Chapter 146: Tense Standoff, Fierce Engagement!-Mass Job Change: My Skills Are All Forbidden Spells with a Ten Thousand Times Boost(By the banks of the Ruoshui River, the wine cups drift along the gentle current.)

"Very well, let us put it to the test. It has been many years since I last unleashed the full power of the Three-Sword Domain. You are the first human to ever face my full strength; to die under my blade is honor enough for a lifetime." Zhang Xifeng waved his hand, and the three swords vanished into thin air.

Lin Han sneered, "It is your privilege to die at my hands!"

As he spoke, Lin Han’s focus sharpened to an extreme, his "Eye of God" scanning the surroundings. The speed of the blades was so intense that the sound of them piercing the air had vanished entirely. Dealing with one sword would be difficult enough, but three was a different matter entirely. They could strike simultaneously from any angle, and at this speed, reaction was impossible. Furthermore, his "Mage God’s Burial" shield could no longer withstand a single direct hit. The power of the three blades had surged far beyond the mere twenty million in shield damage; one more strike would surely leave him severely crippled. While he could temporarily boost his mana to the Supreme tier using his exclusive talent, his health pool could never match that of a true Supreme-tier powerhouse. Zhang Xifeng, at level sixty-four, likely possessed hundreds of millions in health, while Lin Han, even with his shields, barely reached forty million.

There was no time for further thought; he had to react with everything he had. Lin Han’s expression grew grave as he pressed his palms together. Countless iron chains erupted from the void, wrapping tightly around his throne.

Defense!

His first priority was to seal the space around him completely, ensuring that even if the three blades broke through his barriers, they would pose no immediate threat.

"Playing the coward? Do you truly believe a defense of this level can withstand my strikes?" Zhang Xifeng pointed toward the iron chains. In an instant, the three swords wove through the sphere of metal, shattering the chains upon contact. Yet, the moment the layer broke, he discovered another one beneath it.

"Sir, I can slice through as many of these as you can conjure. If you continue to hide, you will never defeat me."

"While this protects you, it also prevents you from striking back," Zhang Xifeng continued. "Even if you drag this out, your defeat is merely a matter of time."

Lin Han chuckled. "Who said I cannot attack? To me, this is merely a defensive mechanism to prevent you from catching me off guard!"

As he finished speaking, several spears of world-ending destruction materialized in the air. Amidst the dark night, they glowed with a brilliant, blood-red light that stained the darkness.

"Conjuring spears outside your sphere?" Zhang Xifeng remarked with a hint of admiration. "A clever tactic. It allows you to protect yourself while still launching an offensive. But have you forgotten that you have walled yourself off completely? You cannot even see where I am. Or perhaps you think I am foolish enough to stand still?"

Zhang Xifeng shook his head, but suddenly, the spears shot through the air, aimed directly at him. He dodged instinctively, barely escaping the lethal strike, though a thin trail of blood appeared on his arm.

"How is that? I still managed to strike you."

"That will not happen a second time." Zhang Xifeng suppressed his aura, rendering it nearly imperceptible within the Three-Sword Domain.

"Such a masterful technique for concealing one's presence," Feihua exclaimed in awe. "If one were not paying absolute attention, it would be impossible to detect him nearby."

"The senior is in trouble now. By locking himself in that iron sphere, he has sacrificed his vision. Previously, he could rely on his domain to sense Zhang Xifeng’s position, but now that Zhang has suppressed his aura, the senior cannot afford to be distracted. If he focuses entirely on sensing the enemy, the iron sphere will likely become a weak point for the opponent to exploit."

Lin Han smiled. "You truly underestimate me. There is no need to embarrass yourself with such amateurish concealment."

"Hmph, whether it is embarrassing or not, why don't you see for yourself?" As Zhang Xifeng spoke, the spears that had pierced the ground suddenly trembled. One by one, they tore themselves from the earth, turned their tips toward Zhang Xifeng, and launched themselves at him with blinding speed!

*How is this possible?*

Zhang Xifeng retreated, his hands desperately grabbing two of the spears—with his three swords currently elsewhere, he had no choice but to use them as weapons! But the moment he touched the spears of destruction, a corrupting force began to devour his vitality.

He threw the spears aside and stared cautiously at the iron sphere. "To think you have such methods... you could sense even such a faint trace of my aura."

"That was just a warm-up. Watch yourself now!" Lin Han shouted, as more chains erupted from the ground, targeting Zhang Xifeng directly! The spears of destruction reformed in the air, pointing at him with murderous intent.

Lin Han knew clearly that his physical prowess was inferior to his opponent’s, and his understanding of forbidden spells was certainly not superior. To win, he had to fully exploit the power of his spells. This was why he had devised this strategy: using the vision provided by the Eye of God to attack remotely, while using the chains of the Apocalypse Judgment to protect himself. This allowed him to avoid the blades, launch his own attacks, and maintain a counter-strategy—if the three swords attacked him head-on, he would immediately know their position.

"Pierce!"

In an instant, the spears of destruction struck again, working in tandem with the Judgment chains to leave Zhang Xifeng with nowhere to turn. Zhang Xifeng’s face grew solemn. He extended his right hand, summoning one of his swords to sever the chains surging from below before clashing against the incoming spears. His swordsmanship was fluid and peerless.

However, the severed chains did not vanish; they simply continued to grow, lunging at him once more.

"How troublesome," Zhang Xifeng muttered. He summoned his second sword, his gaze turning vicious as he began to carve a path forward. He split the spears in two, one after another, driving relentlessly toward the barrier of chains that encased Lin Han. Yet, the chains beneath his feet were slashed away as quickly as they grew, cut so cleanly that he could not get a clear lock on the space around him.