The Suicidal Throat-locking Spear!

Fierce and deadly—these were the common descriptions of the Chen family's spear technique. Although Ou Yangming did not have a spear with him, he utilized his finger as a spear at that moment and perfectly released the spear intent.

Needless to say, if the dwarf had not mistaken Ou Yangming for a Supreme Great Ancestor and lost his guts, the "spear" could not have destroyed his armor of essential Qi.

This was the end of an utterly defeated person, who no longer had any fight left in him.

Ou Yangming moved as fast as lightning and attacked continuously by prodding the dwarf's body for about ten times.

Each time he prodded, the dwarf's body trembled violently, which was a result of the dwarf's meridian being broken.

After Ou Yangming stabbed his "spear" for roughly ten times, the dwarf lost all power to resist. It was as if he was left on a chopping board.

Ou Yangming reached out his hand to lift the dwarf, then he entered the forest on one side of the main road before he put down the enemy and asked, "Who are you? Why did you attack Hu Yicheng and the rest?"

The dwarf was as white as a sheet.

He was crippled of martial arts right after his meridians were broken, and the blow was unbearable. The higher one stood, the harder one fell; the dwarf felt more dead than alive at that moment.

Ou Yangming scoffed. "You're from the martial arts world too, so I'm sure you're aware of the countless interrogation methods. Would you like me to use them on you?"

The dwarf shuddered with fear, which made it evident that he was thinking about how ruthless the methods were.

He opened his mouth and expressed bitterly, "Senior, I was obsessed because I didn't know you were secretly protecting them. Now that I've made such a huge mistake, I'll be grateful if you could end me quickly."

Ou Yangming forced a smile. "Is that so? Let me ask you—what exactly are you trying to snatch from them?"

The dwarf widened his eyes. "You! It was you! It was you who heard our conversation…"

"So what if it was me?" Ou Yangming could not help but laugh.

"Yes, so what if it was you…" The dwarf's eyes darkened, and he smiled miserably. "I was born a thief, and I've killed numerous people, so it's karma that I ended up like this… But I'm not resigned to this…"

As soon as the dwarf's voice died away, he suddenly looked up, and his initially lifeless eyes began to show an intense red color. In particular, his eyeballs became so red that they were frightening.

Ou Yangming quivered because he sensed an extremely odd yet forceful mental power being released, and it instantly enveloped him.

It was a mental power attack.

A similar description could be found from the various Inheritance Lights in the Ni family's spiritual world, but Ou Yangming never thought anyone could perform it.

Mental power was different from martial arts cultivation. Its greatest feature was it being invisible, and it was much more difficult to cultivate and control it as compared to practicing martial arts.

While the Ni family introduced this as part of their legacy, it was merely an introduction. As such, the content regarding the way to gather mental power for physical attacks was left empty.

It was as though there was a vague power barrier in this world, where unique skills that should not exist were fully masked.

Even for a mighty figure like Elder Universe, he could only move Heaven and Earth's spiritual power through his mental power to display its might through the form of a strong wind.

As for the method of directly attacking with mental power, it was almost considered a lost art.

Nonetheless, Ou Yangming sensed it from the dwarf.

Next, peculiar mental energy appeared in his sea of consciousness.

The energy kept dancing in his consciousness, and it released tremendous power to destroy his consciousness.

Yes, it was a mental power that bore a destructive aura. Once it entered Ou Yangming's sea of consciousness, it immediately displayed the most primitive fearsome might.

"How dare you profane my warrior! You damn Humans! Go to hell… Hey? Why is your mental power so great? This is impossible… How can someone like you exist in this world!"

A bizarre and mad roar echoed in Ou Yangming's sea of consciousness.

The destructive mental power transformed into a storm, which was about to tear down everything.

Nevertheless, Ou Yangming was not going to wait to be captured with his hands tied even though it was his first time encountering such an event. He swiftly operated his mental power, which he had been tempering every day, forming a massive power in his sea of consciousness to resist the enemy's power.

Ou Yangming shivered a little because he sensed the strong determination from the foreign power. It was far from what he could compare, and the willpower seemed to carry a threatening might to destroy Heaven and to destruct Earth.

Despite that, Ou Yangming was glad that the foreign willpower in his sea of consciousness was not a whole, but an insignificant part of its original state.

The boundary difference between Ou Yangming and his enemy was probably Heaven and Earth apart, but there was also a great disparity between their powers.

An elephant could stomp a rat to death, but what if it was only a piece of the elephant's meat, which was only the size of a fingernail? The meat would likely become a delicious meal for the rat.

Ou Yangming possessed 40 Points of strong mental power, but he could not release its corresponding might in most situations. This time, his mental power's mightiness was somehow vividly displayed.

"Boom…"

A thunderous explosion was heard in Ou Yangming's sea of consciousness as the two different mental powers clashed.

The mental power that was released by Ou Yangming formed thick substance-like walls in his consciousness to trap the foreign power.

Though the strange foreign willpower stirred up a horrifying mental storm, it failed to shake Ou Yangming's determination.

After all, Ou Yangming had walked the Testimony Path, and his resolution could not be matched by an ordinary person.

Once their mental powers clashed hard several times, the queer foreign will showed signs of crumbling.

That said, just as Ou Yangming sighed a breath of relief, he noticed an enormous change in his sea of consciousness.

The mental storm, which was controlled by the foreign drive, was not only powerful, but it was also unpredictable. After it identified that Ou Yangming's mental power was out of the ordinary, it changed its combat method right away.

With that, the vigorous mental storm transformed into a gentle and untouchable trickling water, which began to flow in all directions in the sea of consciousness.

In terms of a military, the mental power was breaking up into different parts as it avoided the frontal battlefield and adopted guerilla warfare instead.

Ou Yangming felt extremely troubled because he had never stumbled upon something like this.

The young fellow had tried his best to adjust his mental power to encircle the enemy, but no matter how he tried to contain the foreign force, his enemy could always find loopholes to escape. In the end, Ou Yangming's efforts were in vain.

He was even more shocked that the willpower did not weaken after the continuous fight; it became stronger instead.

The battleground was Ou Yangming's sea of consciousness, and it was supposed to be a favorable spot for him to fight because his lost power could be constantly replenished. Theoretically, the foreign mental power was like floating duckweed, and it should be worn out bit by bit until it completely vanished in the end.

Who knew, in the real battle, the mental power that was controlled by this determination was so wonderful that it was beyond Ou Yangming's imagination.

The mental power was ever-changing. After it realized it could not damage Ou Yangming's consciousness in the form of a strong wind, it went from being rigid to being soft. While the power avoided frontal attacks, it kept finding weak points to counterattack too. Moreover, each time it attacked, it could gain something.

Once the willpower crushed Ou Yangming's scattered mental power, it absorbed them for its use, which was how it strengthened itself.

Ou Yangming was in despair when he figured it out.

In the face of the foreign willpower, Ou Yangming's way of maneuvering his mental power was like an immature baby. As great as his mental power was, he could not eliminate his enemy.

It was similar to when he and He Liangce came across the big multicolored tiger in the immense forest. The big tiger was certainly better in strength, but as long as they stayed in the integration of Heaven and man, they could seize the opportunity and succeed.

"Heh, not bad, your mental power is impressive. You're truly a genius to have cultivated so far in the world!" The freakish voice was heard once more. "You're much better than that trash. Now, your body belongs to me!"

Ou Yangming sat on the ground, but he was already drenched in sweat, so much so that his clothes were soaked.

No signs of the fight between mental powers could be seen on the surface, but it was a hundred times more dangerous and horrifying than a life-or-death battle between martial arts powerhouses.

The winner would gain complete victory while the loser would perish; there was no chance for the defeated person to rise again.

Ou Yangming felt like he could already see his end. No matter how hard he tried to trap his enemy, he could not remove the foreign spiritual will. Instead, it slowly grew bigger, and he knew he would be defeated once it reached a certain point.

'I'm not reconciled at all… I'm not resigned to this!'

Ou Yangming clenched his fists as he was set on not ending this way.

His mental conception surged out like a flood, and his intense feeling of unyielding spirit was at the peak.

An even more mysterious power was awakened from the deepest point in Ou Yangming's sea of consciousness.

A faint purple luster was emitted, causing his consciousness to be brightly lit like daytime.

"This is… No…"

The weird voice stopped, and it could not be heard anymore as if it was slashed by a sharp blade.

The purple light kept squeezing into the center, where it gathered every bit of the foreign power.

Eventually, when the purple light disappeared, a transparent crystal ball floated in Ou Yangming's sea of consciousness.