325: Hand over the Chaos Jade

Stone spikes pierced through the air, sealing off all of Wei Ling's paths of evasion in a flash.

But Wei Ling was already prepared. He knew all too well that within this small world, Chu Haotian was "God." Facing him head-on would be like an egg striking a rock. From the beginning, he had no intention of fighting Chu Haotian to the death; he was merely circling to stall for time, waiting for reinforcements from outside the mirror or for Chu Haotian's spiritual energy to fail.

With a low shout from Wei Ling, the Vajra Ape Phantom swelled once more. Its arms protected his vital points as he didn't even try to dodge, enduring half of the stone spikes head-on.

With several "pu-pu" sounds, the golden stone spikes landed on the ape phantom, exploding in bursts of spiritual light, yet they failed to injure his actual body.

Taking advantage of this brief gap, Wei Ling's figure suddenly sank, turning into a streak of light that fled rapidly along the rocky walls of the barren mountain, his speed astonishingly fast.

"Trying to run?"

Chu Haotian gave a cold snort. With a thought, the mountain beneath Wei Ling's feet suddenly cracked, and countless rocks smashed toward him like a rainstorm. Simultaneously, two small mountains condensed in the sky ahead, blocking his path.

Wei Ling's eyes narrowed as he suddenly turned. His fists clenched tight, and the fists of the Vajra Ape Phantom swelled several times over, ruthlessly smashing into the rain of rocks before him.

"Bang!" Rubble flew everywhere. He used the momentum to leap, narrowly passing through the gap between the two small mountains. Upon landing, he didn't stop for a second and continued fleeing deeper into the small world.

He knew that as long as he stalled until the time for one incense stick to burn was up, Chu Haotian would surely exhaust his spiritual energy. At that time, he wouldn't even need to make a move for the victory to be decided.

Seeing this, Chu Haotian continuously mobilized the power of the small world, summoning mountains, earth spikes, and lightning to launch a storm-like onslaught against Wei Ling. Although Wei Ling was beaten back repeatedly and gained several bloody gashes, he was never severely injured. Every time, he managed to find a chance for survival in desperate situations, maneuvering with his flexible movement techniques and the powerful defense of the Vajra Ape Phantom.

"Senior Brother, your Aura is getting weaker and weaker."

One chasing and the other fleeing, the two engaged in a tragic game of chess within this desolate small world.

Chu Haotian's offensive grew increasingly fierce, relentless like a violent storm. The ground cracked and lightning darted everywhere, but Wei Ling's eyes grew brighter and brighter. He could clearly feel that Chu Haotian's spiritual energy was draining rapidly; although his Aura was fierce, it already showed a hint of hollowness.

"If you keep this up, I'm afraid your spiritual energy will run dry before you can even kill me, right?"

Wei Ling laughed loudly while using the mountains to dodge the incoming golden sword shadows.

But just as he finished speaking, Chu Haotian's figure suddenly jerked to a halt.

He stopped his pursuit and pulled a celadon jade bottle out of thin air from his storage ring, tilting his head back to down its contents.

Immediately after... there was a bout of dry heaving. He looked... as if he were in quite a bit of pain.

Wei Ling watched, dumbfounded and confused. "What kind of Divine Ability is this? Could it be a backlash from a Medicinal Pill?"

The medicinal liquid dissolved as soon as it hit his throat, and a majestic Spiritual Qi instantly swept through his limbs and bones. But before Chu Haotian could refine it, that Spiritual Qi began to crash through his Meridians like an unbridled wild horse.

Just as Wei Ling was hesitating, a startling ripple of Spiritual Qi suddenly erupted around Chu Haotian!

His originally weak Aura surged at a visible rate. The golden spiritual light around him churned once more, becoming even more radiant than it had been at his Peak.

"Not good!"

Wei Ling's expression changed drastically. He finally realized that Chu Haotian wasn't suffering from a medicinal backlash but was using the medicine's power to forcibly restore his combat strength. His heart skipped a beat, and without any further thoughts of luck, he turned to flee toward the depths of the small world.

But it was already too late!

With a thought from Chu Haotian, the Law power of the small world within the mirror erupted. The surrounding barren mountains instantly shattered, and countless rocks, guided by spiritual light, condensed into a Golden Lion Shadow claw over ten feet long. Carrying an Aura that could tear the heavens, it shot through the air, aiming straight for the center of Wei Ling's back!

Hearing the wind whistling behind him, Wei Ling's scalp went numb. In his haste, he spun around and raised his left hand. Three Bronze Tokens instantly floated before him, radiating an ancient spiritual light that formed three overlapping defensive barriers.

"Clang!"

The lion shadow's claw slammed ruthlessly into the light barriers. The bronze mirror let out an overburdened crack. The first barrier shattered instantly, and the second was covered in cracks. The third barrier barely blocked the attack but was sent flying backward by the massive force, slamming hard into Wei Ling's chest.

"Pfft!"

Wei Ling groaned and spat out a mouthful of blood. He used the recoil to retreat rapidly, while simultaneously manifesting a Dark Iron Heavy Shield with his right hand. The shield's surface was carved with hideous ape-head patterns; as spiritual energy was injected, the ape's eyes lit up with a red glow.

As the Tower Master of the Demon Suppressing Tower of a region, he had naturally pocketed many good things from the demon core trades with the Cultivators of the Nine Provinces.

Vajra Indestructible Body!"

He roared, and the muscles all over his body swelled. His skin took on a bronze luster, and the Vajra Ape Phantom condensed to its limit, resonating with the Dark Iron Heavy Shield to endure the three consecutive lion shadow claw strikes.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Three consecutive booms rang out. The Dark Iron Heavy Shield was smashed until it was concave. Wei Ling's legs sank deep into the rock layer, and the ground beneath his feet cracked into spiderweb-like fissures.

Gritting his teeth, a look of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes. His left hand formed a seal, and his Storage Pouch at his waist flashed with light. Seven black iron nails flew out, transforming into iron spears several feet long in mid-air, which shot toward Chu Haotian with the sound of whistling wind.

This was his trump card trapping Magic Treasure, the "Soul-Locking Nails," which could temporarily seal a Cultivator's spiritual energy.

With a slight thought, Chu Haotian instantly condensed dozens of golden sword shadows before him. The sword shadows collided with the iron spears, erupting in a series of metallic clangs as the black iron spears were knocked down one after another.

His figure was like lightning as he approached Wei Ling atop the golden spiritual light, his palm condensing a palm print containing the Law of the small world.

Seeing this, Wei Ling hurriedly retracted his Dark Iron Heavy Shield and formed a seal with his hands. The Vajra Ape Phantom's arms swelled, grabbing two halves of a barren mountain nearby and hurling them at Chu Haotian.

But Chu Haotian didn't dodge or evade at all. The Golden Lion Shadow opened its mouth and spat out a golden pillar of light. The pillar instantly blasted the two mountains into dust and, with undiminished power, shot straight toward Wei Ling.

The golden image of the ape's arms dimmed and suddenly dissipated under the strike of the golden light pillar.

"Die!"

Chu Haotian gave a cold shout, and the Golden Lion Shadow's claws rose, aiming for Wei Ling's vitals.

At the critical moment, a green sword light streaked across, accurately striking the lion's claw and forcibly stopping the fatal blow. A black hole suddenly tore open in the sky, and Yan Shu emerged alongside a Great Demon.

"Fellow Daoist, save me!" Wei Ling cried out in wild joy.

Chu Haotian's heart sank. The time limit of one incense stick had been reached. The Suppressing Profound Mirror radiated a rosy light, sending him, Wei Ling, Yan Shu, and the Great Demon out of the mirror simultaneously.

Looking at the enemies surrounding him and catching a glimpse of the imperiled Master Qing Xuan, Chu Haotian smiled bitterly:

"Is this truly the will of heaven?"

Yan Shu chuckled. "I told you long ago that the Rain God Continent is doomed. You insisted on being the one to seek death."

"I've finally found you."

A crisp voice suddenly rang out, and all seven people on the battlefield looked up. Above the sky, a young girl wearing a light purple veiled hat stood gracefully, holding a string of candied haws in her hand. Her Aura was plain, yet it made all the Void Refining Realm Cultivators' hearts turn cold.

The girl took a bite of the candied haws and said crisply, "Hand over the Chaos Void Jade, and I can give you a quick death, Number Six!"