Noticing the arrival of the three Sword Holders behind him, Xu Qing decided to end the battle quickly.
These three people's cultivation levels were all at the five Heavenly Palaces. Perhaps they each had their own methods, but it was obvious that they were no match for the black-clothed guard of the Holy Wave Race.
The three Sword Holders looked grim when they saw the black-clothed guard walking out from the darkness.
As Sword Holders, their honor and principles prevented them from choosing to flee. Instead, they closed in immediately and circulated their cultivation bases. One of them spoke quickly.
"Kid, let's stall this person together."
"You guys can't hold me back." The black-clothed guard of the Holy Wave Race who walked out had a disdainful expression that contained cruelty. Just as he was about to attack, a sharp glint rose in Xu Qing's eyes.
"Shadow Prisoner's Restriction, Devil's Decree."
"Immortal art breaks the spirit, heaven and earth is my fate."
Xu Qing had asked the Diamond Sect's ancestor to create these 16 words back then. It was to ensure that he wouldn't be suspected when he fused with the shadow in front of outsiders.
As he spoke, with a thought from Xu Qing, the shadow suddenly spread out from the dagger in his hand, forming a coffin that instantly enveloped Xu Qing.
At the next instant, Xu Qing's entire body turned dark, emitting dense anomalous substances. Even though the surroundings were pitch-black at this moment, with the help of the lightning that flashed across the sky, one could still see the space around Xu Qing distorting.
There was also a sense of horror that instinctively rose in the hearts of everyone who was watching, as though their life level had been shaken.
However, because of Xu Qing's words earlier, this scene gave people the feeling that it was a unique secret technique.
Even though the anomalous substances made their hearts palpitate, most of them only felt that this secret technique was eerie and mysterious.
Just as the three Sword Holders were feeling shocked, Xu Qing suddenly lifted his head. Rampant physical strength erupted from his body.
The shadow fusion technique sacrificed the power of his spell cultivation in exchange for extreme physical might.
When Xu Qing had four Heavenly Palaces, he could display the physical strength of the six palaces under this technique. Now that he had five Heavenly Palaces, the physical combat strength he erupted with had reached seven palaces.
The battle prowess of the seven palaces of the physical body was even more powerful than spells. In terms of lethality and explosive power, it was also extremely astonishing.
As the secret technique was activated and a violent aura erupted from Xu Qing's body, a storm rose in the surroundings, rumbling in all directions.
Airwaves surged in all directions. The three Sword Holders from the field office retreated in shock and fear.
Even the Holy Wave Race cultivator's expression changed.
Xu Qing made his move.
He was like lightning, so fast that it was difficult for others to see him clearly. Amidst the intense sounds, Xu Qing appeared in front of the black-clothed guard and punched out.
The first punch gathered all of Xu Qing's physical strength.
The Holy Wave Race cultivator's pupils constricted. The changes in this human in front of him were too great and his entire body was filled with anomalous substances. His heart sank and he performed a series of hand seals to form a protective barrier around his body. He even took out a magic artifact to block the punch.
In the blink of an eye, the two sides came into contact.
A shocking boom rang out and the Holy Wave Race cultivator's body trembled. He felt his internal organs churning and his breathing was hurried as he staggered back.
Xu Qing didn't stop. He took a step forward and caught up, continuing to punch.
The second punch, the third punch.
The power in them shattered the surroundings.
The Holy Wave Race cultivator didn't dare to be careless. He performed another series of hand seals and the black hand formed by the emperor-level cultivation art behind him suddenly descended with a terrifying fluctuation, slapping toward Xu Qing with a thunderous force.
Xu Qing didn't dodge at all and attacked with all his might.
The fourth punch, the fifth punch, the sixth punch.
Booming sounds rang out through the area. The Holy Wave Race cultivator retreated step by step and his countenance became increasingly pale. All the protective barriers around his body collapsed one after another. That huge black hand also found it difficult to block Xu Qing's power.
Xu Qing's speed became even faster. He threw out the seventh punch, the eighth punch, and the ninth punch.
With a cracking sound, the Holy Wave Race cultivator spat out a mouthful of blood. One of the magic apertures in his body directly collapsed, and even a Heavenly Palace collapsed. His body rolled back and he cried out involuntarily with a horrified expression.
"What cultivation art is this!"
It was Under the Nine Springs.
This move looked like a spell but it was actually a physical secret technique!
In Foundation Building, it could destroy magic apertures, and after reaching the Golden Core realm, it could shatter the Heavenly Palace.
As a Heavenly Palace collapsed, this Holy Wave Race cultivator sensed how terrifying Xu Qing was. The feeling of life-and-death crisis became intense, and he desperately wanted to escape.
His mission was to not let the Sword Holders in this direction rush in. At the very least, he had to stall for time.
However, his life was more important than the mission.
He rapidly retreated. However… it was too late.
The instant he retreated, he didn't notice that his body was already filled with countless little black bugs. They were biting crazily. Under their devouring and poison, the expression of the Holy Wave Race cultivator changed drastically and he let out a miserable cry.
Black blood gushed out and his complexion turned greenish-black. The horror in his eyes grew denser as Xu Qing approached him like a ghost soldier seeking death.
He didn't delay the kill just to get the other party's golden cores. This wasn't his personality. He directly stabbed at the Holy Wave Race cultivator's chest.
However, the black-clothed guard from the Holy Wave Race was no ordinary opponent. He quickly evaded the attack and performed a series of hand seals with both hands. Then, he took out a magic treasure fragment to form a protective barrier that resembled a turtle shell. He blocked with all his might, while the black line between his brows split open, and black threads shot out like needles, aiming directly at Xu Qing.
The opponent dodged in time, and Xu Qing's remaining strength dissipated, making it difficult for him to continue his attack. However, his reaction speed was still extremely fast.
