Night of Despair

Chapter 321 - 321 319 grades Three

?Chapter 321: 319 grades Three Chapter 321: 319 grades Three “Absolute Boundary…” Zheng Ying’s eyes lost focus as she knelt halfway on the ground, her face slightly lifted, looking at Meng Chengshuang nearby.

She didn’t know what to say; after the Fear Shadow she had placed great hopes on was rebounded and killed by the opponent, her reason had already collapsed.

She had thought that even if there was a gap, it wouldn’t be this huge…

But reality dealt her a cruel blow.

Not just her, even old Daoists like Yu Hen and Yu Mo, who had not seen a Temple Master Level expert act for many years, also sighed slightly, their expressions filled with nostalgia.

Meanwhile, Yu Hong was staring thoughtfully at the crimson protective shield in front of Meng Chengshuang.

Absolute Boundary; this seemed to be a definition in this world for a qualitative change in the realm of spiritual will.

He was sure that he hadn’t reached it; in terms of spiritual cultivation, he definitely was no match for Meng Chengshuang.

But… the now enhanced Fear Shadow, summonable as either insubstantial or substantial, how much strength it could truly exert, and how much resistance it had against spiritual will intrusion, without actually fighting, he really couldn’t be certain.

But if he couldn’t overcome in insubstantial form, he could completely switch to a physical form to attack.

Clap clap clap clap.

The simulated battle ended, and the people around gave applause.

“Truly, time spares no one; I once taught you small techniques of Daoist Magic, but now you have completely surpassed me… Sigh,” Yu Hen sighed.

“Uncle Master, why say this? Without your risky protection back then, my father and I wouldn’t have today,” Meng Chengshuang earnestly said.

Her words suggested that perhaps back then, when she and her father faced a low point, they were secretly saved by old Daoist Yu Hen.

Then there was a round of mutual flattering, a dull moment.

“Do you guys want to try as well?” Yu Mo suggested from one side.

“I want to try!” Zheng Ming quickly spoke.

“Then I’ll go after.” Yu Hong nodded too. He wanted to see what it would be like when he really faced an Absolute Boundary-level Temple Master expert.

Soon, Zheng Ming went up to substitute the dazed Zheng Ying.

As soon as he went up, he was like facing a great enemy. Taking out the Inheritance Dao Artifact, holding it in his hand, his mouth murmuring, clearly already preparing to fight desperately.

“Not bad.” Meng Chengshuang nodded approvingly, “Starting with a Dao Artifact is correct. Although the Absolute Boundary has the trait of absolute sharpness, if supplemented with an Inheritance Dao Artifact, it can still pose a certain threat. Because the Inheritance Dao Artifact itself carries a trace of Divine Intent from Heaven, making the enhanced attacks it emits not entirely belong to the Magician himself, but a special technique integrating Divine Intent.”

“So that’s how it is… Which means, below the level of Temple Master, the only chance to turn the tables is through the Inheritance Dao Artifact?” Yu Hong suddenly realized. Isn’t this just a special attack attribute?

“Exactly, but not everyone is qualified to acquire an Inheritance Dao Artifact,” Yu Mo said indifferently from the side.

“Indeed.” Yu Hong nodded.

At this moment, the battle had already started.

Zheng Ming didn’t hesitate, waving his hand, and behind him appeared a bizarre humanoid figure with a bird’s head and a human body.

The figure was covered in black feathers, bare-chested, and wearing crimson luxurious gloves dripping with fresh blood.

Song!

It raised its head and let out a roar similar to that of an elephant.

“It’s the Elephant Hawk Man! Known for its speed and strength, one of Heaven’s Star Gods. Not bad,” Meng Chengshuang nodded across, her sword tip pointing downward.

“The Elephant Hawk Man is one of the Divine Intents often communicated with by many sects’ Inheritance Dao Artifacts; it possesses the ability to greatly enhance the speed and strength of techniques or Fear Shadows,” Zheng Ying now regained her senses, explained softly to Yu Hong as she looked towards the center.

“What about your Inheritance Dao Artifact? Why not use it?” Yu Hong asked.

“No need. I’ve seen the vast gap between her and me, like an abyss. Using it would only make me look more pathetic, nothing else,” Zheng Ying said much calmer.

“You just said, many Inheritance Dao Artifacts can communicate and summon the Divine Intents from Heaven?” Yu Hong pondered.

“Yes, Divine Intents have always been in Heaven, as long as you have the ability to communicate and summon them, regardless of who it is, anyone can call and utilize them,” Zheng Ying nodded, “Essentially, they are neither good nor evil, indifferent to what you summon them for.”

“Understood,” Yu Hong nodded.

This was completely different from the Heaven he had heard about in stories since childhood.

As they spoke, the stage had already started fighting.

The Elephant Hawk Man was extremely fast, by Yu Hong’s estimate, it could reach roughly twenty meters per second, clearly well beyond the human limit.

More troubling, this creature could ignore physical inertia, rushing full-speed one second, and the next second shifting left or right with the same speed without pausing.

Therefore, the onlookers saw the Elephant Hawk Man turn into a twisted black line, constantly circling around Meng Chengshuang, swinging out its sharp claws.

Puff puff puff puff puff!!

This time, Meng Chengshuang didn’t take it head-on but swung forward a slash of crimson protective shield.

Then, with continuous attacks, the shield’s surface color became lighter and thinner.

Until after five seconds.

Boom!!!

In an instant, the protective shield shattered like glass.

Numerous bright red shards flew in all directions, instantly penetrating the Elephant Hawk Man trying to dodge.

Dozens of shards instantly turned the Elephant Hawk Man into a sieve.

This just-summoned Divine Intent thus roared unwillingly, slowly fading away, disappearing.

Puff.

Zheng Ming knelt on the ground, his head splitting with pain, his complexion pale.

This was a symptom of excessive spiritual power depletion.

“Thank you, Sister Feixia, for the guidance,” he forced himself through the pain and said a final word before being supported down by Zheng Ying.

“Next, it’s your turn. Do you dare to come?” Meng Chengshuang looked towards Yu Hong.

This Zheng Rong was the only young person she placed some importance on in the entire Qingchen Temple.

Although his current strength was not strong, his rate of improvement was remarkably fast and his future promising. Thus, her tone of voice unconsciously softened when she spoke at this moment.

This is a different treatment for talents.

“Of course! I too want to test where my limits truly lie,” Yu Hong earnestly said.

He straightened his Daoist robe and stepped forward to Zheng Ming’s position, facing the latter.

“Very good,” Meng Chengshuang nodded in approval. “So, do you plan to, like Zheng Ming, burst out with full force? Don’t worry, I can still stand still.”

“Thank you, but no need,” Yu Hong’s voice deepened. “Let’s try first, and if it doesn’t work, then I’ll use the Dao Artifact.”

Whoosh!

In an instant, he swiftly formed the Handprint of Service Damage.

The first layer of shadow shot out from behind him, pouncing towards Meng Chengshuang.

But the shadow was ultimately too weak; even augmented by the Tai Ling Skill, it barely reached the strength of a Level Two Black Disaster.

As soon as it approached, Meng cut it in two with a casual swing of her sword, completely dissipating it.

Her sword blade seemed to contain an extremely powerful special force; merely touching the shadow, it immediately suppressed the hidden regenerative power within.

However, the speed of the shadow also made Meng Chengshuang’s eyes slightly narrow, though of course, she would definitely not lose the verbal sparring.

“Is that all?”

“Of course not,” Yu Hong formed another handprint.

A figure in a yellow robe and white dress with long hair silently appeared behind Meng Chengshuang.

It was precisely the speed character that Yu Hong had repelled initially!

Normally, the speed character’s attack mechanism requires seeing it twice and being stricken with fear, but under Yu Hong’s simulated Fear Shadow, no mechanism limitation was needed, and it could attack directly.

After being enhanced by Tai Ling Skill and optimized for virtual and real switching, his simulation at this moment could compete with the original speed character.

It was not merely a spiritual attack.

Of course, here it still wasn’t enough to make him use the virtual and real switching trump card.

Hee hee hee hee!!

The eerie laughter of the speed character suddenly rang beside Meng Chengshuang’s ear.

Her expression changed, and her long sword swiftly stabbed out behind her.

The tip of the sword lit up with a brilliant red light, and in the blink of an eye, it targeted the center of the speed character’s chest.

“Heaven and Earth Sealing Order! Red Cloud!”

Hiss hiss hiss!!

Almost simultaneously, the speed character and Meng Chengshuang launched attacks at each other.

The black hair on the speed character’s face automatically parted, revealing a pale, blurred female face.

Seeing the face would mean death; that was the speed character’s killing mechanism.

At this moment, however, it faced Meng Chengshuang whose spiritual will reached the Absolute Boundary.

Instantaneously, the intensity of the speed character’s spiritual shock surged like a cresting wave, rocketing upwards to a Level Nine standard.

That is to say, during that brief half-second when the speed character’s face was exposed, the spiritual shock it released already matched the strength of a Level Nine Black Disaster.

As a Fear Shadow in Yu Hong’s hands, stronger than a spoken character but weaker than a small Black Giant, the speed character had left a profound impression on him.

Realizing the sudden enhancement in spiritual shock, Yu Hong felt somewhat relieved; thankfully, he hadn’t let this character approach and part its hair back then. If he had seen the face of the speed character at that moment, he would probably be thoroughly doomed by now.

At the scene now.

Meng Chengshuang’s situation was precisely the full version of what he should have experienced initially.

The spiritual shock of Level Nine Black Disaster had evidently reached the Absolute Boundary.

In that instant, a circle of transparent ripples explosively burst between her and the speed character.

Invisible ripples spread in all directions, brushing against the Daoist robes of those nearby.

This was the clash of Absolute Boundary and Level Nine Black Disaster’s spiritual shock.

“Cloud Mist!” Suddenly, she flicked her sword backwards.

The blade seemed to lift a light red mist in the blink of an eye.

That mist instantly enveloped the speed character completely, turning into a humanoid cloud mist and obscuring the face.

After the face was obscured, the intense spiritual shock also abruptly ceased.

Ah!!!

A scream later, the speed character dissolved directly in the cloud mist, dispersing on its own.

“Only power for one strike?” Meng Chengshuang exclaimed. The speed character’s attack had genuinely impressed her.

But after its attack, it collapsed on its own, indicating that it was probably a one-time shot.

“Even if it’s one-time, it’s quite amazing,” she praised, looking at Yu Hong. “Your Fear Shadow is very special, very good. At that final peak moment, it was already touching the lower limit of Absolute Boundary.”

“Just the lower limit?” Yu Hong said gravely. A Level Nine spiritual attack and it only just touched the opponent’s lower limit; he now understood more about why the Black Disaster hadn’t completely eroded this world.

Although the opponent had less than a Level Three enhanced human’s physical strength, in terms of spirit, she could focus and display combat power beyond Level Nine.

After all, even if you have a strong body, if your spirit is annihilated, all that is left is merely a living corpse.

This is truly a glass cannon…

Frighteningly high attack power and equally fragile defense.

These descriptions involuntarily arose in Yu Hong’s mind.