The Arhat Fist Force pushed forward rapidly. As soon as the seemingly powerful force came into contact with Hell's Gate, it distorted and disappeared, as if half of it was absorbed.
Splash!
The seawater beside Hell's Gate instantly boiled, and another huge spiritual energy storm emerged from within. It even brought with it a series of roars, and the surface of the sea was no longer calm, with waves rolling and tumbling.
"Die!"
The old man's expression changed drastically, and his voice was filled with extreme killing intent. Those threads suddenly straightened and stabbed at Ye Lingchen like a sword.
Ye Lingchen tilted his body and narrowly avoided it. However, he was still grazed by it, and a cut appeared on his left arm. The wound was extremely hot, as if it was being roasted by flames.
Apart from his arm, his calf was also cut, and blood flowed out.
However, he ignored it and threw another punch at Hell's Gate.
Hum!
The whirlpool at the Gate of Hell suddenly trembled, and then rapidly expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye. The ripples of the whirlpool became even more obvious, and the spiritual energy surged out like a raging dragon.
Boom!
A dull roar came from that part of the sea. Following that, the seawater around Hell's Gate shot up into the sky, forming a huge water column!
Splash, splash, splash!
The seawater was no longer calm. The waves set off were more than a meter high, and the frequency was getting faster.
Those two simple punches made Hell's Gate extremely unstable, and the opening speed was pushed forward by at least a month!
If there were three months of preparation time, they could barely make it in time. However, if there were only two months left, it would be too late. After all, once Hell's Gate was opened, they would have to face the frenzied attacks of the creatures in the Void Realm.
That undoubtedly ruined the old man's wishful thinking.
"Damn it, you deserve to die!"
The old man roared, curled his palm into a claw, and clawed at Ye Lingchen's neck like an iron hook.
Ye Lingchen, on the other hand, smiled and dove into the water like a fish. Relying on his Water Spirit Constitution, he was like a fish in water. Moreover, he swam around Hell's Gate, and the old man could not do anything to him.
Just as the two of them were in a stalemate, the waves grew bigger and bigger, eventually exceeding ten meters. Moreover, the waves came one after another, and Ye Lingchen and the old man were like ants, struggling under the storm.
Tsunami!
And it was a heavy tsunami!
The abnormal expansion of the Hell's Gate had broken the original balance. The overflowing spiritual energy had caused a tsunami. In the face of the power of heaven and earth, human strength seemed extremely insignificant. Even though the old man was a King, he was no exception.
"Old Tortoise, let's go!"
Ye Lingchen let out a low grunt, and the man and the tortoise quickly returned.
The environment was beneficial to them. As for the old man, he was in a rather sorry state. The old man had been standing on the surface of the sea since he appeared. As Ye Lingchen expected, he was not good at swimming and his strength was greatly reduced in the sea.
"Die!" The old man's eyes were bloodshot as he roared and chased after him.
However, in the next moment, a huge wave came crashing towards him. It was like a huge palm with astonishing power.
The old man raised his hand and waved his palm. His entire body bore through the waves, but in the next moment, another huge sea blue pounced toward him. This time, it was even more ferocious than before.
Ye Lingchen looked back with a hint of a smile in his eyes. The Immortal Cultivation spiritual energy in his body circulated wildly, and the Water Spirit Constitution manipulated the seawater to attack the old man.
Ever since his Immortal Cultivation reached the intermediate level, he had been cultivating for half a month. That half a month was equivalent to more than a hundred days of cultivation before. The spiritual energy in his body had more than doubled, and coupled with his intermediate Water Spirit Constitution, it was still possible for him to put the old man at a disadvantage.
"I'm so unlucky!"
The old man's heart was in turmoil. His expression was getting uglier and uglier. It could be said that he was extremely aggrieved. He noticed that there were very few waves on Ye Lingchen's side. Even if there were, they were just small waves. On the other hand, the waves he encountered were all huge and extraordinarily powerful. Even with his strength, he began to pant heavily. "These waves are so fierce."
He looked at Ye Lingchen, who had already pulled away from him, and his eyes were extremely gloomy. He stepped on the waves and increased his speed by a notch.
At that moment, Ye Lingchen had already entered China's waters and was getting deeper and deeper.
Just as Ye Lingchen was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the old man suddenly leaped into the air. There were countless threads wrapped around his body. Those threads were twisting, and from a distance, it looked like a spider web had formed on the old man's body.
Ye Lingchen took a glance and immediately felt his scalp go numb. He could not help but increase his speed of escape with Old Tortoise.
The old man stared at Ye Lingchen's figure from mid-air. His eyes were as cold as a knife.
He slowly spread out his hands, and the threads around him immediately gathered at the center of his palms. They were densely intertwined with each other, and not long after, they condensed into a three-inch-long scimitar in his hand.
"Die!"
The old man narrowed his eyes and swung both his hands. The scimitar cut through the void like a flash of white light, slashing toward Ye Lingchen!
The huge sense of crisis made Ye Lingchen's hair stand on end. His blood froze, and even his scalp went numb.
At that moment, he dared not hold back. The spiritual energy of immortal cultivation surged, causing countless waves to slap the scimitar. Meanwhile, he mobilized all his spiritual energy to condense the strongest punch he could muster and blasted it toward the scimitar.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
The scimitar was like a hot knife through butter. The mighty waves were easily broken through layer by layer like tofu, and finally collided with Ye Lingchen's fist force.
Boom!
Under the deafening roar, the fist force also collapsed in an instant. The scimitar dimmed slightly, but it still slashed toward Ye Lingchen!
The corner of Ye Lingchen's eyes twitched wildly. He mobilized all the muscles in his body and could only hope that the Eight Extremities Brute Training could block that blow. However, the possibility … was slim.
In that situation, it was like using an ordinary person's flesh and blood to block a sword. It was already good enough to survive.
The scimitar cut through the sky, stinging his eyes. The next moment, the scene shook slightly, and Old Tortoise's huge figure blocked in front of Ye Lingchen. The scimitar mercilessly bombarded Old Tortoise's shell, pushing the man and the tortoise several feet away.
"Old Tortoise." Ye Lingchen's expression changed drastically. He looked at Old Tortoise, and his vision suddenly became blurry.
In the middle of its thick shell, there was a huge wound of three inches in size. The wound was extremely hideous, and blood was gurgling out. Along the wound, cracks spread out one by one, and it was a ghastly sight.
"I'm fine. Let's go," Old Tortoise said weakly, its limbs struggling to move.
Ye Lingchen did not say a word and rushed back with Old Tortoise.
Now was not the time to be sentimental. He had to rush back to treat Old Tortoise's injury as soon as possible. He could feel that Old Tortoise's vitality was rapidly draining, and it would not last much longer …
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