Chapter 195: Fierce Clash in the Fourth Eldritch Realm, A Bountiful Harvest (1)

Chapter 195: Fierce Clash in the Fourth Eldritch Realm, A Bountiful Harvest (1)

Though Jin Qing was aware of this fact, he found himself powerless to turn the situation around. In a direct confrontation, he was at a disadvantage, neither able to match Wu Yuan's speed nor find a way to escape. However, he refused to give in without a fight.

“Keep chasing me if you want. Let's see who gives up first!” Jin Qing bellowed, his movements as swift as the wind. His tactic was to hit and run, evading a head-on strike with Wu Yuan.

“Hmph!” Wu Yuan's eyes remained cold, his mind unaffected. He maintained a high level of concentration, closely monitoring Jin Qing's every move to prevent him from making a break for it. Killing Jin Qing swiftly? Wu Yuan had attempted it, but it proved to be impossible.

With a force of a million catties, even a regular second-grade divine weapon or third-grade divine weapon can inflict severe damage on a Grandmaster expert if the impact is concentrated on a single point. I could kill one in two or three strikes.

Even without spirit battle armor, it would take hundreds of exchanges to determine a victor, with neither of them managing to disarm the other. In terms of skill, they were evenly matched. In terms of strength, Wu Yuan won by a hair. Overall, the disparity in power between them was marginal.

Moreover, the impact of their blows first passed through their weapons before being transmitted to the battle armor. And as long as the attack landed within the defensive scope of the spirit battle armor, even in vulnerable areas like the head, neck, and groin, the majority of the force would be absorbed by the armor. The remaining force was designed to be dispersed throughout the armor, rendering the actual damage inflicted on the body inconsequential.

In other words, a Grandmaster equipped in spirit battle armor was practically unkillable in combat against opponents of similar strength.

If I were a full-fledged qi refiner, I could employ arcane arts to tie him down, then unleash a barrage of attacks to annihilate him. If I were a powerful body refiner, capable of unleashing millions of catties of force in a single blow, I could smash him to pieces in one punch!

Spirit battle armor wasn’t without limits. If the threshold of its force absorption capacity was exceeded, the armor wouldn’t be able to mitigate the excess impact, inevitably leading to grave injuries for the wearer. If the force was powerful enough, the spirit battle armor might even shatter.

Unfortunately, though I received heavenly endowed eldritch tattoos, they remain dormant until I reach my human potential. I haven't even taken the first step on the path of the eldritch warrior. Wu Yuan sighed.

For now, he was still just a mortal martial artist.

...

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Both experts alternated between battling and running. Jin Qing would suddenly halt and change direction abruptly, attempting to shake Wu Yuan off. But Wu Yuan, with his unwavering focus, would promptly adapt and quickly resume chasing.

Damn it! There’s not a single river or jungle in this Fourth Eldritch Realm. Jin Qing gritted his teeth.

If there were a river he could dive into, both he and his pursuer would be impeded by the currents of the water, and he could prolong the fight. Or if the terrain were more intricate, he could hope to elude Wu Yuan despite his slower speed. But the Fourth Eldritch Realm offered nothing of the sort, with only sandy desert in sight.

Charge! Jin Qing, fueled by reckless abandon, leaped into the gaping canyon before him. It was a dark abyss, stretching for what seemed like an eternity. As for the potential danger? He had no time to dwell on such matters.

Wu Yuan followed suit without a second thought. A cacophony of rumbles and dull explosions could be heard from the canyon as they plunged into its depths. The ground quaked, mirroring the intensity of the battle unfolding.

...

Meanwhile, somewhere in the inner region near the Redsoil Mountain Range, a man in black armor reclined atop a hill.

It’s already day four, yet I’ve barely gained anything. All that time in the Eldritch Chamber, and only a Redwood Spirit Fruit and a Purplewood Spirit Fruit to show for it. Yue Shanzhong shook his head in disappointment. The Redwood Spirit Fruit was of little value to him.

Over the past few days, Yue Shanzhong had not actively searched for Jin Qing. Grouping up with him promised safety, but it also raised the issue of sharing the spoils.

"In just two days, Shadow Blade has grown this strong?"

“Spirit Battle Armor! I’ve never seen this particular suit before.”

"It must have been obtained from the Eldritch Chamber.”

“Shadow Blade must have reaped a bountiful harvest from the Eldritch Chamber. Given his talent, the rewards he received must be unimaginable.”

Fueled by curiosity, Song Guang and Li Yan chose to trail the battling duo as they crossed paths once again. Over the course of the sixteen-hour chase, Wu Yuan found himself utterly spent, while Jin Qing teetered on the brink of collapse.

"Jin Qing's agility is waning.”

"Shadow Blade’s strength is still at its peak!"

“They’ve gone back into the canyons.”

Song Guang and Li Yan, positioned twenty li away from the combatants, watched the battle in awe. Never before had they witnessed a battle of this level: two quasi-Heavenly Rankers equipped with spirit battle armor, locked in a life-or-death fight.

As a tremor coursed through the earth, Li Yan and Song Guang slowly inched back, not daring to draw too close to the battle. Even Song Guang, who possessed his own set of spirit battle armor, was taken aback by the sheer intensity of the clash.

Finally, the chaos began to subside, replaced by an eerie silence that stretched across the realm.

"It has grown quiet.”

"Did they venture deeper into the canyon?"

Boom! An earthy yellow figure soared into the sky, interrupting Li Yan and Song Guang’s thoughts. It was none other than Wu Yuan, brandishing a fiery red saber in one hand. In the other, he held a lifeless body clad in black armor.

Bam! The body crashed heavily onto the ground as Wu Yuan released his grip. The motionless body lay like a discarded dog amidst the debris-laden landscape, devoid of any signs of life.

Witnessing this scene, Song Guang and Li Yan were left speechless, realizing that the horrifying battle had reached its final act.

Wu Yuan emerged victorious. Jin Qing was dead!

...

The sight of Jin Qing's lifeless body struck Song Guang and Li Yan like a thunderclap. They had always believed that equipping spirit battle armor equated to being unkillable. Yet, today, a quasi-Heavenly Ranker wearing spirit battle armor had met his demise! It was not a death by superior technique, but by sheer brutal force.

"This Shadow Blade is too terrifying!"

"Quasi-Heavenly Ranker..."

"On average, only one Heavenly Ranker is born every few decades among the thirteen continents of the Middle Land. The experts of Great Jin will lose their minds when they learn of this."

"With his power, Shadow Blade is destined to become a Heavenly Ranker soon," Song Guang and Li Yan whispered to each other.