Chapter 462 - 215: In the Nick of Time, Lin Ye Arrives
Chapter 462: Chapter 215: In the Nick of Time, Lin Ye Arrives
The newcomer was... Zhang Daoming!
The nominal captain of their Kunlun team for this operation!
It was a relief because Zhang Daoming’s strength was beyond question. With him present, their current predicament could be easily resolved.
The complicated part was that this captain had never exchanged a single word with them since entering the Celestial Abyss Rift. He hadn’t even deigned to look them in the eye.
He always came and went alone, as if nothing in the world was worthy of his notice.
Zhang Daoming’s appearance didn’t seem to attract the attention of the Curse Bone Race. They continued their frenzied assault on the members of the two Halls below.
Zhang Daoming’s brow furrowed slightly.
The next moment, he slowly raised his right hand.
HUMMM—!
An invisible, majestic power erupted from him, spreading outwards!
The members of the Curse Bone Race besieging the group all froze in unison.
Then, to everyone’s horror, their bodies began to twist and contort uncontrollably!
CRACK! CRACK!
A sharp chorus of cracking bones filled the air. In the same instant, over a hundred elite members of the Curse Bone Race were crushed by an irresistible force, squeezed into mangled balls of bone!
Zhang Daoming made a grasping motion with his five fingers.
The hundred-odd bone balls exploded in mid-air, turning into a sky full of bone dust!
With a single move, he had annihilated over a hundred elite members of the Curse Bone Race that had pushed them into a bitter fight!
But that wasn’t all!
A streak of purple light flew out from an unknown source, hovering and trembling gently by Zhang Daoming’s side.
It was his personal sword.
Zhang Daoming’s gaze was frigid. He formed a sword gesture with his fingers and swiped lightly through the empty air.
WHOOSH!
The sword beside him instantly swung out in a vicious slash!
A stream of Sword Qi, condensed to its absolute limit, materialized out of thin air. It formed a rainbow of light five or six meters long and instantly swept across the entire battlefield!
Every member of the Curse Bone Race in the Sword Qi’s path, whether common or elite, was instantly sliced apart and shattered upon contact!
Hu Dahai and the others stared, dumbfounded, their minds completely blank.
’Is this... the true power of the former national role model, Zhang Daoxuan’s, older brother?’
Among the Xinhuo team, Zhang Daoxuan’s expression turned grim.
He stared at the figure in mid-air.
His thoughts were unreadable.
However, the Curse Bone Race seemed endless.
From the dense fog in the depths of the canyon, more eerie green ghost-lights ignited. More skeletons climbed out of the ruins, re-forming into new members of the Curse Bone Race and surging forward, fearless of death.
But Zhang Daoming didn’t even bother to spare them another glance.
He had only acted because these things were in his way.
With a flash, his figure shot past the dumbstruck crowd below, flying toward the grand, black hall.
At the entrance to the hall, another hundred or so elite members of the Curse Bone Race stood guard.
The moment they saw Zhang Daoming, they let out silent roars and charged forward, brandishing their bone blades.
Perhaps he was annoyed.
This time, Zhang Daoming chose not to kill them.
Instead, a sinister, deep purple light glinted in his eyes.
The very instant these hundred-odd guards from the Curse Bone Race launched their attack, their movements froze once more.
Then, as countless people watched in shock from behind him, the eerie green ghost-lights in the eye sockets of the hundred elite Curse Bone Race members began to flicker violently.
Finally, they all uniformly transformed into the same deep purple as the light in Zhang Daoming’s eyes!
They lowered their weapons, turned slowly, and bowed their heads to Zhang Daoming.
Expressionless, Zhang Daoming led this newly subdued Curse Bone Guard Team straight into the great hall, his figure quickly disappearing into the roiling black mist.
...
「Yanjing, Firewood Martial Hall Branch.」
Everyone watching the battle was struck speechless by the incredible scene on the screen.
"Isn’t his Martial Arts Spirituality Telekinesis?"
"What’s going on?"
"How did he just turn the members of the Celestial Abyss Race to his side?!"
An irrepressible, smug grin spread across Xiao Yuanshan’s face. He looked at Lv Yongze, who had remained silent across from him, and began to speak slowly.
"Such a shallow understanding."
"Who told you that the Martial Arts Spirituality of Telekinesis can only be used to manipulate objects?"
Xiao Yuanshan seemed to be scolding his subordinates, but in reality, he was speaking to the majority of the Firewood Martial Hall members in the conference room.
This captain Kunlun invited is on a completely different level of power than your people!
"When Telekinesis is cultivated to a profound level, it can directly warp the minds of others, turning them into willing puppets."
"His Martial Arts Spirituality’s intensity has reached the Law Formation stage, at the very least!"
He paused deliberately, his tone shifting to one of mockery.
"Speaking of which, it seems that S-rank genius you at Xinhuo signed, Lin Ye, has similar abilities, doesn’t he?"
"I just wonder... can he command over a hundred members of the Celestial Abyss Race at will?"
Lv Yongze continued to watch the screen calmly, ignoring his provocation.
He was utterly composed, betraying no hint of his emotions.
Seeing this, Xiao Yuanshan felt an even greater sense of smug satisfaction.
...
The interior of the Soul Sacrifice Hall was far more vast than expected.
Zhang Daoming pressed forward, cutting down anyone or anything that stood in his way.
Any member of the Curse Bone Race that dared to block his path was either directly crushed into dust by his terrifying Telekinesis or wiped out in droves by a single slash of his sword.
This was how he had accumulated his ridiculously high individual points.
Soon, he reached the deepest part of the sacrificial hall.
It was a magnificent main hall, large enough to hold over a thousand people.
The dome of the main hall was inlaid with countless Crystal Stones that emitted an eerie glow, casting a ghastly white light over the entire hall.
Within the hall, innumerable members of the Curse Bone Race were kneeling densely packed together.