Chapter 67 – Iron Talisman (1/2)
Chapter 67 – Iron Talisman
“Let’s cut the small talk; we need to break the runic barrier together!”
Jin Yan stared at the light shield, and his eyes lit up with enthusiasm as he thought about the item he was told to retrieve from the depths of Bloodmist Valley. He extended his arms and started swinging his spear in a circle, injecting a large amount of Qi into Burning Gold activating the stance within.
The runes on the tip of the spear started to shine, and the bright light intensified transforming into a thirty-meter long spectral spear. It then shot out towards the light shield.
Like Mo Ya’s Autumn’s Grace, Jin Yan’s Burning Gold was a three-star medium-grade Mystic Arm. The stance he just activated was a peak-level Myst stance, and for the Students and Warriors in the hall seeing Jin Yan using a stance as powerful as their own patriarch’s stances was quite shocking. They admired the power, but at the same time were afraid of it.
The golden spectral spear was giving off a pressure wave that radiated in all directions, and suddenly everyone felt like there was a rock pressing on their head making it hard to breathe.
The spectral spear gave off a screeching rumble as it broke through the air, even the roof was shaken and pieces of stones rained down.
“Is it my turn now?” Mo Ya, who was still standing on his sword, said as he channeled Qi without moving a muscle. The energy he emitted created a small whirlwind around him, causing his hair to flow with the wind as he transferred his Qi down to his feet thus activating the stance in the sword.
Upon activation, Autumn’s Grace shone with a bright green light and sequences of runes rushed out of the blade forming an enormous cyan-colored spirit sword. The sword then tore through the air towards the shield with unstoppable momentum.
People had mixed feelings about these two attempting to break the barrier. On the one hand, they wanted it broken so they could progress further into the labyrinth, but on the other they didn’t want their leaders to look like idiots. It will be humiliating if just these two from Ning City could finish a job they had been working on for hours.
Ye Wei’s eyes were set on the two fearsome stances in the air like everyone else. The screeches from the spear and the sword were the only audible sound in the hall as people were quietly witnessing the stances rushing towards the massive rune barrier.
The heat emitted by the stances warmed the air creating a ripple effect. It was this moment when the light shield reacted as if it could sense a threat and lit up brighter.
It didn’t just get brighter, but the runes within started to come alive as they rotated around and strengthened the shield.
Jin Yan’s golden spirit spear landed first, and its tip crushed onto one small point close to the middle of the shield. Its force was so focused that it pierced a tiny hole into the seemingly unbreakable shield. The impact sent ripples across the shield causing its strength to weaken.
The shield stood as the spear faded; it was still unbroken, but now its shine was dimmer. Just as the spear disappeared, Mo Ya’s stance struck on the same weak point Ji Yan’s spirit spear just left on the barrier.
Slowly but sure the sword pierced through the shield. Mo Ya seized the opportunity, and he calmly looked a the spirit sword and grunted. As his grunt echoed in the hall, the spirit sword shattered on his command. It turned into thousands of little swords that spun like a tornado as they expanded and ate the shield. It wasn’t long before the shield lost its structural strength and shattered into pieces.
People’s eyes went widened when they saw how easy Mo Ya and Jin Yan broke the shield. But their appreciation was short lived. After a few cheers, they shifted from looking at what’s left of the shield to the treasures behind it.
Most of the levitating treasures were held in the air by the shield’s energy, and once the barrier broke all the items starting falling to the ground. All except ten of them. These dazzling pieces were floating by their own energy.
Seven of them glowed black, and three of them glowed green. “Mystic Arms!” The crowd went wild. They were here for treasures, but they didn’t imagine they would see medium grade Mystic Arms.
Crazed with greed, people were breathing heavily, staring at the Mystic Arms aggressively and seemingly ready to take other’s lives for the treasures.
Lin Zi Yan was a bit calmer than the others. Her eyes were set on the leftmost medium grade Mystic Arm, a purple-gold chiffon cloak. It had tiny runes flowing on each thread of the garment.