Chapter 162: Joining the Ranks of the Monstrous Talents

For this Dance of Death, Qin Chuan had developed three distinct techniques:
Lotus-Step Succession: Utilizing an ultra-high movement frequency to create the illusion of short-range teleportation, accompanied by flickering phantoms.
Flash-Dance Twin Strike: Building upon the Lotus-Step Succession, combined with the Blink skill to execute two rapid short-range projectile throws.
Ghost-Motion Dance: Also built upon the foundation of Lotus-Step Succession, allowing for continuous short-range movement that made the user look like a dancing ghost.
Although these three techniques consumed no spiritual power, they placed a tremendous burden on Qin Chuan's spiritual core.

The six assassins were completely wrapped in tight black attire, revealing only a pair of eyes.
They were exceptionally patient, waiting until night fell and visibility dropped to absolute zero before quietly closing in.
In the dead of night, the six figures seemed to melt into the surrounding darkness, appearing thoroughly eerie and sinister.
Qin Chuan had been sitting cross-legged and motionless, his consciousness-body continuously dancing within his spiritual core, completely unaware that night had fallen.

"Ding! Black Wind Cliff assassin detected, Level 50."
Qin Chuan snapped his eyes open, sensing a wave of intense murderous intent while realizing the pitch-black void surrounding him.
At that exact moment, six spiritual-snake swords silently pierced toward Qin Chuan.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
The six assassins simultaneously unleashed the spiritual technique—Spiritual Snake Protrudes Tongue. Six streams of sword qi, resembling venomous serpents, lunged at Qin Chuan's six vital spots.
These six sword qi attacks carried 150% attack power, inflicting over 4,500 points of damage.
Had all of them connected, Qin Chuan would undoubtedly have been finished on the spot.
Having cultivated for hundreds of years, these assassins possessed a tacit understanding and seamless coordination, virtually sealing off every possible escape route for Qin Chuan.

"Blink!"
With a blink, Qin Chuan shifted into mid-air, his aura erupting instantly.
"Intimidation!"
The moment this aura exploded, the minds of all six assassins trembled violently. Opening the throat chakra did not drastically increase overall attributes, but it significantly enhanced mental deterrence.
Under these conditions, Qin Chuan naturally sensed the positions of the six assassins, who were standing some five to six meters away from him.
Flashing the Dragon-Patterned Cold Crystal Sword in mid-air, Qin Chuan targeted one of the assassins and launched it directly as a projectile throw.
At this moment, Qin Chuan broke down the Flash-Dance Twin Strike, demonstrating remarkable operational flexibility.
The Dragon-Patterned Cold Crystal Sword tore through the air, and Qin Chuan activated Blink once more, closing the distance to arrive almost simultaneously with the blade.
The resulting visual effect made it look as though Qin Chuan had instantly flown through the air to deliver a piercing strike.
Blink was merely a supporting skill with zero offensive capability, yet through Qin Chuan's ingenious manipulation, it felt as though the skill had been endowed with lethal offensive power.
It had to be said that Qin Chuan was a man endowed with deeply creative thinking.
After all, skills are dead while humans are alive; knowing how to flexibly utilize skills is the true key to victory.
From sitting cross-legged to taking to the air, and from the air to the side of the assassin, Qin Chuan's movements completely defied the laws of reality, sending shockwaves through the hearts of all six assassins.
"Hiss!"
"This... How is this possible?"
"Damn it, how did he find me?"
Right at this moment, the eyes of the six assassins were filled with utter shock and disbelief.

"Ding! 60% deceleration effect triggered."
"Ding! Freeze triggered, duration three seconds."
A 75% freeze probability was indeed exceptionally reliable; with a single sword strike, Qin Chuan triggered the freeze effect, instantly coating the assassin in a layer of frost and stripping away his ability to conceal himself.
Simultaneously, five beams of purple light lit up the surroundings, accompanied by five synchronized roars: "Secret Technique—Dance of the Spiritual Snakes!"
These assassins were all seasoned veterans; this brief setback did not shatter their resolve.
Under the intimidation state, Qin Chuan could normally finish off an assassin with three strikes, but unfortunately, the current situation no longer afforded him the opportunity.
The five beams of purple light wriggled like spiritual serpents, dancing gracefully amidst the darkness.

"Ghost-Motion Dance!"
Surrounded by the five spiritual snakes, Qin Chuan employed his newly developed footwork, executing a series of unbelievable sways that pulled him out of the encirclement in the blink of an eye.
This maneuver stunned the entire arena once again.
"This..."
"This movement technique looks somewhat familiar, somewhat like Phantom Peerless, yet it's vastly different!"
"Why is this happening?!"
None of the five assassins could fathom why Qin Chuan was utilizing the exclusive inner-sect movement technique of Black Wind Cliff, and executing it to an even higher degree of mastery.
Their movement speed in the night reached over 3,300.
Even under the influence of the intimidation effect, they still retained a speed of over 3,150, yet they couldn't even touch a single hair on Qin Chuan's body.
The Dance of Death was not a skill, yet it surpassed skills, temporarily boosting Qin Chuan's speed.
Under these circumstances, Qin Chuan's speed was terrifyingly fast.
Breaking free from the encirclement, Qin Chuan whirled around with a Flow Strike, once again lunging at the frozen assassin.
Qin Chuan's maneuvers flowed like smooth clouds and running water, entirely unconstrained and full of effortless grace.
A golden-red flash sliced through the darkness, followed immediately by a miserable scream that sent cold sweat trickling down the spines of the remaining five assassins.

"Glide!"
"Heavy Strike!"
Having executed the first phase of Flow Strike, Qin Chuan immediately chained it with Glide, vanishing and reapplying pressure within the encirclement in the blink of an eye before unleashing the third phase—Heavy Strike.
"Bang!"
A deafening crash echoed out, and the targeted assassin was blasted into fragmented pieces.
"Ding! Obtained 250 merit points. Eliminated Black Wind Cliff assassin, additionally obtained 500 merit points."
"Ding! Slaughter effect triggered."
Having completed the Flow Strike sequence, Qin Chuan returned to his starting point, and his cooldowns refreshed accordingly.
At this moment, Qin Chuan moved in and out of the encirclement as if walking through an empty courtyard where no enemies existed.
The moment the slaughter state was triggered, Qin Chuan's momentum soared sky-high, while the five assassins felt as though they had plunged into an icy abyss.
"Heavens! He truly was concealing his strength—he is only Level 42!"
"To possess such ferocious combat prowess at Level 42, he is an absolute demonic genius!"
After this series of maneuvers, the five assassins finally realized something was terribly wrong, deepening their shock to unprecedented heights.

Fighting six assassins whose average level was eight tiers higher while sitting at Level 42, yet strolling as leisurely as if walking in a courtyard—this level of strength could definitively be called a demonic genius.
As the saying goes, geniuses are easy to find, but demonic talents are a once-in-an-era rarity.
Without realizing it, Qin Chuan had already risen into the ranks of these peerless monsters.
Facing this situation, the five assassins refused to retreat; instead, they launched a suicidal assault.
"For the honor of the assassins!"
......
Assassins regarded murder as their vocational duty and treated human lives as worthless grass—including their own.
The figures of the five assassins flickered in and out of visibility within the darkness, still posing a massive threat thanks to Phantom Peerless and their innate racial talents.
Unfortunately for them, they had crossed paths with Qin Chuan; under his slaughter state, evasion was utterly impossible.

"Lotus-Step Succession!"
When it came to eerie movement techniques, Qin Chuan had completely crushed these assassins, while also holding the absolute advantage in speed.
Therefore, Qin Chuan easily predicted the landing point of one of the assassins and drove his sword straight through the heart.
"Ah!"
"Ding! Critical hit triggered."
To the remaining four assassins, their comrade looked as though he had willingly delivered himself onto Qin Chuan's blade.
"Kill!"
Cold glares flashed in the eyes of the four assassins as they launched a frantic assault upon Qin Chuan.
"Swish, swish!"
The corners of Qin Chuan's mouth curved upward into a faint smile. Lotus-Step Succession activated once more, and he guided his longsword to thrust the corpse directly toward the four assassins.
"Puff, puff, puff!"
All four streams of sword qi struck the dead body, blasting it into countless pieces.
"If you choose to be assassins, you must have the resolve of assassins. Now, it's your turn."
Qin Chuan's calm, flat words felt like a summons from the underworld.
Accustomed to slaughtering without blinking, these assassins now found themselves shivering with primal dread in the face of Qin Chuan.
The aura emanating from Qin Chuan was far sharper and more piercing than their own, resembling a demon king walking among the mortal realm.
Thus, the final outcome held no surprises. Qin Chuan effortlessly finished off the remaining six assassins without even needing to release his ultimate secret technique.
With the Dance of Death at his disposal, Qin Chuan's combat power had ascended to an entirely new tier.

Standing in the distance, Zi Lanfeng spoke in a calm tone: "I am quite curious to see just how far he can go."
Standing respectfully a step below, Zi Feng smiled and replied, "Father, I cannot predict how far Qin Chuan will go, but Black Wind Cliff is certainly going to suffer an immense headache."
Having finished off his targets, Qin Chuan began walking back toward Purple Spirit City, knowing full well that the matter was far from over.
Sure enough, shortly after setting off, Qin Chuan encountered yet another assassin.
"Ding! Black Wind Cliff Bronze-Token Assassin detected, Level 51."