Chapter 211: Life and Death on a Thread, I Am the Single-Line Sky Realm

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Powerful True Qi circulated, and the sharp sense of crisis spread endlessly in all directions.

As the True Qi continuously strengthened, this feeling became even more intense. At this moment, not only Mu Jintian, who was in the thick of it, but also the surrounding spectators felt a similar sensation.

In their eyes, the almost desperate He Yiming suddenly transformed into an ancient ferocious beast. A dangerously extreme aura was hidden within him. They even had a slight realization that He Yiming seemed to be preparing for something, and once he was ready, it would be the moment for these two individuals to decide life or death.

At this point, everyone became tense, and the most concerned and enraged were Mao Lieguang and others.

Although the other Innate experts had noble statuses, their deaths might not attract much attention. But these two were different; both Tufan Kingdom and the Hengshan Mountain lineage regarded them as future stars. So, it was fine if they lost in a fair match, but if anything serious happened to either of them, even Zhan Tianfeng might not be able to withstand the intense wrath of these two forces.

As they had initially stated, they hoped these two forces would fight fiercely, but it had to be kept within a mutually acceptable range. If both lost their minds, it would be a disaster for everyone.

Intentionally or unintentionally, several Innate experts glanced towards Bu Xingcong. It was this guy who had caused the trouble, leading to this current predicament.

Mu Jintian's expression was also extremely solemn. After feeling the change in He Yiming's aura, he also understood that the next phase might be a true life-and-death battle. With a turn, he stood upright, one hand gently placed on his chest, the other extended flat.

On his extended palm, there was a thick layer of white ice, radiating colorful light under the sunlight, like a layer of ice armor, dazzling to the eye.

And it was precisely because of this peculiar color that everyone's attention was drawn to it, but no one noticed that the hand he had placed on his chest, unnoticed by anyone, was holding a jade stone.

When his hand held this jade stone from his chest, the intense coldness immediately became even more intense.

The surrounding air forcibly dropped a few more degrees, and even a few Innate Realm experts began to feel overwhelmed.

An unprecedentedly fierce coldness immediately rushed upward, causing even He Yiming to shiver slightly.

But it was precisely because of this that a thought suddenly flashed through He Yiming's mind. As if by inspiration, He Yiming unhesitatingly abandoned his original plan.

The True Qi in his body was still circulating, but it was no longer the terrifying final strike of the Five Elements merging into one.

Without anyone noticing, He Yiming's True Qi was slowly retracting inwards, as if unable to resist the intense cold, retracting bit by bit, until it was completely enveloped by the cold air and subsequently invaded by it.

This sudden change was absolutely beyond everyone's expectation.

He Yiming's terrifying aura, which was enough to make everyone's heart pound, suddenly vanished completely in an instant.

Not only that, but his True Qi also dissipated like receding tide water, as if someone had opened the anti-theft door of their home, as if afraid that thieves wouldn't come in.

At this moment, an incredible thought emerged in everyone's minds. Was He Yiming just a disguised empty shell? Or had he gone mad, to do something so suicidal?

At this time, He Yiming, having given up True Qi resistance and allowing the cold air to enter his body, had a thin layer of white frost on him, like a frozen statue, remarkably lifelike.

However, even in this state, he still did not stop. He struggled forward with his stiff body, charging towards Mu Jintian. His legs, due to being frozen, had also become less flexible. He stumbled forward, seeming to want to use his stiff body to collide with his opponent.

Although Mu Jintian was equally puzzled by He Yiming's actions, with such a golden opportunity right in front of him, how could he easily let it go?

With a slight movement, he was already by He Yiming's side before He Yiming could even charge up.

A fierce killing intent finally flashed in Mu Jintian's eyes. Since the enmity between him and He Yiming was irreconcilable, one of them had to fall. Now, it seemed, the one to fall had been determined.

He flattened his extended palm and struck down, a hint of regret showing in his eyes.

A seventeen-year-old genius, falling here, and a fallen genius was no longer a genius.

A faint sound emerged, remarkably clear and pleasant in this wintry environment.

Everyone's gaze was fixed on one spot. Mu Jintian's hand finally pressed against He Yiming's chest as desired.

Shui Xuanjin's vision went black, and he nearly stumbled to the ground.

He Yiming was someone he had painstakingly invited to succeed him as the Nation Protecting Master of Tianluo Country, and he was so young, with boundless bright prospects ahead. Even Tianluo Country would greatly benefit from him. But all this hope was shattered at this moment.

After experiencing Mu Jintian's formidable strength, even he held no hope for He Yiming.

No one could withstand a direct attack of such chilling qi. Let alone He Yiming of the Hundred Scattered Heavens Realm, even a Single-Line Sky Realm expert would probably not dare to let Mu Jintian strike their chest.

Not only he had this thought, but the others also showed the same expression on their faces.

Although an Innate expert had already fallen before He Yiming, compared to He Yiming's age, it gave everyone an even stronger sense of shock, as if they had seen a red sun fall softly before it had fully risen.

However, at this moment, they saw...

Mu Jintian's eyes widened, as if he had perceived something incredible. He did not release the hand pressing on He Yiming, but his face was faintly pale, and even his body seemed to be trembling slightly. At the same time, the surrounding cold air seemed to become even colder, and that powerful coldness made everyone instinctively retreat several steps.

In a trance, everyone seemed to see a strange sight: a peculiar smile suddenly appeared on He Yiming's ice-bound face, as if it was not he who was in despair at this moment, but Mu Jintian, who was desperately unleashing his ice-elemental power.

For a moment, everyone felt an even colder chill in their hearts, but this chill did not come from the external temperature, but from the deepest part of their hearts.

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At this moment, He Yiming had retracted all his aura and True Qi, and deliberately channeled the external cold air into his body.

Introducing a power that was not his own into his body was an extremely risky endeavor. If it were normal Innate experts, they would never make such a choice. But He Yiming was different. Just as the external cold air intensified and reached its peak, it reminded He Yiming of the dark green vial on his body.

When he first touched this bottle, he was also frozen by the cold air on it, and the situation was even more terrifying than now.

The cold air on that bottle was ten times more intense than the current external environment, and even when he was unprepared, he was instantly frozen.

However, that cold air did not truly freeze him to death. Instead, it was completely absorbed by his Dantian, giving him another option for the True Qi he could wield.

However, having always been accustomed to using Five Elements True Qi to defend against enemies, he wasn't really used to employing this power. After all, in a life-and-death battle, using unfamiliar powers to fight was not much different from seeking one's own death.

However, at the moment he was about to unleash his greatest trump card, he suddenly thought that since the power within his Dantian could neutralize even more potent cold energy, then this cold energy would be even less of a concern.

With this thought, he retracted his True Qi and channeled the cold air into his body. Indeed, after this cold air entered his body, it was cold at first, but when the Dantian qi surged out, all of this cold air was immediately digested by him.

As a result, He Yiming was completely relieved.

Since this cold air could no longer do anything to him, he was essentially in an invincible position.

Just as he was about to gather his True Qi again and fight his opponent for three hundred rounds, he unexpectedly discovered another thing that made him ecstatic.

The cold air absorbed from the outside, after being transformed by the Dantian, surprisingly surged into his three hundred and sixty Acupoints.

His brows twitched slightly. This speed of power growth reminded him of his previous insights.

He Yiming never expected that his accidental absorption of this cold air into his body would have an effect equivalent to enlightenment.

This unexpected discovery was enough to make him ecstatic.

His Acupoints were already on the verge of overflowing, and now, irrigated with large amounts of True Qi, they were even more likely to overflow at any moment.

However, he quickly discovered that although a considerable amount of cold air surged in from the outside, it was still a bit short of allowing him to break through the final barrier and truly make all his Acupoints reach full capacity at the same time.

He needed more, and stronger, cold air.

At that moment, he thought of Mu Jintian himself. Perhaps only the intense cold qi personally unleashed by Mu Jintian himself could satisfy his current needs.

At this moment, his face was covered with a thin layer of white frost, and even his eyes were unclear. But his Clairaudient Ear skill was not greatly affected.

He could clearly "hear" all of Mu Jintian's movements at this moment. While Mu Jintian hesitated, He Yiming frantically shouted in his heart, "Come on, come on, hit me..."

For this, he simply gave up all his defenses and charged straight towards Mu Jintian.

Sure enough, under this seemingly reckless provocative action, Mu Jintian no longer hesitated. His palm, carrying the coldness of death, fiercely struck He Yiming's chest.

An incomparably vast amount of cold air instantly surged into He Yiming's body without any hindrance, passing through his Meridians and directly entering his Dantian.

He Yiming let out an involuntary groan of comfort, though it was so soft as to be almost inaudible. But Mu Jintian, who was right beside him, seemed to sense something.

His face turned pale, but he stubbornly refused to believe that there could be someone like He Yiming in this world who not only didn't fear cold but actually craved it to improve his strength.

One should know that this cold air was not cultivated by He Yiming, but released by Mu Jintian and directly attacked the opponent's Dantian.

In this situation, even if one cultivated the same technique as Mu Jintian, the only outcome would be the explosion of the Dantian and death.

However, what made Mu Jintian feel strange was that although he had exerted all his strength, the opponent's Dantian was like a boundless ocean. No matter how much cold air he desperately poured into it, he couldn't fill this bottomless pit.

Vaguely, he seemed to sense that something was wrong. As a top expert in the Hundred Scattered Heavens Realm, he made a decisive decision and wanted to withdraw his hand and retreat. But it was only then that he realized that the opponent's chest seemed to have a powerful suction force, firmly holding his palm. If he retreated at this moment, then what awaited him would be a surging and violent counterattack, and under that counterattack, even he was unsure if he could survive.

Left with no choice, he could only grit his teeth and persevere, hoping that He Yiming's freak Dantian would explode on its own due to the impact of the cold air. Perhaps only then could he escape completely unharmed.

For a time, the two fell into a true stalemate, but this kind of stalemate was definitely the first of its kind. Even the Innate experts watching from the sidelines were confused and bewildered. They only knew that there seemed to be a new development in the arena, but what kind of change it was, they were completely in the dark.

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Northwest of the capital of Kairong Country, there was a vast temple, which served not only as a residence for monks but also as a summer retreat for the Kairong imperial family.

However, within this retreat, one courtyard was off-limits to everyone. Even the current King of Kairong Country and the masters in the Masters Hall dared not easily step into it without permission.

This was the residence of Zhan Tianfeng, the top expert in Kairong Country, a Single-Line Sky Realm powerhouse.

His face was not very old. If he stood with several Innate experts in the Masters Hall, he would appear rather young.

At least, Elder Yu Jinglei from the Hengshan Mountain lineage looked much older than him.

Since he chose this place as his residence thirty years ago, he had never left it. But even so, as long as he resided in no one dared to underestimate Kairong Country.

For decades, he had meditated in this room, as if nothing in the world could move him anymore.

Even on this day, several Innate experts in the city released powerful auras, as if some significant disturbance had occurred. But even so, Zhan Tianfeng showed no intention of intervening.

Because he had strong confidence: as long as he made a move, no matter what happened, he would definitely be able to suppress it. This was a confidence, a powerful confidence of a Single-Line Sky Realm expert over the Hundred Scattered Heavens Realm.

However, at this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and stared fixedly at one place.

There, an enormous Heaven and Earth Qi, like a mountain collapse or a tsunami, erupted.

This feeling, this momentum, his eyebrows twitched slightly, and only one thought lingered in his mind.

Could it be that Mu Jintian had successfully broken through?

His figure moved, disappearing from the room like a ghost. For decades, he had left this secluded courtyard for the first time, and for the first time, he ended his immortal-like life, returning to being a mortal and participating in worldly affairs.

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More and more cold air entered the body, and it became stronger and stronger. The conversion speed of the Dantian also increased rapidly at the same time.

He Yiming's Dantian was still like a black hole, greedily absorbing all the power without missing a single bit, and sending it into the Acupoints through the interconnected Meridians.

The moment all the Acupoints reached a certain balance, He Yiming's heart also became inexplicably calm.

He seemed to have entered a new realm. At this moment, he had forgotten everything, even Mu Jintian, who was still struggling to support him, pouring every trace of cold air into his body to help him accumulate power, was completely forgotten.

Inside him, the three hundred and sixty Acupoints finally completely filled with True Qi, and they simultaneously released their excess power.

This True Qi smoothly traveled through the faint Meridians between all those Acupoints.

A bit of True Qi flowed to one Acupoint, and then another bit of True Qi flowed to another Acupoint. Slowly, all the True Qi began to connect, and all the Acupoints were linked by this overflowing True Qi.

At this moment, He Yiming's energy suddenly became extremely abundant. All his Acupoints opened instantly, each one seeming to become a Dantian, desperately absorbing external power.

Mu Jintian let out a miserable groan, repelled by an incredibly vast power. He fell to the ground exhausted, his gaze towards He Yiming filled with shock.

Everyone was like this. They felt the powerful, unimaginable Power of Heaven and Earth flowing in space. They all felt an immense pressure that seemed capable of crushing them completely. In this change of Heaven and Earth Qi, they, like ordinary Acquired Stage practitioners, felt as small as ants.

A thunderous roar erupted from He Yiming.

Within ten meters around him, a deep pit appeared. The white frost had long since vanished without a trace, leaving only the transformed He Yiming standing tall and proud.

He cast a cold glance at the crowd. Everyone who met his gaze inexplicably felt a sense of restraint.

"Brother He, you..." Shui Xuanjin asked, a mix of surprise and joy. Among these people, only he had the courage to inquire at this moment.

He Yiming raised his head and let out a long howl, like the continuous roar of thunder from the heavens.

"Life and Death on a Thread, I am the Single-Line Sky Realm!"

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