"Aotian, you must be extremely careful of that mysterious man in the black robe. If you sense something is wrong, leave immediately!" Xiao Ya said with a serious expression.
Among the group, only Aotian had the lowest cultivation level, making everyone uneasy. However, the mysterious man in the black robe seemed to have a particular grudge against Aotian. Thus, aside from warning Aotian to be cautious, there was little else they could do.
"Uncle Xiaoya, don't worry. If that guy really thinks he can treat me like a soft persimmon, I will definitely make him lose a few teeth!" A fierce look spread across Aotian's face.
Seeing this, Xiao Ya decided not to say more. After telling everyone to be careful, he charged towards Wu Changlong.
"Aotian, little brother, take care of yourself. We three brothers will take action first!" Xiao Qingfeng said before leading his two brothers towards Bing Long's cage.
"Can you handle it? If not, let me deal with that man in the black robe," Snow Qincheng hesitated for a moment before speaking to Aotian.
Upon hearing this, Aotian was slightly taken aback.
He knew that although Snow Qincheng had taken the Ice Lotus Pill, dealing with two Half-Step Human Spirit warriors was already her limit.
The black-robed man was extremely mysterious, and his strange poison attacks were hard to defend against, posing a danger not any less than that of the Half-Step Human Spirit warriors. Yet, Snow Qincheng still offered to help, showing that despite her calm demeanor, she was genuinely concerned for him.
Thinking this over, a soft light flashed in Aotian's eyes as he said:
"Don't worry. While I can't guarantee I can defeat that mysterious guy, holding him off won't be a problem!"
Snow Qincheng sighed lightly and replied:
"In that case, be extra careful. If you can't handle it, retreat quickly. I will step in to stop him."
As she spoke, without waiting for Aotian's response, she shot towards Feng Moyang and Qiu Mingjie, her tone filled with intense killing intent:
"You two come out; today I will definitely slay you under my sword!"
With that, the Crystal Sword appeared in Snow Qincheng's hand. An aura of coldness surrounded her, with snowflakes seemingly forming around her, making her look like a goddess of snow.
"Haha, a beauty's invitation; how could I refuse?" It was clear that this line would come from Feng Moyang.
Aotian looked at the three battlefields erupting with fierce combat, his expression calm, showing no signs of tension or worry.
"You're quite calm?" The man in the black robe said to Aotian with a faint tone.
"Those people can't harm my friends," Aotian slowly withdrew his gaze and replied to the man in black.
"Indeed, the outcome of those three battlefields will likely end in a stalemate, so what you should worry about is not them, but yourself."
Aotian smiled lightly and said, "Make your move; let's skip the small talk!"
"Since you want to die so badly, I'll grant your wish!"
As soon as the words left the black-robed man's mouth, a thick gray mist surged from his body, forming into a gray Gray Claw that lunged fiercely toward Aotian's crown.
The gray Gray Claw appeared extremely sinister, and as it reached for Aotian, the surrounding air was violently torn apart.
Seeing the attack from the man in black, Aotian's expression changed slightly, and he pointed decisively at the Gray Claw.
"Star Point Finger!"
A vast Silver Beam shot out from Aotian's fingertip, piercing through the air like a falling comet aimed directly at the Gray Claw.
The beam tore through the air in an instant and collided violently with the gray Gray Claw!
The attack of Star Point Finger was incredibly powerful; it integrated all of Aotian's strength into that Silver Beam, resulting in tremendous destructive power. Moreover, due to Aotian's cultivation of the Transformation Technique, which had assimilation properties, this made the destructive force of the Silver Beam even more formidable.
If it were an ordinary Innate Martial Artist, this single finger would easily break through. However, Aotian's opponent was not an ordinary Innate Martial Artist. Although the mysterious man in black only possessed Innate Nine Levels of cultivation, his poison skills were Extraordinary, and that gray Gray Claw was filled with corrosive power.
The destructive power of the Silver Beam was astonishing and had assimilation properties; meanwhile, the gray Gray Claw had extraordinary corrosive abilities. The two forces found themselves locked in a bizarre stalemate.
The man in the black robe couldn't help but feel a bit embarrassed. No matter how one looked at it, his cultivation was far superior to Aotian's, yet his attacks failed to break through Aotian's defenses with overwhelming force. This naturally made the man in the black robe somewhat irritated.
"Kid, you've had your fun! Now, let me show you my true power!"
As he spoke, the aura around the man in the black robe suddenly surged. The energy within the black Gray Claw also increased dramatically, its corrosive power becoming even more astonishing. The Silver Beam was visibly dissolving at an alarming rate.
"What? How is this possible?!" Aotian exclaimed involuntarily, filled with shock.
Clearly, they had been evenly matched just moments ago, but in an instant, he found himself at a disadvantage. How could this not astonish Aotian?
Could it be that this man in the black robe was not a warrior of the Innate Nine Levels, but rather a Half-Step Human Spirit warrior?
Thinking of this, the expression in Aotian's eyes was completely replaced by horror. If the black-robed man's cultivation truly was at the Half-Step Human Spirit Realm, then today's battle would likely be dangerous for him.
Looking at the Silver Beam that was about to dissolve completely, Aotian gritted his teeth. He then quickly formed intricate hand seals and shouted inwardly:
"Annihilation Finger!"
A giant finger filled with destructive patterns suddenly appeared in the air. The Giant Finger shimmered with icy blue light, and Soul Power along with Transformation Technique were cleverly infused within it.
"Go!"
With Aotian's deep shout, the Giant Finger surged forward with an astonishing momentum, crashing down onto the gray Gray Claw.
"Kekeke, you overestimate yourself!"
The two fierce forces collided violently, resulting in a tremendous sound that echoed throughout the main hall, drawing the attention of everyone engaged in battle.
From a certain perspective, Aotian's fight with the man in the black robe could determine the outcome of this entire conflict! If Aotian won, then naturally he and his companions would emerge victorious. But if Aotian lost, there would be no reason to continue fighting; he and his companions would have to leave in disgrace.
Thus, everyone's eyes were filled with tension, worry, anticipation, and excitement.
"Kekeke, shatter!"
Suddenly, a hoarse voice seemed to overshadow the loud noise. Following that, the Giant Finger slowly revealed a series of shocking cracks.
Seeing this, Snow Qincheng and the others turned pale. If Aotian were to lose, then the Soul Elder's legacy might truly be out of reach for them.
"Hehe, even if I can't defeat you, you should know your identity; you can't stop me!"
At this moment, Aotian's face turned extremely pale, almost like white paper. However, with Aotian's voice echoing, the Giant Finger suddenly exploded. A fierce gust of wind shot directly towards the Black Cloak of the figure in black.
"Not good!" The figure in black was alarmed, but before he could react, the Black Cloak was torn to shreds by the ferocious wind.
As the Giant Finger exploded, Aotian was naturally struck by the gray claw and was sent flying, blood seeping from his body. From a distance, Aotian looked like a bloodied figure.
But at this moment, Aotian did not care about that; he could only stare in disbelief at the face of the figure in black. Shocked voices came from several mouths:
"Wang Shuiqun? How is that possible?!"
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