txolops Chapter 83 Breaking the Defense Without Breaking It
Chapter 83 Breaking the Defense Without Breaking It
The Golden Shovel is a special magic weapon in the Dreamlike Lesser Three Realms. Once activated, it can forcibly tear apart the void and open up a spatial passage.
As Han Xiaoliu continuously poured spiritual power into the Golden Shovel, the cold-glowing tip of the shovel seemed to create eerie ripples on the surface of a lake where pebbles had been thrown in.
Immediately afterwards, a spatial passage resembling a swirling vortex appeared out of thin air, carrying a heart-palpitating fluctuation, and fiercely drilled into the array barrier in front!
"Sizzle—"
The moment the cyclone came into contact with the barrier, the violently fluctuating ripples suddenly disappeared, and everything seemed to fall into an eerie stillness.
"Hahaha!" Lei Peng crossed his arms, his face full of mockery and disdain. "You've blown your own horn! This is an array personally set up by a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. You think you can shake it, you mere Core Formation ant? You should just go to sleep and stop daydreaming!"
Han Xiaoliu's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his back was already soaked.
At this moment, the Golden Shovel was like an insatiable glutton, frantically extracting every bit of spiritual energy from his body.
The feeling of weakness, as if his soul was being ripped away, was unprecedented. He knew that if he didn't take action soon, he would become a dried-up corpse in the next second.
"Open it for me!" A fierce glint flashed in Han Xiaoliu's eyes. He suddenly grabbed a handful of spirit stones from his storage bag and crushed them around the gold-dividing shovel.
"Bang bang bang!"
Hundreds of spirit stones exploded instantly, and an extremely dense storm of spiritual energy swept around. The Gold-Dividing Shovel, like a shark that had smelled blood, greedily devoured the surrounding spiritual energy.
The spatial ripples in the air trembled violently once again, and the previously stagnant spatial passage advanced imperceptibly by one point!
Sure enough!
Han Xiaoliu felt much more at ease. He turned to look at Lei Peng, who was still laughing wildly, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.
Go ahead and curse, curse all you want! Just wait and see how I deal with you.
Han Xiaoliu's hands moved rapidly, his storage bag opened wide, and spirit stones poured out like a torrent, exploding one after another in mid-air and turning into pure spiritual energy that was swallowed by the Golden Shovel.
The spatial ripples were like tireless pile drivers, rhythmically pounding against the barrier with the booming sound of spirit stones exploding!
As time passed, the spirit stone fragments beneath their feet piled up like a mountain, the consumption an astronomical figure. Lei Peng, watching this spendthrift's behavior, couldn't help but mock again, "Hey kid! At this rate, to blast open a breach, you'll probably need hundreds of thousands of spirit stones. Do you even have that many? Don't end up losing everything!"
Han Xiaoliu remained silent, but the smile on his lips grew even more pronounced. Hundreds of thousands of spirit stones? A piece of cake!
I'd give anything to get your life essence!
He kept moving, even increasing the frequency of feeding spirit stones to continue producing more!
"I say... you can't really be a spendthrift, can you? Why don't you save all these spirit stones for cultivation and breakthroughs instead of wasting them on this broken formation!" Lei Peng looked at the rain of spirit stones flying all over the sky and finally couldn't laugh anymore. He cursed inwardly: Damn it, what kind of rich guy have I run into!
Han Xiaoliu's eyes burned with determination, his mind focused on only one thought: to obtain a drop of Lei Peng's essence blood! For this, he would kill gods and Buddhas alike, nothing could stop him!
Lei Peng felt the subtle tremors emanating from the array's restrictions, but his mood grew increasingly heavy, and his previously playful gaze was gradually replaced by solemnity.
One day later.
Lei Peng stared intently at Han Xiaoliu, who was tireless, pale-faced, and had a fanatical look in his eyes. His gaze became more serious than ever before.
He clearly sensed that although the array and restrictions seemed to be operating normally and without any damage, in his perception, that strange spatial passage was about to completely break through the barrier of the restrictions!
"This kid's magic weapon... it can actually bypass the array's defenses and break through space itself?!" Lei Peng's heart was filled with astonishment. "What an amazing thing!"
Looking at Han Xiaoliu, who was still spending money like crazy, Lei Peng swallowed hard, a chill rising from the bottom of his heart.
This kid is willing to consume such terrifying amounts of spirit stones just to obtain my essence blood; I'm afraid what he said before was true.
At the very least, this "importance" that is given at all costs is absolutely genuine!
He really wanted to draw my blood!
"Boy, I am a powerful level ten demon, comparable to a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator in my prime! Even if I'm now fallen from grace, are you sure you can take my essence blood once you're inside?"
Seeing that the strange spatial passage was about to completely break through the barrier, Lei Peng put away his previous contempt and asked the question that had been bothering him.
What exactly made him think he could snatch something from this old monster's mouth? Was it the fearless greed of the ignorant?
No, that's clearly ignorance!
Meeting Lei Peng's gaze, which seemed to look at him as if he were already dead, Han Xiaoliu remained calm. He pointed to the obscure array patterns on the surrounding walls and slowly said, "Although this array is nameless, judging from the direction of the patterns, its core is a 'Soul-Locking Restriction' specifically designed to suppress the souls of demon cultivators. And this obscure rune next to it should be the associated punishment mechanism—once your spiritual strength attempts to exceed a certain range, it will immediately trigger a backlash. If I'm not mistaken, this safety threshold is precisely at the late Core Formation stage!"
Lei Peng snorted coldly, his eyes flashing with ferocity: "The soul strength of a late-stage Core Formation cultivator is not something a mere Core Formation cultivator like you can withstand! I only need to release a trace of my pressure to shatter your sea of consciousness!"
"That applies to ordinary cultivators," Han Xiaoliu said confidently, a slight smile playing on his lips. "I've cultivated a special soul technique, making my soul far superior to others of the same level. Moreover, I have a soul-protecting magic treasure with me. A mere leak of divine sense from a late-stage Core Formation cultivator poses no threat to me whatsoever!"
Han Xiaoliu's confidence was not blind arrogance, but rather stemmed from his profound understanding of the formation set up by the Twin Saints of Tianxing.
This trapping formation was jointly set up by the two Celestial Saints back then. It not only incorporated the suppressive power of the Primordial Magnetic Divine Light, but also subtly conformed to the principles of the Five Elements' mutual generation and restraint, making its suppression of Lei Peng comprehensive and fatal. It was like a precise shackle, not only constantly drawing Lei Peng's demonic power to recharge the protective formation of Kui Xing Island, but also locking his cultivation at the Core Formation stage, preventing even a trace of his late-stage Nascent Soul aura from leaking out.
Under the absolute rules of this great formation, Lei Peng could not unleash any of the terrifying power that a level ten great demon should have, except for being kept alive as the "battery" of the formation's core.
In Han Xiaoliu's eyes, Lei Peng at this moment was nothing more than an old, ferocious beast with its teeth pulled and trapped in a cage!
The moment the spatial passage burst open, Han Xiaoliu laughed so hard he almost fell over, his eyes and brows brimming with undisguised elation and triumph.
He put his hands on his hips, raised his chin high, and had a smug look on his face, as if he could already see Lei Peng's essence blood obediently falling into his pocket and being easily obtained!
However, Lei Peng looked at the arrogant young man in front of him and a playful smile appeared on his lips.
It's time to let this ungrateful ant know what it means for a starved camel to be bigger than a horse, and what the absolute foundation of a level ten demon is!
One day later.
Han Xiaoliu completely broke down. The more arrogant he was before, the more humble he became now.
If level 31 to 49 is just a hurdle, then the transition from the early stage of Core Formation to the late stage of Nascent Soul is an insurmountable barrier.
He slumped to the ground, his hair disheveled, his face deathly pale. He had taken out all his magical artifacts and treasures and used them all, even his most trump card, but he couldn't even budge Lei Peng's protective demonic aura! Let alone take his essence blood, he couldn't even pluck a single feather from him!
What infuriated him the most was that Lei Peng just stood there with his arms crossed the whole time, not moving an inch, just staring at him with an expression of amusement, while constantly spouting off:
"That's it? Core Formation stage strength, Nascent Soul stage talk?"
"Kid, your skills aren't even enough to tickle me. You should go back and train for a few hundred more years, you little fledgling!"
"Weakling, you really are weakling. I'm standing right here letting you hit me, and you can't even break through my defense. You're so disappointing."
These repeated use of terms like "weakling," "newbie," and "baby" were like a demonic chant that directly broke Han Xiaoliu's defenses!
He jumped up abruptly, pointing at Lei Peng and cursing him, venting all his pent-up resentment: "...You motherfucker...you...birdman...old bastard...no wonder you're single, without a wife!"
Just as Han Xiaoliu was hurling insults online, a slight disturbance came from the array's restrictions, which Lei Peng clearly detected!
Someone is tampering with the restrictions!
Lei Peng looked at the hopping madman Han Xiaoliu and revealed a strange smile. Unseen by Han Xiaoliu, a peculiar mark quietly appeared, imprinted on his back.