C66 Fighting Combination Under the Lightning Tribulation(part II)

In a matter of seconds, Qin Buyi executed hundreds of slashes.

"Boom!" The sword qi burst apart.

A sinister beam of light emerged at the tip of the Killing Saber.

This beam swiftly expanded into a vast dark domain spanning tens of thousands of meters, exuding a potent scent of death.

Within this domain, Qin Buyi's abilities surged dramatically.

Qi Yun and Hong Wanrou, also engulfed by the dark expanse, felt a profound discomfort, their fighting prowess significantly impaired.

"What is this?" exclaimed Qi Yun, taken aback.

It was only in this moment of enlightenment that Qin Buyi grasped the true function of the Killing Saber Technique's third move: the Death Domain.

Previously, with insufficient cultivation, he had minimized the Death Domain to enhance his offensive capabilities.

Unbeknownst to him, this early tactic, while bolstering his attacks, contradicted the Death Domain's deeper essence.

It wasn't until Qin Buyi's cultivation breakthrough that he could fully harness the Death Domain's power.

True to its name, the Death Domain amplified Qin Buyi's combat strength within its bounds and simultaneously suppressed his adversaries'.

Within the dark domain, the full moon morphed into a crimson orb.

The phantom of the Killing Saber took on a blood-red hue, its form becoming more tangible and its might significantly magnified.

The Killing Saber vanished from Qin Buyi's grasp, reappearing within his sea of consciousness.

Divine Consciousness from his inner sea poured into the saber, turning it a brilliant gold.

"Whoosh!"

The now-golden Killing Saber materialized before Qin Buyi.

The deathly aura of the dark domain infused the blade, turning it golden.

"Clang!"

The saber sang out, its blade resonating.

The dark deathly aura and the Divine Consciousness within the Killing Saber remained distinct, coexisting without interference.

In that instant, the blade was a juxtaposition of gold and shadow.

"Clang!"

The Killing Saber vibrated with an intense desire to kill, its essence one of pure carnage.

"Whoosh!"

Before Qi Yun could muster a response, the empowered Killing Saber thrust into his sea of consciousness.

Inside, the blade unleashed its deathly aura, corrupting Qi Yun's Divine Consciousness with its invasive presence.

Simultaneously, it relentlessly struck at Qi Yun's sea of consciousness!

"Shu Mountain Sword Art - Divine Sword!"

The Taia Sword vanished from Qi Yun's grasp, entering his sea of consciousness.

"Clang!"

The Taia Sword intercepted the Killing Saber's assault.

Upon witnessing the Taia Sword, the Divine Consciousness within Qi Yun's sea of consciousness rallied like troops heeding their general's call, surging into the Taia Sword.

The Taia Sword radiated bursts of golden light that wove into strands, entwining the Killing Saber.

"Clang!"

The Killing Saber emitted a sonorous wail as its blade vibrated, shattering the golden filaments.

It descended in a fierce slash toward the Taia Sword.

"Clang!"

Sword met saber in a clash, as a relentless stream of deathly aura flowed from the Killing Saber into the Taia Sword.

"Cling!"

The Taia Sword uttered a plaintive wail, its golden radiance now tainted with somber hues.

The sinister aura transformed into sinuous threads, ensnaring the Taia Sword.

Bound and struggling, the Taia Sword was rendered utterly immobile.

"Clang!"

As the Taia Sword lay ensnared, the Killing Saber, like a merciless, irrational butcher, delivered a vicious strike to the sword's body.

"Crack!"

A visible fissure marred the Taia Sword's body following the blow from the Killing Saber.

"Clang!" "Clank!"

The Killing Saber showed no quarter, launching a frenzied assault on the Taia Sword.

"Crack!" "Crack!"

The sound of fracturing resonated from the Taia Sword.

Qi Yun's heart ached as he beheld the fissures on the Taia Sword, yet he dared not, could not retract it.

His gaze fell upon Qin Buyi, who was radiating murderous intent. Qi Yun was certain that if he were to withdraw the Taia Sword at this moment, Qin Buyi would crush his sea of consciousness and end his life without a moment's hesitation.

Under the relentless barrage from the Killing Saber, the Taia Sword reached its breaking point, emitting a piercing screech. In the next instant...

"Snap!"

The Taia Sword's body split in two right down the middle.

"Zheng!"

The Taia Sword issued its final lament. The once mystical and extraordinary blade saw its brilliance swiftly fade, becoming as dull as common iron.

As the Taia Sword shattered, the Divine Consciousness within surged forth anew.

The Killing Saber cleaved through the Divine Consciousness.

"Bam!"

A single strike from the Killing Saber obliterated a small fragment of the Divine Consciousness.

"Bam!" "Bam!"

"Bam!"...

After several slashes, the Divine Consciousness within Qi Yun's sea of consciousness was utterly extinguished by the Killing Saber.

In the outside world, Qi Yun's complexion turned deathly pale. The bond between the Divine Consciousness and the sea of consciousness was akin to that of a spring and its source.

The complete annihilation of the Divine Consciousness was excruciating, like flesh being carved with a blade.

This was far beyond a mere injury to the Divine Consciousness. While such an injury might impact one's combat abilities, the effect was typically minimal.

But with the Divine Consciousness gone, retaining even half of his combat strength would be fortunate.

"Zheng!"

The Killing Saber within Qi Yun's sea of consciousness emitted another blade's keen.

It targeted Qi Yun's sea of consciousness and struck down mercilessly.

"Boom!"

A thunderous explosion echoed in Qi Yun's ears, and the pain within his sea of consciousness soared to its zenith.

"Hiss!" Qi Yun gasped in sharp pain.

Without a moment's hesitation, Qi Yun retrieved a medicinal pill from his storage ring and consumed it.

His ghastly pallor swiftly gave way to a healthy flush as he swallowed the pill.

The vanished Divine Consciousness began to regenerate within his sea of consciousness.

This nascent Divine Consciousness flooded into the bisected Taia Sword.

With force, he fused the Taia Sword back into one piece.

"Shu Mountain Sword Technique: Sword Sacrifice!"

"Zheng!"

The restored Taia Sword wailed mournfully as it clashed with the Killing Saber, their battle fierce and resonant.

Yet, Qi Yun found no joy in his heart; the toll of this conflict was immense.

The pill he had ingested was designed to unlock one's potential in a brief span, boosting combat strength at a steep cost.

The adverse effects were severe, necessitating decades of rest before he could fully recover.

The Taia Sword, which had been cleaved in two and severely damaged, was the source of his deepest heartache. There was a slim chance that he could find materials to mend it.

Yet, the Sword Sacrifice had rendered the blade utterly useless. Even if he were to find the necessary materials in the future, the likelihood of successful repair was next to none.

What's more, the painstaking effort to restore the Taia Sword would be in vain, as it would have lost most of its value.

Swords possess spirits, and the more powerful the sword, the more pronounced the spirit. A sword is destined to produce only one spirit in its lifetime.

The Sword Sacrifice involved offering up the sword's spirit to enhance the weapon's might—a sacrifice too great for anyone to bear except in the direst of circumstances. Qi Yun, who cherished his sword as his very soul, was especially reluctant.

Without resorting to the Sword Sacrifice, however, he would be forced to watch helplessly as the Killing Saber obliterated his sea of consciousness.

The injury to the sea of consciousness differed from that to the Divine Consciousness. With the sea intact, Divine Consciousness could eventually be restored after a lengthy period of cultivation.

But if the sea of consciousness were to shatter, Qi Yun's cultivation for the rest of his life would stagnate, and he would undoubtedly descend in realm.

For Qi Yun, the prospect of sacrificing his sword spirit was even more intolerable than his own decline.

He retrieved another elixir from his storage ring and ingested it.

The pill dissolved instantly in Qi Yun's mouth, its potency surging toward his brain and the sea of consciousness.

It halted at the site of the recent wound inflicted by the Killing Saber, flooding into the damaged area.

A gloomy pall of death hung over the injury, rendering the medicinal power nearly futile.

After the elixir's power was exhausted, the sea of consciousness's recovery was insignificant, a mere drop in the ocean.

Gazing upon his unrecoverable sea of consciousness, Qi Yun felt a shudder of despair.