Crack!!
Just at that moment, a figure in a silver-white mage's robe appeared once again through the portal. With a swing of his staff, a silver-white blade suddenly slashed down toward Yi Tianxing's head without warning. The sharpness emanating from the blade was unimaginable—so fierce that the moment it appeared, Yi Tianxing's hair stood on end.
Goosebumps broke out all over his body.
Magic—Dimensional Slash!!
A sharpness born of spatial power carried a terrifying aura of death. It was the kind of despair that could not be resisted—utterly horrifying. So terrifying that it made one feel as though they had no choice but to be struck by it.
Clang!!
Yi Tianxing's reaction was incredibly fast. The moment the Dimensional Slash appeared, he instinctively twisted the tip of his battle spear and smashed it straight at the incoming slash. A crisp sound rang out—the spear intent was even cut through by the sharpness contained in the slash. The power was terrifying to the extreme. Yet even so, the blow still managed to block the Dimensional Slash, shattering it directly.
However, the spear intent within the battle spear was also erased by the sharpness of the Dimensional Slash.
"Spatial magic—so you're a space mage. No wonder you could open a portal and dare to ambush me. Come on then, whoever's hiding, come out together!" Yi Tianxing took a deep breath, gripped his spear tightly, and a fierce battle intent surged in his eyes.
With a cold smirk at the corner of his mouth, he said, "Trying to ambush me? Do you think I'm easy prey? There's only one way I deal with enemies who stand in my way—I destroy them!!"
A wave of killing intent burst out and swept across the surroundings.
"Yi Tianxing, you've hunted down Western cultivators. This is our retaliation in kind—a preemptive strike. What's wrong with that?" the space mage said calmly.
"Indeed. Your tournament journey ends here."
A mage in a grey robe, with a shriveled and skeletal face like a walking corpse, spoke in a chilling tone. His staff was made entirely of bone, exuding a disturbing aura—clearly an undead mage.
"You must die for us to find peace."
Another mage appeared. A gentle breeze circled her figure, exuding a sense of ethereal lightness—she was a wind mage.
"This time, to kill you, we've thrown away all dignity. If you survive, we'll lose face so badly we wouldn't dare show ourselves again."
A towering man clad in heavy armor stepped through the portal, one hand gripping a platinum shield, the other wielding a long blade. His bulging muscles seemed about to burst. The moment he appeared, a powerful aura of unmovable mountain-like stability enveloped the field.
Just standing there, he exuded a sense of immense safety, as though with him present, he was an unbreakable fortress—no danger could touch his allies. He was a shield warrior, the embodiment of impenetrable defense.
"A heavy-armor sword-and-shield warrior, a wind mage, an undead mage, a space mage, and a powerful swordsman. Five top-tier experts... You think you've got me cornered, huh? Well, you're about to see what happens when I go berserk—I scare even myself!"
Yi Tianxing took a deep breath and stared at the five enemies before him. This was clearly an intent to kill him on the spot.
With enemies like these—no need to hold back. One word: Kill!
"Oh! Look, Yi Tianxing's recent actions must have triggered the Western cultivators. He's now surrounded by five powerful ones—three mages, a swordsman, and a sword-and-shield warrior. Their defense and offense are all top-notch. This time, Yi Tianxing might really be in danger. He might not make it past this stage," exclaimed Brother Xiaosa on the viewing platform.
Such a spectacular scene couldn't be missed.
At the same time, countless powerful figures within the secret realm turned their gazes here.
Although the battle level wasn't impressive to these supreme experts, the ones fighting were the most outstanding prodigies of the Eternal Continent's future. Watching their battle revealed glimpses of their potential.
"Indeed. Yi Tianxing's cultivation is probably around the sixth level of the Divine Sea Realm. While cultivation isn't everything, it still represents part of one's strength. And every one of his opponents has significant power. In this world, fortuitous encounters are everywhere—no one is a lucky outlier. Yi Tianxing is now facing elite opponents of his own level," said Commander Hei loudly, clearly not optimistic about Yi Tianxing.
The Western lineup was formidable—without many flaws.
"Commander, you're not confident in Yi Tianxing, but I, Brother Xiaosa, believe Fellow Daoist Yi still has a chance. After all, his strength is no joke. He's never shown his full power. His archery skills are even more terrifying—if he can create distance, he might just turn the tide," Brother Xiaosa chuckled, sharing his view.
Regardless, their opinions wouldn't affect the battle's outcome.
"Kill!!"
A shout of slaughter rang out. Yi Tianxing was instantly clad in black battle armor, his aura bursting forth like a raging tide.
Shriek!!
The Golden Roc screeched sharply, diving through the air toward the undead mage. Carrying Yi Tianxing, it launched the first strike.
If there's going to be a fight, I'll make the first move.
That was Yi Tianxing's straightforward nature—if there was no way back, then carve a bloody path forward.
No need for diplomacy—strike first. Speak through strength. Prove your path with your battle spear. Determine life and death.
Raise the arm. Wield the spear.
Jade-Shattering Spear Technique.
As he thrust the spear, a strong surge of Jade-Shattering spear intent erupted. In this life-or-death moment, Yi Tianxing's understanding of the technique deepened significantly.
Faced with a dead end, fear not—strike with all you've got. If we must perish, then perish brilliantly like jade, not crumble like tile!
The spear intent swept out, making the Western cultivators' faces turn solemn. An oppressive force rose in their minds.
"Shield!!"
The sword-and-shield warrior stepped forward like a tower. Raising his platinum shield, he merged with it in an instant. He became the shield—able to block any wind, rain, or attack. A wall of iron, indestructible. He stood between Yi Tianxing and his target.
Even the shield itself emanated martial will—the Shield Intent, like an unbreakable mountain.
Boom!!
The spear smashed into the shield with unmatched momentum. Platinum light shimmered, mysterious magical patterns flickering across it. The Shield Intent reinforced its defense with an indomitable will—unshakable, unbreakable.
"Courting death."
The Western cultivators finally acted as well.
The storm swordsman's blade flashed, erupting with countless dazzling sword lights that instantly targeted Yi Tianxing's vital points. The sword intent was terrifying—each strike was like a storm, fast as lightning.
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of sword strikes landed.
Another Dimensional Slash arced down like a silver ribbon toward Yi Tianxing's throat.
All of this happened in a flash.
His spear had struck the shield. Yi Tianxing felt like he was hitting an impenetrable wall—unyielding and brimming with power. The counterforce was enough to send a speeding car flying.
"Such power... Such shield intent... But still not enough. Break!!"
Even as Yi Tianxing marveled, the blood and energy within his body surged from the black cauldron, flooding every inch of his flesh and fueling the spear with explosive force.
"What?! How is he this strong?! Is he some kind of humanoid beast?"
The sword-and-shield warrior was no stranger to brute strength, but even he was shocked. The spear felt like a tsunami crashing against him, wave after wave, each strike stronger than the last.
Like relentless tides.
One strike, then another—he held out for a while, but by the fifth or sixth, he couldn't take it anymore. His bones trembled, flesh shook, and internal organs started bleeding.
Pfft!!
With a violent shudder, he spat a mouthful of blood mixed with bits of organ. A bloody mist filled the air—utterly tragic.
Bang! Bang! Bang!!
Facing countless sword strikes and another Dimensional Slash, Yi Tianxing didn't flinch. His true qi surged into his armor. He advanced three powerful steps forward and once again thrust his spear at the sword-and-shield warrior.
Boom!!
The warrior instinctively raised his shield again, but the terrifying force behind the spear blew the shield out of his hands. Another mouthful of blood sprayed from his lips.
Then—
A streak of white jade light flashed—
—and a sharp pain tore through his throat.