Chapter 285: Heart-Burning Needle
Chapter 285: Heart-Burning Needle
With a burst of energy, Cheng Lingyu quickly launched his second round of attacks. As he neared the cold man, his speed automatically slowed.
This was the Fixed Space Shuttle’s effect, preventing ambushes against the cold man and granting him a major advantage.
Cheng Lingyu executed the Thunder Palm combined with Thousand Strikes, creating a violent, awe-inspiring onslaught. His courage and iron will reflected his burning determination to win.
The cold man roared furiously, his hands tearing through the air as he balanced on one leg like a giant eagle. Ice-blue flames engulfed him, making him resemble an enraged deity.
They collided repeatedly, neither retreating, locked in desperate combat that shook the void and fractured time and space. Flashes of light and tongues of flame devoured both fighters.
This spectacular life-and-death struggle showcased the extraordinary abilities of both Cheng Lingyu and the cold man.
After prolonged explosions, the two fighters suddenly disengaged, eyeing each other grimly.
“In mortal combat, we stake everything. Unleash all your skills to greet Death’s arrival.”
Cheng Lingyu advanced slowly, his cutting tone infuriating the cold man.
Though the cold man had maintained slight superiority, these challenging words came from Cheng Lingyu’s mouth.
“Since you insist, witness the true might of the Blood Martial Fourth Level Blood Soul stage!”
The cold man’s eyes turned blade-sharp. His flesh became translucent, revealing intricate blood vessels pumping rapidly converging azure blood.
This precious azure blood—his hard-won Blood Soul Essence—now burned and boiled within him, releasing tremendous power that flooded his body. His combat power skyrocketed, his aura turning fearsome.
Cheng Lingyu flashed forward, attacking with lightning-wreathed fists while faint light glowed in his palms.
The cold man casually blocked with an open palm, sending Cheng Lingyu flying backward. The young man stumbled upon landing, blood leaking from his mouth—seriously wounded.
Hu Yuer gasped and moved to intervene, but Cheng Lingyu waved her off.
“My fight. I’ll finish it.”
In an instant, Cheng Lingyu returned, fists morphing into palms channeling immense force—still choosing direct confrontation.
“Fool!”
The cold man sneered. Empowered with surging combat strength, he struck with sky-shattering punches, radiating absolute confidence.
Cheng Lingyu bit his lip, intensifying his assaults. Crimson light pulsed in his palms with each strike against the cold man’s fists.
Initially, Cheng Lingyu kept getting repelled—even his physical body’s divine power couldn’t withstand the assaults. But after roughly an incense time, the cold man’s attacks weakened while Cheng Lingyu’s palm-light grew brighter. Each collision now made the cold man’s body shudder increasingly violently.
This pattern continued until the cold man suddenly screamed, vomiting blood as his aura plummeted.
“What technique is this?”
The cold man clutched his chest, glaring venomously.
“Heart-Burning Needle. Heard of it?”
This ultimate skill came from the Holy Emperor’s underground palace beneath Yunyang City. Previously, Cheng Lingyu’s cultivation level had been too low to practice it—until now.
The cold man paled, roaring, “The Heart-Burning Sect’s supreme ultimate skill?!”
“Perhaps. What’s the Heart-Burning Sect?”
Having never known the technique’s origins, Cheng Lingyu seized this chance to inquire.
The cold man laughed angrily, “You don’t even know the Heart-Burning Sect. How could you master the Heart-Burning Needle?”
Hu Yuer answered, “The Heart-Burning Sect was wiped out over a thousand years ago. Their Heart-Burning Needle was deemed too cruel, having slain many heroes of old. This angered the great sects, who united to destroy them.”
Cheng Lingyu felt surprised by this history. Such an ultimate skill was both deadly and difficult to learn.
Only after reaching the Soul Domain stage had Cheng Lingyu begun cultivating this technique, using the Burning Sky Technique as its foundation. The two methods reinforced each other.
True to its name, the Heart-Burning Needle condensed true essence into hair-thin needles that pierced enemies’ bodies to damage their heart meridians.
The “burning” aspect defined this ultimate skill’s nature:
Ordinary flames burning the heart brought mediocre power.
Strange flames caused devastating damage.
Divine flames ensured instant death.
Cheng Lingyu’s version, built upon the Burning Sky Technique and empowered by the Five-Colored Three-Legged Crow and Nine Nether King Sparrow – two supreme fire-aligned Immortal Souls – made his Needles exceptionally lethal.
Initially, the cold man’s Blood Martial Fourth Level physique proved too strong for the Needles to penetrate, so he remained unaware.
Through relentless effort, Cheng Lingyu finally breached the defenses and implanted the Needle.
The cold man’s high cultivation delayed the Needle’s activation. Only after prolonged combat did he sense the danger.
The True Fire of Burning Sky now ravaged his heart, erasing all vitality. Despite desperate resistance, his efforts proved futile.
“I’ll kill you!”
Eyes blazing crimson with ancient bitterness, the cold man attacked like a madman, determined to drag Cheng Lingyu to death with him.
“Nine Ring Star Vortex! Divine Thought Kill!”
Glowing rings encircled Cheng Lingyu as divine light coalesced in his eyes. He unleashed the Dreamy Demon Slash – a fusion of Dreamy Thousand Tear Bamboo, Magic Eyes technique, and Destruction of Space Divine Thought Wave, growing stronger with his cultivation level.
The cold man’s furious roar shook heaven as his burning Blood Soul unleashed destructive energy waves. This self-immolation quintupled his combat power.
Cheng Lingyu combined Dreamy Demon Slash with Flying Flower Snow Moon Sword, executing his ultimate Soul Martial attack.
Their first clash nearly shattered the cold man’s soul, drawing a bloodcurdling scream. Cheng Lingyu himself was sent flying, nearly torn apart by the terrifying strength.
The Heart-Burning Needle’s agony drowned the cold man in death’s stench. Blood-red eyes wild with refusal to die, he launched berserk attacks fueled by burning Blood Soul – sacrificing lifespan for killing power.
When Hu Yuer moved to intervene, Cheng Lingyu stopped her. “Only through blood and fire, dancing between life and death, can I awaken my full potential.”
This became Cheng Lingyu’s most dangerous battle since entering the blood lake. Despite using every trick including mental assaults, he couldn’t reverse the tide. The cold man fought like an immortal beast, maintaining peak condition while Cheng Lingyu coughed blood and retreated.
Cheng Lingyu endured, betting the cold man would exhaust first. Yet a Blood Martial Fourth Level expert’s stamina proved monstrous – even after an hour, the cold man remained relentless.
Now severely wounded and weakening, Cheng Lingyu realized: “No more delays.”
His dim eyes suddenly blazed. Another Dreamy Demon Slash struck the cold man’s soul, creating a split-second opening.
“Now!”
Golden light erupted around Cheng Lingyu as six pyramids materialized, radiating heaven-shaking power.
“Sword of the Reaper!”
His forbidden trump card. Six swords – Heart Sword Leaves No Trace – flew from the pyramids, black death light swirling. Merged into a death rune, they pierced reality itself, warping even the Fixed Space Shuttle’s frozen dimensions.
Dark aura flashed. The death rune appeared before the cold man’s chest, its black glow mirroring infernal visions.
Sudden clarity struck the frenzied man. He mustered all Blood Soul power to block –
Spark. Void rupture.
The Sword pierced through effortlessly.
“NO! I REFUSE—”
Convulsing violently, the cold man’s Ice Blue Snow Flame leaked out, immediately captured by Cheng Lingyu’s True Fire. A palm strike to the Baihui Acupuncture Point completed the Blood Soul theft – Cheng Lingyu’s specialty, requiring perfect timing before death.
Hu Yuer gaped at the Reaper’s Sword. She never knew Cheng Lingyu hid such horror.
Between the Sword and Needle, resistance crumbled. Blood Soul extracted, the cold man’s fate was sealed.
After three brutal hours, Cheng Lingyu stood victorious – but broken.
“Can you continue?” Hu Yuer fretted. In his state, proceeding seemed impossible.
Storing the corpse and claiming the high-grade spirit artifact Fixed Space Shuttle, Cheng Lingyu managed a bloody smile.