Alchemy Master

Chapter 896, Azure Wave Sacred Sword

Translator: Silavin

[Sky Cliff Trembling Mountain Seal? Indeed, a decent Martial Technique!] The massive mountain rapidly magnified in Qin Yichen’s pupils. Even under God Slaying Technique’s protection, he did feel some physical discomfort.

Nevertheless, his expression showed no panic. Instead, fervent excitement blazed in his eyes.

*Rumble!*

Then, Qin Yichen drew a deep breath. Vigorous Yuan Energy surged like tidal waves as successive layers of force rapidly accumulated within his body.

[Let me see whether your Sky Cliff Trembling Mountain Seal is superior, or my Demon Execution Palm Technique reigns supreme!] Qin Yichen smiled faintly, his palm suddenly clenching into a fist.

“Has he gone mad?”

Witnessing this, countless Brilliant Sky Sacred Land Disciples’ hearts leapt to their throats.

Facing such devastating power, Qin Yichen showed no intention of evading? Was he truly suppressed beyond movement, or had he descended into madness?

Clearly, Qin Yichen had no intention of dodging. By all appearances, he intended to meet it head-on!

*Whoosh!*

Beneath the massive mountain’s shadow, wave-like sounds suddenly emerged. Under that brilliantly radiant mountain, black energy seemed to rise.

A sensation of extreme palpitation faintly emanated from that black energy. Even Martial Ancestors outside the barrier instinctively felt goosebumps, subconsciously wanting to retreat upon seeing it.

“Simply courting death!” Watching this scene, Ling Tuyai’s lips curved coldly before forcefully pressing downward.

*Boom!*

Under myriad focused gazes, that black-energy-wreathed fist struck the mountain. Instantly, massive shockwaves exploded outward, deafening impacts resounding throughout.

Time seemed frozen at this moment.

Everyone’s vision was fixed on the collision point.

*Crack!*

Next instant, a crisp sound rang out. Then, everyone witnessed cracks spreading from that black-energy-wreathed fist across the entire mountain, soon covering it completely.

*Bang!*

Then, that mountain-like mass exploded thunderously.

“Turns out, Sky Cliff Trembling Mountain Seal was nothing special!” Under countless shocked gazes, an indifferent voice emerged from Qin Yichen’s lips.

“How is this possible!?” Ling Tuyai stood momentarily dazed.

This strike had previously slaughtered Martial Ancestors!

Yet now, it had been shattered by a Mid Stage Martial Emperor, a youth younger than himself.

Qin Yichen had not merely shattered that mountain, he had shattered Ling Tuyai’s confidence.

“Haha, excellent!” The Brilliant Sky Sacred Master, Yu Qianqiu, spoke. His voice carried great joy.

From this moment, he completely relaxed.

Qin Yichen truly possessed the capability to battle Ling Tuyai!

The palpitation of hope finally arose from within his heart.

“This… This is impossible! How can he ignore Saint Prestige!?” Beside him, the Sky Cliff Pavilion Master, Ling Fei, appeared to be at a loss.

He could not afford to be defeated here.

Losing this time would leave Sky Cliff Pavilion no second chance.

Brilliant Sky Sacred Land would not grant them another opportunity!

Though Sky Cliff Pavilion’s current prestige exceeded Brilliant Sky’s, regarding foundations, the difference was incomparable.

Sky Cliff Pavilion was essentially a hollow shell.

“Envoy!” Suddenly, Ling Fei turned, calling to the Sacred Martial City Envoy.

“Hm?” The Sacred Martial City Envoy’s gaze shifted towards him.

“Envoy, I suspect that the youth from Brilliant Sky Sacred Land has cheated somehow.” Ling Fei’s gaze fell upon Yu Qianqiu.

Clearly, he suspected Yu Qianqiu had interfered. Otherwise, how could a Mid Stage Martial Emperor youth ignore Saint Prestige!?

*Heh!* The Sacred Martial City Envoy merely sneered coldly, glancing sideways with displeasure evident in his voice. “Are you questioning my eyes?”

Being an Envoy from Sacred Martial City, if he could not detect cheating in combat, wouldn’t that invite mockery!?

“This subordinate dares not.” Only then did Ling Fei realise his impropriety. Glancing stealthily at the Radiance Sacred Land Hall Master beside the Envoy, he saw the latter shake his head.

[What’s actually happening?] Ling Fei felt utterly bewildered but dared not pursue further. [Could that youth truly possess some kind of method to counter Saint Prestige?]

Considering this, his heart chilled.

[If true, that young man is simply too terrifying! Wouldn’t that mean Brilliant Sky Sacred Land will produce a second Yu Wenyu!?]

Unease rippled through his heart.

Within the duelling platform…

The corners of Qin Yichen’s mouth curved faintly.

Exactly as he had anticipated, Ling Tuyai relied too heavily on Saint Prestige!

While Saint Prestige was indeed fearsome, providing absolute advantages, once countered, Ling Tuyai stripped of his Saint Prestige’s superiority was essentially nothing.

One could even say his actual strength fell below Zhong Zi’an’s.

In the past, relying on his God Slaying Technique, Qin Yichen had fearlessly faced even Peak Stage Saints. How much more so against Ling Tuyai’s half-baked Saint Prestige?

Naturally, cultivating the God Slaying Technique imposed near-tyrannical requirements on Spiritual Energy cultivation. So, he had to resort to using the God Slaying Seal.

Now, Ling Tuyai, stripped of his advantage with Saint Prestige, was merely a toothless tiger. He just seemed frightening, but he was nothing more than that.

“What’s wrong? Is this all you’re capable of?” Seeing Ling Tuyai’s continued hesitation, Qin Yichen spoke again, voice dripping with disdain.

“Bastard!” Ling Tuyai’s fury was uncontrollable. Saint Prestige surged like raging torrents, overwhelming waves, vast and tumultuous, capable of crushing everything. Within the platform, space rippled like water, undulating constantly.

Qin Yichen stood there like drifting duckweed upon water, seemingly perpetually on the verge of submersion beneath the Saint Prestige’s waves, yet rising with each wave, falling with each swell.

*Clang!* Suddenly, a sword’s cry resonated. A brilliantly dazzling divine sword appeared in Ling Tuyai’s hand.

As the sword moved, space itself showed visible white traces. Those rolling sacred waves were severed, as though beneath that blade, nothing remained unseverable.

“Dying beneath my Azure Wave Sacred Sword is something you may take pride in!”

An icy voice emerged from Ling Tuyai’s lips. His entire being radiated overwhelming Saint Prestige. Wielding this Sacred Sword, he truly resembled a Saint emerging from ancient spacetime, overwhelming hearts and minds.