Journey to the End of the Night
Chapter 91 - 91 91 The Same Talent

91: Chapter 91: The Same Talent 91: Chapter 91: The Same Talent “Hmph!

Foolish!

A mere Open Yuan flesh body trying to stop my Sea Expansion Realm attack!

Searching…”

Before Huang Kang could finish his sentence, a clear ripping sound was heard, and a ragged, gray robe scattered like a butterfly, revealing a lean and pale upper body.

However, that was all.

Yang Zhao’s face suddenly changed color, “Impossible, how can this boy’s physical strength be so powerful!”

Not giving the two of them much time to be shocked, the Corpse Pearl inside Baili An’s body frantically revolved within the Yin Yang Tao Fish, emitting a faint bluish tinge.

The two saw the faint bluish tinge emanating from the pale muscles on Baili An’s body and felt an overwhelming sense of familiarity, prompting them to furrow their brows deeply!

In just a few steps, Baili An had already reached them, only to hear the sound of a long sword being drawn from behind him.

Following that, the atmosphere drastically changed!

The fierce aura broke through the sky, as if thunderfire sped across the sea of clouds.

The two of them felt a thousand layers of waves rising in their hearts, incredulously looking up at the rapidly forming Heavenly Tribulation in the sky.

Yang Zhao’s eyes instantly reddened, his figure sprinting swiftly, flashing behind Baili An in a blur and seeing that the ancient malevolent Yuanli Sword was being unsheathed by just an inch in Baili An’s hands.

He found all of this utterly unbelievable!

Had he not personally crippled Jin Sheng, he might have even suspected that the person before him was an imposter disguised as someone from the Thirteen Swords.

Although his mind was already in turmoil, he still suppressed his feelings of frantic unwillingness.

His hand moved like lightning, gripping Baili An’s wrist tightly, his grip so strong it seemed as though he intended to crush the bones.

His powerful force forcefully pushed the sword that had been drawn an inch back into its sheath, Yang Zhao’s eyes cold as a wolf’s, “Who are you, really!”

Baili An slowly turned his head, his eyes dark as millennia-old ink.

He spoke calmly, “I would also like to know, who I really am.”

Yang Zhao’s face was filled with fierce anger, but faced with Baili An who managed to draw the Yuanli Sword, he dared not kill him with a sword.

He dropped his sword and grabbed with his claws.

Instantly, a pitch-black ball of lightning formed in his palm, wrapped in a destructive dark force, “I don’t care who you are!

Today, you can’t change the fact that you will end up as bloodied and muddy flesh!”

A crimson light suddenly flashed in Baili An’s eyes!

It was time!

Just when the Palm Thunder was about to strike Baili An’s back, the bizarre red spider lily on his chest bloomed and spread rapidly.

The blood-red petals spread to his back, blooming beautifully yet eerily predatory.

The terrifying destructive force within the ball of lightning was completely devoured by the red spider lily within his muscles, leaving not even a trace of Thunder Flowers.

Yang Zhao’s eyes widened, watching the flash of blood in Baili An’s eyes disappear in an instant, only to see that the moment his left hand left the Yuanli Sword, a black ball of lightning identical to the one before had formed in his palm.

“Here, take it back.”

The black lightning blasted through Yang Zhao’s abdomen, the terrifying black lightning tearing through his body, weakening the grip of his hand.

Baili An turned and struck Yang Zhao, who was caught off guard by the attack, flipping him onto the ground.

“Clang!!!”

The Yuanli Sword was fearlessly unsheathed.

Above in the sky, like a fierce Thunderbird breaking through the clouds, directly descending, the red lightning engulfed both bodies, causing the entire earth to shake wildly!

Huang Kang felt as if he had been struck by lightning, wondering how that boy could possibly have invoked the Yuanli Sword’s Heavenly Tribulation!

What was that just now?

His body had actually swallowed Yang Zhao’s Palm Thunder?!

That was certainly not a normal human method.

“Talent!

It’s Talent!

How could it be Talent!!!” Huang Kang yelled out, he, a mere human Cultivator…

how could he possibly awaken a Talent!

Unless…

The thought hadn’t settled in his mind when the red lightning abruptly dispersed in front of him, and seeing this scene, Huang Kang was once again shocked!

A mere Open Yuan worm!

He actually survived under the Yuanli Sword’s Heavenly Tribulation!

Dust filled the air, and amidst the suppressed growling of countless demons, Yang Zhao’s increasingly charred body fell into deep unconsciousness.

His limbs had all turned to charred fragments, but since his origin remained intact, he was still alive.

Beneil An slowly stood up under Huang Kang’s shocked gaze, sheathing his sword.

Except for some slight burn marks on the hand that held the sword, he couldn’t find a single new injury on his body.

Rather, during that strike of Heavenly Tribulation, his flesh had been tempered to the ultimate like refined steel.

A terrifying thought suddenly rose in Huang Kang’s heart.

This boy had taken the Heavenly Tribulation in place of someone from the Thirteen Swords, did this mean he had successfully transcended the tribulation and broken through in his realm?

How absurd!

A mere Open Yuan worm, how could he possibly cross the colossal mountains of Sea Expansion and Chengling, transcending and breaking the realm directly.

This was even more against the Heavenly Dao than the evil cultivation techniques of the Demon Sect!

Using his Divine Sense, Huang Kang tentatively probed Baili An’s body, and only then did he slightly breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it wasn’t true!

It was good that it wasn’t!

That boy, apart from some strange vitality, fortunately had no significant increase in Spiritual Power, nor signs of breaking through the realm.

With that, everything was easier to handle, Huang Kang licked his lips, his eyes filled with murderous intent!

Baili An slightly furrowed his brows, although he had no significant external injuries on his body, at this moment, every part of his skin ached!

Every single pore in his skin hid an invisible, hair-thin strength of lightning, constantly refining, tearing, and reassembling.

Enduring the suffocating pain, he roared, “Lin Yuan, sister, do it!”

Almost as soon as the words fell, a water whip extended and lashed out, hooking Yang Zhao’s body far away.

The scimitar gathered, aiming straight for the vital veins!

“Merfolk scum!

How dare you!” How could Huang Kang not understand Lin Yuan’s intentions, his hair standing on end, face fierce, stomping the ground hard, ready to intervene.

Baili An gritted his teeth, not allowing him to get close to Lin Yuan, stepping out with seven waves of fire instantly reaching Huang Kang.

From his thumb emerged the Autumnwater Sword made of jade water, at this moment Baili An had no strength left to counter the fierce aura from the Yuanli Sword, but he had other means to deal with this person.

Huang Kang’s eyes reddened like blood, “Don’t get in my way!

Move aside!”

The sword in his hand, known as the Tianxi Dao Sword, cracked inch by inch, peeling off to reveal its original sword form.

The Sword Intent erupted like a volcano, madly flowing, the sword itself not bright as a mirror, but filled with countless vertical pupil demon eyes, spinning crazily.

The gaze of those vertical pupil demon eyes was as sharp as a sword, striking Baili An’s wrist, instantly leaving a bone-deep sword mark.

The Autumnwater Sword was knocked flying, and the eyes on the Dao Sword turned again, cutting deep red gashes onto Baili An’s body.

Beneath the spattering beautiful blood pearls, was Huang Kang’s fierce, smiling face, “I thought you had something remarkable, able to withstand the Yuanli Heavenly Tribulation, but it turns out you just relied on a Protective Dharma Treasure.”