Supernatural Insight Eyes-Chapter 920 - 0 A sword through the heart! (Fifth Update)

Using the blackened force to confuse the opponent, then taking advantage of an opening to launch a spiritual power attack—such was Ye Qiu’s meticulously planned battle strategy. As expected, the old man presumed Ye Qiu had exhausted his strength and dismissed him as unworthy of further attention, giving him the perfect opportunity to strike.

Ye Qiu quickly absorbed a second-tier Crystal Stone, restoring his body instantaneously. The act of using a Crystal Stone for recovery made Ye Qiu feel a pang of regret, as he possessed only a few of these precious items, each use making his reserves dwindle further.

But faced with Wei Ziqing’s master, sacrificing a Crystal Stone was worth the cost. As long as he could kill his opponent, everything would be worthwhile.

This old man must not be left alive; otherwise, he would pose a massive threat in the future. Even if he couldn’t harm Ye Qiu directly, he could still endanger those around him.

In an instant, Ye Qiu immobilized the old man with spiritual power and unleashed a sharp attack—a single sword strike.

Clang!

Hmm? Suddenly... Ye Qiu frowned, astonished. This old man had regained consciousness so rapidly, even though Ye Qiu’s spiritual power attack had been a direct thrust into his mind.

The old man blocked Ye Qiu’s strike with one hand. If he hadn’t stepped partially into a higher realm, Ye Qiu’s sword would have been enough to decapitate him. Though he swiftly regained his senses to defend, had he delayed even a moment longer, he truly would have perished at the hands of this youngster.

"No wonder Liu Family’s War God was defeated by you. Your mastery over spiritual power is actually this advanced," the old man remarked coldly. Though his words seemed admiring, they carried a chilling killing intent. Ye Qiu’s spiritual power techniques filled him with dread. Even now, Ye Qiu remained within the legendary realm but possessed such formidable spiritual power—if he managed to ascend to the mythic realm, the old man knew defeat would be inevitable.

The old man finally understood why Ye Qiu could surpass realms to defeat opponents. Whether it was his blackened force or spiritual power attacks, both were capable of injuring mythic realm Martial Artists. He was lucky to have glimpsed a portion of the higher realms and recognized the significance of spiritual power. Otherwise, he would have ended up like the Liu Family’s War God—dead at Ye Qiu’s hands.

More and more spectators gathered; figures from the martial world emerged once again to witness Ye Qiu’s performance.

Another confrontation between mythic realm powerhouses—but this time, while not as grand as Ye Qiu’s battle against the Liu Family’s War God over the lake, the visceral exchange of fists and kicks caught everyone’s attention even more.

"Such a shame! Ye Qiu almost managed to finish off that guy just now."

"That old man doesn’t resemble an elder at all. He’s even more robust than us young ones. To think martial arts training could reach such a level—makes me want to take it up myself."

"For now, it’s best to focus on who can remain standing in the end; the current situation is too uncertain to predict a winner."

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"If you break through to the mythic realm, that earlier move of yours might actually kill me. But ultimately, you’re just a legendary fighter wielding a temporary mythic force—a pseudo-mythic warrior. You have no understanding of the gap between the legendary and mythic realms."

"Therefore, today, your death is inevitable. Your spiritual power attacks will no longer harm me!"

Wei Ziqing’s master declared with resolute confidence. Ye Qiu’s earlier spiritual power attack had been a sneak assault, catching him off guard. But moving forward, he would remain guarded. He could counter Ye Qiu’s attacks using his own spiritual power.

"You’re so certain?" Ye Qiu sneered coldly as he charged at the old man once again. Simultaneously, dozens of spiritual power needles materialized in the air, transforming into a rain of spiritual needles that all aimed at the old man.

The old man responded by using his own spiritual power to form a shield, blocking every needle outside.

For a moment, the air was filled with the sound of sharp objects clashing—clack, clack, clack.

Meanwhile, the two resumed their close-quarter combat, exchanging fists and kicks in rapid succession.

The fusion of spiritual power, physical stamina, and combat skills created a spectacle so dazzling that observers were left wide-eyed. Many weaker individuals couldn’t keep up with the motion, relying only on the echoing sounds to gauge the battle.

"Truly astonishing—a legendary fighter can contend with a mythic combatant at their peak in this manner. If he breaks through to the mythic realm, how terrifying would he become!" a senior Martial Artist from the Wang family marveled.

Everyone believed Ye Qiu’s prior battle where he slew the Liu Family’s War God marked the zenith of his power. Yet his confrontation with Wei Ziqing’s master revealed otherwise—Ye Qiu demonstrated spiritual and blackened techniques once more.

It felt as though Ye Qiu possessed countless hidden cards, always catching people off guard.

"If he shatters the mythic realm’s ceiling, he’ll likely be able to crush both of us single-handedly," Wang Family’s War God muttered begrudgingly. Deep down, he acknowledged that should Ye Qiu advance further, he would become an unparalleled force in the mythic realm, unmatched by even those on the threshold of higher realms. For now, though, the gap between Ye Qiu and Wei Ziqing’s master remained vast, making the outcome uncertain.

"Old Wang, given these two fighters, whom do you wish to see survive?" asked the senior Martial Artist of the Xu family.

Wang Family’s elder hesitated briefly, sensing the intent behind Xu Family’s War God’s question. If Ye Qiu survived, they would likely live under his shadow for years, unable to make any bold moves. Yet if Wei Ziqing’s master survived, based on both his temperament and exchanges with Ye Qiu, he appeared far less benevolent than Ye Qiu.

"If I had to choose, I’d pick Ye Qiu," the Wang family elder answered decisively.

"My thoughts are the same," Xu Family’s elder agreed.

As the two War Gods conversed, Ye Qiu and Wei Ziqing’s master had already exchanged thousands of moves. The old man was taken aback—contrary to expectations, Ye Qiu’s power hadn’t diminished due to his earlier blackening. Instead, he appeared to grow stronger as the fight progressed, his energy seemingly endless.

The old man couldn’t fathom how Ye Qiu achieved this, but he knew one thing: as long as he subdued Ye Qiu, he could extract answers from him.

A sly grin crept across the old man’s face as his strength suddenly shifted—a surge of pressure from a higher realm descended.

This power...

Ye Qiu’s expression stiffened. He could sense the old man tapping into forces beyond the mythic realm. This was a strength that alerted all the hairs on Ye Qiu’s body, filling him with a foreboding intuition—this was a threat he could not counter. If unleashed, it would spell a life-and-death crisis.

In a desperate moment of clarity, Ye Qiu acted—he couldn’t allow the old man to finish gathering his power.

Swish!

Ye Qiu shouted toward the old man, "Old fossil! Trying to use your full strength now? Feeling scared, are we?"

"Hmph, scared of you? Hardly. I simply don’t wish to waste any more time. Today, I’ll make sur—" The old man faltered as his pupils dilated. Before his eyes appeared his disciple, Wei Ziqing.

"Ziqing!"

Reaching out desperately, the old man was distracted—Ye Qiu seized the chance. Ignoring the outstretched hand, he pierced the old man’s chest with his sword.