592: Chapter 592 Methods to Trapped the Enemy

[Naturally, you would not leave.]

[Because you recognized one of the people in the side hall—Qian Santong.]

[As for the other person, judging by his attire, he was likely from the Heavenly Palace.]

[“Qi Mu, do you intend to provoke a war between our two sects?” Qian Santong struck out with his palm, the wind of the strike carrying Law Power, forcing Qi Mu back several steps.]

[“Hahaha...” Qi Mu threw his head back and laughed. “Qian Santong, when exploring ruins, isn't it common for people to fall?”]

[He flipped his hand and summoned a pitch-black long saber, its blade wreathed in ghostly blue flames, and slashed down at Qian Santong. Everywhere the Saber Qi passed, the air was ignited, leaving behind a charred, black scorch mark.]

[Qian Santong's expression darkened as he summoned an ancient bronze shield. Runes flowed across the shield's surface, instantly transforming into a thick wall of green light that blocked the Saber Qi.]

[The Saber Qi collided with the wall of light, exploding in a burst of blinding fire. The entire side hall shook, and rubble rained down from the ceiling.]

[You stepped into the hall, with Chu Yiyi following behind, nervously watching the two men fight.]

[“You two, if you don't want to die, leave immediately.” Qi Mu glanced at you.]

[You looked at Qi Mu and said in a flat tone, “You just said that when exploring ruins, falling is a common occurrence?”]

[You paused. “I agree with those words.”]

[Qi Mu immediately stopped, backing away to distance himself from Qian Santong, and looked at you with cold eyes.]

[“Your Excellency, do you know who I am?”]

[“Just a dog of the Heavenly Palace.” You smiled. “What, since when did the dogs of the Heavenly Palace dare to bark at my Wuji Immortal Sect?”]

[“You are also from the Wuji Immortal Sect?” Qi Mu narrowed his eyes, his gaze scanning you up and down.]

[Qian Santong looked at you curiously, deep in thought.]

[Soul Transformation stage Cultivators in the Wuji Immortal Sect were as numerous as the hairs on an ox; it was normal that he hadn't seen you before.]

[But surely no one would dare to impersonate someone from the Immortal Sect—he believed you a little.]

[“So it's a Senior Brother from the same sect. No wonder you looked familiar when we first met.” Qian Santong cupped his fists, his face full of smiles.]

[“Senior Brother Qian, I have long heard of you.” You cupped your fists in return.]

[Qi Mu glanced at the three of you, thought for a moment, and said coldly, “In that case, farewell.”]

[With that, his body moved, preparing to teleport away.]

[Then, he froze.]

[He actually couldn't move.]

[“A Law Domain?” His face changed drastically. “How is this possible?”]

[Between high-level Cultivators, the competition is about who has mastered more Laws more perfectly.]

[The greater the power gap, the more obvious the Domain's effect. If the difference in strength wasn't large, he might have been able to teleport away.]

[Just like in this side hall, under the enhancement of your Law, the space barriers were as solid as an iron barrel. He couldn't teleport at all—he couldn't even escape.]

[This was true suppression.]

[“Did I say you could leave?” You looked at him, your voice calm.]

[Qi Mu's face changed abruptly, and he opened his mouth to shout, “Old Ancestor...”]

[Unfortunately, before he could finish, an irresistible Law Power squeezed in from all directions, grabbing him like an invisible giant hand.]

[Bang—!]

[A burst.]

[His Physical Body exploded into a cloud of blood mist, with mangled flesh and blood splashing everywhere. His Primordial Spirit had just escaped from the blood mist.]

[A ghostly light flashed from the soul-eroding pearl in your palm, and an invisible pillar of light shot out, instantly piercing through his Primordial Spirit.]

[“No—!”]

[A wretched scream echoed through the heavens and earth as his Primordial Spirit dissipated silently.]

[The qiankun ring fell to the ground, clattering as it rolled a few times.]

[You had just picked up the qiankun ring when a roar came from the sky.]

[“Scoundrel, you dare to kill someone from my Heavenly Palace—die!”]

[Before the words had even faded, a majestic and vast Law Power swept toward you.]

[You waved your hand, dispersing it, then smiled and moved, disappearing from the hall.]

[Above the sky, you and Elder Qi stood in confrontation from a distance.]

[Elder Qi felt the aura of the Body Integration stage on you. He was first taken aback, then spoke coldly, “Your Excellency is not from the Wuji Immortal Sect?”]

[He knew all the Integration Stage Cultivators of the Wuji Immortal Sect, but he had never seen you.]

[“You're a dead man; there's no need to know too much,” you said flatly.]

[Elder Qi snorted coldly. “You are the first person who has dared to speak to me like that.”]

[He wasted no more words, raising his hand to summon the soul suppressing bell and flicking it with his finger.]

[Clang—!]

[Invisible sound waves expanded with a boom, and wherever they passed, the Void Realm rippled with visible waves.]

[The strand of Sword Origin power within your body flowed gently, like a clear spring passing through, instantly isolating the sound of the bell.]

[Elder Qi's heart skipped a beat. He had thought the soul suppressing bell could suppress you for a breath, but the result was unexpected.]

[Without hesitation, he flipped his hand again to summon the God-Slaying Spear, the tip of the spear trembling as he pointed it at you.]

[“Die for me!”]

[With one spear thrust, the heavens and earth changed color.]

[The spear light shot out, and everywhere it passed, space shattered inch by inch, leaving a trail of burning black flames.]

[However—]

[The spear light stopped ten inches away from you.]

[It was as if it had pierced into an invisible vortex, unable to advance even an inch further.]

[Wearing the chaos cloak, you stood there calmly.]

[You were just thinking of using Elder Qi's God-Slaying Spear to test the cloak's effects.]

[After all, this cloak could even isolate Chaos Qi; it was not surprising that it could block his God-Slaying Spear.]

[When high-level Cultivators exchange blows, three moves are enough to determine superiority.]

[Seeing his two moves fail, Elder Qi immediately felt the urge to retreat.]

[You didn't hesitate and communicated with the xuantian treasure mirror, “Xuantian!”]

[“Understood!”]

[A majestic and vast Time Power instantly enveloped this world.]

[Elder Qi felt his hands and feet become stagnant, making every step difficult; even his thoughts slowed down.]

[He wanted to flee, but his body couldn't keep up with his thoughts.]

[You raised your hand, and the soul-eroding pearl appeared in your palm.]

[“Die.”]

[A ghostly light shot out from within the pearl, instantly drilling into his forehead.]

[Elder Qi's pupils shook violently, his face turning deathly pale.]

[But in the next moment, he used some unknown secret technique—a trace of blood leaked from the corner of his mouth, and then his entire body lit up with a blinding golden light before he vanished.]

[Only his echo remained in the air: “Fellow Daoist has good methods. Next time, you won't be so lucky.”]

[You frowned slightly. Even that couldn't take him down?]

[You reviewed your current methods—the only thing that could trap and kill a Integration Stage Cultivator was the immortal slaying sword formation.]

[Just now, using the xuantian treasure mirror in coordination with the soul-eroding pearl, the power was second only to the sword formation, yet he still managed to escape.]

[But on second thought, the opponent was, after all, at the Body Integration Peak; his Divine Soul was powerful, and he might even have a supreme treasure for Divine Soul defense.]

[Being able to injure him was already quite good.]

[You couldn't help but think—when facing high-level Cultivators, the means to trap enemies were truly too limited.]

[You couldn't rely on the same trick every time, could you?]

[What if you encountered a Mahayana who happened to have a way to counter it?]

[Thinking of this, you couldn't help but remember the Flame Emperor.]

[Elder Qi had come here to set a trap on his orders. Killing Elder Qi would definitely bring you into the sight of a Mahayana Cultivator.]

[“It's better to keep a low profile for now. If trump cards are used too often, they lose their significance.”]

[Instead, you were somewhat relieved that Elder Qi had escaped—you didn't want to face a Mahayana from the Heavenly Palace head-on at this time.]