Chapter 92

Chapter 92

The High Priest was clearly faster by a significant margin. By the time Qin Han’s toes barely touched the sandy shore, the High Priest was already less than ten meters away from him. With a swift motion, the High Priest unleashed a palm strike infused with lightning, aiming to crush Qin Han.

At the critical moment— "Nightmare!"

Whoosh!

A horse, as if born from the Demon Realm, materialized out of thin air.

Boom!

The force of the palm strike slammed squarely onto the horse’s hindquarters.

"Hmph, so you have a mount? But what of it? Mortal steeds are mere flesh and blood—how could they possibly withstand my strike?"

Yet in the next instant, the High Priest’s eyes widened in shock.

Nightmare, having taken the full brunt of the attack, merely flicked its hind hooves in annoyance before trotting over to Qin Han.

"It’s completely unharmed?"

The High Priest froze momentarily before exclaiming in astonishment, "Could this be another Unique Treasure-level horse?"

Qin Han remained silent, swiftly mounting Nightmare. His response to the High Priest came in the form of arrows slicing through the air, accompanied by a barrage of skills from the Witch Poison Pearl.

Deadly Poison! HP Regeneration reduction!

Neurotoxin! Paralyze the enemy’s reflexes!

Poison Barrier Aura! Movement speed debuff!

Yet, to his dismay, the High Priest’s true form was undoubtedly that of a highly resistant monster. Even under the effects of such potent toxins, his strength was barely diminished by ten percent. Instead, the poisonous skills left the High Priest’s body streaked with lurid hues of red and green, fueling his rage even further. His attack frequency even increased noticeably.

Fortunately, Nightmare’s speed was now far greater than before its upgrade.

Nightmare Horse: The sole growth-type divine horse. (Unique Treasure)

The most aloof divine steed in existence, recognizing only one master in its lifetime. Should its master perish, it will self-destruct in loyalty.

Base movement speed scales with the master’s growth.

Speed boost: 100%.

Infinite stamina.

Can walk on water.

Immortal unless self-destructing.

The faster Qin Han’s base speed, the faster Nightmare became. Previously, the High Priest had been slightly faster, but now, mounted on Nightmare, Qin Han’s speed surged dramatically, far surpassing the High Priest’s.

The open expanse of the beach granted Qin Han ample space to maneuver, free from the fear of being overtaken. With this advantage, he immediately began counterattacking, loosing arrows in rapid succession as if they cost nothing.

The High Priest’s HP began to decline steadily.

On the shores of Thunder Lake, the High Priest was struck by arrow after arrow, his fury mounting with each hit.

"Do you think keeping your distance means I can’t retaliate?"

"Today, I’ll show you the true power of lightning!"

As he spoke, the High Priest suddenly raised his hand. Under the moonlight, a black cloud coalesced in the sky, crackling with arcs of electricity.

In an instant— A bolt of lightning, as thick as a sapling, came crashing down toward Qin Han!

The blinding purple lightning engulfed the spot where Qin Han stood, leaving behind a smoldering crater in its wake.

At the Altar, the gathered crowd watched from above, holding their breaths. The High Priest’s display of power drew gasps of awe.

"The High Priest is truly formidable! To summon lightning—he is no different from a deity!"

"Indeed, that provocateur is truly overestimating himself, daring to oppose the High Priest. With this strike of lightning, he’ll probably be reduced to ashes."

Tiger Cub and the others wore expressions of deep concern. They had known the High Priest was powerful, but they hadn’t expected him to be this strong. Could that young hero, who slaughtered guards as easily as chickens, really be unable to withstand it?

Li Yang’s gaze flickered unpredictably, even glancing subconsciously at Elder Lei and the others, as if some alternative plan was forming in his mind.

Suddenly, someone exclaimed, "He’s not dead! He’s completely unharmed!"

On the beach, dozens of meters from where the lightning had struck, Qin Han sat astride Nightmare, his expression betraying not a hint of surprise.

The High Priest was stunned. "You actually dodged my Thunderous Wrath? How can a mortal be faster than lightning? Not even a Unique Treasure should allow that!"

Qin Han offered no explanation, simply raising his hand to continue firing.

Internally, he scoffed.

Thunderous Wrath, my ass. It’s nothing more than an intermediate-level lightning technique.