I Can Gain One Skill Point Per Second

Chapter 1031: Chapter 1031: The One Favored by Fate

The taunting words of the Fu Xi Talisman were like sharp blades that ignored all defenses and inflicted real damage, falling onto the heart of the God of Soul Gathering.

Only at this moment did he realize why he was accidentally harmed by his own teammates.

So it was the special ability of the Fu Xi Talisman again.

”You dare not even face me now, how can you, a cowardly turtle, expect to be my master? Feel your chest and ask yourself, are you worthy?”

Lin Yi, who had activated the [Seventy-Two Transformations] skill, was casually watching the spectacle from the side in the guise of a stone while the Fu Xi Talisman hadn’t fully activated its perception.

”Kid, do you have the confidence? This guy isn’t easy to deal with, right?”

Is he, somewhat?

Lin Yi couldn’t help but beat his own chest nervously.

No exaggeration, even without directly confronting the Fu Xi Talisman, just observing the battle from the side, his heart felt as if it was struck by adrenaline, pounding fiercely in his chest.

Is the Fu Xi Talisman just hard to deal with? It’s practically a walking cheat code, isn’t it?

First, the defense skill must be constantly activated to respond to attacks that could erupt from anywhere.

Next, one must be cautious with their ultimate move.

If you’re not careful, the ultimate move might fall upon yourself.

And this move is extremely impossible to resolve, at least, the God of Soul Gathering hasn’t found a way to counter it yet.

”Big brother, you must be joking. Fighting against this guy, at most, I can use [Light and Shadow Interweaving] to wrangle with him. But if I want to inflict any substantial damage, I really have no confidence.”

”Under the empowerment of Multi-Casting, the output of my skills is terrifying, one wrong step, and I’d be done for. Even if the so-called opportunity arises, I wouldn’t have the courage to seize it.”

Lin Yi was never one to fear death.

But neither was he a fool who would fight to the death knowing he couldn’t win.

His concern is not without reason.

How to cause effective damage remains unknown, and venturing in highly uncertain circumstances is extremely unwise.

”Heh, you’re quite honest, kid, but how can a man say ’can’t’?”

After a simple quip, Wo Zhiqi spoke words that made Lin Yi incredibly excited.

”Indeed, normal people can’t find Fu Xi Talisman’s weakness, but I am not ordinary.”

”Normal people cannot cope with its abilities when confronting the Fu Xi Talisman; typically, after a few rounds, their lives hang by a thread. But not me.”

”Some years ago, after learning of its owner’s fall and its whereabouts, I tried to tame it. But the strength it displayed was too overwhelming, even for me, leading to inevitable failure.”

Wo Zhiqi did not hide his failure, directly recounting what happened then:

In this world, there’s no truly invincible method. When facing the Fu Xi Talisman, it seems one can only respond passively, but in reality, now is the best time to make a move.

Its mode of attack, honestly, is reminiscent of your [Light and Shadow Interweaving].

Unleashing one’s power at the desired location is much easier than diverting someone else’s attack.

Even the Fu Xi Talisman cannot frequently use its move to alter opponent’s attacks in a short time.

Upon hearing Wo Zhiqi’s explanation, Lin Yi instantly felt enlightened.

This really is quite similar to his own [Light and Shadow Interweaving].

Facing opponents of similar strength, Lin Yi must completely decipher their information before forcibly shifting their position when they’re unguarded.

The blow just now from the Fallen God Array was far beyond what a typical upper-rank god’s divine power could achieve.

Turning such an attack is no easy feat.

Even the Fu Xi Talisman, which is claimed to control the real world, can only manage it once within ten minutes.

But that one chance is enough.

Judging from how cautious the God of Soul Gathering is now, it’s clear he doesn’t dare to let his subordinates use an ultimate again.

If another mistake is made, and the attack falls on his own head again, the God of Soul Gathering’s life would surely end.

Plus, in the current dire state of gathering, he knows recklessly making a move now could mean his death at the hands of his own people; he doesn’t dare to gamble nor feels qualified to do so.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t be hiding in the formation like a cowardly turtle.

”Exactly, as you understand, his skill has a downtime. At this moment, envelop yourself entirely with divine power before engaging, and you can subdue it.”

Wo Zhiqi said, looking pleased with himself.

”In this world, there’s no absolute power that dominates all, just psychological warfare to fool people. Let’s just wait. When those guys are all down, we make a move. Aren’t you looking for level and a Lifebound Divine Artifact? Here’s a once-in-a-thousand-years chance.”

Previously a worry, now in Lin Yi’s eyes, the upper-rank god team was no longer a hassle but a pie falling from the sky, a rare opportunity.

If all these resources were to be claimed by him, the enhancement they’d bring is unimaginable.

”Thank you, big brother, for sharing the secret. So, what we need to do is wait?”

Lin Yi’s smug expression drew a couple of quips from Wo Zhiqi and the Great Saint.

Yet, they both were inwardly filled with envy.

Especially Wo Zhiqi.

Even at his peak, he never obtained the right to use the Fu Xi Talisman.

But today, Lin Yi might just succeed.

Knowing some of the Fu Xi Talisman’s information does make dealing with it not as difficult as before.

How far will such a fortunate person go in the future?

Not even the Great Saint, nor Wo Zhiqi can easily imagine.

But one thing he saw quite clearly:

In the future, Lin Yi’s achievements are bound to surpass his own.

The suffering of the God of Soul Gathering is all too evident.

Those mighty from the Immortal King’s faction could only defend ceaselessly.

They dare not gamble.

The methods of the Fu Xi Talisman are bizarrely excessive, and they dare not relax, fearing the shield isn’t sturdy enough, getting broken by the Fu Xi Talisman in the next moment.

”What, you won’t continue to confront me? Weren’t you asking for my submission? Why so timid, if you truly lack the guts, Gathering, kneel and beg me, really, just kneel and say, ’Grandfather Fu Xi Talisman, it was my mistake,’ and I’ll immediately let everyone leave the Secret Realm unharmed. How about that?”

What!? There’s such a good deal?!

This proposal, of course, was not considered by Gathering.

But it was different for the gods manning the formation behind him.

After all, it wasn’t them kneeling to plead, as long as the leader admitted his fault, everyone present could leave safely. Why not?

The old saying goes, ”Where there’s life, there’s hope.”

Losing so much high-end combat power in one go would surely distress the Immortal King.

Leaving the Secret Realm safely with everyone amid underestimation and unclear intelligence, isn’t this a monumental achievement?