Chapter 388: Trapped in a Web of One’s Own Making, Finding Joy Within!
Suddenly, a golden light flashed in the thick, dark sea, like a sword opening the heavens, instantly dispelling all the gloom.
The sky was clear, the sunlight illuminated the long river, and everything returned to its original state.
There stood Xuan Ge in mid-air, one hand holding a sword, the other pinching two strands of golden hair, her gaze deeply looking down at Zhou Tong.
“Not simple, huh?”
Zhou Tong said with a smile, his attention drawn to the strands of hair in her hand.
Moments ago, she had clearly used one to break through his Sword Two, finding a way to survive.
Now, Xuan Ge still held two strands, each harboring a different aura, clearly not for saving her life.
“Will you run away?”
Zhou Tong asked himself, as the Void Self Realm activated immediately, causing him to laugh.
This woman clearly did not know the meaning of retreat!
“I don’t know what’s amusing you, but your time is up! Today, I will definitely kill you!”
She said with determination, expressing an unchangeable resolve.
The crowd had no comment on her words, especially the Sword Saint, who looked at her as if she were a fool.
Could this woman be insane? Those two swords earlier were completely a dimension reduction blow; he didn’t believe Xuan Ge could withstand a third sword.
“Then let’s continue playing.”
Zhou Tong raised the Black Sword in his hand, making her feel a grave threat, a flicker of subtle fear crossing her eyes.
Xuan Ge was certain that if she wanted to win, she absolutely could not allow Zhou Tong to unleash a third sword.
“I admit you’re powerful, but in the face of absolute strength, you can only taste bitterness!”
As soon as her voice fell, she threw out the second strand of hair.
“Ten Thousand Saints Seal!”
Upon hearing this, several Sages widened their eyes, their hearts murmuring that it was bad.
This was a sealing technique, and it was the strongest sealing technique in the world, bar none.
To construct this technique, one had to use the heart’s blood of a Peak Sage and must sit in meditation for forty-nine days to complete it, making it cost exceedingly high.
The effect of this seal was singular: within three hours, it would completely seal someone’s path, rendering them unable to move.
In battles at the Sage level, let alone three hours, even three blinks of the eye could determine victory. This move was simply too outrageous, worthy of its crafting cost.
“Watch out, he’s going to seal your sword path!”
The Sword Saint suddenly shouted, trying to alert Zhou Tong.
“I know, but I can’t dodge this strike, and I don’t want to expend energy.”
Zhou Tong smiled calmly, causing the Sword Saint’s pupils to constrict.
“Hehe… it seems you’ve already realized your situation!”
Xuan Ge smiled delightedly, watching as the strand of golden hair suddenly exploded, creating a shower of light that fell onto Zhou Tong’s sword, cleansing it completely.
It seemed the opponent had succeeded, for the sword energy around Zhou Tong had indeed vanished without a trace.
“Now that your physical strength is sealed, your sword path is sealed, you surely have no chance of survival now, right?”
Xuan Ge descended from the sky, her eyes absent of mockery or pride, only thick relief.
Thankfully, she had discovered this terrifying enemy early on, and she was just able to eliminate him, nipping it in the bud!
“Do you think this is enough to kill me?”
Zhou Tong pressed his index finger against his forehead, speaking somewhat nonchalantly.
“Of course not!”
Xuan Ge laughed: “Since you can glimpse the future, you must know what methods I will use to limit your escape, right? Although you seem indifferent now, it’s probably just a facade of calm!”
As soon as her words fell, she tossed out the last strand of golden hair.
“Unfortunately, I won’t fall for this!”
That strand of golden thread transformed into chains wrapping around Zhou Tong, the other end connecting to Xuan Ge, as if completing some ritual.
“I don’t mind telling you, this move is called Arena of Beasts. Unless an irresistible factor arises, before a victor is determined, you will never be able to leave my side!”
At that moment, You Yelan in the crowd widened her eyes, barely holding back laughter.
If one were to ask what the consequences of forcibly connecting to Zhou Tong would be, she was the most qualified to speak on it; she had once tried using the life-and-death bond and thus bore an unforgettable shadow.
She didn’t believe Xuan Ge’s outcome would be any more wonderful than hers.
Xuan Ge observed Zhou Tong’s expression, noticing he remained unfazed, and soon couldn’t suppress her eagerness.
“Why are you silent? Is it that you’re naturally taciturn?”
“Well… I just want to remind you, although you’ve sealed my sword path, did you ever consider I might also master other Great Daos?”
“Impossible, absolutely impossible. Everyone’s energy is finite; for you to achieve such heights is already incredibly defiant of the heavens!”
“I find it hard to believe you could reach such heights in other aspects of the Great Dao, after all, you aren’t some ancient monster who’s lived for thousands of years!”
“Who knows…”
Zhou Tong touched his lips, unable to suppress the smile at the corner of his mouth. The esteemed young master of the Profound Sky Hall, a peerless genius with unparalleled talent, today ended up giving off the impression of a humorous comedian.
“Perhaps this is the pleasure that comes with seeing into the future.”
After mumbling to himself, Zhou Tong pulled out a Spirit Talisman.
This Spirit Talisman was not ninety-one, not ninety-three, nor ninety-four, but the revered ninety-six!
A true mysterious talisman that transcended the ninth level, as soon as it was taken out, the other party’s expression changed.
“Wait… are you a Talisman Master?”
“More or less… I can only say I have some basic understanding!”
Upon hearing this, the members of the Celestial Master Clan nearly spat out blood. This statement sounded like a joke, completely irresponsible; only a fool would believe it.
Even more shocking was that Xuan Ge actually believed it.
“Oh, so it’s just a basic understanding… that’s good, but just to be safe, I’ll check your spiritual power.”
As she spoke, she activated her innate divine ability once again.
This move rendered Zhou Tong speechless; now that she had enacted the Arena of Beasts, what was the point of checking the composition?
The chariot had already left; what use was it to buy a ticket now?
