《Myth Beyond Heaven 》Chapter 167: Qi Yuanfeng's Decision
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Without hesitation, Qi Yuanfeng released Abyssal Energy to protect himself. His eyes turned completely black as he stared at Lin Xinyao. If Yun Lintian was here, he would be shocked by the revelation. It turned out Qi Yuanfeng was actually a member of Poison Valley.
In the next moment, a bone-chilling storm of frost coming from Lin Xinyao quickly swept past Qi Yuanfeng and turned everything in the surrounding area into an abyss of ice.
Qi Yuanfeng gritted his teeth as he poured every ounce of his Abyssal Energy into the protective barrier while glancing at the berserk Ming Wu, who was now bombarded Fu Tianya with all his might.
Seeing Ming Wu still could not get rid of his opponent, a trace of hesitation appeared in Qi Yuanfeng's eyes. Although Ming Wu was close to him, there was no way he would choose to die with him here. In Qi Yuanfeng's opinion, Ming Wu was too stupid and overconfident by revealing his identity this early.
Lin Xinyao realized she could not break Qi Yuanfeng's defense as a massive gap between Origin Profound Realm and Heaven Profound Realm was still there. With the addition of Abyssal Energy, as long as Qi Yuanfeng continued to defend, she would never have a chance to kill him. She could force Qi Yuanfeng to this state was already considered a miracle.
Lin Xinyao finally made a decision as she retracted her spear and took out a glowing white longbow. The bow had an exquisite design, stood approximately 170 centimeters tall. The body was built with one of the rarest materials in the Azure World, Lunar Essence Stone, and the Deep Blue Whale's rawhide was used to make the bowstring. A small moon symbol was engraved in the middle when Li Xinyao grabbed a hold on the bow. The symbol was shining brightly in purple light.
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Holding such a longbow, Lin Xinyao had no choice but to put Su Xiao on the ground first. She flicked her left hand slightly, and a smooth white arrow appeared on it before bringing it to the bow and aimed at Qi Yuanfeng.
The moment Lin Xinyao nocked the arrow up, Qi Yuanfeng could smell death. He immediately knew he was unable to take this shot. Without hesitation, a green talisman appeared in his palm, and he immediately shattered it.
When Lin Xinyao saw a white light appeared around Qi Yuanfeng's body, she realized he was about to escape with the escape talisman. She quickly loosened her left hand, and the arrow immediately charged at Qi Yuanfeng, turning into a streak of white light.
Qi Yuanfeng saw the white flash rushed straight at him. He had anxiously urged the talisman to bring him away. Right before the arrow could hit his head, Qi Yuanfeng's figure had vanished from the spot, causing the arrow to miss the target, and it went straight to a small hill in the distance.
Boom!
Instantaneously, a giant hole appeared on the small hill. One could imagine what Qi Yuanfeng would turn to be if he were hit by the arrow. Without a doubt, there wasn't a single trace of his body left behind.
After seeing Qi Yuanfeng escape away, Lin Xinyao lost a large portion of her strength and immediately fell onto her knees. With her current power, she could only use this Lunar Goddess Bow once in two days. She quietly exhaled and looked at Fu Tianya.
"Die! Die! Die for me!" At this moment, Ming Wu was madly swung his broadsword at Fu Tianya while shouting maniacally.
Meanwhile, Fu Tianya tried his best to avoid Ming Wu's attack and occasionally made a counterattack with his Cicada Wing sword. Though he managed to wound Ming Wu, the latter did not seem to care or feel pain as he continued to bombard Fu Tianya without a sign of exhaustion. This made Fu Tianya desperate.
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"Fourth style, whirlwind!" Fu Tianya saw a chance and spun his sword while thrusting at Ming Wu's right shoulder.
Puff!
The Cicada Wing Sword transformed into a sharp whirlwind, piercing through Ming Wu's shoulder and wholly shattered it into pieces.
Despite that, Ming Wu's strength did not seem to decline at all. On the contrary, his swing became more vigorous and was powerful than earlier.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Whenever Ming Wu's broadsword swung down, the ground instantly shattered, forcing Fu Tianya to keep changing his position and losing a chance to make a counterattack.
Fu Tianya saw Lin Xinyao fell on her knees through a corner of his eyes. He then cast his gaze over his men in the distance and found all of them were utterly suppressed by the opponents. If this situation continued further, they would be wiped out sooner or later.
Fu Tianya's mind spun rapidly and finally came to a decision; he needed to open his domain. Fu Tianya had just recently stepped into the Ruler Profound Realm. His control over the domain wasn't firm. Opening his domain here was too risky. In the worst case, if Ming Wu had successfully destroyed his domain, Fu Tianya's path in profound ways might end here.
When the profound practitioner's domain is destroyed, the profound practitioner won't be able to advance further. The only solution for them was to abolish their profound strength and start practicing from the beginning again. However, when they reached the Ruler Profound Realm next time, their domain would be at least ten times weaker than before. Hence, most Ruler Profound practitioners won't recklessly open their domain unless they are confident or encounter a desperate situation.
Compared to Lin Xinyao's safety, Fu Tianya thought the risk he would face was nothing. He avoided Ming Wu's strike and distanced himself several meters away. He brought his sword up in front of his face. His eyes turned resolute, and the profound energy within his body surged out violently.
"Cicada Wings Domain!" Fu Tianya uttered coldly.
Swish!
Instantaneously, a bright white light was released from Fu Tianya and formed into a white dome, swallowing all the surrounding darkness.
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