Rise to God with Life Skill Professions

Chapter 687 - 611: Crisis, A Life-or-Death Predicament

At the instant that figure gradually solidified, a vast pressure surfaced from its form and swept across this mist-shrouded, unfathomably mysterious space.

This pressure was like a mountain range, surging toward Qin An, making him feel as if he stood within a pitch-black, boundless sea.

And he himself was but a lone skiff upon that ocean, liable to be devoured at any moment by this terrifying pressure, not even a scrap of bone left behind.

"So that’s how it is—using a special Secret Technique to draw me here alone, forcing a one-on-one battle. That way you create the perfect chance to kill me. Truly, a fine little scheme you’ve plotted."

He was no fool; some things only needed a little thought for the other party’s intent to become clear.

And it was also obvious that to create this isolated opportunity, the other side had paid a considerable price.

Qin An said nothing, merely tightening his grip on the hilt of the Cold Star Saber, while driving the Void Essence in his body to the utmost, pushing himself into his peak state.

Before that figure had fully solidified, Qin An urged the Cold Star.

An invisible, colorless Void Essence, carrying killing intent and the aura of Reincarnation, condensed upon the blade.

A strand of saber qi, terrifying like a world-ending edge, burst forth from the Cold Star’s blade, bearing an unstoppable might as it roared toward that yet-unsolidified figure.

Strike first to seize the advantage; strike later and you suffer.

Qin An acted without the slightest hesitation. As his terrifying aura erupted, even this space trembled faintly, as though on the verge of shattering at any time.

Yet just then, that figure suddenly raised a hand, clenched it into a fist, and hammered straight toward the descending saber qi.

This punch was simple in the extreme, utterly ordinary, like a casual wave of the hand.

But the instant the punch was thrown, it stirred up a terrifying gust.

The howling gale rushed forth, locking the surrounding hazy mist in place as it crashed head-on into Qin An’s invisible, colorless saber qi.

"Boom!"

A deafening roar suddenly erupted.

Where the two forces collided, they roused boundless aftershocks that swept back in all directions.

Those aftershocks, as though capable of destroying heaven and earth, actually caused cracks to spread around them; even the space itself could not bear the impact.

The raging wind surged past, whipping Qin An’s robes into a furious flapping.

At that moment, Reincarnation’s voice rang out from within the Cold Star’s blade, tinged with a hint of urgency.

"It’s the Unity Realm, Qin An! His strength has risen to the Unity Realm—be extremely careful. Do not clash head-on. If you find a chance, leave this space at once."

Qin An did not reply.

He could also sense that terrifying aura on the other party, but at this moment there was nowhere left to retreat, so he might as well burn his boats.

Just as Qin An’s thoughts reached this point, that figure finally regained a human form, gradually becoming clear.

The Black Demon stepped forward, gazing at the mist-filled space around them, a trace of relief flashing in his eyes.

Only after paying such a tremendous price had he managed to seize this opportunity.

All this way he had moved with extreme caution; he hadn’t even dared fully relax while casting the Black Demon Rebirth Technique. Only now, upon seeing Qin An with his own eyes, did he truly set his mind at ease.

The Black Demon’s gaze swept over Qin An, the corner of his mouth lifting into a cold smile. "So you are the Savior Qin An, the one even Lord Celestial Demon keeps in mind. Your strength is indeed formidable. That strike just now—if a Tripod Aspiration Realm cultivator at Perfection were here, they would likely find it hard to withstand."

Qin An narrowed his eyes slightly and said faintly, "It seems you truly want my head. With such a heavy price, are you not afraid of failing to get what you want?"

The Black Demon burst into loud laughter, as if hearing a joke. "What nonsense are you spouting? Right now there are only the two of us here, and I am a powerful existence of the Unity Realm. If I wish to kill you, it’s nothing more than a flick of the wrist. How could you possibly stand against me?"

Qin An shook his head slightly. "There are many in this world who’ve wanted me dead, yet not one has succeeded. They’ve all already walked into the Yellow Springs. You wish to follow in their footsteps as well?"

As he spoke, Qin An raised the Cold Star and pointed it at the Black Demon. "Since you know I am the Savior who makes even the Heavenly Demon tremble, I’ll give you a chance. Kneel before me now and kowtow three times. Stop playing the lapdog for the Heavenly Demon, and I might just let you live."

Hearing this, the Black Demon shook his head. "Why put on such an arrogant act? I know you’re stalling for time, waiting for the duration of my Black Demon Rebirth Technique to expire, for my realm to fall before making your move. But you’ve miscalculated."

"The Black Demon Rebirth Technique has an extremely long duration. Even if I were to chat with you here for three days and three nights, it would not matter. As for you trying to escape this space—that is impossible. Stop chasing dreams that cannot be realized."

Qin An’s brows knit slightly.

His earlier words had indeed been meant to stall for time, but from the looks of it now, this Black Demon truly did not care in the slightest.

The Black Demon took in Qin An’s expression and stepped toward him at an unhurried pace. "Despairing, are you? Does it hurt? Unfortunately for you, no matter how much you despair now, even if you kneel and beg and wish to join Lord Celestial Demon’s banner—you still must die!"

"Once you’re dead, that group of Defenders will be nothing more than cornered rats, easily slaughtered at any time."

With each step the Black Demon took closer, that immense pressure grew ever more suffocating.

Qin An still gave no reply. Instead, he tightened his grip on the Cold Star’s blade, and the instant the Black Demon took another step forward, Qin An raised the Cold Star and cleaved a saber strike straight at him.