Covered in blood, Lin Yin rudely pushed Song Shurun aside and walked up to Qi Ming.
The Golden Rain Cone was hovering less than half an inch from his forehead, buzzing and trembling. If Qi Ming’s Elental Power or spiritual power fluctuated even a little, Lin Yin would be shot in the head. But Lin Yin wasn’t afraid at all; his sinister eyes were fixed on Qi Ming as he grinned.
"Ha. You, the Pro-rebellion Team, are truly useless. The Array Flag is within reach, yet you pulled the wrong one—what a bunch of trash!"
Qi Ming frowned. What was Lin Yin doing? Didn’t he know that angering a talisman master could cause the talisman array to go out of control? This kid had a reckless tongue.
"I rember, before you encountered us, the Pro-rebellion Team was with Team Tianyi, weren’t you?"
Lin Yin stepped back a few paces, standing with Song Shurun and Bai Ling, and spoke with a playful tone:
"Is there a possibility that you’ve long since allied with Team Tianyi, promising to jointly take the top two places? And later, your agreent with our Tu Ling Team was just a delaying tactic to fulfill the goals of your two teams."
"The mysterious disappearance of Li Xing and the others is one of your tricks. You’ve been blocking us from approaching the Array Flag to wait for Li Xing’s signal, a perfect move to eliminate both of our teams at once!"
Lin Yin’s words plunged everyone into tension. The hypothesis he proposed wasn’t entirely impossible.
"Song Shurun, Bai Ling, regardless of the reason, Qi Ming stopping us from pulling the flag is wrong. I say, how about we join forces now, knock him down, and go snatch the Array Flag?"
Song Shurun seed intrigued by Lin Yin’s proposal, but Bai Ling hesitated. She didn’t think Li Xing liked to win through conspiracy, and the way Li Xing and the others disappeared indeed made her uneasy.
"Our Desert Boat Team remains neutral."
Lin Yin clicked his tongue and looked at Jiang Yuesheng, An Qing, and Lin Caier standing on Qi Ming’s other side.
"And you all? Are you staying neutral or helping him?"
Jiang Yuesheng and his team were still covered in tangled threads, Lin Caier’s hair disheveled like a bird’s nest, and her eyes red from crying. With Chu Yunyi absent, Jiang Yuesheng naturally took the lead.
Jiang Yuesheng had suffered greatly at the hands of the Pro-rebellion Team and already resented them deeply, even resenting Qi Ming.
Although the alliance Lin Yin talked about was pure nonsense, Jiang Yuesheng allowed others to misunderstand while choosing not to clarify, crossing his arms, watching from the sidelines.
"We’re neutral too."
Jiang Yuesheng thought: Fight, fight. Yun Yi has already taken the Array Flag; Team Tianyi holds the first place steadily. Why bother with others biting each other?
Lin Yin was delighted. Without Team Tianyi’s help, no matter how powerful Qi Ming’s Heavenly Golden Rain Formation was, could it withstand several rounds of attacks?
He saw the palms of his hands slowly open, and a dark elent, like a hazy black gauze, appeared between Lin Yin’s hands. As the distance between his hands increased, the black gauze gradually extended and widened.
Lin Yin’s Primordial Spirit had been largely depleted; the color of the Eternal Nether Gauze was dozens of tis lighter than the Netherworld Demon Cannon, only a faint gray. Yet the putrid aura emanating from it was not to be underestimated.
Qi Ming knew Lin Yin’s Primordial Spirit was difficult to deal with. Seizing the mont before the Eternal Nether Gauze was completed, he waved his hands forward, and dense, rain-like Golden Rain Cones, carrying the sound of breaking through the air, shot toward Lin Yin.
Lin Yin sneered, spreading his arms quickly, causing the Eternal Nether Gauze to swell like a wall in front of him. The Golden Rain Cone hit the Eternal Nether Gauze and lted silently, like chocolate falling into boiling water.
Qi Ming’s Primordial Spirit surged, reconvening the Golden Rain Cone to hover in the air, poised to strike.
He saw with peripheral vision that Pei Nan and Chou Xiaoyuan also stood beside him, and Lin Yin smugly humd:
"My Primordial Spirit is a dinsional attack against tangible elents like gold, wood, and earth; even if it’s just , you may not be able to hold out, let alone with our numbers. I advise you to do the smart thing, withdraw the talisman array and let us pass. Otherwise, hmph hmph..."
Song Shurun, seeing Lin Yin’s blood-red eyes, suddenly rembered that during the preliminary round, he spoke and acted with the sa tone and look right before disabling Liu Ye, causing him to shiver.
Song Shurun did not have a personal vendetta against the Pro-rebellion Team, in fact, he appreciated them. If Lin Yin went rogue and seriously injured Qi Ming, he couldn’t bear it.
"Qi Ming, give up; Lin Yin isn’t joking."
Qi Ming looked at Song Shurun and asked, "Aren’t you curious about their disappearance?"
"There are many random Transmission Arrays in the tournant; maybe they were just transported away."
Qi Ming looked to Chou Xiaoyuan and the siblings standing behind.
"What about you all? Do you think the sa?"
"Well—" Chou Xiaoyuan and the siblings understood talismans. The spatial fluctuation just now was indeed too intense. But if it wasn’t a random Transmission Array, what could it be? This is the most prestigious and ticulously prepared competition on the Qianyuan Continent.
Chou Xiaoyuan said, "We haven’t received any notification from the event organizers, which ans the competition is proceeding normally. Qi Ming, maybe you’re overthinking."
Qi Ming was angry that Lin Yin was inciting everyone to attack him, even more furious at Team Tianyi’s lack of intervention.
The Eternal Nether Gauze slowly enveloped the Heavenly Golden Rain Formation, while Chou Xiaoyuan and Pei Nan unleashed their Elental Powers, attacking the talisman array from both sides. Qi Ming struggled to maintain the formation while shouting toward Jiang Yuesheng:
"Jiang Yuesheng! Nothing is absolute. If the teleportation was truly accidental, as Chu Yunyi’s teammate, you should prevent others from erasing the scene’s traces. If he gets into trouble, you won’t escape responsibility!"
Jiang Yuesheng was startled, forced to reassess the situation. Qi Ming was right; regardless of whether Yun Yi was really in trouble, as teammates, they had to show the appropriate attitude.
With a spear in hand, Jiang Yuesheng nodded to An Qing, and the two jumped into the fray, starting a fight with Pei Nan and Chou Xiaoyuan.
With two fewer attackers, Qi Ming’s pressure suddenly eased, but the corrosion of the Eternal Nether Gauze against the Golden Rain Cone was so severe that he had to continuously replenish his Elental Power to maintain the Golden Rain Cone.
The Heavenly Golden Rain Formation consud a lot of Primordial Spirit and spiritual power. Constantly regenerating the Golden Rain Cone resulted in Qi Ming’s Primordial Spirit reserve depleting rapidly, and his Spirit Sea pulsed painfully.
After the Golden Rain Cone was completely devoured by the Eternal Nether Gauze once more, Qi Ming gritted his teeth and mobilized all remaining Elental Power within him.
The condensation of the Golden Rain Cone visibly slowed down; the tiny gold dust in the air no longer instantaneously coalesced but gradually ford into raindrop-shaped golden cones, like a 3D print.
Lin Yin’s eyes flickered; a thin black gauze, barely thicker than a hair, slipped through the gaps in the Golden Rain Cone, silently drifting toward Qi Ming.
Just as the Eternal Nether Gauze drifted toward Qi Ming’s heart, a mont before contact, a terrifying pressure enveloped the entire Lake Heart Island.
"Scoundrel, how dare you—!"
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