Chapter 973: Borrowing Something From You
Yang Haoran's tone was indifferent, his manner courteous, though his words held a hint of presumption. As his voice faded, he gave his wrist a slight flick. The Black Lightning above his palm writhed for a moment, then vanished without a trace.
The instant the Black Lightning disappeared, fierce Yin winds suddenly began to howl throughout the mountain hollow. In a mere instant, dark clouds completely obscured the sky, a continuous rumble of thunder echoed, and streaks of lightning slithered within the black clouds. Since these bolts of lightning were black, they appeared somewhat unobtrusive.
Although the black lightning appeared unobtrusive amidst the dark clouds, its ferocious power fluctuations were clearly discernible.
The scene before him filled the Gold Talisman Master with intense unease. It was then that it suddenly dawned on him: Yang Haoran had not yet used his second Soul Armament.
Though deeply unsettled, the arrow was already on the bowstring; there was no turning back. He forcibly suppressed his unease, then exerted his full strength to control the Talisman Ancestor Dharma Body hovering above. The Dharma Body, which had previously shown signs of instability, instantly regained its stability.
Under his control, the Dharma Body raised an arm and reached towards the dark clouds above, seemingly preparing to forcibly rip them apart.
However, the very instant the Dharma Body raised its arm, a blasting sound suddenly reverberated through the area. A colossal bolt of black lightning burst forth from within the dark clouds and slammed violently into the raised arm of the Talisman Ancestor Dharma Body.
Boom! ! !
A single bolt of black lightning had shattered the mountain-sized Talisman Ancestor Dharma Body. It wasn't that the Talisman Ancestor Dharma Body was inherently weak; rather, the Gold Talisman Master was already at the very end of his tether, and thus, the Dharma Body he summoned possessed not only limited offensive power but equally limited defensive capabilities.
The Gold Talisman Master froze on the spot, seeing the Talisman Ancestor Dharma Body he had summoned shattered by a single bolt of Yang Haoran's black lightning. Before he could recover from his shock, another blasting sound erupted from within the dark clouds, and a black lightning bolt swiftly descended towards him.
The Gold Talisman Master's expression drastically changed. In such a situation, he could no longer care about anything else. He unleashed all the other talismans from his storage dimension, hoping to use this method to ward off the black lightning hurtling down at him.
There were quite a few talismans, but only two Gold Talismans; all the rest were Black Talismans. Unleashing so many talismans at once, given his current physical condition, he naturally lacked the ability to fully unleash their power. At best, he could only make these talismans passively erupt with a portion of their strength.
He was perfectly clear on this point. The reason he still decided to do so was because he never intended to fully unleash the power of all those talismans. At present, he not only lacked the ability to do so but also the time. He unleashed all the talismans from his storage dimension simply to make them passively erupt with power, thereby buying himself a little time to evade the descending black lightning bolt.
Although the Gold Talisman Master only had two Gold Talismans left in his storage dimension, the number of Black Talismans was considerable. Unleashing them all created an astonishing display, and the sky above his head instantly transformed into a sea of talismans.
Boom! ! !
The black lightning, like a colossal dragon plunging headfirst into the sea from high above, dove into the mass of talismans. The deafening blast resonated, and the vast majority of talismans were reduced to ash beneath the black lightning before they could even passively unleash their power. Only a small fraction of talismans successfully erupted with some passive might.
Among these talismans that successfully erupted with power, one was a Gold Talisman. As for the other Gold Talisman, because it happened to be precisely at the center of where the black lightning struck, it was instantly smashed to smithereens.
An unactivated Gold Talisman, while possessing a certain defensive capability that made it difficult to destroy with ordinary means, was struck by black lightning that was far from ordinary, making its destruction no difficult feat.
The Gold Talisman that wasn't destroyed was a fire talisman. The moment its power erupted, a sea of flames instantly formed in the sky above. However, this sea of flames was significantly smaller than the one created earlier when the Gold Talisman Master had fully activated a fire talisman, and the speed at which it condensed fireballs was also much slower.
The sea of flames had only just begun to coalesce, not yet fully formed, when several bolts of black lightning thundered down from the dark clouds above, shattering the sea of flames created by the fire talisman into fragments.
At the same time, the Gold Talisman Master below desperately tried to forcibly tear open a rift in space. He knew that in his current state, it was impossible to prevail over Yang Haoran; remaining here would only lead to a dead end. Therefore, after unleashing all the talismans from his storage dimension in one go, he immediately decided to leave this place.
However, in his current state, tearing open space was no easy feat. If this place weren't enveloped by a restriction barrier, tearing space would be simple given his strength. But with the restriction barrier Yang Haoran had set up, tearing through it was far from simple.
He had arrived effortlessly, tearing through space with ease, but now, leaving would not be so simple.
He exerted his full strength, barely managing to shake the space around him, but it was only a tremor; he couldn't instantly tear it open. A mouthful of fresh blood spurted from his lips, but disregarding his injuries, he gritted his teeth and pushed his body past its limits, finally tearing a rift in space.
The formation of the spatial rift offered him a glimmer of hope. As long as he could escape this place through that rift, he would have plenty of chances to settle accounts with Yang Haoran another day.
But precisely at that moment, a bolt of black lightning descended, unerringly striking the spatial rift.
Boom! ! !
The spatial rift, which he had struggled so hard to create, was directly destroyed by the black lightning. Space violently trembled, transforming into a black hole. Massive black electrical arcs raged around the black hole, emitting a crackling sound, and a portion of these black arcs directly enveloped the Gold Talisman Master.
An agonized shriek of pain escaped the Gold Talisman Master's lips. At this moment, he was filled with both fear and despair. He knew that any chance of escaping through a spatial rift was gone; even if Yang Haoran gave him time, he no longer possessed the strength to tear open another spatial rift in this place.
He recalled how, just moments ago, he had been secretly pleased, thinking that Yang Haoran setting up a restriction barrier here was akin to digging his own grave. Now, he finally understood: Yang Haoran hadn't set up the restriction barrier to dig his *own* grave, but to dig *his* grave.
"Yang Haoran! Killing me will bring you no benefit whatsoever! In fact, it will only bring you immense trouble! Are you sure you want to do this? !"
The Gold Talisman Master expended his last vestiges of strength to roar anxiously at Yang Haoran. At this moment, he no longer cared about his "face" or reputation; he wanted to live, and having no other recourse, he could only resort to this method to stop Yang Haoran from delivering a killing blow.
"Heh heh, Senior, you're mistaken," Yang Haoran said with a faint smile. "Killing you brings me considerable benefits. Otherwise, why would I waste so much time on you?"
Yang Haoran spoke with a faint smile, his words directly sealing the Gold Talisman Master's fate. As his voice faded, he didn't activate his Black Lightning to attack the Gold Talisman Master, nor did he manipulate Remnant Moon to directly slay him. Instead, his figure flickered, and he appeared before the Gold Talisman Master, grabbing him by the neck.
"You. . . you want. . . what do you want to. . . do. . ."
Yang Haoran spoke with a smile, then pressed a finger to the center of the Gold Talisman Master's brow. Streaks of Yin Qi erupted from his fingertip, drilling through the brow and into the Gold Talisman Master's body. Following this, his finger slowly moved backward, and the streaks of Yin Qi stretched taut, one end connected to his fingertip, the other to the talisman mark at the Gold Talisman Master's brow.
Meanwhile, the Gold Talisman Master appeared to be suffering immense pain. Not only was he screaming in agony, but his body violently trembled, bending into an arc as Yang Haoran's finger moved backward.
After just a few breaths, an object, entwined with streaks of Yin Qi, was forcibly extracted by Yang Haoran from the Gold Talisman Master's brow. This object was a golden rune, precisely the Talisman Master Power Seed, which was the very source of the Gold Talisman Master's power.
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