Top-level Qi Luck: Leading My Clan to Cultivate Chapter 2195: 1122: First Battle (Part 2)

Indeed, back in the Golden Core Great Perfection Realm, he had firsthand encountered Song Chufeng’s prowess.

Back then, he managed to battle him evenly and even wounded Song Chufeng.

Yet now, his cultivation realm achieved a massive breakthrough.

This breakthrough goes beyond a simple shift from early to mid-stage; it represents a profound transformation.

As a result, his power has surely surged several times over, perhaps even tenfold or more, from his Golden Core Great Perfection foundation.

Armed with this base, he possesses an overwhelming superiority against Song Chufeng today.

Right here lies the root of Lin Tianming’s unwavering confidence.

As a seasoned Nascent Soul Stage powerhouse with over a thousand years of cultivation, Song Chufeng could clearly anticipate the horrifying might Lin Tianming would wield after advancing to Nascent Soul Stage.

Under these conditions, clashing solo with Lin Tianming offers him zero assurance of triumph, with a strong chance of perishing on the spot.

Thus, unless Song Chufeng is utterly brainless, he won’t linger here or dive into a desperate fight to the death against Lin Tianming.

Song Chufeng would only hazard such a gamble if completely cornered with no way out.

Song Chufeng grasps this truth perfectly, and Lin Tianming, his veteran rival, comprehends his thought process equally well.

Therefore, Song Chufeng’s schemes fail to deceive Lin Tianming in the slightest.

In this scenario, the very instant Song Chufeng launched his assault, Lin Tianming couldn’t hold back a contemptuous sneer.

While the Blood River summoned by Song Chufeng gathered overhead, Lin Tianming—who had stayed motionless until then—finally sprang into action.

In that split second, Lin Tianming formed a Law Decree in his grasp, unleashing a streak of spiritual light that streaked straight toward Song Chufeng.

Lin Tianming’s strike came fast and ruthless.

In this clash, though Lin Tianming refrained from divine skills or spirit arts, his offhanded spiritual light burst brimmed with devastating force.

The spiritual light streak slammed headlong into the opposing Blood River in no time.

“Boom…”

Immediately, a thunderous blast shattered the heavens and earth.

Concurrently, a blinding radiance stabbed through the sky, engulfing the entire battlefield, where crimson and silver gleams intertwined into a bizarre, doomsday-like sheen sprawling across the ground.

Tremendous shockwaves ravaged every corner of the glowing zone.

The moment Song Chufeng struck, Blood Red Alliance cultivators frantically pulled back.

Yet only the foremost dozen or so, quick on their feet, evaded; the rest got blasted away by the shockwaves.

In a flash, dozens lost their footing before being hurled by the blasts.

Still soaring through the air, many sprayed blood, their visages draining to ghostly white.

Those short of Golden Core Stage simply blacked out from the shockwave tremors.

Golden Core Stage experts barely held on, yet sustained heavy wounds from the surges.

Even Xiao Chen and Xie Feng went ashen as their Qi-Blood roiled wildly from the shockwaves.

Once the crimson and silver glows dimmed slightly, they finally regained their balance.

Thus, the ripples from this mere exchange had already maimed countless bystanders.

Foundation Establishment cultivators suffered worst—even Great Perfection ones emerged gravely hurt, their battle capacity slashed.

Enduring this nightmare, the still-awake ones brimmed with dread, hearts plunged into absolute hopelessness.

Lin Tianming’s might struck them as utterly nightmarish.

The collision’s mere aftershocks rendered many combat-ineffective.

What’s more, they stood far from the impact’s core.

Had they been at ground zero, forget Foundation Establishment; even a late Golden Core like Xiao Chen might not survive.

Such is the horror of Nascent Soul Stage cultivators.

Lin Tianming in particular loosed such cataclysmic force with a mere casual flick.

Imagine if he wielded a Spiritual Treasure, unleashed Cultivation Techniques Divine Powers, or Spirit Arts—the destruction would defy comprehension.

This realization paled the Blood Red Alliance members’ faces to the bone, their inner shock hitting feverish heights.

As cultivators reeled in awe, the skyborne forces’ duel boiled to its zenith.

Now, both crimson and silver radiances hung depleted.

In one heartbeat, the two powers shattered together, dissolving into myriad specks that scattered into the void.

With the glow vanishing, Lin Tianming and Song Chufeng’s forms emerged.

Lin Tianming floated poised in the sky, countenance serene and assured, brimming with kill certainty against Song Chufeng.

Song Chufeng, however, wore a grim pallor, frail and ashen.

His very aura had nosedived to its nadir.

This clash verified Song Chufeng’s direst fears.

Song Chufeng now conceded Lin Tianming’s strength was downright petrifying.

That casual strike from Lin Tianming brimmed with such apocalyptic might.

Even Song Chufeng’s own Cultivation Technique Divine Power got casually repelled.

Lin Tianming’s unflappable demeanor screamed he hadn’t gone all-out.

This was anything but the result Song Chufeng craved.

Still, Lin Tianming’s crushing dominance left Song Chufeng steeped in utter impotence.

He’d pinned hopes on one salvo carving an escape path.

But Lin Tianming’s terror proves far too immense.

Against such a juggernaut, every plot and ploy crumbles worthless.

This epiphany hurled Song Chufeng into abyssal despair.

Yet before he could recover, Lin Tianming offered no mercy.

Now Lin Tianming hurtled straight at Song Chufeng.

Aloft, he shaped a Law Decree, rays of light erupting from his hands.

Moments later, the Tiangang Sword gleamed in his grip.

Next, Lin Tianming executed intricate seals while chanting spells.

The instant after, he ignited the Tiangang Ninth Sword divine skill.

Suddenly, the Tiangang Sword morphed into a radiant dragon, bellowing fiercely as it barreled toward Song Chufeng.

This round, Lin Tianming poured seventy to eighty percent of his power into this divine assault.

Though bereft of a Spiritual Treasure for now, he wielded the Tiangang Sword as the core vessel for this Golden Core Realm supernatural strike.

Nevertheless, driven by his elevated cultivation, even channeling through the Tiangang Sword, the divine skill unleashed horrifying devastation.

This silver-white dragon outshone its Golden Core counterpart in shape, ferocity, and aura fluctuations by leaps.

Moreover, the silver-white dragon looked startlingly real and animated, no different from a living behemoth dragon, surging with invincible force.

Its might now eclipses the Golden Core activation of the divine skill several times over, or even dozens-fold.

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