Chapter 0324: The Soul of Wrath

Chapter 0324: The Soul of Wrath

Among the numerous martial artists present, there were also the heads of the four palaces.

The duel on the stage erupted with such force that even they were somewhat surprised.

After a single exchange of blows, both Qin Yun and Ji Kailin were forced to retreat!

The stage gradually calmed down.

Ji Kailin used a mystical weapon, the Xuanqi, in battle, but using an earth-level martial art consumed a lot of energy, given that he was only at the ninth level of the Martial Body stage.

However, he had the advantage.

In their last exchange, although Ji Kailin was also pushed back, he overpowered Qin Yun. He remained standing, while Qin Yun lay on the ground!

Ji Kailin, with his Xuanqi and earth-level sword technique, had greatly enhanced his abilities, overwhelming Qin Yun in sheer strength!

Qin Yun lay on the ground, his body riddled with wounds, all inflicted by sword energy.

The injuries were gruesome, too horrifying to behold.

"Hmph, is that all you’ve got? In the earlier rounds, your perseverance and fighting spirit were impressive! But against absolute power, you’re no match for me!" Ji Kailin said coldly.

He was breathing heavily; that last move had drained him completely!

In the past, Xie Wufeng, Zhuochuan, Lan Fengjin, and Yang Shiyue would have surely called for Qin Yun to withdraw.

But now, Qin Yun’s defeat meant death—and Xiao Yuelan would be denied the Calming Mystic Pill she needed!

Qin Yun couldn’t afford to lose!

But now, he was completely defeated!

"What happened to your willpower, your unyielding spirit?" Ji Kailin taunted after a brief rest, walking over.

Qin Yun had no Runes Equipment, the Guangwen Zhuangbei, to heal quickly and could only control the bleeding from his wounds. He had to rely on his spiritual veins and the Nine Sun divine soul to draw in spiritual energy and heal himself.

But this process would take time!

And Ji Kailin would not give him any time to recover!

"Your totem tattoo is mine!" Ji Kailin produced a bead—the Totem Inheritance Bead.

Seeing this, many sighed in regret.

"Qin Yun has truly lost! Ji Kailin, with his Xuanqi and earth-level sword technique, is invincible!"

"Mystical weapons are indeed terrifying, no wonder they are so precious! By the way, Qin Yun's father, Qin Long, also has a mystical weapon, the Dragon King Spear, right?"

"It's a pity he's not here, otherwise he could save Qin Yun!"

Yang Shiyue clenched her teeth and suddenly stepped forward, but was stopped by Ji Xuanyi.

"Miss Yang, you must not interfere with the match!"

Ji Xuanyi was smug; he had foreseen this outcome from the start of the duel.

"Qin Yun!" Yang Shiyue shouted, "Are you really going to lose like this? With your talent, you must not lose here, especially not to someone like him! This duel is riddled with injustice, every move a trap designed for you!"

"Yuelan's sudden descent into madness must have been planned!"

Qin Yun, sprawled on the martial arts platform, heard Yang Shiyue's words and couldn't help but twitch his hand slightly.

He also sensed the totem mark on his Heavenly Lion arm being gradually stripped away.

"Was Yuelan's madness really your doing?" Qin Yun raised his head, looking at Ji Kailin, and asked in a low voice.

Ji Kailin smirked arrogantly: "Xiao Yuelan is so talented. If I can't have her, neither can you!"

"So it was your doing!" Qin Yun was furious, his eyes suddenly turning pitch black, devoid of any white.

Ji Kailin, terrified by Qin Yun's appearance, stepped back, gripping his Thunderous Sword tightly as if confronting a deadly foe.

The Heavenly Lion bloodline within Qin Yun's body suddenly flared up, seething with intensity!

His vibrating martial soul, like a wild beast, thrashed and pulsed, unleashing waves of inner energy that roared through his body.

The Tree Totem in his Nether Sun Inner Pill released life force, mingling with the vibrating energy to heal his wounds.

Qin Yun, who had been nearly lifeless on the ground, suddenly sprang up, brimming with energy!

The crowd in the Spirit Martial Hall erupted in gasps and shouts!

Yang Shiyue and the others were ecstatic!

Yang Shiyue realized Qin Yun was about to unleash his vibrating martial soul.

Zhuochuan and Lan Huayu, seeing Qin Yun's pitch-black eyes, were deeply unsettled.

Ji Xuanyi and the palace heads were visibly horrified!

Murong Daren whispered urgently, "What's happening to Brother Yun?"

Huo Zhong muttered, "He looks terrifying!"

Qin Yun's appearance was truly horrifying!

He suddenly rose, his sword wounds healing before everyone's eyes.

What was happening? Everyone was filled with dread and confusion.

Ji Kailin, horrified by Qin Yun's black eyes, shouted, "You... stay down!" and swiftly unleashed the Thunder Shadow Sword Technique.

Layers of Thunder Shadow Sword Qi filled the air, engulfing Qin Yun.

As the sword shadows closed in, Qin Yun clenched his fists, his powerful frame trembling, and his upper garments exploded into shreds.

His muscular body, now oozing black gas, was all that remained visible.

Black, the color of evil!

Qin Yun, oozing black gas, was a terrifying sight, leading many to believe he had mastered dark arts.

Qin Yun roared, "Ha!" and the black gas erupted from his body.

A powerful vibrating force burst forth, shaking the entire platform violently!

The sword shadows Ji Kailin sent forth were all dispersed by the shockwaves, transforming into a surge of energy that filled the arena's protective formation.

Boom after boom!

Qin Yun unleashed the force of shockwaves!

As he charged forward, the bronze tiles of the arena floor shattered beneath his feet, and his speed was incredibly fast!

In a flash, he stood before Ji Kailin!

Though terrified by Qin Yun's overwhelming power, Ji Kailin still counterattacked, slashing his sword at Qin Yun!

In close combat, mystical weapons are the most formidable!

Though lacking a mystical weapon, Qin Yun's shockwave power was terrifying!

He thrust his fist towards the oncoming Thunderous Sword, and the shockwave force erupted, fierce and unstoppable.

The Thunderous Sword was hurled away by the shockwave before it could reach Qin Yun!

Ji Kailin's garments were ripped to tatters, and the inner energy in his dantian was in disarray, impossible to gather.

Hurled through the air, Ji Kailin coughed up a mouthful of blood, his eyes wide with shock, his wounds grievous!

"Cease, demon!" Ji Xuanyi roared, charging forward.

The palace heads and several Holy Palace elders followed in pursuit.

"Dismantle the formation, now!"

Ji Xuanyi shouted at Protector Zhang, his face flushed with urgency, his gaze fixed on the arena.

Qin Yun looked at Ji Xuanyi and sneered coldly, "This is a duel to the death—only one of us walks away!"

"Halt!"

At this moment, Ji Xuanyi had no other option but to shout.

The spectators scrambled to retreat.

Standing on the arena, Qin Yun was enveloped in a dark aura, his eyes pitch black, looking every bit the evil demon.

Long ago, many had suspected Qin Yun of practicing demonic arts, but there had never been solid evidence.

Now, seeing him in this state, everyone was convinced.

Many were now certain Qin Yun practiced a terrifying form of demonic arts.

"Ji Kailin, you were the one who wanted to engage in a fight to the death with me. I offered you chances, yet you squandered them!"

Qin Yun's voice was calm and composed, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

Even in this state, he could remain so calm, which made him even more frightening.

Sweat-drenched, Protector Zhang manipulated the spirit patterns to deactivate the grand formation, a task requiring time.

"Qin Yun, I know I was wrong! Grant me mercy, spare my life!" Ji Kailin pleaded, blood spilling from his mouth.

He could feel death looming over him.

"I'll ask you one more time, was it you who caused Yuelan's cultivation mishap? Answer honestly!" Qin Yun asked coldly.

"Yes, yes... it was us!" Ji Kailin, terrified for his life, blurted out everything under the pressure.

Hearing this, everyone secretly scorned Ji Xuanyi and his group for their despicable actions!

Yang Shiyue was especially furious. She had suspected foul play but never imagined Ji Xuanyi and his group were behind it!

Lan Huayu's expression darkened: "Having such traitors in the Sacred Palace is truly our shame!"

"Qin Yun, if you kill Ji Kailin, you won't get the Calming Mystic Pill!" Ji Xuanyi shouted.

Qin Yun, enraged by the threat, leapt up, his fists clenched and surging with black energy.

"Ji Kailin, you’re dead!"

Qin Yun's roar, filled with overwhelming killing intent, echoed through the Spirit Martial Hall.

His fists slammed down, unleashing a thunderous shockwave!

It was the Tsunami Strike fused with the sixth form of Dragon Forging—Heaven Collapsing Tsunami!

The power from his fists was utterly terrifying, as if the apocalypse had come!

A wave of black energy crashed down from above, slamming into Ji Kailin!

Simultaneously, the arena's grand formation shut down.

Boom! The violent shockwave tore through, engulfing Ji Kailin, shattering the arena, and plunging deep into the Spirit Martial Hall, setting off a massive earthquake!

Boom after boom...

The grand Spirit Martial Hall trembled violently, crumbling piece by piece!

Amid the collapse, energy bursts erupted, sending shockwaves that hurled debris in every direction!

In an instant, the air was filled with roars, shouts, and screams.

The massive Spirit Martial Hall crumbled, dust surging like tidal waves!

Powerful warriors immediately channeled their energy to disperse the dust.

Many hovered in the air, watching as the Spirit Martial Hall turned to ruins.

Terrifyingly, deep cracks, hundreds of meters deep, split the ground around the Spirit Martial Hall.

The terrifying force that had plunged into the earth erupted, causing even more devastating tremors.

Though covered in dust, the warriors emerged unharmed. They emerged from the rubble, their eyes fixed on the arena.

Qin Yun stood tall, his head slightly raised, his expression icy, his gaze locked on Ji Xuanyi in the distance.

"Ji Xuanyi, I’ve won. Hand over the Calming Mystic Pill," he said coolly, the black energy around him fading, his eyes regaining their normal appearance, the whites visible again.