met free Chapter 106 The Young Master Sit Calmly Awakens to a Fierce Battle, The Enraged Old Monster Displays
Chapter 106 The Young Master Sit Calmly Awakens to a Fierce Battle, The Enraged Old Monster Displays
Having done all this, Han Yi no longer concealed his aura, sitting cross-legged like an immortal, calmly waiting for Zhao Wuji to arrive.
At this moment, his spiritual apertures were wide open, shining like stars, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. He had only recently formed his core, and this was a perfect opportunity to consolidate his cultivation, hoping to reach an even higher level.
At the same time, Zhao Wuji was rushing towards the Netherworld Forest at lightning speed, as fast as a streak of light. His spiritual power surged and raged like a rushing river, leaving a long trail of spiritual energy in the sky wherever he went, like the magnificent strokes left by an immortal's brush.
His face was contorted with rage, his cheeks flushed crimson like a fiery sunset, and his eyes burned with fury that nearly burned away any remaining reason, plunging him into a state of rage bordering on madness. He gritted his teeth, and the words he uttered seemed like curses from the deepest hell, filled with a deep-seated, irreconcilable hatred.
"You little beast, today is your death day!" Every word was as heavy as a thousand pounds, carrying the power to destroy the world.
After speaking, the spiritual power within him surged forth like a floodgate opened, or a wild horse unleashed, increasing its speed dramatically. He became like a blazing meteor, carrying an overwhelming and majestic momentum, tearing through the sky with lightning speed and hurtling towards the valley where Han Yi was, unstoppable and unstoppable.
When Zhao Wuji arrived at the edge of the Netherworld Forest.
He narrowed his tiger-like eyes slightly, a cold glint flashing within them, like a hawk before its hunt. His nostrils trembled slightly, like a ferocious beast that had caught the scent of its prey, his gaze fixed intently, his eyes revealing a fierce and resolute intent, as if he wanted to crush the entire forest.
After keenly catching the lingering scent in the air, a cold smile crept onto his lips, a smile as sharp and biting as the winter wind.
"Got you!"
These three words exuded cruelty and smugness. The upward curve of his lips was like the scythe of death, gleaming coldly and extremely sharp, as if Han Yi was already a fish in a barrel, a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
Immediately, he followed the faint aura, his figure moving freely through the forest like a ghost, his movements elusive and swift as lightning, disappearing in the blink of an eye like a wisp of smoke.
As he approached the valley, he sensed something amiss. His brow furrowed slightly, his eyebrows twitching like startled serpents, and a flicker of wariness crossed his eyes.
He unconsciously slowed down, his steps light, cautious, and careful. His sharp gaze, as keen as an eagle's, scanned the surroundings, discerning every detail and leaving no stone unturned. It was as if he could see right through everything he looked at, as clear as if he could see through fire.
He had already realized there was a trap in the valley, and he couldn't help but grit his teeth, his teeth chattering. His hatred for Han Yi was like a surging river, endless and he wished he could tear Han Yi to pieces immediately to vent his anger.
"Hmph, this brat actually set up numerous killing formations in the valley, trying to lure us into a trap?"
After all, he was an old monster who had cultivated for many years and experienced many vicissitudes, so how could he easily fall into Han Yi's trap?
Then Zhao Wuji, that old monster, waved his hands and directly unleashed his signature move, the Void Palm.
The spiritual energy between his palms surged endlessly, like a vortex rising in a vast galaxy. The vortex spun faster and faster, growing larger and larger, until it vaguely formed an enormous black palm print.
Runes flickered on the palm print, each rune like a mysterious curse from the depths of the void, emanating a chilling aura, as if the aura of the deepest hell was rushing towards you.
Before the Void Palm Technique even landed, the immense spiritual power it carried caused the air in the valley to tremble violently, as if the entire space would be torn apart and reduced to nothingness by this power in the next moment.
The trees in the valley trembled violently under this powerful pressure.
Some of the more fragile branches could not withstand the weight and were directly broken off, falling like flying debris.
The once tranquil and peaceful valley was instantly shrouded in fear. Birds took flight in fright, flapping their wings as if facing a formidable enemy; beasts ran wildly, their hooves whistling through the air, fleeing in panic. All living beings in the valley were trying to escape the impending catastrophe, and the entire valley was in chaos.
Seeing this, Han Yi thought to himself, "That old scoundrel is indeed cunning and treacherous, actually trying to break the restrictions I set up first. Hmph, with the support of the spiritual vein, what do I have to fear from you!"
He remained calm and composed, immediately mobilizing the spiritual energy within his spiritual veins, like drawing water from the Milky Way, continuously channeling it into the array eye beneath his feet.
Just as Zhao Wuji's palm print was about to strike the valley, a pale golden light curtain suddenly rose around the valley.
Above the light screen, light flowed endlessly, like a flowing Milky Way, and some ancient and mysterious patterns could be vaguely seen flashing within it. These patterns intertwined to form a mysterious and unpredictable defensive formation. This was the last line of defense that Han Yi had specially set up on the outer perimeter of the valley when he was setting up the trap.
The void palm print collided with the spiritual light screen, instantly producing a deafening roar, like the first sound of creation, as if the entire world trembled at that moment.
A burst of intense light erupted from the point of impact, like an incomparably dazzling sun exploding in the sky above the valley. Wherever the light reached, everything was illuminated in a pale white light, as if all things in the world had lost their color.
The energy ripples generated by the impact spread rapidly in all directions like a whirlwind, sweeping away everything in their path. Under the impact of this force, rocks tumbled down from the surrounding mountains, like boulders collapsing from the clouds, and dust billowed, leaving a scene of utter devastation, as if an earthquake and flash flood had struck.
Zhao Wuji frowned, slightly startled. He hadn't expected Han Yi to be able to set up such a powerful defensive formation for the entire valley.
"You little beast, it seems I underestimated you!" He sneered, his expression showing a hint of disdain. He then increased the output of his spiritual power, and the power of the void palm print instantly increased even more.
The black light on the palm print became even more intense, like a dark abyss, threatening to completely crush the light curtain.
Under his full urging, the void palm print began to slowly press down, and cracks appeared on the spiritual protection screen, like a shattered mirror, with golden light flashing in the cracks, which could no longer hold on.
"Old fool, is this all the strength you have? You think you can break the formation with this!"
Han Yi gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead like a coiled dragon. He once again mobilized the spiritual energy in his spiritual veins, channeling it into the array's core like rivers flowing into the sea, creating a powerful and imposing aura.
As spiritual energy was infused, the cracks on the protective light barrier stopped spreading and began to slowly repair themselves. The light on the barrier became even more dazzling, and the ancient patterns flickered more frequently, as if they had been reborn, radiating a mysterious and powerful vitality, shining brightly.
Upon seeing this, Zhao Wuji was furious, like a primordial beast that had been provoked.
He never expected that his Void Palm Technique would be so easily blocked by a mere junior. This was an utter disgrace to him and a major stain on his cultivation career.
A fierce glint flashed in his eyes, his gaze so intense it seemed to tear the void apart. He decided to unleash another of his signature techniques, the "Shattering Star Chaos Fist."
He suddenly leaped into the air, soaring into the sky like a meteor engulfed in flames. His spiritual power erupted without restraint, like a volcanic eruption or a river bursting its banks. On his fists, spiritual power coalesced into dazzling stars, shimmering with brilliant light as they spun and collided. Each collision unleashed a world-destroying force, containing a hidden aura of annihilation.
"You brat, prepare to die!"
Zhao Wuji roared, his voice booming like a bell, seemingly capable of shattering the heavens.
He slammed his fist down into the valley below, the power of which far surpassed the previous Void Palm Technique. The entire sky was illuminated by the light of this punch, as if daylight had arrived, shining brightly.
Those spiritual energy stars, carrying an aura of annihilation, roared towards the valley, completely displacing the air along their path and creating a vacuum zone.
"I fear you?"