Chapter 313: Chapter 209: Sudden Change_1
Spirit Fish come in all varieties, without a fixed species, and the Fish King was no exception, notably being a golden Electric eel.
As the eel flew out, golden light shimmered, and the violent electric currents rampaged, the void itself could hardly bear it, warping and dissipating.
Although it was just an illusion of light and shadow, and the space had not truly collapsed, the sight was enough to shock and awe.
Everyone watching not only felt a surge of alarm but also an instinctual fear that bred and boiled within their limbs and bones, searing and burning.
“Hmm!”
Aboard the dragon-etched ship, Shen Hongyu couldn’t help but moan in agony, her right hand pressed against her proud chest, which continued to heave relentlessly, and beneath her glamorous red attire, something seemed to scurry like a mouse, as if it was about to burst out of the fabric.
On the other side, Yuwen Jie’s brow was deeply furrowed, his face as stern as still water. Under his clothing, something squirmed similarly, and his eyes were veined with blood, pulsating as if ready to explode at any moment.
“Spirit Beasts!”
Upon the Le Family’s large ship, Taoist Zhu Yang shuddered, nearly collapsing but managing to brace himself, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at the Fish King in the center: “The transformation of Spirit Beasts into demons, truly lives up to its reputation. Just the sensation of its aura nearly made me lose control, if it were a Golden Core cultivator, wouldn’t that mean…”
“Bang!!!”
His words were cut off by an explosive sound.
Shocking to behold, the center of the area was a chaotic storm of golden electric currents, as though a thundering electric sea had emerged.
Amidst the flashing lightning and thunder, the Fisherman stood unharmed, with a flick and jerk of his fishing rod, he forcefully yanked the Electric eel, the Spirit Fish King, which against its will flew towards the Fisherman.
The Fisherman picked up a basket next to him, unhurriedly aiming it at the Spirit Fish King, instantly a powerful suction force formed like a vortex, and with a swoosh, the golden electric light was captured into the basket.
“The Fish King!”
“He’s taken it!”
“Stop him!”
“Seize that fish basket!”
“Attack!”
Seeing the man take away the Fish King, the various powers could no longer restrain themselves. Immediately, Martial Artists leaped off the boats with their Qinggong, skimming over the water towards the old Fisherman on the boat.
Ignorant of their impending doom?
Indeed, they were ignorant.
As men prepared to die, they were fearless, furiously charging towards the old Fisherman on the ship.
One to probe, two to exhaust, three to delay.
On the other side…
“Attack!”
Aboard the dragon-etched ship, Yuwen Jie and Shen Hongyu, suppressing the anomalies within their bodies, exchanged a glance and decisively took out a jade bottle, pouring out a radiant yellow jade pill which they swallowed without hesitation.
As the pill entered the stomach, the anomaly disappeared instantly; Yuwen Jie soared up at once, turning into a streak of cold light rushing off of the dragon-etched ship.
In the midst of the lake, at the heart of the battlefield…
Facing dead warriors from all sides, Xu Yang shook his head, one hand holding the fish basket, the other gripping the fishing rod.
Then, using the rod as a pen and the pen as a sword, he began to wield it at will.
Instantly, the sword light flashed wildly, cutting across the space.
“Plop, plop, plop!”
A series of muffled sounds rang out, as blood and sword light both burst forth, like blood-red fireworks adding an even more mournful hue to the cold, harsh snow.
A hundred dead warriors, all Martial Artists, among them not a few whose dark energy had evolved them into top-notch fighters, formidable Grandmasters in the eyes of common warriors, couldn’t even withstand an effortless stroke of Sword Qi from their opponent and fell dead on the spot.
This showcased the Fisherman’s strength.
However, this didn’t deter the hearts plagued by greed.
“Leave the Fish King, and you may live!”
A stern shout, with a wave of glacial cold air, roared fiercely over.
In an instant, the lake water froze, Wuzhe Lake sealed in ice, with the battlefield turning into a silvery crystal world.
In the midst of the icy cold, amidst the frost, the Fisherman stood at the bow of the ship, with a fishing rod pointing to the sky as if it were a sword.
The previously curved rod tip was now like an arrow-straight sword tip, resisting a silver-crystalline hand along with its attached arm, torso, and head…
Yuwen Jie!
This Searching Immortal Envoy from Great Xing had become an ice sculpture, his entire body radiating extreme cold, having clearly pushed his power to the limit.
Now under his extreme cold, not only had his own body become a silver crystal armor, but everything beneath his palm was frozen, turning both the black-canopied boat and the waters of Wuzhe Lake into ice sculptures.
“Crack! Crack! Crack!”
The green bamboo fishing rod facing his palm also formed a layer of crystal frost, spreading rapidly from the tip to the rod, freezing directly towards the body of the Fisherman.
Perfect Foundation Building, power overwhelmingly suppressed!
In the moment of contact, Yuwen Jie identified his opponent’s realm of cultivation through the aura of Mana.
Perfect Qi Refining!
Just Perfect Qi Refining?
A Qi Refinement cultivator dared to snatch food from the tiger’s mouth, claiming the Spirit Fish King under the watchful eyes of all?
Unfathomable, utterly baffling.
But at this moment, Yuwen Jie had no time to ponder. Everything hinged on the Spirit Fish King.
Even when a lion hunts a rabbit, it must use all its strength — there’s no room for error!
Therefore, he directly stimulated his full power, forcing his Perfect Foundation Building level of Cultivation to suppress his opponent by force.
Qi Refinement and Foundation Building, a world of difference and an absolute advantage for him.
But the result…
“Crack! Crack! Crack!”
Frozen in extreme cold, covered in ice crystals, the green bamboo fishing rod had turned into an icicle, and the Fisherman Fisherman Old Man appeared to become an ice statue.
Yet now, a Sword Qi emerged from the tip of the rod.
“Bang!!!”
With the burst of Sword Qi, the ice shattered instantly, creating an explosive opening.
Yuwen Jie’s pupils constricted, caught completely off-guard, not even understanding what had happened, only feeling a pain in his palm as the warm blood flowed amidst the extreme cold.
“Bang!!!”
Yet another explosive sound as the ice shattered, the fishing rod thrusting forward and piercing straight into Yuwen Jie’s palm, penetrating his bones and marrow, and finally bursting through his elbow.
“Ah!!”
Yuwen Jie cried out in agony, his blood spraying into the sky, as his forearm was skewered by the opponent’s fishing rod.
What was expected to happen.