Chapter 131: Deep-seated Strength of the Hell Sec (1/2)

Upon hearing Zhao Haifeng’s words, Duan Yuan and Hu Qingwen immediately dashed towards Nie Donghai and An He.

WHOOSH!

Duan Yuan gestured towards his bracelet of holding, and in the next moment, a double-headed battle-axe that glittered with golden light flew out.

The double-headed battle-axe was golden in color and emanated frighteningly strong spiritual power fluctuations under the dark sky, together with a shiny, golden aura.

Uder Duan Yuan’s manipulation, the incomparably sharp battle-axe slashed towards Nie Donghai.

Nie Donghai’s expression flickered and he hastily dodged the attack.

Before his spiritual sea had been shattered, his cultivation base had been in the great circle of the Heaven stage, only one step away from Greater Heaven.

However, since over the years he hadn’t been able to gather the scattered spiritual power within his spiritual sea and couldn’t stop his spiritual power from seeping away, his cultivation base had already dropped from the great circle of Heaven stage to the middle Heaven stage.

Furthermore, he had been low-spirited regarding his future and focused only on raising Nie Tian. Hence, he even secretly traded in the spiritual tool that he had used for years.

Without a spiritual tool to use, coupled with the fact that he had just rebuilt his spiritual sea, he didn’t have the confidence to win the fight against Duan Yuan, who was only in the early Heaven stage. He chose to defend himself for the moment.

The other Hell sect junior, Hu Qingwen, was also in the early Heaven stage. “Come out!” She sent out a wisp of will power, and in the next moment, a green, curved bow flew out of her bracelet of holding and fell into her hand.

Holding the bow in one hand, she extended her other hand to draw an arrow that glittered with bright light, and then placed it on the bow string.

An He was her target. As she pulled the bow taut, the arrow started to absorb the spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth from the surroundings.

A large amount of intense spiritual power converged onto the sharp arrowhead, like a deadly snake that was flicking its tongue.

SHEW!

The arrow shot out like a shooting star, plummeting toward An He’s chest.

An He’s expression flickered and he hastily used a bronze shield to defend.

CLANG!

Blinding sparks splashed out from the surface of the shield. With a muffled groan, An He was sent back several steps. Experiencing numbness from the web between his thumb and forefinger, his face became extremely grim.

CLANK!

The arrow dropped to the ground. With a frown, Hu Qingwen pulled out another arrow and once again aimed at An He.

“No matter whether it’s spiritual incantations or spiritual tools, yours are far inferior to ours.” Zhao Haifeng wasn’t in a hurry to attack. He looked at the fuming An Rong and said, “I’ll let you know how big the difference is between the strength of a man from a subordinate clan and a core disciple from the Hell sect.

“You’ll see… the cultivation base is not the only factor in measuring one’s strength.

“Profound incantations, delicate techniques, and high-ranked spiritual tools also play a crucial part in one’s battle prowess!”

WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

As soon as he uttered these words, the three bone spears that had been floating in the air formed a vertical triangle in the air, before shooting towards An Rong.

Unlike how he used them to kill Wu Tao and other civilians of Black Cloud City, this time the bone spears seemed to have morphed into three icicles the moment they whizzed out.

The pale-gray bone spears seemed to be covered in a layer of impenetrable ice, releasing a terrifying, bone-piercing coldness.

The moment they shot out, Nie Tian felt that the temperature in the area had suddenly plunged, turning the hot summer night into a freezing winter night in a flash.

“Frost power!” These words escaped from Nie Tian’s mouth.

Obviously, Zhao Haifeng’s cultivation attribute was frost, and he had a strong frost power within him. Moreover, the incantation he just used must be an exquisite frost-attributed incantation.

Even the three bone spears had been customized to his need, which all carried a terrifying ice-cold aura.

After he used the frost power within himself to fill the bone spears, they were finally able to display their real might. Even with the coldness they gave out alone, they could freeze a man’s blood.

“The late Heaven stage!” With a strange expression on his face, An He let out an exclamation; he couldn’t believe the teenager in front of him could actually reach the late Heaven stage at such a young age.

He, on the other hand, was already sixty years old, but only had a cultivation base that was in the early Greater Heaven stage.

Zhao Haifeng was just one step away from entering the Greater Heaven and reaching his level.

An Rong was secretly shocked. “This kid might be able to step into the Greater Heaven stage before the age of twenty! This is unbelievable! This is monstrous! Is everyone from the Hell sect as frightening as him?!”

Knowing that the frost-aura-wreathed bone spears that had shot in his direction were nothing ordinary, he didn’t have the audacity to fight them head-on, even though his cultivation base was one stage higher than Zhao Haifeng’s.

Just like Nie Donghai, he also chose to dodge the attacks, wishing to strike Zhao Haifeng when the power of the bone spear wore out.