I cultivate the Chaos Technique

Chapter 125 The Aquatic Elder's Sudden Death

Zhang Yifan stood quietly in the middle of the Thousand Water River, the rushing water swirling around his body, yet he remained as steady as a mountain. Not far in front of him, the water tribe elder stared at him with a solemn expression, a tense and oppressive atmosphere filling the air between them.

In the previous fierce battle, Zhang Yifan, with his keen insight and excellent combat skills, had already begun to figure out the limits of the aquatic elder's strength. However, this discovery did not make him feel relieved at all; on the contrary, it made him feel increasingly heavy-hearted.

He knew perfectly well that the powerful enemy before him, a Nascent Soul cultivator, was no ordinary person. Although his spiritual power was strong, it was virtually impossible to deliver a fatal blow with only one Nascent Soul.

After all, the supernatural abilities and spells mastered by cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage are far superior to those in the Spirit Transformation stage, and there is an insurmountable gap between the two.

At that moment, Zhang Yifan's gaze sharpened, and he made up his mind without hesitation to further enhance his power output.

He took a deep breath, concentrated his mind, and focused all his energy on guiding the powerful spiritual energy hidden deep within his body.

With a thought, the two nascent souls that had been lying dormant in his dantian suddenly became extremely active. Like two rapidly spinning stars, they began to rotate wildly at an astonishing speed.

In an instant, an immense and boundless spiritual power, like a giant beast released from its cage, burst forth from his body.

This spiritual power was like a raging torrent, unstoppable, its power as immense as the overwhelming surge of water when a river bursts its banks.

It surged and roared wildly through Zhang Yifan's meridians, leaving dazzling light wherever it passed, just like streaks of lightning piercing the night sky.

At the same time, as this spiritual energy rapidly circulated, Zhang Yifan's own aura also underwent a tremendous change.

He was like an erupting volcano, with hot and violent energy emanating from his body, causing his aura to suddenly increase dramatically.

The surrounding river water seemed to keenly sense this powerful and chilling fluctuation of energy, and began to churn and churn violently.

The once calm river surface instantly transformed into a turbulent ocean, with huge whirlpools appearing out of nowhere.

These vortexes intertwined and swirled, growing faster and larger, faintly shimmering with the brilliant light of spiritual energy, as if trembling in awe of the astonishing power Zhang Yifan was displaying. The entire scene was breathtakingly spectacular, leaving everyone speechless with amazement.

The aquatic elder had originally thought that with his Nascent Soul stage cultivation, he could easily kill the ant in front of him, but when he felt Zhang Yifan's suddenly increased pressure, he was greatly alarmed.

This power far exceeded his imagination, and the overwhelming pressure made it almost impossible for him to breathe.

A flicker of fear crossed his eyes, and for a moment, he considered retreating. He began to regret his rash attack on this mysterious and powerful human. Now, trapped in this desperate situation, he knew he might not be able to escape unscathed.

Zhang Yifan wouldn't give the aquatic elder a chance to escape. His eyes narrowed, and he unleashed the Profound Clarity Sword Technique. This technique was taught to him by his senior brother, Ling Yunfeng. Through continuous practice and improvement, it had become one of his trump cards. At this moment, he channeled all the power of his two Nascent Souls into the sword technique, and a spiritual sword radiating dazzling light appeared in his hand. The sword's blade was as transparent as crystal, and the spiritual energy flowing within it seemed to possess a life of its own, constantly flashing with strange light.

Zhang Yifan took a deep breath, his chest slightly heaving, as if he wanted to absorb all the energy of the world into his body. Then, he slowly closed his eyes, adjusting his breathing and state of mind. When he opened his eyes again, a powerful aura surged from his body.

With a flicker of his figure, he moved with lightning speed, disappearing from his spot in the blink of an eye. Everyone only saw a blur before their eyes, and when they looked again, Zhang Yifan was already directly above the aquatic elder. At this moment, he was like a war god descended from the heavens, majestic and awe-inspiring, making it impossible for anyone to look him directly in the eye.

He gripped the sword, formed from spiritual energy, tightly with both hands, raising it high above his head. The sword shimmered with dazzling light, like the brightest star in the night sky. In an instant, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth seemed to sense this powerful attraction, frantically converging towards the blade.

As spiritual energy flowed continuously into the sword, the already radiant sword became even more dazzling, its brightness surpassing even the sun's brilliance. The intense light illuminated almost the entire sky above the Thousand Water River, making the area as bright as day.

Just then, the surrounding river water seemed to be drawn by some mysterious force, beginning to churn and surge violently. It detached from its bed, transforming into thick columns of water that surged towards Zhang Yifan in the air. These water columns intertwined and entwined in the air, ultimately forming an enormous water shield that tightly surrounded Zhang Yifan's body.

The aquatic elder sensed the terrifying power of this attack and attempted to cast a defensive spell. He rapidly formed hand seals and chanted incantations, causing layer upon layer of spiritual energy shields to appear around his body. These shields were of various colors, each containing the powerful spiritual energy of his Nascent Soul stage cultivation, intertwining to form a seemingly indestructible defensive system.

However, Zhang Yifan's sword strike was simply too powerful. He swung his sword down, shouting, "Mysterious Clarity Breaks the Sky!" A massive sword aura erupted from the blade, like a roaring dragon, carrying world-destroying power as it charged towards the aquatic elder. Wherever the sword aura passed, space seemed to be torn apart, emitting a piercing whistling sound.

The most powerful sword energy, containing the power of two Nascent Soul cultivators, collided with the Water Clan elder's defensive shield, instantly unleashing an unparalleled impact. A deafening roar, like the tolling of an apocalyptic bell, echoed through the Thousand Water River. Under the impact of the sword energy, the Water Clan elder's defensive shield shattered instantly, like fragile glass. The massive sword energy did not pause, continuing its relentless assault on the Water Clan elder.

The aquatic elder's eyes widened, filled with despair. Before he could react, the sword energy had already struck him. Under this earth-shattering power, the aquatic elder's body was instantly reduced to dust and vanished into thin air. His spiritual power also dissipated, leaving only a faint glow flickering in the river before gradually fading away.

Zhang Yifan slowly sheathed his spiritual sword, standing in mid-air, gazing at the spot where the aquatic elder had vanished. His eyes held no pity; he would show no mercy to this enemy who had sought to kill him. He knew that after this battle, the aquatic tribes of the Thousand Water River would no longer easily obstruct his crossing. He turned and continued flying towards the opposite bank of the Thousand Water River, leaving behind a trail of turbulent water that bore witness to this breathtaking battle.