My Two-sided Cultivation: Starting From Collecting Experiences

480 The New Black Dragon Pearl

“Shi Hu is dead! Let me give you a hand!”

Qin Huai’s shout echoed across the battlefield, drawing the attention of everyone present. The news of Shi Hu’s defeat startled Yu Tiancong, Shang Yinzhong, and their allies.

“Impossible! Shi Hu is a third-level visceral prefecture realm expert,” they exclaimed in disbelief.

Seeing Qin Huai rushing toward them, other visceral prefecture realm fighters felt a wave of fear. Shi Hu’s quick demise meant they couldn’t afford to overlook Qin Huai — they had to focus on him rather than their immediate opponents. They knew well that ignoring the attack of their current adversary might lead to injury, but ignoring Qin Huai could result in a fate similar to Shi Hu’s.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Seizing the moment of distraction, several warriors launched intense attacks on their opponents.

“Scared of Qin Huai, but not of me?” Fang Huo laughed menacingly. His blood energy erupted, bathing his body in a crimson glow. His golden eyes and the blood-red aura surrounding him momentarily stunned his opponent.

Xiang Mingfeng, She Wanshan, and others also seized the advantage. In the blink of an eye, the evenly matched and stagnant battlefield took a drastic turn because of Qin Huai’s action.

Qin Huai’s illusory figures shattered after flying a short distance, leaving just one true form that rushed toward Shang Yinzhong.

“Humph! Overconfident!” Both Shang Yinzhong and his ally sneered at Qin Huai’s audacity to attack them.

With his astonishing physical power, Qin Huai crashed onto the battlefield like a falling meteor. The impact shook the main peak and caused a cloud of dust to rise. With this, he successfully split the battlefield, turning the clash into one-on-one fights.

“Don’t worry, I’ll finish this battle quickly,” Kong Binghuang assured Qin Huai confidently.

“Humph! Let’s see who falls first, you or that reckless youngster,” Yu Tiancong countered, although he didn’t dare to predict Kong Binghuang’s defeat. A brief encounter with the mountain chief had made it clear how powerful he had become.

“I’ll defeat you in less than the time it takes to brew tea,” Shang Yinzhong whispered confidently. He charged toward Qin Huai with his wings flapping, causing a deafening sound.

Suddenly, Qin Huai and Shang Yinzhong disappeared, only to reappear in the bronze world.

“Is this the emperor’s inheritance? A realm type, guardian spirit item…” Shang Yinzhong muttered, displaying a hint of admiration. “You’re a genius, but you rushed too quickly.”

He charged at Qin Huai, leaving behind a terrifying gray energy trail. The entire bronze world seemed on the verge of collapse.

In response, Qin Huai summoned the dragon emperor technique. He transformed into a flash of white light, breaking through the gray storm and landing a powerful punch on Shang Yinzhong.

Shang Yinzhong managed to retreat, but not before his gray feathers withered from the energy impact. “As expected, I mustn’t underestimate you,” he admitted.

With a sudden, painful tug, he tore off his pair of Kun Peng wings and used them like a bow, pulling an invisible string to gather a powerful gray airflow.

The tension in the air felt like all oxygen had been sucked away. Even the sky seemed to bow under the pressure of the imminent attack.

“This attack will pierce your heart,” Shang Yinzhong declared, his voice resounding through the bronze world.

Qin Huai dashed toward Shang Yinzhong with a hand outstretched. “Dual realm, black dragon world!”

Suddenly, the world around them plunged into total darkness, as if a switch had turned off all light.

“What’s this?!” Startled by the sudden blackness, Shang Yinzhong tried to calm himself. “Do you think I can’t attack you just because I can’t see you?”

He attempted to sense Qin Huai’s presence, but more than ten of Qin Huai’s auras appeared simultaneously in the darkness, confounding him.

“It’s useless!” Undeterred, Shang Yinzhong focused his energy on the Kun Peng wing bow, sending a barrage of arrows into the darkness. Briefly, it looked like the dark world was tearing apart, revealing slivers of light. But this was short-lived.

Qin Huai’s dragon bones had transformed into a deep black, mirroring his hair. A chilling aura of death emanated from him, sweeping across the land. The arrows shot by Shang Yinzhong dissipated gradually under its influence.

Boom!

In the blink of an eye, Qin Huai appeared before Shang Yinzhong. A new wave of arrow energy was forming on the Kun Peng wing bow, but it was too slow and too weak.

Qin Huai launched a punch that sent Shang Yinzhong flying back. Pieces of his energy armor shattered in the process, unable to resist the overpowering force.

Blood trailed down the corner of Shang Yinzhong’s mouth, painting an arc in the air. Fear and shock overwhelmed him as he tried to comprehend his swift defeat at the hands of a younger adversary. The humiliation was unbearable.

“You’re a monster…” His voice trembled.

Just as he was reeling from the impact, Qin Huai closed in again. Shang Yinzhong spread his wings once more, the feathers trembling and falling off to form a shield in the air. But everything seemed to be moving in slow motion.

“What happened?” Shang Yinzhong realized that his body was becoming sluggish, and the energy from the bow was dissipating. He then heard Qin Huai say, “Black coffin!”

His power seemed to be draining away bit by bit. Then, he noticed Qin Huai was holding a bean-sized black dragon pearl in his palm, which he gently thrust into the winged bow.

Boom!

The result was catastrophic. The winged bow, along with Shang Yinzhong, exploded, sending a shower of blood and feathers into the air. But instead of falling to the ground, they gravitated toward Qin Huai’s hand where a new black dragon pearl was forming.

Despite his severe injuries, Shang Yinzhong could feel his strength dwindling rapidly.

“It’s over.” Qin Huai then amplified the power of the black coffin, reducing the blood essence and broken pieces of the Kun Peng wings to dust, which then fused into a larger black dragon pearl.

Six figures of Qin Huai surrounded the injured Shang Yinzhong. The Kun Peng’s wings were shattered, leaving only bones, and Shang Yinzhong was in no condition to fight back.

“If only I’d known about your power earlier, I wouldn’t be in this state!” cried Shang Yinzhong, filled with regret.

“The outcome would have been the same,” Qin Huai mumbled, pressing down on the black dragon pearl once again.