Chapter 763: Chapter 681: Kill Without Error
Elementalized superpower users can still be countered by Xuan Power, but Martial Artists cannot attack the soul. Even when infused with Xuan Power, they still cannot harm a Soul Body. Unless it’s a master of magic, who can use the soul to attack the soul.
It can be said that in battle with Ye Qingfeng at this moment, he already stands in an unbeatable position.
Xing Mozi’s intention was not to have a life-and-death battle with Ye Qingfeng; he only needed to hold off Ye Qingfeng to let the others from the Demon Punishment Palace retreat safely. After that, when he leaves directly, no one can stop him.
"There’s actually such a thing!"
Hearing Xing Mozi’s maniacal laughter, the people from Thunderbolt Sect and Lotus Sect were all horrified. Such unparalleled strangeness—only others can harm you, and you can’t harm others—how could a battle like that continue?
Ye Qingfeng, in front of Xing Mozi, showed no sign of surprise. Without a word, his silhouette flashed again.
Xing Mozi was already prepared, turning into a shadow of black light, ready to meet him.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, Ye Qingfeng’s form twisted in mid-air, moving so quickly that even Xing Mozi was caught off guard.
"Damn it!"
Xing Mozi muttered, seeing Ye Qingfeng descending from the sky with his target unexpectedly being the Five Elders of the Demon Punishment Palace and Fang Li.
"Buzz!"
Everyone’s expressions changed dramatically, with the Sky Shattering Bow reacting the fastest as the bow was drawn and an arrow shot forth.
The arrow pierced through space, carrying unbreakable Spiritual Power, enough to penetrate ten armored vehicles in a line.
As the arrow shot towards him, Ye Qingfeng, suspended in the air, neither dodged nor evaded but suddenly stretched out his right hand.
"Snap!"
A soft sound was heard, and countless gazes suddenly froze.
Only to see Ye Qingfeng casually extend two fingers, seizing the incoming arrow in its flight.
Su Mu, the elder of Thunderbolt Sect who had just received an arrow from the Sky Shattering Bow, was dumbstruck, fully aware of the arrow’s power. Yet Ye Qingfeng casually caught it, an incredibly terrifying feat.
"Stop!"
Xing Mozi bellowed from behind, but his speed couldn’t catch up to Ye Qingfeng’s pace.
Ye Qingfeng landed on the ground, waving a hand gently.
"Swish!"
A stream of wind whipped open, sweeping over everyone’s bodies in the Demon Punishment Palace, including the experts standing behind.
In the next moment, flowers painted with blood bloomed in midair, the scene both tragic and shocking.
Seventeen experts of the Demon Punishment Palace were sliced in half in an instant, their bodies penetrated by the wind blade formed by the sweeping wind.
Blood poured onto the ground, leaving the people from Thunderbolt Sect and Lotus Sect stunned.
Sounds of sharp intakes of breath spread across the mountain gate. The masters of the Demon Punishment Palace were annihilated in a single move?
They all stared at Ye Qingfeng, their hearts shaken to the core.
This is the Invincible War God Ye Jiujie, decisive in killing, never showing mercy.
Ye Qingfeng stopped moving, unconcerned by the vanished seventeen lives, while Xing Mozi’s eyes filled with blood, his fury palpable.
Ye Qingfeng turned around, indifferently stating: "I told you, you couldn’t stop me!"
Xing Mozi recovered from his furious state, the coldness in his eyes sending chills to one’s core.
"Very well, very well, boy, you dare to destroy the experts of my Demon Punishment Palace; I, Xing Mozi, will restore my physical body and tear you to pieces one day!"
His mad roar echoed through the heavens and earth, shaking the mountains and forests.
He swept his gaze back over the people from Thunderbolt Sect and Lotus Sect, eyes ablaze with anger.
"Someday, I, Xing Mozi, will return and annihilate your sects, leaving none alive!"
The venom in his voice made everyone’s heart skip.
With such a terrifying master lurking in the shadows, certainly a great threat, even Ye Qingfeng, strong as he is, couldn’t always be at the Outer Sect. If Xing Mozi found an opportunity, it would spell the doom of their sects!
"Someday?"
Ye Qingfeng sneered: "You won’t even survive today, and you talk of the future?"
Xing Mozi, infuriated, laughed heartily: "Haha, boy, I’ll admit you’re indeed formidable, but I said, in the state of the soul, you can’t harm a hair of mine!"
"I can leave whenever I want, who can stop me, dreaming if you think you can kill me!"
He finished speaking, his body soaring, streaking off into the distance, while Ye Qingfeng stood still, making no move.
Seeing this, Qiao Lianxiang sighed secretly in her heart.
"We’ll have to let him escape again!"
The others were also greatly regretful; the soul state was too bizarre, and even Ye Qingfeng seemed to have no way to deal with it.
As everyone bemoaned this, Ye Qingfeng suddenly looked up, the starlight twinkling in his pupils.
"I told you, you can’t leave!"
He raised his right hand, four fingers slightly curled, leaving only the index finger, which he gently pointed forward, murmuring.
"Void Cauldron Immortal Technique Eleventh Form, Formless Tribulation Finger!"
The Void Cauldron Immortal Technique, beyond the tenth form, doesn’t rely on sensing heaven and earth but contains Dao Essence.
No matter how powerful your Spiritual Power, it’s what you unleash.
But now, Ye Qingfeng could control it.
"Formless Tribulation Finger!"
Ye Qingfeng’s foot stepped down, nine different colored lights surged from the earth, converging on his arm.
The light swirled, slowly moving from his arm and then all compressed between his index finger.
His right index finger brimmed with nine-colored light, radiant and divine, then directed at Xing Mozi, now hundreds of meters away, pointed distantly forward.
"Whizz!"
A finger wind suddenly shot out, with a piercing sound traversing the heavens and the earth, the nine-colored finger wind slicing through space at the speed of light.
The finger wind’s size was not large, compared to the palm and fist shadows that covered the sky, it could be said to be pathetically small, just the thickness of a finger.
But as the nine-colored finger wind was released, the entire land trembled violently, seemingly cheering and low humming.
The finger wind, like a present-day hot weapon laser beam, varied in nine colors, in a flash it had caught up with Xing Mozi.
"Huh?"
Xing Mozi, moving like the wind, was about to leave Qianling Mountain, his mind still contemplating the great plan of exterminating the two sects and crushing Ye Qingfeng in the future.
The next moment, his gaze suddenly focused, a chill of horror sweeping over his heart.
He was puzzled, as a Soul Body, immune to damage except from magical experts, what else was there to fear?
He abruptly turned, only to hear a crisp piercing sound as a nine-colored finger wind pierced through space, grazing his brow.
"Whizz!"
The nine-colored finger wind pierced through his brow, continuing to shoot towards the distance, vanishing without a trace, while Xing Mozi’s Soul Body remained still in the air, eyes wide open, mouth agape, his face full of astonishment and disbelief.
"What’s happening?"
The people of Thunderbolt Lotus Sect were all bewildered, not knowing what had occurred.
Ye Qingfeng’s nine-colored finger wind shot out, passing through Xing Mozi’s brow, yet didn’t cause any harm; they didn’t understand why Xing Mozi, as a Soul Body, wore such an expression?
Everyone thought Xing Mozi had stopped to taunt some more, and in the next instant, their gazes all quivered.