Amidst the heavy rain, Lin Huang’s body was tense. His eyes were fixed on the skinny, sinister young man ahead of him, a sense of extreme danger welling up in his heart.
"The Thousand Spirits Sword Formation? I suppose you are from the Celestial Thunder Sect!"
Lin Huang’s pupils slightly shrank. With his right hand behind his back, he secretly gripped the hilt of his saber. The young man’s Realm should be at the Peak of Human Element Realm, which wouldn’t normally make Lin Huang particularly wary.
But on top of that, he was a First Level Array Master!
A First Level Evil Rain Array and a First Level Array Master—this combination possessed the strength to completely rival the Earth Element Realm.
"You can call me Hann Ming!"
The young man pursed his lips and smiled effeminately. The umbrella in his hand slowly spun, emitting waves of a sinister aura.
"Hann Ming? Moyu Spear Hann Ming!"
Lin Huang’s pupils contracted, heavily shaken inwardly. This name was quite famous in the East Spirit Realm. He was a young prodigy with exceptional talent. Despite a short time in Cultivation, he had already reached the Realm of Human Element Ninth Heaven.
He could step into the Earth Element Realm at any time.
Furthermore, he was a genius Array Master. At such a young age, he was already a First Level Array Master capable of simultaneously controlling twenty-eight Array Seals, making the rank of Second-Level Array Master well within sight.
Moreover, his Martial Soul, the Moyu Spear, was a Profound Tier Upper Grade Martial Soul.
"To think that even in a tiny Dynasty, someone would know my name." Hann Ming smiled leisurely, his long fingers tucking a lock of hair behind his ear. A trace of satisfaction flickered across his effeminate face.
"Since you know who I am, hand over the Thousand Spirits Sword Formation. Don’t make pointless struggles. You should know that in the face of true strength, you can’t withstand a single blow—especially since I am an Array Master."
Hann Ming chuckled and resumed his paused footsteps, approaching Lin Huang. An aura of slaughter spread out with his movement. The torrential rain grew even more violent, carrying a vigorous killing intent that battered Lin Huang’s body like piercing needles.
Lin Huang retreated. With a wave of his hands, a silvery-white glow began to surface on his skin.
Great Vajra Technique!
"I suppose I underestimated you a bit. To think you practice a Horizontal Body Training Skill. But to believe you can resist the Evil Rain Array with just that is underestimating us Array Masters a bit too much," Hann Ming chuckled lightly. The hand holding the black umbrella tightened, and the rain in the void abruptly turned vicious!
"I must break the array, or crush the Array Hub!"
Feeling the stinging pain from the raindrops hitting his body, Lin Huang’s expression turned cold. His dark eyes swept across the surroundings, exuding a sharp, ruthless aura.
With his current strength, it was impossible to break a First Level Array using brute force. The only method was to find the Array Hub, which was the Array Spirit, and destroy the Array Core. Only if the array was broken and Hann Ming’s strength was drastically reduced would he have any hope of fighting him head-on.
"It should be inside the umbrella handle!"
Lin Huang murmured in his heart, staring at the constantly spinning black umbrella in Hann Ming’s hand. The rainwater spinning off the umbrella acted like whirling blades, tightly protecting its owner within.
Looking at the young man standing calmly in the rainy alley, Lin Huang gritted his teeth, his expression gradually turning icy. His aura pulsed outward, momentarily blasting away the rainwater surrounding him.
Then, a cold, gleaming saber blade flashed in the air. Splashing through the puddles, he lunged toward Hann Ming like a cheetah in the rain.
"Stubborn fool!"
Hann Ming smiled lightly, his thin lips curling into a cold sneer. With a leisurely wave of his hand, the pouring rain in the air instantly condensed into dozens of Rain Spears. The spearheads were sharp and brimming with traces of Evil Qi, locking onto Lin Huang with the sinister, chilling stare of a venomous snake.
"Go!"
Hann Ming spat the word lightly. Immediately, ten Rain Spears pierced through the cascading curtain of rain, darting like sinister vipers as they stabbed toward Lin Huang.
"Kill!"
Lin Huang abruptly swung the long saber in his hand, dancing out a flurry of saber arcs in the rain. The bitterly cold blade gleamed as it slashed at the incoming Rain Spears.
BANG BANG BANG!
Saber light flashed, carving crisscrossing arcs through the heavy rain. Stroke by stroke, he severed the Rain Spears, though Lin Huang was forced back in the process. The intense impact left the webbing of his hand numb.
"What a fast saber," Hann Ming praised elegantly, yet an indescribable mockery covered his face. With a wave of his arm, Rain Spear after Rain Spear condensed. For every spear Lin Huang severed, he conjured two more.
Gradually, the Rain Spears multiplied, forming a forest of spears that pointed menacingly at Lin Huang.
"I can’t retreat!"
Lin Huang gritted his teeth and shifted his Saber Technique, accelerating his speed. At the same time, he charged forward once more, twisting and turning his body to dodge whatever he could.
"You’ve learned your lesson this time!" Hann Ming chuckled, his expression turning slightly solemn. Having used the Evil Rain Array against enemies many times, this was the first time someone’s saber speed had been this fast, and their movement techniques so unpredictable.
Amidst the rustling rain, fewer and fewer Rain Spears remained as Lin Huang drew closer and closer to Hann Ming.
"I did underestimate you a little. You have some strength and talent. It’s just a pity that if you don’t hand over the Thousand Spirits Sword Formation, you will ultimately be unable to escape death."
Hann Ming smiled. With a wave of his arm, all the Rain Spears fired simultaneously. Crisscrossing through the air, there were no less than thirty of them!
Lin Huang’s expression changed. The silvery radiance on his skin flared brilliantly as his saber fell back to defend him. It carved out impenetrable streaks of light in the air—so dense that not even water could seep through!
BANG BANG BANG!
A massive impact arrived all at once, instantly shattering the defensive saber light surrounding Lin Huang.
Lin Huang’s eyes narrowed as killing intent surfaced in his gaze. The trajectory of the long saber in his hand violently shifted in midair, dragging out sharp afterimages through the rain. The saber shadows crisscrossed, fierce and treading the Tyrant Path, chopping down the surrounding Rain Spears like a butcher’s blade.
At this moment, Lin Huang finally unleashed his Martial Technique, Three Thousand Miles!
The heavy rain continued to pour without the slightest sign of stopping, but the spears in the rain had all dissipated. Lin Huang held his long saber, glaring coldly at Hann Ming. Traces of blood trickled from the corner of his mouth from the tremendous shock of the thirty Rain Spears striking him.
"I truly underestimated you. To think you possess such a Martial Technique!" Hann Ming’s expression tightened. "Hand over the Thousand Spirits Sword Formation and the Martial Technique you just used. As long as you surrender them, I can spare your life."
"I’m afraid you don’t get to decide whether I live or die!"
Lin Huang sneered coldly. He raised the long saber in his hand once more. With a heavy stomp that sent the alley’s rainwater splashing everywhere, he shot forward at extreme speed, wrapped in the sky-filling rain as he charged at Hann Ming.
"You truly have a rather fearless sort of confidence!"
Hann Ming chuckled softly, an effeminate killing intent surfacing on his face. He simply gripped the empty air, and another Rain Spear materialized. Pitch-black all over, it pulsed with a dense Evil Qi. The spearhead gleamed coldly. The terrifying aura emanating from it was vastly more dreadful than any of the previous Rain Spears.
Martial Soul, Moyu Spear!
Lin Huang suddenly felt a chill run through his body as a dangerous aura shrouded him like a shadow. Before the Moyu Spear even made a move, countless phantom spear thrusts had already quietly blossomed in the heavy rain.
Hann Ming offered a sinister smile. Holding the umbrella in one hand and wielding the spear in the other, his pitch-black figure lightly tapped the ground. With his black robes fluttering, he shot toward Lin Huang like a blooming pitch-black Mandala in the stormy weather.
"You are nothing but a stray dog, yet you consider yourself extraordinary. I’ve seen too many people like you, and I’ve killed too many as well." Hann Ming sighed leisurely, but the bitterly cold spearhead was already closing in on Lin Huang.
CLANG!
With a sharp clanging sound, the saber and spear violently clashed, sending the trapped rainwater blasting out in all directions.
Lin Huang let out a muffled groan. A powerful recoil traveled from the saber blade through his entire body, sending him sliding backward through the rain for thirty feet.
Hann Ming gave Lin Huang no chance to catch his breath. Pursuing relentlessly, he thrust his spear again. A majestic, sinister force violently erupted from the spearhead, driving straight at Lin Huang.
Lin Huang’s expression hardened as traces of his Martial Soul’s power erupted. In an instant, a domineering killing intent swept out. The Cold Blade in Lin Huang’s hand grew increasingly snow-bright and aggressively sharp.
Martial Soul Divine Techniques, Asura’s Fury!
Combat power doubled!
"Kill!"
Lin Huang roared furiously, swinging his long saber and viciously slashing at Hann Ming.
Amidst the curtain of rain, clanging sounds continuously rang out. Rainwater splashed in all directions as the two figures crisscrossed. Vigorous auras rippled outward like crashing tides.
Hann Ming frowned. With just a single angry roar, Lin Huang’s power had doubled.
"What kind of Martial Soul is this?" he wondered.
"Hmm?"
During the fierce battle, surprise also swelled in Lin Huang’s heart. Within his Profound Sea, the Asura Martial Soul was fluttering about, absorbing the Evil Qi from the rainwater and then fusing it into his Profound Sea Primordial Qi.
This made the pressure Lin Huang felt from the Evil Rain Array suddenly lessen, and then grow lighter and lighter...
"What kind of trick is this? To think you can absorb the Evil Qi from the array."
Sensing the violent fluctuations from the array, Hann Ming frowned, his expression turning significantly graver. Evil Qi assailed the body and had a tremendous impact on a Martial Artist’s constitution. Once too much Evil Qi gathered in the body, it was highly likely to affect one’s mind, causing them to stray into the Demon Path.
But Lin Huang didn’t seem to fear this in the slightest.
Amidst the cascading rain, although Lin Huang grew braver the more he fought, he was constantly suppressed by Hann Ming. After all, there was the existence of the array and the gap in their actual Realms. Even if Lin Huang had extremely rich combat experience, it was difficult to make up for this gap.
Even so, the fact that Lin Huang could clash with Hann Ming for so long was already astonishing. Hann Ming, on the other hand, had long lost his previous leisurely demeanor.
"You really are courting death!"
Hann Ming sighed coldly, an increasingly sinister gaze shooting from his eyes. The Moyu Spear in his hand let out a whining hum as waves of vigorous aura permeated from the spearhead. It caused the falling rain to stagnate in midair, swirling around the spearhead to form turbulent vortexes...