Chapter 1621: Yan Wuxin's Utter Humiliation (Second Update)

At this moment, Zhou Qing had completely removed his disguise.

He carried the Ginseng Doll struggling in pretense with his left hand, while his right held the blood-dripping Purple Gold Thunder Spear.

His face was as cold as eternal ice, with overwhelming murderous intent burning in his eyes.

“Yan! Wu! Xin!” Zhou Qing growled word by word, each syllable forced through clenched teeth, “Hurt my father-in-law, harm my Taiqing Sect members; today is the day you die!”

As this roar echoed, the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi within a hundred zhang radius suddenly shook intensely.

Four dazzling pillars of light shot from the ground, the blue, red, white, and black curtains like a dome, sealing the battlefield tight and impermeable.

Countless mysterious runes flowed upon the curtain, each radiating an oppressive power that was heart-palpitating.

“You…!”

Yan Wuxin clutched his chest, bleeding profusely, his face pale as paper.

Only now did he fully realize the trap he had fallen into.

Recalling how he was led by the nose earlier, an unprecedented sense of humiliation surged in his heart.

He, the ninth ancestor of the Yan Family, a Supreme Supreme power, was played like a fool!

Even more ridiculous was how he called him “Brother Five” warmly, believing those obviously flawed lies!

“Cough… cough cough…” Yan Wuxin spat out several mouthfuls of blood, a trace of regret flashing in his eyes.

His right hand clutched his bleeding chest, his expression shifting unpredictably.

Without a word, he raised his hand sharply intending to tear space and escape, but found the space around him as rigid as iron, unmoving.

“Space lock?!”

His face instantly turned extremely grim as he quickly reached for the Communication Jade Scroll.

But when he saw the dimmed rune on the scroll, he suddenly realized— this was the heart of the Central Domain, thousands of miles from the Yan Family’s headquarters!

“Good, good, good!” Yan Wuxin suddenly let out a string of chilling laughter, his expression gradually twisted, “Zhou Qing, you think just by attacking successfully you can kill me?”

He slowly straightened his body, a terrifying Supreme aura beginning to surge around him, “You’ll never understand, the abyss between Spirit Severing Realm and Supreme Realm, is insurmountable!”

With this roar, a terrifying Supreme aura exploded from Yan Wuxin’s body.

Even with his heart pierced, the life force of a Supreme Realm power remained frighteningly tenacious.

He swiftly sealed with his hands, countless blood-red threads bursting from between his fingers!

These threads, thin as silk, flickered with eerie crimson light, twisting and dancing like living things in the air.

More bizarre was the slight distortions in space where these threads passed, seemingly affected by some invisible force.

“Void Nether Blood Silk!”

With a low shout from Yan Wuxin, countless threads suddenly expanded, weaving into a vast web covering the sky.

Chillingly, each thread trembled at different frequencies, producing a peculiar resonance.

Zhou Qing’s pupils shrank, he could distinctly feel the threads causing surrounding space to resonate.

Visible ripples appeared in the air, and the ground beneath began to tremble slightly.

“Can you see?” Yan Wuxin smirked, “This is the true power of the Supreme Realm.”

He clapped his hands suddenly, the giant web descending upon Zhou Qing.

Moreover, each thread of the web triggered small-scale space distortions, forming numerous tiny space rifts.

While these rifts were small, they contained terrifying cutting power, even bending and swallowing light!

Seeing all this, Zhou Qing merely sneered, “Of course I know the gap between the two, hence, all that was done to bridge the distance!”

No sooner had he spoken, brilliant purple Thunder Light exploded around him.

The thirty thousand seals within the Purple Gold Thunder Spear seemed to sense Zhou Qing’s battle intent, the thunder patterns on the spear acting like living creatures, producing deafening thunder.

“Kill!”

With a furious shout, Zhou Qing’s figure vanished.

The next instant, he charged into the terrifying space rift net!

Countless tiny space rifts assaulted him simultaneously, but were blocked inches from his skin by a layer of purple Thunder Light.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Deafening explosions echoed continuously.

The Thunder Spear in Zhou Qing’s hand transformed into a purple lightning bolt, where its tip passed, the Void Nether Blood Silk snapped.

The severed threads twisted unwillingly, attempting to rejoin, but were firmly suppressed by the entwined Thunder Serpent.

“Seeking death!”

Yan Wuxin’s face twisted viciously, his hands suddenly clapped together.

The remaining Void Nether Blood Silk contracted fiercely, as if to trap Zhou Qing within.

Moreover, the severed threads began automatically reassembling into small space vortices!

Zhou Qing moved like lightning, weaving through dense space rifts.

Suddenly, he forcefully thrust the Thunder Spear downwards, “Thunder God’s Fury!”

Boom——

Centered on the spear, ferocious Power of Thunder erupted in a ring.

The Void Nether Blood Silk within ten zhang was instantly cleared, even the small space vortices collapsing under the thunder’s impact.

Yan Wuxin’s expression drastically changed, hurriedly retreating.

He never expected Zhou Qing’s spectral figure to appear right behind him, the Purple Gold Thunder Spear aimed straight at his back!

“Get Lost!”

In haste, Yan Wuxin turned and struck out a palm.

Supreme Realm’s dreadful Spiritual Power transformed into a blood-red giant palm, clashing hard with the spear.

Boom!

In a deafening blast, Zhou Qing was forced back over ten steps, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

Yan Wuxin fared no better, his palm scorched black by the Power of Thunder.

“Damn, truly damn!” Yan Wuxin shook his head forcefully, fury filling his eyes.

He, a Supreme, was forced to such a degree by someone in the Spirit Severing Realm!

Then, he slapped his chest hard, his body abruptly erupting with a ring of bizarre blood-red light.

“Witness what a true Supreme Domain is— Blood Domain Heaven Order!”

In an instant, the battlefield was shrouded in blood red.

Zhou Qing suddenly found himself seemingly at the center of a giant spider web.

Countless blood-red threads extended in all directions, each thread adorned with densely packed blood-red crystal beads, emitting unsettling ripples.

More bizarre, these beads moved independently, constantly shifting positions.

Every time two beads collided, they exploded with dazzling blood light, simultaneously releasing distorted space ripples.

Witnessing this scene, Zhou Qing’s gaze abruptly turned solemn.

He slowly tightened his grip on the Purple Gold Thunder Spear, the thunder pattern on the spear flashing rapidly.

Not long ago, he had particularly consulted his father-in-law regarding Supreme Domains.

According to his father-in-law, every Supreme power condenses their own unique Domain.

Essentially an ascension of the Spirit Severing Realm, yet the potency was incomparable.

After surviving the Supreme Tribulation, both the body and Primordial Spirit undergo qualitative transformation.

The Supreme Domain was a manifestation of this metamorphosis, both its scope and power far exceeded the Spirit Severing Realm.