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Chapter 1175 - 1175 683 Ingeniously Killing a Strong Enemy_1

Chapter 1175: Chapter 683: Ingeniously Killing a Strong Enemy_1 Chapter 1175: Chapter 683: Ingeniously Killing a Strong Enemy_1 Chapter 0683: The Ingenious Elimination of a Powerful Enemy

Having just witnessed the entire process of Zhou Ping’s head explosion, Pan, to avoid following in Zhou Ping’s footsteps, had arranged various protective measures within himself that were both dense and sturdy, to say the least airtight and indestructible. This was evident from the fact that Qi Tian had attacked Pan for quite some time using the protection of the black fog without being able to breach even the first layer of defense, which is the shield.

However, in order to eliminate Qi Tian, Pan willingly coordinated with him, allowing the defensive power of his shield to decrease. This was equivalent to discarding the outermost layer of his “turtle shell”, using it as bait.

Had he successfully lured Qi Tian into the trap, it would have been fine, but if not, Pan would have been putting the cart before the horse. Now, he was in just such a predicament. Qi Tian promptly noticed his scheme and retreated quickly, allowing the colored glaze sand to take over and strike at Pan.

The colored glaze sand had no fear of Pan whatsoever, and was similarly unfazed by any difficulties Pan might create. Once Qi Tian vacated the spot, the colored glaze sand quickly spat out several grains of yellow sand. These granules, wrapped with tremendous energy, rushed toward Pan with great speed.

Due to the interference of the black fog, Pan was unable to detect Qi Tian’s retreat in time. However, his rich combat experience allowed him to sense the danger. He caught the sound of Qi Tian’s retreat with his ears, as well as the faint noise of the yellow sand whistling through the air. Pan’s complexion changed drastically. Just as he was about to reinforce his shield, the yellow sand had already flown over.

Even in their prime, those shields might not have been able to withstand the yellow sand, let alone now that they were significantly weakened. Under the impact of the first grain, a large hole was blown open, and the other grains followed like a relentless barrage, hammering against Pan’s armor.

When the colored glaze sand had exploded Zhou Ping’s head, it had used this very tactic, with apparent and splendid results—just three grains of yellow sand were enough to decapitate Zhou Ping. But this time, the colored glaze sand had met its match. The armor Pan wore was no ordinary artifact; it was an item above the Half-step Nascent Soul level with astonishing defensive power. Even after two or three granules continuously hit the same spot, they were unable to breach the protective layer formed by the armor.

Zhou Ping heaved a huge sigh of relief. He had been genuinely worried that the yellow sand was too potent and his armor wouldn’t hold up. He couldn’t help but feel glad in hindsight. When Manager Chen had allowed them, his close subordinates, to choose their magical artifacts, he had declined all others and selected this piece of armor. Now it had proved that his choice had been the correct one.

Zhou Ping had no time to deal with the few grains of yellow sand that had penetrated his protective layer; instead, he activated the magical array on his armor, sealing the gap created by the yellow sand’s impact. Then he prepared to repair the outermost shield. But when he attempted to do so, to his horror, he found that he had lost connection with the shield. The moment the yellow sand blew a hole through the shield, the colored glaze sand cunningly allowed the black fog to penetrate through the breach, filling the space between the shield and the armor’s protective layer.

The black fog had no attacking power, but it could sever a cultivator’s Divine Sense. Regardless of how strong a cultivator’s Divine Sense was, it could not penetrate this fog to survey the situation inside or beyond it. Thus, Zhou Ping’s outermost defense was now thoroughly compromised; even if he wished to repair and mend it, he had lost any opportunity to do so.

Furthermore, the shield had another function—to keep the black fog on the outside, safeguarding the enclosed space from any impact on one’s senses and Divine Sense. With the shield’s protection, one could see, hear, and extend the Divine Sense without hindrance. But now, not only had the shield become ineffective, the large space between the shield and the armor’s protective layer had been conquered by the colored glaze sand, and Zhou Ping’s interference-free space had been drastically reduced.

Zhou Ping realized he was in an extremely perilous situation and completely abandoned the idea of facing the colored glaze sand and Qi Tian alone. He prepared to retreat swiftly to find Manager Chen and then seek his support.

Zhou Ping believed he could achieve this; the only reason being the armor he wore, which gave him full confidence that he could break out of the black fog’s encirclement. As long as he continued to fly in one direction without stopping, he would inevitably emerge from the control of the black fog. At that point, he would regain complete freedom, and it would be much simpler to seek Manager Chen’s help. It wouldn’t be like now, with restrictions everywhere and unable to do anything due to the fog’s interference.

The ability of the black fog to sever a cultivator’s Divine Sense was truly vexatious.

After realizing this, Zhou Ping ignored everything else. Relying on the protective layer formed by his armor, he desperately spurred on his flying sword, flying in the same direction as fast as he could.

The black fog released by the colored glaze sand was incredibly powerful—there was no denying that. However, it did not possess the ability to disrupt a cultivator’s sense of direction. Without an Illusionary Array within it, in such fog, a Gold Core Stage Eighth Level cultivator like Pan could easily maintain a straight line of flight. Of course, he might not be able to discern the cardinal directions clearly, but at the very least, he could ensure he was flying in a straight line, without angling towards the ground or sky.