However, the Flying Saber shape is already Lin Chen’s limit; Lin Chen can’t cultivate the second half of the Thousand Mechanisms Divine Refining Technique.
"Soul-Breaking Spike, rise!"
Zeng Xi no longer held back, and the Flying Saber floating around him suddenly changed shape, transforming into sharp spikes.
"Junior Brother Zeng means business!"
Seeing this scene, many innate martial artists of the Thousand Mechanism Sect had smiles on their faces. The Soul-Breaking Spike is from the second half of the Thousand Mechanisms Linked Divine Technique, which Lin Chen’s Flying Saber cannot withstand.
This Soul-Breaking Spike isn’t just simply condensed from separated divine thoughts; it contains incredibly exquisite vibrating power.
Poof!
The silver spike collided with the Flying Saber, and the Flying Saber shattered instantly, while the Soul-Breaking Spike remained intact, whistling toward Lin Chen.
One Flying Saber after another shattered under the impact of the Soul-Breaking Spike, and seeing this, the disciples of the Canglan Sect showed worried expressions.
"What a fool, competing in divine soul power with Zeng Xi. If I had known he was such an arrogant fool, I wouldn’t have surrendered."
Feng Yichuan watched as Zeng Xi displayed the Soul-Breaking Spike. Having fought against Zeng Xi three times, he was well aware of the power of this Soul-Breaking Spike. Lin Chen choosing to contend with Zeng Xi in soul power was a foolish move.
"What a miraculous Soul Cone."
Lin Chen stared at the Soul Cone flying toward him, without any hastiness or worry. With a movement of his divine soul, the vast, deep Star Map within his dantian suddenly lit up.
Buzz!
The vast power of the divine soul no longer gathered in one place but erupted from innumerable stars around him like a cosmic tide!
Just as the first wave of Soul-Breaking Spikes arrived, at the critical moment, countless divine souls transformed into a wave of ripples flowing outward.
Divine Thought like a Tide!
Poof! Poof! Poof...
Countless Soul Cones shot into this divine soul tide, as if mud into the sea, creating ripples one after another.
"What is this?"
This bizarre scene stunned many of the martial artists watching.
Canglan Sect.
Du Xiaofeng and Zhao Yulin’s eyes shone with a flash of intense light, and as they exchanged glances, they saw shock in each other’s eyes.
...
Thousand Mechanism Sect.
Those innate martial artists also watched this scene in shock.
"Divine Thought like a tide, even in our Thousand Mechanism Sect, it would require at least reaching the Innate Second Realm. How can a new disciple of the Canglan Sect, who has just reached the Innate level, accomplish this?"
"With such divine soul talent, why join the Canglan Sect? He should have joined our Thousand Mechanism Sect."
...
Ten Thousand Flames Sect.
Zhuang Lie’s expression turned a bit peculiar as he looked at the other two elders beside him.
"The old fellows of the Thousand Mechanism Sect must feel the same as us."
...
On the Martial Arts Mountain battlefield, Lin Chen, at this moment, fully unleashed his divine soul, and his divine thought turned into waves, surging towards Zeng Xi.
As he watched the divine thought tide surging towards him, Zeng Xi’s pupils constricted. At this moment, he frantically separated his divine thought, continuously transforming them into Soul-Breaking Spikes to pierce the divine thought tide.
Soul battles are inherently extremely dangerous, with no tricks to employ.
Now he was betting on being able to destroy it before the tide reached him.
Ten, a hundred...
The Soul-Breaking Spikes were as dense as raindrops, and Zeng Xi’s face turned pale. Even for him, conjuring so many Soul-Breaking Spikes took a huge toll on his soul.
The spectators before the light screen were also feeling a creeping sensation from this level of silent soul battle.
The Soul-Breaking Spikes of the Thousand Mechanism Sect—most of them could not withstand even one. Yet, facing hundreds of Soul-Breaking Spikes, Lin Chen remained steadfast.
Boom!
When Lin Chen’s divine thought tide reached Zeng Xi, a helpless look flashed in Zeng Xi’s eyes. Looking at Lin Chen, still floating in midair, his face showed a bitter smile.
"You win!"
Zeng Xi admitted defeat. If he didn’t, his soul would be severely damaged once the divine thought tide fell upon him.
The main issue was that he couldn’t think of a way to break the stalemate. If he could risk getting injured to defeat Lin Chen, he might have tried, but he couldn’t see a path to victory.
Zeng Xi admitted defeat, and his figure disappeared from the Martial Arts Mountain, while Lin Chen immediately retracted his divine thought.
At this moment, only Lin Chen’s figure was left on the entire light screen.
All the watching martial artists were utterly silent; this battle was completely different from what they had imagined. No intense battle scenes, no grand exchange of martial arts techniques.
Yet no one denied the danger of this battle.
A soul battle, with the slightest mistake, could damage one’s martial path foundation.
A few moments later, the disciples of the Canglan Sect erupted in thunderous cheers.
Only then could they finally shout aloud that Senior Brother Lin genuinely had the strength to reach the pinnacle.
"To the pinnacle!"
"A hundred thousand consecutive victories to reach the peak!"
"Senior Brother Lin is going to set a new record on Martial Arts Mountain!"
"Our Canglan Sect will break history."
PS: A big Chapter of six thousand words asking for monthly tickets.