My Cultivation Starting from Archery Chapter 867 - 258: Does Longqing Dare to Die3

The Longdan Bright Silver Spear was equally flawless, precisely blocking each sword light while seizing every opportunity to counter the onslaught of the Seven Stars Dragon Abyss Sword.

Every ti they clashed, Chen Sansi would stagger back under the unbearable assault, the Vajra Body at the True Power Middle Stage reverberating incessantly.

Standing on the ground and listening, it felt as if soone was continuously striking a grand bell in the Jiuxiao Heavenly Palace.

"Little thief, let’s see how long you can hold on!"

Ling Kui roared.

Every ti they exchanged blows, his Nether River True Power would infest the opponent like a plague.

Sticky black liquid speckled the silver spear, snuffing out the Fire Elent True Power wherever it touched. At this rate, it wouldn’t take long to degrade him from True Power Middle Stage to Early Stage until he couldn’t use even a trace of power.

"Oh, really?"

Within the surging True Power, the fiery pupils of the white robe soul-shaking, his voice bood like battle drums: "I too want to see how long you all can last!"

"What?!"

They had exchanged nurous rounds, yet it took only a few blinks of an eye.

Until now.

Ling Kui suddenly noticed an anomaly; his True Power was burning faster. He quickly glanced at his ally.

Emperor Longqing cast the sa glance; his mana consumption was beyond normal as well.

How could this be?

Could it be due to the opponent’s influence?

"Are you cultivating not the ordinary Fire Elent True Power?!"

"Could it be..."

Ling Kui seed to recall sothing but quickly dismissed it: "Impossible!"

This wasn’t his first encounter with the boy. Previously, he had cultivated the most ordinary Fire Breathing Technique, producing regular Fire Elent True Power; how could there be any special effect?

Could it be due to today’s heavenly on, affecting the consumption of True Power and mana?

In this world where Spiritual Energy is depleted, such incidents are highly likely.

Thinking thusly.

Ling Kui quickly cald down, his Sword Moves becoming even more fierce without the slightest flaw.

Emperor Longqing simultaneously wielded the Seven Stars Dragon Abyss Sword and invoked the Imperial Jade Seal, the Sea of Magic Power within the Dantian of Foundation Establishnt Realm cultivators surging and raging, creating a formidable magical pressure, intending to end the battle quickly, to eliminate the sole threat to this world.

Yet as the battle continued, their expressions grew increasingly solemn.

Because...

The increased consumption of True Power and mana was no illusion, but very real.

They especially felt it once it accumulated to a certain point, as the cause was the strange Fire Elent True Power of the white robe.

Every exchange.

Every contact with the Fire Elent True Power.

The strange flas would linger on their weapons, mystical artifacts, and even penetrate their ridians, like the sixteen Jing Shen within Ling Kui’s body, all suffering under the blaze’s scorching, forcing every bit of True Power initiated through Breathing Skill Circulation to burn first before unleashing with the blade, hence more True Power had to be consud to maintain the original move’s power.

Emperor Longqing faced a similar situation.

The mana of magic cultivators is stored within the Dantian.

With each clash, strands of scalding True Power would infiltrate his body, coiling around the Dantian area, causing mana expended in casting spells to diminish.

Until this very mont.

Ling Kui finally confird.

His pupils trembled as he exclaid in disbelief: "Burning Heaven Breathing thod?!"

Burning Heaven Breathing thod!

Ranked among the top ten Breathing Skills in Martial Arts, the Nether River Breathing thod stood at sixth, while the Burning Heaven Breathing thod was seventh, both having similar effects.

The latter was ranked seventh because of a past confrontation between the two Breathing thods.

That ti.

The wielder of the Burning Heaven Breathing thod died at the hands of the Nether River Breathing thod, and since then, it almost disappeared from sight, who could have thought it would show up in the Eastern Continent’s realm?

"Where did you get the Burning Heaven Breathing thod?!"

Ling Kui’s eyes were about to burst with rage, then he sneered: "Even if you got the Burning Heaven Breathing thod, so what? You’re still a defeated foe of my Nether River Breathing thod! Thief, prepare to die—"

He roared, giving his all.

"..."

Emperor Longqing’s suspicious eyes kept flickering, looking at the Dragon Abyss Sword in his hand as if hesitating, but ultimately not fully decided, still choosing to face the challenge with the flying sword directly.

"Boom boom boom—"

True Power and mana continually collided, the sound of thunder resounding without pause.

Cao Kai and Ling Kui, with seamless coordination, continuously suppressed each of the white robe’s moves, yet their own consumption of True Power and mana was intensifying.

Chen Sansi was no exception.

His Longdan Bright Silver Spear’s surface gradually beca entangled with Nether River True Power, the Shrine within him covered with bone-attaching sore-like sludge, suppressing the Fire Elent True Power, making it hard to wield.

Their battle had traversed from the west bank of Luo Stream to the East Bank, the force erupted was weakening continuously.

The Immortal Crane that Cao Kai was riding was only a first-rank spiritual beast, unable to withstand the aftermath of a second-tier combat group, succumbed to heavy injuries, and perished on the spot.

All three were flying in mid-air, unknowingly arriving above Bagong Mountain.

They sought to save mana as much as possible, so the battlefield shifted from the sky to the ground.

Facing two foes alone, even though Dual Cultivation of Martial Arts and Magic allowed him to hold on a bit longer, Chen Sansi’s True Power was almost completely sealed within.

Thus.

The situation changed.

The attacks of all three lost their mana or True Power influence, transitioning to pure martial arts, physical combat.