"Little... Jiang!"
At the critical mont of life and death, Fang Qingyu’s thoughts turned to Jiang Wei!
The Divine Spear strike from that little girl earlier must have been at full strength, and surely, the serpent was locked onto her completely!
However, the view was obstructed by fragnts of stone, dust, and a chaotic surge of energy.
Just at the mont when the serpent was roaring in pain, its enormous white body about to form a devastating crush.
Hiss!
A figure faster than a teor!
More intense than sunlight, a golden-red figure shot out from the center of that wild energy and dust!
It was Jiang Wei!
Using the Divine Spear to break through the molten flow, piercing through the serpent’s breath core for a mont’s delay, the little girl seized this slim chance of survival with pinpoint accuracy!
The small figure clung tightly to the spot beneath the serpent’s chin, from where it lifted its neck in great pain, dashing through the vital point with fragile grey-white soft scales, defying the splattering scorching foul blood!
Jiang Wei held no tangible sharp blade in her hand, only a bit of pure white fla, compressed to the size of a fingertip, condensed to the utmost by her will.
A point of white light touched the deep wound in the scale armor cleaved open by Fang Qingyu’s Dragon Sparrow Blade, right on the throbbing hot core blood vessel that gathered the imnse life force of an ancient fierce beast!
Splurt—!
The subtle sound of burning was drowned out in the serpent’s hisses and the booming collapse of the underground cave, yet it was as piercing as if it stabbed through the soul!
A thin wisp of smoke, as fine as a strand of hair, rose from deep within the pierced vessel!
Following closely, a blinding white light burst forth from the terrible wound where the Dragon Sparrow Calamity Slash was embedded!
"Woo---!!!"
The serpent’s massively twisting body abruptly stiffened!
As if it were pierced through the spine by an invisible divine chain, its enormous dark gold vertical pupils suddenly shrank to needle points!
For the first ti, a bizarre wail tinged with near-death terror emanated from deep within its throat.
Opportunity!!!
Fang Qingyu’s body, smashed against the rock wall, jolted violently!
He pulled himself free from the wall, then poured all his will into the Eternal Night Curtain!
"Collect!!"
Buzz—!
The absolute darkness domain that covered a hundred ters in diater reversed like receding tide in a frenzy!
The ink-thick dark power, the deathly silence aura that devours all things, the liquid burning black fla, all three were forcibly compressed and drained, like a hundred rivers converging into the sea, completely channeled into the Dragon Sparrow Calamity Slash in Fang Qingyu’s hand!
The blade turned pitch black instantly, deep and swallowing even light!
A layer of viscous, cold, annihilative darkness flowed over the blade’s edge!
The light around the blade twisted and collapsed!
Eternal Night’s Judgnt!!!
"Slash—!!!"
...
Rain.
Cold and sticky raindrops, mixed with fragnts of stone, fell without warning from the abyssal do.
It was water from the underground dark river, trickling down through the shattered rock layers above by the serpent.
The rain washed over the serpent’s enormous, headless white body.
Its scales, having lost their luster, reflected a ghastly pale sheen under the rain.
Dirty molten golden blood gushed from the severed neck, mixing with the cold ashen rain, flowing on the ground as a winding, viscous stream with a pungent sulfuric and fishy stench.
Smoke and blood filled the air.
The slash Fang Qingyu delivered earlier made no noise, leaving only an unfathomable slash mark that cut through the serpent’s body and the earth.
Avoiding the fissure on the ground, half a ter wide but tens of ters long, Fang Qingyu panted as he walked forward.
"Huff..."
Every step felt like treading through lead, making unsettling noises as he stepped over the viscous blood and cooled lava fragnts.
The tyrannical and ferocious Black Fla Eternal Night Radiant Armor that once covered him entirely had long dissipated without a trace.
The price was catastrophic!
Fang Qingyu’s body was in utter disarray.
On his right chest, a massive gap caused by sharp serpent scale fragnts was bone-deep, with its edges of the wound charred black and turned over.
His left arm hung limply, with bones shattered and distorted.
His legs were covered in abrasions and tears so deep that bone was visible, with blood constantly oozing out.
The cold rain drenched him for a while...
The chill forced Fang Qingyu to retrieve a sliver of clarity from the brink of maddening pain and exhaustion.
Suddenly, he lifted his head.
His gaze pierced through the pervasive dust and cold ashen rain curtain.
He locked onto Jiang Wei, who was similarly thrown out by the shockwave from the rubble and was arduously holding herself up, her small face as pale as paper, with blood trickling from her mouth, evidently having paid a heavy price for forcibly controlling the Divine Spear earlier!
"Jiang Wei!!!"
Ignoring his own injuries, Fang Qingyu almost dragged his battered body, stumbling towards her!
He quickly pulled the tottering little girl into his embrace!
"Go!!"
Fang Qingyu roared hoarsely, his remaining vision sweeping across the abyssal cave falling apart around them like the apocalypse!
The ceiling, battered by the serpent’s thrashing neck stump,
was already fragile, with web-like cracks covering the do, massive rocks crashing down relentlessly!
The serpent was dead, but the battle was far from over!
Staying here would an being buried alive!
Without a mont’s delay!
Ignoring the right chest’s bone-deep wound and the shattered left arm, he swiftly scooped the exhausted Jiang Wei tightly against his side!
With Thunder Instant Cloud Trace power forced into action under his feet!
Rushing under the serpent’s massive headless body, at the junction of neck stump and rugged trunk...
At the edge of the spine wrapped in dark golden flesh and tendons torn apart by internal explosions and energy impacts, a scale the size of a palm,
was radiating an indescribable, intensely bright molten gold glow!
Red Python Scale!
The essence of all scales!
Fang Qingyu stretched out his left hand, equally scarred and almost bone-exposing, with five bloodstained fingers deeply cutting into the warm, slick, foul-slling serpent’s flesh and tendon mbrane!
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