Chapter 495: Chapter 494: A Trace of Cold Light
Seeing the Soul-Breaking Spear in Wang Yan’s hand, the Snake Soul couldn’t help but tremble. For some reason, he seemed to feel a deep fear rising from the depths of his soul.
The Snake Soul hurriedly widened his eyes and looked at the Soul-Breaking Spear in Wang Yan’s hand.
Upon closer inspection, the Snake Soul found that the spear in Wang Yan’s hand seemed extremely ordinary, even looking rather inconspicuous.
At that moment, the fear in the Snake Soul’s heart vanished instantly, disappearing so quickly as if it had never appeared, causing the Snake Soul to have an illusion that the fear just now was completely nonexistent.
The Snake Soul couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief, curling his lips, and said, “Is this your Second Soul Skill? Just this broken spear?”
Wang Yan smiled faintly and said, “That’s right, but it’s not a broken spear, it’s a Soul-Breaking Spear.”
After speaking, Wang Yan slowly raised his arm, lifting the Soul-Breaking Spear in his hand. The dark spear tip aimed at the Ten Thousand Headed Serpent, and the black cherry blossom on the spearhead gently swayed in the wind.
Although the Snake Soul was not afraid of the Soul-Breaking Spear, the Ten Thousand Headed Serpent had already recoiled. At this moment, being pointed at by the Soul-Breaking Spear made it curl up in fear.
The Snake Soul was suddenly furious and shouted, “Bastard, attack him, eat him.”
Feeling the Snake Soul’s anger, the Ten Thousand Headed Serpent couldn’t help but stop retreating. After hesitating for a moment, it finally began to stretch its body with difficulty and moved towards Wang Yan.
Even though it was moving forward, it was extremely slow, with all ten thousand snake heads filled with fear, staring at the Soul-Breaking Spear in Wang Yan’s hand.
Originally, Xiahou Que saw Wang Yan brandishing the Soul-Breaking Spear and immediately sneered in his heart, as the Soul-Breaking Spear looked really unremarkable, just an ordinary iron spear.
But seeing how terrified the Ten Thousand Headed Serpent was, Xiahou Que couldn’t help but start to fret.
On the other hand, Toyota Shouzou, with a glint in his eye, immediately realized the situation was not right, hurriedly waving his hand.
Beside him, there were more than a dozen Japanese Samurai who had just escaped from Ouyang Feiting’s Cloud-Piercing Rocket. At Toyota Shouzou’s gesture, they quickly stepped forward to lift him and urgently retreated down the mountain.
At that moment, the Ten Thousand Headed Serpent, under the urging of the Snake Soul, reluctantly charged towards Wang Yan.
The people behind Wang Yan, at this moment, had their hearts in their throats. Even Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting, having witnessed the earth-shattering power of the Soul-Breaking Spear, were still filled with worry.
After all, the Ten Thousand Headed Serpent was too terrifying, too powerful, and it remained unharmed under Ouyang Feiting’s powerful assault. Given Wang Yan’s Soul-Breaking Spear, which was not even close in size to any of the serpent’s heads, how could it possibly win?
Under the gaze of everyone, anxious and uneasy, the Ten Thousand Headed Serpent was already bearing down on Wang Yan like a massive mountain.
Then Wang Yan snorted coldly, tilted the Soul-Breaking Spear, focused his eyes, and shouted as he thrust the spear forward.
The moment the Soul-Breaking Spear emerged, it initially appeared as a cold gleam, and then the spear shot forth like a dragon, rolling and tumbling.
Where the spearhead passed, as it rubbed against the void, it made a harsh “squeak” sound, which echoed in the valley, buzzing and ringing, reaching the ears of everyone on the surrounding mountains, making them feel as if their eardrums were about to burst. Instinctively, everyone hurriedly covered their ears.
Xiahou Que gritted his teeth, refusing to cover his ears, but he could only endure for a few seconds before blood seeped from his ear canals.
Startled, Xiahou Que dared not pretend any longer, quickly raising his hands, tightly covering his ears.
In this brief time, Wang Yan’s Soul-Breaking Spear had already thrust out a distance of ten feet. At this moment, the Soul-Breaking Spear looked entirely different from afar.
The black cherry blossom on the spearhead was constantly emitting black smoke, which attached itself to the spear shaft, rolling forward, making the Soul-Breaking Spear appear like a black dragon.
Seeing this, the Snake Soul was astonished, his eyes widening, because he saw within the black smoke, a soul seemed to be roaring and howling, and that soul’s cultivation level had reached the Demon King’s rank.
In fact, the Snake Soul did not recognize that this Demon King’s soul was the first person killed by the Soul-Breaking Spear—Second Senior Brother.
Even though he didn’t recognize it, a Demon King’s soul was enough to alarm the Snake Soul. The Snake Soul also knew that the moment had arrived for the life-and-death struggle; still holding back at this moment was truly uncertain of who would win.
Thus, the Snake Soul roared, suddenly rushing behind the Ten Thousand Headed Serpent, raising both palms, pressing them on the serpent’s back, pouring his Demon King power continuously into the Ten Thousand Headed Serpent’s body.
The previously hesitant Ten Thousand Headed Serpent immediately recovered its ferocity, roaring loudly, all ten thousand snake heads lifted high, lunging towards Wang Yan.
Several thousand of the snake heads from the Ten Thousand Headed Serpent leaned over, biting towards the Soul-Breaking Spear, while thousands of other snake heads bypassed the spear, biting towards Wang Yan.
Compared to the gigantic Ten Thousand Headed Serpent, the Soul-Breaking Spear was really too small, it looked like a needle piercing towards a giant beast.
Not to mention the thousands of snake heads, even a single snake head among them, it seemed that Wang Yan’s Soul-Breaking Spear might not pierce it to death.
Sure enough, Wang Yan’s thrust pierced one of the snake heads of the Ten Thousand Headed Serpent.
With a “puff” sound, the spearhead immediately pierced into the snake head, causing that snake head to instantly stop, its eyes widening, dying immediately.
However, to the Ten Thousand Headed Serpent, losing one snake head was truly trivial; nearly ten thousand other snake heads had already reached in front of Wang Yan, their massive fangs opening wide, ready to bite Wang Yan.
It looked like they intended to devour Wang Yan into pieces.
Seeing this, Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting screamed in fright, while Toyota Shouzou, who had just fled down the mountain, stopped excitedly, turning back to watch.
Seeing victory in sight, the Snake Soul laughed heartily, “Wang Yan, go to hell.”
But at that moment, Wang Yan appeared calm, with the Soul-Breaking Spear thrusting forward as he shouted, “Break——”
With this shout, one of the snake heads instantly collapsed and flew apart.
Seeing this, the Snake Soul still sneered dismissively and said, “Too late, it’s just one…”
But before he could finish his sentence, Wang Yan shouted again, “Break——”
“Break——”
“Break them all——”
Following these words, the Soul-Breaking Spear charged straight in, piercing through a snake head, then thrusting into the snake body.
The massive, mountain-like snake body, struck by the Soul-Breaking Spear, exploded with a thunderous boom, shattering into pieces.
Nearly ten thousand snake heads that surrounded Wang Yan flew wildly, shot far into the distance.
The Snake Soul standing behind the Ten Thousand Headed Serpent was shocked, his eyes widened, staring in terror at the scene before him.
At that moment, a cold glint passed through the serpent’s body, growing larger and larger in front of his eyes.