Chapter 0582 Vortex Power

Chapter 582: Vortex Power

The building specialized in selling talismans.

After entering, Qin Yun inquired and traded 200 merit points for a Beast Lure Talisman, which could be used about a hundred times. If lucky, it could attract dozens of beasts.

He needed a large number of beast corpses for crafting weapons and talismans.

Qin Yun’s challenge to Long Ziming had many legion members eagerly anticipating the fight.

Previously, Long Ziming's entire Tyrant Dragon Legion had been annihilated, and everyone was curious about how they had lost.

Now, they would finally get to witness the battle between Qin Yun and Long Ziming firsthand.

When Qin Yun stepped out of the building, he found Long Ziming waiting outside with a large crowd.

"Let’s go, outside the city!"

Long Ziming was fuming with rage. He had become a laughingstock, and if he didn’t kill Qin Yun at least once, even more people would mock him.

Qin Yun said, "Long Ziming, your entire Tyrant Dragon Legion is here. Are you all planning to gang up on me? If that’s the case, I'd better prepare too!"

"I’ll fight you alone!" Long Ziming roared. "I keep my word!"

"I don’t trust you! Last time, while we were fighting, a dozen of your Tyrant Dragon Legion members suddenly ambushed me. If I hadn’t reacted quickly, I’d be dead!" Qin Yun sneered. "So even if you gang up on me this time, I’m not afraid!"

The fact that the Tyrant Dragon Legion had been wiped out by Qin Yun once was already unbelievable.

And now, Qin Yun was boldly claiming he would wipe them out a second time!

"Qin Yun, we didn’t expect you to have so many weapons. Last time, you only wiped us out because of an ambush. Your real skill is mediocre—you only won through trickery!" Long Ziming refused to admit that he was weaker than Qin Yun.

"Hahaha… Are all of you in the Tyrant Dragon Legion complete idiots? So many of you fell for my tricks?" Qin Yun laughed loudly. "Nearly twenty of you ganged up on me—what trick could I possibly have used to kill them all? Care to explain?"

"You fought me one-on-one, suppressed me, then called for help. Now you’re saying I used tricks? You're utterly shameless!"

Long Ziming bellowed, "Qin Yun, cut the crap! Come outside with me now—I’ll show you my strongest power!"

The onlookers were taken aback by Long Ziming’s furious demeanor.

Long Ziming was the commander of the Tyrant Dragon Legion, a member of the Long family, and a Spirit Martial Realm expert and Core Disciple. He definitely had his own strengths.

His strength was undoubtedly comparable to Qin Yun’s!

Inside the Immortal Armament Illusory Realm, Qin Yun’s Dao Artifacts and other abilities were severely limited.

Even those with a Profound Body would revert to ordinary inside this realm.

In other words, everyone started on roughly equal footing.

Only those who mastered totem martial arts or possessed dual Dao Cores could manifest greater strength.

Qin Yun had previously undergone a Dao Core test and had tested as having only one.

His sole notable edge was his totem martial arts.

But without totem power, totem martial arts weren’t much stronger than peak Earth-grade techniques.

Additionally, within this realm, Arcane Arts related to martial souls were largely ineffective.

Qin Yun was at the Ninth Layer of the Martial Path, while Long Ziming was a martial master of the Spirit Martial Realm. Although only an early-stage martial master, his experience was vast, and his Dao Force was immense—there was no way he would be weaker than a warrior at the Ninth Layer of the Martial Path.

Thus, everyone found it utterly bizarre that the Tyrant Dragon Legion had been destroyed.

Long Ziming, seething with rage, stormed out of the city gates.

Standing outside the gates, he gripped his heavy sword and shouted toward Qin Yun inside the city, "Coward, get your ass out here!"

Inside the city, Qin Yun was scanning for other powerful auras.

There were quite a few Spirit Martial Realm disciples here.

If Qin Yun defeated Long Ziming, someone might suddenly attack him.

In the Illusory Realm, only points mattered. Some would stoop to anything for points, disregarding pride or accusations of ambush.

Moreover, the clan factions were all Qin Yun’s enemies.

Among the top ten on the *Martial Arts Ranking*, five disciples came from clan factions.

"Qin Yun, hurry up and get out here!" Long Ziming laughed loudly. "See, everyone? Qin Yun is scared!"

Qin Yun smirked and quickly walked out of the city gates.

Seeing Qin Yun actually step out, the crowd buzzed with excitement.

"For a Ninth Layer Martial Path warrior like Qin Yun to dare fight Long Ziming—that’s gutsy!"

"It’s just one point! Even if he loses, it’s no big deal."

"Why is Long Ziming, a Spirit Martial Realm martial master, acting so high and mighty against a Ninth Layer Martial Path warrior?"

"It’s so strange. How did Qin Yun destroy an entire legion? With his strength, defeating Long Ziming in the Illusory Realm would be a miracle!"

Qin Yun unsheathed a blade!

Here, disciples carried their weapons on their backs since they lacked storage-spirit artifacts.

But Qin Yun hadn’t been carrying any weapons earlier—now he suddenly produced one, clearly possessing a storage-spirit artifact.

Storage-spirit artifacts were expensive, costing hundreds of points to obtain.

Even the point-rich hesitated to trade for one.

Yet Qin Yun, who had barely entered the Illusory Realm days ago, already had weapons, a storage-spirit artifact, and hundreds of points—which baffled the crowd.

"Qin Yun, where did you get that storage-spirit artifact and weapons? Did someone from the Dharma Protector Hall secretly provide them?" someone in the crowd atop the city walls shouted enviously.

"If the Dharma Protector Hall did this, it’s unfair! We protest!"

"That’s right! Explain this!"

Many others echoed the outrage.

Qin Yun had barely entered the Illusory Realm yet already possessed loot others couldn’t score in a year.

Especially a storage-spirit artifact!

In this realm, the only way to get good items was by fighting nonstop.

To redeem items, one must defeat more opponents and earn points.

Sometimes, you might get defeated yourself and lose points.

Thus, it takes a long time to accumulate enough points to trade for anything worthwhile.

This is also why a relative balance is maintained in the Immortal Weapon Illusory Realm.

Only through strength can one earn points to exchange for goods.

Most people struggle to gather enough points to trade for cultivation techniques, so they have no choice but to join factions.

Hearing the clamor around him, Qin Yun let out a quiet sigh.

"Qin Yun, so the Dharma Protector Hall has been secretly aiding you—no wonder you could wipe out my Tyrant Dragon Legion!" Long Ziming sneered. "You weakling relying on others' help, I will definitely defeat you!"

"Everything I have was made by myself! I just killed a mere dozen beasts!" Qin Yun shot back. "If you don’t believe me, try forging weapons or crafting talismans yourselves! The Immortal Weapon Illusory Realm allows self-crafting!"

Upon hearing this, the crowd went silent for a beat before bursting into angry curses.

None of them had forging skills, yet Qin Yun did!

After some thought, they realized that over the years, those skilled in forging never set foot here.

Runes Masters received special treatment in the Immortal Weapon City and rarely entered the Immortal Weapon Illusory Realm.

An oddity like Qin Yun, not taken in by the Dharma Protector Hall, managed to get in.

"If you can't forge, whose fault is that?" Qin Yun taunted, fueling the crowd's anger and envy.

"Qin Yun, you... you're cheating!"

Long Ziming seethed with jealousy—they had to fight repeatedly to earn enough points for weapons and talismans.

Yet Qin Yun could make them simply by killing a few beasts!

"If you think it's unfair, tell the Dharma Protector Hall to change the rules and ban private forging!" Qin Yun laughed. "Let’s get this started!"

"Watch closely, everyone! I’ll make this damn cheater realize he’s no match for absolute strength!"

Long Ziming tightened his grip on his heavy sword, raising it high before pointing it at Qin Yun and shouting, "Qin Yun, you worthless trash, relying on petty tricks—you don’t deserve to be a warrior!"

"I, Long Ziming, will deliver justice today and teach a lesson to a villain like you!"

The disciples of the Tyrant Dragon Legion roared their approval.

"Save the talk for after you win!" Qin Yun said calmly, tightening his grip on his blade.

"Begin!" Long Ziming had already gathered his strength and lunged with a fierce sword thrust.

As the sword stabbed, a powerful vortex pull surged out!

Qin Yun, enveloped by the force, felt like he was drowning in water, his movements severely hindered—yet he still dodged the lethal thrust.

Long Ziming couldn’t spam such attacks. Otherwise, unleashing a flurry of hundreds of strikes would be impossible to evade.

Though he couldn’t chain them densely, Long Ziming could strike again while Qin Yun dodged, releasing that eerie vortex pull and following up with another slash.

"Long Ziming’s martial soul is the Vortex Soul—its power is truly formidable!"

"Qin Yun is also quite impressive, moving with monkey-like agility even while caught in the vortex force."

"But if this continues, Qin Yun won’t be able to hold on for long."

"I’ve fought Long Ziming several times, and each time I was defeated—it was always during the struggle against the vortex force that the drain became overwhelming, and I couldn’t hold on any longer!"

"It looks like Long Ziming is sure to win."

When Qin Yun dodges, he must exert his full strength to break free from the vortex force, which really drains him.

Meanwhile, Ling Yuner is also looking for an opportunity to unleash that crushing gravity.

Long Ziming had felt that crushing gravity once before, so now he’s being extra cautious.

"This guy didn’t become the leader of a mercenary group through empty boasts!" Qin Yun realized with alarm. "After I defeated him last time, he’s improved significantly—now he’s being very careful to guard against me!"

"No weak spots!" Ling Yuner sighed softly. "Xiao Yun, use another method—finish this fast!"

"No choice but to try the Mortal Saber Manual!" Qin Yun said.

The essence of the Mortal Saber Manual is speed, precision, and ruthlessness—swift, steady strikes—simple but deadly.

Every time Long Ziming swings his sword, the vortex force stutters for just an instant!

After dodging, Qin Yun breaks free from the vortex force and exploits that split-second opening to strike with lightning speed!