The black whip shadow rapidly expanded in Su Ji's field of vision, carrying a soul-tearing shriek as it aimed straight for his face.
There was no room to retreat.
Fortunately, the previous spear strike was not entirely without gain.
Su Ji had confirmed at least one thing: the exact moment this monstrosity attacked, it inevitably transformed from an ethereal state into a corporeal entity.
Otherwise, its attacks would be completely incapable of harming him.
The opportunity would only last for a split second.
In a flash, Su Ji clenched his jaw. The Heavenly Palace Golden Core within his dantian's sea of qi vibrated madly, and a surge of pure spiritual energy rushed into the Fallen Dragon Spear.
Buzz!
Along the shaft of the Fallen Dragon Spear, the dark red dragon scale patterns all lit up. Clusters of pitch-black flames erupted, engulfing the entire spear.
Immediately after, Su Ji flicked his wrist sharply.
Waves of subtle yet high-frequency vibrations rippled through the spear shaft, emitting a hum like countless birds flapping their wings simultaneously.
The air around the spear rippled visibly.
Clang!
Another deafening clash of metal rang out.
The black whip shadow struck solidly against the shaft of the Fallen Dragon Spear, erupting in a blinding shower of sparks.
Su Ji felt an overwhelming, mountain-toppling force transmit through the spear. His entire body was shoved backward for dozens of yards, his feet plowing two deep trenches into the hard, pale-gray ground.
He then crashed into a stone wall.
The vital blood and qi within his body churned violently.
Damn it!
Was he really going to die here for the first time?
His one and only life-saving trump card was something he absolutely did not want to use unless it was an absolute last resort.
Or rather, it shouldn't be wasted here.
But the current situation left him no time to think.
Failing its initial strike, the black shadow's offensive grew even more frenzied, giving him no chance to catch his breath.
Wave after wave came relentlessly!
The endless barrage of attacks was like a raging tide, each wave higher than the last.
Su Ji could only rely on the toughness of the Fallen Dragon Spear to passively block, his body retreating again and again.
For Su Ji, every single parry drained his mental energy.
A fraction of a second too early, and the opponent would phase through his spear via etherealization.
A fraction of a second too late?
The attack would land directly on his body.
Only by concentrating a hundred and twenty percent of his focus could he achieve such perfect timing.
But a prolonged defense would inevitably lead to a breach.
Su Ji wanted to plant his feet and regroup.
But the black shadow's attack was already right in front of him again!
He couldn't hold on much longer!
In this extreme peril, a terrifying glint of madness flashed through Su Ji's eyes.
He had to take a desperate gamble!
The next moment.
He parried the shadow's assault.
And was pushed back another ten yards by the immense force.
Just as the black shadow prepared to press the attack and close the distance.
Su Ji released his left hand's tight grip on the Fallen Dragon Spear, and with a sudden burst of strength from his right arm, he hurled the divine weapon like a javelin straight at the lunging shadow!
Whoosh!
The Fallen Dragon Spear, burning with pitch-black flames, turned into a streak of light. Carrying an indomitable and tyrannical momentum, it pierced straight toward the shadow's chest.
This throw exhausted nearly all the strength Su Ji could muster at that moment.
As he expected, the black shadow's movements slightly faltered.
It seemingly had not anticipated that this prey, already pushed to the brink, would choose to abandon his only weapon.
Facing the howling spear, the black shadow neither dodged nor blocked.
It simply allowed the long spear to pass straight through its body, which was formed of pure darkness.
It caused no damage whatsoever.
The spear missed its mark, viciously embedding itself into the chained stone pillar in the distance, its tail end still humming incessantly.
However, the shadow's offensive also paused for a split second because of this.
Now was the time!
This was the exact opportunity Su Ji had been waiting for!
At the exact same time he threw the Fallen Dragon Spear, his right hand had already rested on the hilt of the sword at his waist.
Clang!
A clear and ringing sword chime.
The Wind-Chanting Sword!
The reason he had been passively blocking all this time was that conventional attacks simply could not touch this monstrosity's true form.
However, all things in the world had their underlying principles!
Whether it was the indestructible Immortal-Slaying Iron or this bizarre black shadow before him, there had to be a flow and a flaw in its operation!
From the very first moment they clashed, Su Ji had been observing!
Under that seemingly storm-like, suffocating offensive, he had used his divine sense to lock firmly onto every instant the black shadow transitioned between ethereal and corporeal states, analyzing the trajectory of its flow.
After a few exchanges, he had seen it clearly!
In the core of that seemingly flawless black shadow, there was an imperceptible stagnation point in its energy circulation!
That was its principle!
It was its flaw!
The moment the Wind-Chanting Sword was unsheathed, an aura of annihilation, signifying the end of all things, explosively permeated the air!
A dark, somber light flowed along the blade. The originally tyrannical evil aura in the surroundings actually let out uneasy hisses under this presence, retreating one after another.
There was no need for any more hesitation!
Since he had forcefully pried the scales of the battle back into balance.
Then...
Break!
Su Ji roared, taking a slight step back to accumulate all the strength in his body.
He didn't use any flashy sword techniques. He simply and forcefully swung the longsword radiating the aura of annihilation down toward the black shadow in front of him!
This strike condensed all of his essence, qi, and spirit at this moment!
A teeth-grating creak rang out, as if even space itself was letting out an overwhelmed wail under this sword strike!
A dark sword qi erupted from the tip of the Wind-Chanting Sword!
The black shadow seemed to sense the fatal crisis as well. It let out a piercing shriek, the darkness around it suddenly contracting as it attempted to turn ethereal once more.
But it was too late!
Su Ji's sword had locked exactly onto that fleeting flaw during its transition between ethereal and corporeal!
The sword qi slashed solidly onto the black shadow's chest!
There was no unstoppable, crushing momentum as one might have imagined.
The dark sword qi, the moment it touched the black shadow, was actually hindered by an invisible resilience, causing its speed to slow down.
But it only slowed for a mere instant.
Su Ji could clearly feel that his sword qi was tearing apart the black shadow's body, bit by bit!
A tiny fissure appeared on the black shadow's chest.
Su Ji no longer cared whether the commotion of this sword strike would attract the attention of those two guys.
The next moment, the dark sword qi seemed to find a breakthrough to vent, and it suddenly erupted!
Boom!
The sword qi tore madly toward both sides, and that tiny fissure was instantly widened!
The black shadow let out an extremely miserable scream. Its body, formed of pure darkness, was forcefully torn open down the middle by Su Ji's sword, creating a massive gaping wound!
Just the aftermath of the sword qi's eruption transformed into a devastating shockwave, spreading wildly in all directions.
The black shadow's body was pushed backward by this force, violently crashing into the hundred-yard-tall pitch-black stone pillar behind it!
Rumble!
The indestructible stone pillar trembled violently under this impact. The bizarre patterns continuously flowing on its surface flashed wildly with light!
However, after a brief tremor, the stone pillar actually remained completely intact.
But the surrounding rocks were scoured by the residual waves of the sword qi, turning into fine powder and falling like snow!
The entire mining area shuddered violently under the might of this single sword strike!
Su Ji leaned heavily on his sword, half-kneeling on the ground as he gasped for air.
This strike had nearly drained every last drop of spiritual energy from his body.
He raised his head, his gaze locked dead ahead.
The smoke and dust slowly cleared.
The dark shadow, having been torn open with a massive gash by his blade, was now slumped weakly beneath the stone pillar.
Its once-solid form had become incredibly faint and ethereal, looking as though it might dissipate at any second.
Though it had been a bit tricky.
Still...
It wasn't all that impressive.
The very instant this thought crossed his mind.
Su Ji saw it.
A sky completely blotted out by a swarm of dark shadows, closing in from all sides to surround him.
Su Ji: ???
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
