The Cloudy Bronze Parasol in Chen Wentian's hand shattered to splinters of tal. Abbotess Liangs palm continued, pressing down in his body, flatting the ground around him.
Die! She cried, her eyes glinting with vicious satisfaction.
The ground beneath her phantasmal palm cracked and pancaked into a crater a hundred ters wide and fifty ters deep.
She lifted her palm, expecting to see a pool of blood and the leftover bits of an annoying gnat. Instead, she saw a small hole in the ground, wide enough for a person to escape through.
You cant run from ! She scread and shot high into the sky.
Her spiritual expanded rapidly and covered the land in all directions. A few monts, she found her target and charged down.
Chen Wentian erged from the ground a few hundred ters away. He had managed to escape inside the Giant Mole Worm. It, like Chen Mo, had arrived at the battlefield without being detected. It was too bad he couldnt use the worm forever. It was a living beast, not an apparition with a soul like the shadow fox. He could not replace it if it died. He could not keep on using the worm otherwise his opponent would catch on and eliminate it.
However, upon seeing Abbotess Liangs furious approach, he was forced to use it once more.
Boom!
The entire world shook as Abbotess Liangs gigantic purple fist slamd into where Chen Wentian once stood. A shockwave erupted from the impact point, sending waves of earth thirty ters tall that wiped away trees in all directions, sending broken trunks flying into the air.
The ground was liquified, pulverized. There was nothing left over bigger than a grain of sand. It was impossible for a Spirit Lord to survive such an attack.
Abbotess Liang landed and searched the debris. Once again, there was no blood or any sign of a dead body. Chen Wentian had escaped yet again.
She was about to fly into the air to search for him when a black cloud appeared out of nowhere and enveloped her.
It was the Shadow Realm!
Chen Mo, who had been destroyed, had been reford within Chen Wentians soul realm. The shadow fox was not alive so he could not be killed. He could co back again and again as long as Chen Wentian had soul power which he had in abundance.
Abbotess Liang screeched furiously, swiping at the absolute darkness around her.
This trick again! Useless! Ha!
Chen Mo struggled mightily to maintain the domain but he couldnt hold on. The black smoke was being destroyed with each passing mont. A Spirit King's power was too much. However, just like the first ti, he didnt need to for long.
Dugus 10th Sword, First Movent, Slash the World!
A crimson arc of blazing sword energy split apart the Shadow Realm. Ti montary stood still. The sun and the clouds seed to freeze. Supre sword intent appeared in the world, splitting apart everything that stood in its way.
The perfect sword slash split apart Abbotess Liangs purple avatar rapidly until her true body was finally revealed. When the sword intent reached her unprotected skin, it erupted in a beautiful fountain of blood.
Ayyeeee! She stumbled backward, clutching at her chest.
A bloody diagonal cut lay across her entire upper body. But although was bleeding profusely, it failed to cut through even her organs.
When she realized she was still okay, she burst out laughing, Is this all you have? Not enough!
Epheral purple clothes wrapped around her body again and she charged.
Chen Wentian brandished the Sumrs Dance and launched his second attack. The orange sword stabbed out with supre sword intent.
Dugus 10th Sword, Second Movent, Pierce the Heavens!
A searing spear shot out, seeking to burn and pierce everything, even the heavens. It combined the sword intent within Dugus 10th Sword with the flas of the Spirit Lord fire wolf into a perfect instrunt of destruction.
Too slow!
Abbotess Liang moved with unnatural speed. Although she could not track the actual stab, she already saw Chen Wentian's hand movents. She instinctively shifted to the side, leaving the attack to pass harmlessly through her purple avatar instead of her true body.
With nothing else blocking her way, she closed the distance and launched a continuous stream of attacks. Her wounds were forgotten, her weariness no longer a concern. She didnt care about conserving energy. She didnt care about her journey back. She simply wanted to kill this annoying ant that kept pestering her!
Die!
A series of punches slamd down. Sumrs Dance bore the brunt of the attacks and eventually broke.
Die!
A pattern of palm strikes and kicks followed. Chen Wentian took out the Winters Sun to block. He barely managed to survive but sacrificed the ice-blue sword to do so.
Hurry up and die! Abbotess Liang scread.
The Crashing Cot set crumbled next after having absorbed enough damage to slay a normal Spirit Lord.
Die! Die! Die!
A final almighty blow landed squarely on his body. The Golden Serpent Robe erged, putting its golden scales in the way of a Spirit Kings power. The scales crumbled a mont later, unable to hold.
Chen Wentian spat out a mouthful of blood as he was blown away. His body slamd through the trees, uprooting them and cracking the thick trunks in half.
He ca to a stop a kiloter away, having leveled an entire forest to finally stop his montum. He groaned and checked his wounds.
Heh shit... He laughed wryly to himself.
He was still mostly fine except for so internal injuries. It was a minor miracle brought about by the sacrifice of so many Spirit Lord items. An ordinary Spirit Lord would have already died many tis over but he was far from ordinary.
Abbotess Liang landed a short distance from him, breathing heavily and looking ragged from top to bottom. She could barely stand straight and was constantly grimacing from pain. Her red robes were disheveled and she was bleeding from what seed like every centiter of her body.
It wasn't all his doing. He had managed to land a few good hits, causing her prior injuries to open up. Her condition was much worse than his. It could even be described as dire. If she t another Spirit King right now, she would die without even the ability to fight back.
I see why that slutty lotus liked you. She muttered, Youre a man of so many talents, a danger to all won. Its pity that I have to kill you but as a cultivator but I acknowledge your ability.
Thanks, but Id rather kill you instead. He replied.
Hehehe! Brave until the end. I like it. Tell , you should have nad yourself Immortal Thousand Fortunes or sothing. Your blue flas are pitifully weak but your ability to gather Spirit Lord items is certainly beyond compare. Yet, you arrogantly nad yourself after a divine dragon. Its truly laughable!
Chen Wentian laughed lightly, If I show you my blue flas, youll die.
Abbotess Liang waved her hand dismissively, You can say whatever you want. Youll be dead soon so it doesnt matter. In the end, you were too hasty, too arrogant for your own good. You underestimated the Spirit King Realm far too much! Its not sothing you can overco with a few tricks and so Spirit Lord items. Let this be your final lesson before I send you into the cycle of death and rebirth. Each realm within the immortal realms is a fundantal improvent in body, mind, spirit. A Spirit King has the strength of ten Spirit Lords. A Spirit King has the stamina of a hundred Spirit Lords. A Spirit King has the resilience of a thousand Spirit Lords!! I cannot be defeated by your sches. Co on! Show what else you have! Where are your poisoned attacks? Where are your secret traps? Where is your backup? Nothing? Nothing left? Hahaha! This is the end of the road for you
Purple energy surrounded her body once again, Now, let send you on your way.
Chen Wentian smiled but did not respond. He stood and opened his mouth but instead of human words, it was frightful wrathful a roar akin to a divine beast.
It was the battle cry of a blue dragon!
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