheng had taken a different path.

He first comprehended the Divine Ability "Endless Vitality," and only then slowly supplemented his Dao Palace.

This path was more difficult than the conventional route, but once successfully traversed, his combat power would far exceed that of his peers.

At this moment, although Chu Sheng's Dao Palace was not at Perfection, his Divine Ability had already been integrated into every one of his moves and stances.

What Zhu Yin was facing was not an ordinary Daocheng Realm Cultivator, but a freak who had mastered the Divine Ability Law in advance.

Zhu Yin clearly realized this as well.

His expression darkened; no longer holding back, he took out a Copper Mirror and a black seal from his sleeves.

The surface of the Copper Mirror shimmered with a ghostly light; it was clearly a Medium Grade Heaven Rank defensive Magic Treasure.

The seal exuded a chilling aura, like a malevolent object that had been soaked in the waters of the Yellow Springs for thousands of years.

"You forced my hand."

Zhu Yin's voice carried a chill. "I originally did not want to cause too much of a commotion at the birthday banquet, but you are truly too obstructive."

Before his voice had even faded, the Copper Mirror hovered in front of him, turning into a thick layer of light curtain that forced Chu Sheng back half a step.

At the same time, the black seal transformed into a black shadow, shooting straight towards Chu Sheng's face.

Chu Sheng did not meet it head-on and dodged to the side, but the black shadow turned in mid-air and attacked him again, like an inescapable venomous snake.

He could not drag this out any longer.

Although Zhu Yin could not do anything to him for the time being, this was, after all, the territory of the Dragon palace. If the commotion became too great and attracted others, the situation would become difficult to control.

He took a deep breath and no longer held back, suddenly unleashing the Divine Ability "Endless Vitality."

Colorful light surged from within his body, instantly enveloping the entire water corridor.

Zhu Yin's expression changed completely.

"A Divine Ability—you have actually comprehended a Divine Ability?"

His voice carried a trace of panic, and his figure retreated repeatedly, attempting to open up distance again.

Chu Sheng did not give him that chance.

He took a step forward, his figure appearing before Zhu Yin, and he raised his hand, striking his chest with a palm.

The force of this palm was controlled perfectly; it was enough to knock Zhu Yin into the seabed, but not enough to truly take his life.

Zhu Yin's body flew backward, smashing through the stone slabs at the bottom of the water corridor and sinking into the depths of the gloomy seabed.

Chu Sheng stood at the edge of the water corridor, looking down at the churning seawater below. After confirming that Zhu Yin could not crawl back up to stir up trouble for the time being, he retracted his Divine Ability.

He did not pursue.

It was not that he did not want to, but that he could not.

Although Zhu Yin had been knocked into the seabed, Chu Sheng had just sensed an aura that made him very uncomfortable.

The soul-withering yuan-absorbing lamp.

That Magical Artifact was now in the hands of Wan Qiba.

Moreover, he always felt that Wan Qiba was more dangerous than Zhu Yin.

He could suppress Zhu Yin because although Zhu Yin's cultivation was high, his combat experience was far inferior to his own.

But Wan Qiba was different.

He was a descendant of the Fox race and had a certain understanding of Chu Sheng's methods. More importantly, that soul-withering yuan-absorbing lamp was a genuine Low Grade Magical Artifact, while Chu Sheng currently only had an ordinary sword in his hand.

He could use his Divine Ability to gain the upper hand against Zhu Yin with his bare hands, but if he were to face Wan Qiba, who held a Magical Artifact, head-on, that would be another matter entirely.

Chu Sheng glanced in the direction where Wan Qiba had disappeared, then looked back at the Heavenly Pool Great Hall; the faint lights and sounds of string and bamboo instruments from that direction allowed him to quickly make a judgment.

He had to return to find Jiuer first and retrieve those real zhu xian swords and the sea-suppressing cauldron.

Without hesitation, Chu Sheng flickered and, following the path he had come from, quickly turned back toward the direction of the Great Hall.

In the water corridor, only the sound of churning seawater and the fading muffled groans of Zhu Yin from the depths of the seabed remained.

Chu Sheng thought to himself: Qiba must be dealt with carefully, but more importantly, he must let Jiuer know the truth before Zhu Yin recovered.

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