Chapter 1531: Every path led to death Chapter 1531: Every path led to death A vicious and twisted smile spread across the woman’s face in the sky as she watched the Shooting Star Dragon Halberd fly out of Cain’s hand.
She made certain the churning waves of her conjured ocean domain blocked the weapon from returning to him.
Her eyes glowed with a wicked light, already envisioning his body being crushed beneath her living water weapons.
The idea of seeing Cain suffering, of seeing him fail after all his effort and the willpower he showed, filled her heart with sick pleasure.
Yet, as she focused on the now-weaponless young man, all she saw was a monstrous determination powering him forward.
Despite losing the halberd, it was clear Cain still intended to fight with every fiber of his being.
He no longer had the halberd, but he still had his fists!
“Aargh!” Cain roared as his right hand shot forward, bracing against the edge of an incoming living water blade.
Instantly, the skin on his palm was peeled away, leaving raw muscle exposed.
However, he did not let the pain claim even a fraction of his focus. Instead, Cain diverted the water blade to the side.
Before the first projectile had fully passed him, his left hand surged out to et a second weapon.
It suffered the sa hideous fate, skinned down to the muscle, yet he managed to deflect that projectile as well.
Each ti Cain shoved a living water weapon aside, it felt as though his hands might be smashed to pulp, the force reverberating through his entire fra and wrecking his internal organs.
It was painful, exhausting, and right down agonizing. Still, no trace of fear or hesitation appeared in Cain’s eyes.
He pressed on, ignoring how exhaustion warred against every cell of his body.
So deep-rooted willpower surged within him, screaming that he had co too far to surrender now.
So he kept going.
“Why!?
Why!?
WHY!?” the woman howled, her voice edged with hysteria.
Her ntal state teetered on collapse as she failed to comprehend how anyone could continue fighting after withstanding so much.
The pain, the anguish, the exhaustion, the sight of seeing that everything he did failed to push him closer to victory.
In her mind, it was impossible for soone to keep fighting after that.
Regardless of their willpower, anyone, even a Third Realm life form, should have eventually conceded, accepting the inescapable chains of fate.
Yet this young man refused to lie down and die.
He fought on, even when everything seed lost.
It was like living a nightmare from which she could not awaken.
Her rage boiled over in an unrestrained torrent.
She slashed at the air, causing a fresh barrage of watery weapons to form and plunge from the stellar ocean above.
“Die!
Die!
Die!
Die!” she scread, pouring her fury into every syllable.
But no matter how many living water blades descended, Cain continued to divert them.
His hands were drenched in his own blood; every bone felt riddled with fractures.
Yet he did not relent. At that mont, the pain did not exist-only the constant flow of energy radiating from each projectile and the patterns that allowed him to push them away.
While the woman watched him perform that frenetic display of power and resolve, her lip curled in anger and disgust.
Suddenly, she felt sothing warm slide down her chin.
Her eyes widened as she touched her mouth and discovered a thin trickle of blood.
The realization struck like a thunderbolt: she had pushed her spells so far that she had begun to injure herself.
‘An ant at the Soul Realm… is forcing to this extent?’ Her hands trembled in wrath and disbelief.
For the briefest mont, the entire world seed to turn red around her.
Then, in a fit of silent rage, she unleashed even more power.
Pressing her palms together, she caused the sky-bound stellar ocean to tremble, coalescing the force from all those living water weapons into a single, cataclysmic attack.
Cain’s eyes flicked upward, focusing on the stellar ocean.
He could see a massive creature taking shape within it-a titanic fusion of a bull’s domineering might and a colossal sea serpent’s sinuous grace.
The entity possessed a powerful, bearded face with piercing, glowing blue eyes that exuded the essence of ancient wisdom and divine authority.
Two massive, curved horns, resembling crescent moons, jutted from its head, enhancing its celestial grandeur.
Its long, coiling body moved like an ancient sea dragon, the lower half composed of shimring cosmic energy.
Constellations glowed across its scales, pulsing in ti with the woman’s fury.
At that mont, Cain sensed an aura that was both majestic and apocalyptic, as though entire worlds could be drowned in its unstoppable power.
“Neptune’s End!
Noah’s Flood!” the woman roared, spitting a mouthful of her own blood into the stellar ocean.
As her crimson lifeblood rged with the cosmic waters, the primordial entity surged into fuller existence.
Its eyes turned to Cain, radiating malignant intent.
Then it lunged, aiming to crush him beneath a gargantuan body that spanned thousands of kiloters.
“RUMBLE!!!” The sky and earth trembled in unison-not only within the Purgatory Volcanic Range, but far beyond.
It was a quake that reached across the Everlife Continent, making weaker cultivators glance around in confusion.
They barely registered it as a distant tremor.
Yet those in higher realms felt a surge of alarm.
Such a phenonon typically signaled a fierce clash between two mighty Third Realm existences.
None of them imagined that one side of this battle was rely a young Soul Realm cultivator.
Cain could never have guessed that the shockwaves of his battle spread so far.
Even if he knew, it wouldn’t have mattered.
Right now, his attention centered solely on the monstrous chira diving toward him.
Every instinct scread that this was doom incarnate.
Any defense he conjured would disintegrate instantly.
If he tried to redirect the chira’s path with The Flow, the sheer force would shatter his body before the maneuver was complete.
At that critical juncture, every path led to a single outco: death.
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