Chapter 195: Easily Suppressed
A difference of one realm ant a gulf as vast as heaven and earth.
Do not underestimate a re breakthrough of one minor stage. The capacity of a mid-Foundation Establishnt cultivator’s dantian qi sea and the purity of their mana was nearly more than twice that of an early-Foundation Establishnt cultivator.
Not to ntion the terrifying disparity between a late-Foundation Establishnt cultivator and an early-Foundation Establishnt cultivator.
If converted into actual combat power, disregarding external aids such as spiritual artifacts, talismans, formations, and pills, it was no exaggeration to say—
Three early-Foundation Establishnt cultivators working together could barely retreat unscathed from a mid-Foundation Establishnt cultivator.
Three mid-Foundation Establishnt cultivators working together might have a chance to besiege and slay a late-Foundation Establishnt cultivator.
Thus, any cultivator capable of accomplishing what ordinary people could not—slaying an enemy a realm higher while still at early-Foundation Establishnt—could be called a prodigy in Daoist combat anywhere.
Yet even such prodigies could never hope to leap two realms and defeat a late-Foundation Establishnt cultivator.
For surpassing ant crushing!
If a late-Foundation Establishnt cultivator unleashed their full power, they could completely crush an early-Foundation Establishnt cultivator within a few breaths.
This was why Lin Xinru had abandoned her junior sister the mont danger arose, choosing to flee instead.
The gap between the two sides was simply far too great!
Targeted by a Thorn-Bone King Fish whose strength had reached late-Foundation Establishnt, even if she and her two junior sisters joined forces and unleashed spiritual artifacts and talismans, their chances of survival would still be infinitesimal.
It was better to act decisively—sacrifice Junior Sister Zhao Jing to carve out a sliver of escape.
Lin Xinru’s divine sense swept below the sea boat. On the ocean surface, a shadow surged closer at terrifying speed. Her face turned solemn, yet she still failed to detect the flying vessel hidden above the clouds.
‘Ti to prepare the trap.’ Chen Beiwu willed silently.
Raw power did not equal high value.
If he recalled correctly, the bounty posted in the Sect’s Mission Hall valued the crown-shaped thorn bone atop the Thorn-Bone King Fish’s head at rely three thousand contribution points—equal to the reward for the Phosphor Pool mission—yet its danger level was much higher.
Under normal circumstances, Chen Beiwu would never risk taking Golden Egg to hunt a Thorn-Bone King Fish with three hundred years of cultivation.
But today was different.
With two fellow Foundation Establishnt cultivators aiding him, plus Golden Egg and the special spiritual artifact purchased from the Immortal Alliance, Chen Beiwu had a twenty percent chance of slaying the Thorn-Bone King Fish.
With that thought, it was worth trying. After all, he could retreat at any ti using the Gate of Ten Directions.
‘Unleash Truth or Illusion to conceal our presence.’
As Chen Beiwu’s thought fell, Golden Egg’s vertical golden pupils glimred faintly. The already hidden and hard-to-detect flying vessel instantly faded away into the clouds.
…
“Junior Sister, if this continues, we’ll be caught sooner or later. Why don’t we split up and flee separately?”
Hearing Senior Sister Lin’s proposal, Li Lin nodded and instinctively widened the distance.
As an early-Foundation Establishnt cultivator like Lin Senior Sister, even if the latter hadn’t spoken, she had already resolved to unleash a secret art and escape alone, to avoid eting Zhao Senior Sister’s fate.
‘Blood-Burning Escape Art!’ Gritting her teeth, Li Lin pinched a seal, pressing her right palm against her own heart.
Boom!
Her life-blood essence ignited wildly, transforming into countless blood serpents that drilled into her dantian qi sea. Blood seeped from her seven orifices, crimson lines webbed her skin, and her body exploded into a mass of blood mist.
‘What kind of demonic cultivation thod is this?’
Sensing the terrifying aura, Lin Xinru’s eyelids twitched.
Within her divine sense perception, Li Lin’s current aura could actually rival that of a mid-Foundation Establishnt cultivator.
The next instant, the blood mist detonated, transforming into four blood rainbows, indistinguishable from real or false, that shot in four directions at breakneck speed, leaving the sea boat far behind.
Lin Xinru’s face stiffened. With a flicker of thought, she resolutely commanded her life-bonded sword to slash toward the fleeing blood rainbows.
Better the Daoist friend dies than this poor Daoist.
Her suggestion to split up had always been ant for the weaker Li Lin to draw the Thorn-Bone King Fish’s attention. How could she ever be willing to stay behind herself?
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The blood rainbows’ speed far outstripped her flying sword. Watching Li Lin vanish in the blink of an eye, Lin Xinru’s eyes flashed with venomous resentnt.
Just then, the Thorn-Bone King Fish leapt from the sea, the thorn crown on its head shattering the keel of the sea boat with irresistible force, its montum still carrying the bone spike straight toward Lin Xinru’s heart.
‘Damn it!’
Lin Xinru’s left hand ford a spell, conjuring a thick ice wall before her as defense.
Her right hand withdrew a treasured mid-grade second-tier spiritual artifact, the Twin-Heart Spike, and she spat a mouthful of blood upon it.
“Buzz!”
As blood essence sprayed upon the crescent-shaped Twin-Heart Spike, tiny ice crystals condensed on its tip, turning it into two blue teors that shot toward the Thorn-Bone King Fish’s underbelly.
The Thorn-Bone King Fish’s eyes glead with disdain, ignoring the attack.
But midway, the Twin-Heart Spikes vanished without a trace. By the ti the Thorn-Bone King Fish reacted, piercing pain erupted from its eyes.
“Roar!”
As frost spread across its eyes, the beast howled in agony. Lin Xinru too coughed blood, her face turning ashen.
The defense of a late-Foundation Establishnt beast was simply too strong. Even burning her blood essence to fully unleash her life-bonded artifact’s greatest power, striking its vulnerable eye, still failed to inflict a fatal wound.
‘Still not enough!’
The ice wall before her could only let her die with a shred more dignity.
Staring at the incoming thorn spike, despair flickered in Lin Xinru’s eyes. She shut them tightly, awaiting death.
Boom!
At that very instant, a massive invisible net descended from the heavens, completely enveloping the Thorn-Bone King Fish.
With Chen Beiwu pouring mana into it, the Demon-Locking Silk Net shrank violently.
Like searing iron wire branding flesh, it sank deep into the fish’s scales and blood. No matter how the beast thrashed, it could not break through the binding.
‘What terrifying strength!’ Chen Beiwu’s eyes sank as ten drops of liquid mana in his dantian qi sea surged forth madly.
The Demon-Locking Silk Net, woven from three special spiritual materials, was a high-grade second-tier spiritual artifact. With its triple prohibitions—sealing arts, sealing spirit, and sealing body—it had been purchased from the Immortal Alliance’s official website by Chen Beiwu specifically to deal with the Blue-Phosphor Fiend Beetle, costing five thousand spirit yuan.
In the hands of a peak Foundation Establishnt cultivator, it could easily imprison spirit beasts of under five hundred years of cultivation at the Second Realm.
Though Chen Beiwu’s mana was comparable to Foundation Establishnt, he was still far from a peak cultivator. Forcing the artifact could only restrain the Thorn-Bone King Fish for a few breaths.
But that was enough.
Under his gaze, Golden Egg activated the Ruyi Spiritual Art, rapidly expanding in size. In a flash, his form surged forth like a true dragon coiling through the sky, instantly binding the Thorn-Bone King Fish.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
As Golden Egg exerted pressure, the grinding of scales and bones resounded like clashing tal, squeezing the beast until its bones creaked and groaned.
The Thorn-Bone King Fish roared in pain, thrashing its fins, but the more it struggled, the tighter Golden Egg constricted, leaving it completely immobile.
Hearing the sound, Lin Xinru’s eyelashes trembled. She opened her eyes—only to witness the awe-inspiring sight of a golden dragon suppressing a demon beast.
And beside that golden dragon’s figure stood a sowhat familiar back, making her pause in shock.
For the aura he exuded was that of an early-Foundation Establishnt cultivator—yet he had subdued a beast she could not withstand, suppressing it with ease!
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