Top-level Qi Luck: Leading My Clan to Cultivate

At this moment, his hand clutching a Spirit Detonation Bead, he infused a stream of pure spiritual power into it.

Immediately after, the Spirit Detonation Bead started to turn a deep red.

Seeing this, he didn't hesitate and threw the Spirit Detonation Bead towards the black-robed man.

At that time, the black-robed man was still mired in the quagmire of attacks from the Monster Beast Souls.

However, he was constantly monitoring Lin Tianming's every move while contemplating countermeasures.

In the moment he saw the Spirit Detonation Bead, the black-robed man's complexion suddenly changed, revealing a look as if facing a formidable enemy.

Clearly, he knew the great power of the Spirit Detonation Bead, and even at the Ninth Level of Foundation Establishment, he didn't dare to directly withstand the damage from this treasure.

As he watched the Spirit Detonation Bead draw ever closer, the black-robed man grew slightly anxious.

He was still trapped in the morass formed by the Monster Beast Souls' assault, and the toll it took was not small; fighting his way out and escaping the beasts' entanglement would truly require a desperate effort.

Making up his mind, the black-robed man slapped his storage bag and pulled out a Second Order Medium-Quality Defense Artifact, placing it firmly in front of him.

Then, not feeling entirely secure, he hastily brought out several Second Order Talismans, forming two barriers in front of him again.

Seeing this, that the black-robed man brought out a Second Order Medium-Quality Defense Artifact and even needed to add a few Second Order Defense Talismans, Lin Tianming couldn't help but frown, feeling incredibly surprised.

After all, he had always had a considerable stockpile of expendables and Second Order Magical Artifacts were of extremely fine quality, giving him no small advantage in a fierce battle.

And this fight had revealed the black-robed man's wealth to be beyond his expectations.

A never-ending supply of magical artifacts, all of Medium to High Quality, coupled with what seemed to be an inexhaustible use of Second Order Talismans—contrasted with his own resources, Lin Tianming couldn't help but murmur to himself.

"Who is this guy, to be so incredibly rich!"

Regaining his focus, Lin Tianming's expression hardened, and his determination to quickly kill the black-robed man grew even firmer.

"Boom..." A loud explosion resounded.

The Spirit Detonation Bead, carrying a terrifying power and moving at an incredibly fast speed, pierced straight through the riddled barriers and slammed against the Defense Artifact summoned by the black-robed man.

Brilliant colors streaked across the sky, and suddenly the entire sky lit up brightly.

When the light had dissipated, the figure of the black-robed man was revealed.

He had been blasted dozens of feet away by the terrifying shockwave of the explosion.

Finally stabilizing himself, the black-robed man looked terrified, vomiting blood in mouthfuls, his face instantly turning pale.

Just that one strike had inflicted serious injuries on him, causing his power to decrease.

Furthermore, his Second Order Defense Artifact in hand had also sustained damage, resulting in a significant loss of spirituality.

Seeing this, Lin Tianming was overjoyed, and extremely satisfied with the power of the Spirit Detonation Bead.

He estimated that the power of the Spirit Detonation Bead was at least equivalent to two or three Second Order Superior Attack Talismans, indeed making it a rare consumable treasure.

But with only two of these beads, and having used up one already, he still hadn't critically injured the black-robed man.

Under such circumstances, he feared that relying solely on himself, without investing considerable effort, would still not be enough to kill the black-robed man.

With that in mind, Lin Tianming didn't hesitate, taking out another Spirit Detonation Bead, adeptly activating it, and then hurling it towards the black-robed man.

His actions were resolute, without a hint of regret.

At this sight, the black-robed man completely panicked.

He knew his injuries were serious, and that the Second Order Defense Artifact had also been damaged to various extents, causing a decline in its spirituality.

If he were to forcibly withstand another hit from the Spirit Detonation Bead, it was likely that the artifact would be utterly ruined.

And for himself, under the assault of the terrifying Spirit Detonation Bead, it was extremely probable that at least he would be severely wounded, losing his combat effectiveness, or at worst, it could cost him his life.

In his haste, disregarding his injuries, he began to flee.

However, after investing so much, Lin Tianming was not about to easily let go of the advantageous situation he had created.

At this point, as he watched the black-robed man flee in a panic, Lin Tianming's Tiangang Sword burst forth with a ray of Spiritual Light.

"Tiangang Sword Qi Sixth Sword!"

With a loud shout, he unleashed the Tiangang Sword Qi.

The combined power of the six swords was terrifying; it had speed and immense destructive force.

Charged with this powerful momentum, the Tiangang Sword Qi shot towards the black-robed man, relentlessly blocking his path.

As the saying goes, slow in speech but swift in action, the Tiangang Sword Qi was already inches away.

Besides, the Spirit Detonation Beads were getting closer and closer to exploding at any moment.

In this instant, the black-robed man finally felt the breath of death.

In such a desperate moment, the black-robed man was completely terrified.

Seeing that there was no escape, the black-robed man forcibly calmed himself and then held his Second Order Medium-Defense Artifact in front of him.

He knew very well that escaping at this stage was meaningless and would only hasten his death.

Better to resist fiercely against one attack; perhaps there was still a chance to live.

Therefore, he had to make the choice to stake everything and brace himself for the attack of the Spirit Detonation Beads.

At this moment, time seemed to stop, yet it also seemed to stretch on for a long time.

"Boom..."

Following a loud noise, the world was once again illuminated by a bright red light.

A few moments passed.

By then, tranquility had briefly returned to the heavens and earth.

"Cough cough..." A few faint coughs sounded.

Only when the dust had settled could one see the black-robed man lying on the ground, coughing while spitting blood, with his body already covered in scattered patches of fresh blood.

Looking around, the black-robed man was drenched in blood, his body riddled with wounds, and half of his arm had vanished, making his flesh a blurry mess, presenting a truly pitiable sight.

He lay on the ground with a sullen appearance, stubbornly raising his head and glaring at Lin Tianming with eyes that seemed intent on annihilating him.

But it was only a look, devoid of any real threat.

Seeing this, Lin Tianming let out a long sigh of relief.

In his view, the black-robed man was now gravely injured and had lost his fighting ability.

With such wounds, even if he did not continue to attack, the black-robed man had little hope of returning to his peak.

If not tended to swiftly, he would most likely die outright.

Under these circumstances, after depleting many precious treasures, he had finally achieved his goal.

At this moment, he finally relaxed, preparing to shift his attention to the battle not far away.

It was then that a scream pierced the air.

He hurriedly redirected his gaze and discovered the source of the scream.

Looking ahead, Xu Haiqiao, like a kite with its string cut, had crashed heavily into the marshland.

The soft mud simply couldn't withstand such a powerful force, resulting in Xu Haiqiao disappearing from view.

Several moments passed without a sign of Xu Haiqiao, nor could any breath be felt from him, as a torrent of blood gushed continuously from the hole.

The crimson blood, mixed with the dark mud, was starkly conspicuous.

Obviously, Xu Haiqiao's adversary had killed him with one strike, leaving no opportunity for him to struggle.

At this time, the plight of the Bloodthirsty Jiao nearby was equally tragic, with a large number of scales fallen off its body and more than a dozen wounds of varying depths bleeding on its back.

Gazing upon it, the Bloodthirsty Jiao's breath was weak, and its massive body lay half-prostrate on the ground, still groaning in pain.

Clearly, the Bloodthirsty Jiao was also deeply wounded.

Looking at the gravely injured Bloodthirsty Jiao, Lin Tianming's expression was dark, his eyes filled with murderous intent as he stared at the black-robed man.

However, he dared not act rashly at this moment.

After all, the Bloodthirsty Jiao was his Spirit Beast, and he was very familiar with its strength.

Together with the severely injured Xu Haiqiao, they had only held on until now, yet the situation was one dead and one critically injured.

And that injured black-robed Cultivator, with merely the Ninth Level of Foundation Establishment, already possessed such formidable strength.

Then how powerful must he be, having reached the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment?

It was clear that the black-robed man's strength was beyond imagination.