Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting from Fist Technique Deduction
Chapter 305 - 73: Slaughtering Spirits

Chapter 305: Chapter 73: Slaughtering Spirits

Spiritual Artifact.

It means that as long as enough vital energy is infused, the power of the Spirit Origin Realm can be unleashed.

This is equivalent to a qualitative leap.

In the Aperture Vein Realm, having a Spiritual Artifact is almost tantamount to having the power of self-preservation. Because those who can withstand the power of the Spirit Origin Realm are as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns.

As Ning Yi swung his long blade, a fiery red blade light seemed to split the entire void in half.

On both sides of the blade light, like the wings of a flaming crow, countless burning rays locked the space instantly.

"Hahaha, Lin Yuan, die!"

Ning Yi let out a sinister laugh, as the blade light pressed forward relentlessly.

Swish!

The long blade slashed down, instantly hitting Lin Yuan’s body.

Like a red-hot knife cutting through lard, Lin Yuan’s body turned to ash in an instant.

Yet the momentum of the blade light did not diminish, its ferocious aura carrying an immeasurable torrent of blade energy, striking the ground.

Boom boom boom!

A deep gorge, three zhang long and three chi wide, suddenly appeared. The soil within was scorched black by the high-temperature blade energy.

Dry leaves and withered branches were swept by the blade energy, swirling wildly in the air with the violent air currents.

"Lin Yuan, I have a Spiritual Artifact. What do you have to compare with me? No matter how high your talent is, can it withstand the blade light of my spiritual energy?"

Ning Yi looked at the dried leaves in front of him and saw no trace of Lin Yuan, laughing wildly, "Wretched peasant, you deserve nothing more than death. Hahaha."

But at this moment, Ning Yi noticed that Xiang Feichen’s gaze seemed to be off.

"What is he looking at, why is he looking behind me?"

While Ning Yi was still puzzled, his expression suddenly froze.

"A Spiritual Artifact, huh? This level of power is indeed extraordinary."

A calm voice came from behind Ning Yi.

"You?"

Ning Yi was shocked, just as he turned his head, a large hand silently covered his neck.

Feeling the scorching breath on his neck, Ning Yi’s expression changed dramatically, his hairs standing on end, "You, you were locked by the Spiritual Artifact, how, how did you escape?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Ning Yi shouted wildly.

But behind him, Lin Yuan shook his head slightly, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

What was surprising, though, was that after his initial shock, Ning Yi calmed down as if accepting the reality. He turned to look at Lin Yuan with a mocking face, "A peasant is just a peasant, I have a protective spirit beside me, what can you do to me!"

Lin Yuan’s eyes remained exceptionally calm.

A spirit? Maybe next life!

The large hand tightened fiercely!

Yet the expected sound of bones shattering did not come.

Instead, an extremely restless, vast aura emanated from Ning Yi’s neck.

Unknown when, the jade token on Ning Yi’s chest silently shattered.

An extraordinarily grand figure seemed ready to break free.

Lin Yuan’s expression changed drastically, "A Spiritual Artifact, another protective Spiritual Artifact!"

This immense spiritual power, carrying a terribly strong pressure, gradually climbed.

And Lin Yuan felt like a mouse being watched by a hawk, with nowhere to hide in the wilderness, the hawk already diving down from high above, ready to crush him completely in just two breaths.

In that instant, a flash of rage showed in Lin Yuan’s previously calm eyes.

"A mere remnant spirit, thinking it can kill me! Spirits without a master, what kind of spirits are they!"

"Today, I will kill Ning Yi, who can stop me?"

"No one!"

"If people come, I’ll kill the people."

"If spirits appear, I’ll slay the spirits!"

Lin Yuan’s eyes suddenly turned golden, the cold vertical pupils like those of an Emperor, looking down on everything, gazing at the Fire Crow Spirit emerging from the jade token.

"Fire Crows, only fit to chatter on treetops, when do they dare to flaunt before me!"

An immensely domineering voice suddenly echoed in Lin Yuan’s mind.

"Just a mere Fire Crow, die!"

Lin Yuan’s left palm was instantly covered by pitch-black flames, a sinister dragon claw silently appearing, accompanied by twisting shadows that seemed to burn through the entire space.

And the Fire Crow, upon seeing the Black Flame, appeared even more ferocious.

Caw!

A cry from the spirit soul made both Lin Yuan and Xiang Feichen’s spirit souls tremble hard.

But this seemed to anger Lin Yuan’s dragon spirit, the Black Flame suddenly surging.

The dragon claw grew dark, shiny claws, with mysterious auras constantly swirling around, suppressing all the ferocity of the Fire Crow in an instant.

At that moment, the Fire Crow’s whole body emerged from the jade token, ready to take flight.

Crack!

The dragon claw struck fiercely, piercing the Fire Crow’s entire neck in an instant.

"Killed? Just like that, killed?"

In the distance, Xiang Feichen’s pupils contracted sharply, his hair standing on end.

His face was filled with disbelief.

The most representative True Spirit of the Fire Crow Sect, the supreme True Spirit dominating this region, was thus slain by the dragon claw!

His feelings earlier were not wrong; Lin Yuan harbored an incredibly ferocious True Spirit.

A rank far superior to the Fire Crow!

He was in shock, unable to see through Lin Yuan at all. Where did this person come from, and why could he condense such a high-level spirit?

As Xiang Feichen’s mind was reeling, the situation changed once more.

And with the Fire Crow’s neck pierced by the dragon claw, Lin Yuan felt a massive energy pouring into the nine Chapters almost instantly.

With no time to check the changes in the nine Chapters, the True Spirit Fire Crow in front seemed like a flame with no fuel, instantly extinguished in the void.

"Is this what you call a protective spirit?"

Lin Yuan forcibly turned Ning Yi’s neck, his golden pupils staring at the other party.

"Nothing more than pathetic!"

Lin Yuan laughed coldly.

And Ning Yi’s poise vanished completely. What replaced it was endless panic and terror.

The power of the spirit within the protective jade token, he knew very well, yet it was extinguished by Lin Yuan in a single strike.

His strongest reliance dissipated in an instant.

"Ah!"

Pain suddenly emanated from his neck, and he screamed.

"Peasant?" Lin Yuan sneered, "Weren’t your ancestors also living primitive lives, struggling to survive."

"Who is more noble than whom?!"

Lin Yuan pulled Ning Yi close, placing his face uncomfortably close, "Who is more noble than whom?!"

Lin Yuan roared, "Say it! Who is more noble than whom?!"

At this moment, Ning Yi was so frightened by Lin Yuan’s sudden roar that his face turned pale. Especially those golden vertical pupils of the other, like a tiger or leopard on the grasslands, devoid of emotions, bloody and cold.

"No, no one." Ning Yi whimpered, trembling, "Lin Yuan, please spare me. Spare me."

"My father is the vice-dean, he can provide you with many resources, endless cultivation techniques, whatever you want, I can get for you. I beg you to let me go, please!" Ning Yi pleaded with tears and snot streaming down, his eyes innocent, "I even wanted to save you back then."

Crack.

A crisp sound resonated through the quiet forest.

With a splash.

Tossing aside Ning Yi’s corpse, Lin Yuan sneered coldly, "What your father owes me, I’ll take personally."

Having done all this, the cold vertical eyes fell on Xiang Feichen once more.

And at that moment, Xiang Feichen’s body tensed up, like prey targeted by a viper, a sudden sense of wariness.

But Xiang Feichen, being a prodigy of the demonic path, suppressed his inner fear.

He pulled out a skull the size of a coconut shell from his bosom.

Now, he felt a bit more confident.

He wasn’t a fool like Ning Yi, who couldn’t defeat an empty-handed Lin Yuan even with two Spiritual Artifacts.

Cultivating a Spiritual Artifact is extremely troublesome, not usually used lightly.

But now, with Lin Yuan’s terrifying power, it’s time to settle it with this last trump card.

Xiang Feichen’s face showed a trace of madness, as the vital energy in his body flowed like a flood into the yellow-white skull.