122: Chapter 122: A Battle Without Restraint 122: Chapter 122: A Battle Without Restraint A day flashed by in an instant.
During this day, Purple Cloud had been closely following Mu Can, the two of them strolling leisurely in Death Space, enjoying the scenery as if sauntering in their own courtyard; they also had so rare leisure ti.
However, in this day, they had not encountered a single enemy; with Purple Cloud, a genuine Immortal Venerable Level powerhouse at his side, Mu Can was sowhat looking forward to encountering an enemy, since being able to deal with them sooner would an reviving his father and leaving this place earlier.
“Do you need to make a move?” Mu Can asked, bringing Purple Cloud to the center of the last safe zone.
“Big sister Yun, let handle them first.
If I can’t manage, then you can step in,” Mu Can said, eager to test his true combat abilities.
“A new safe zone has appeared, those unable to reach the safe zone within the ti of half an incense stick will be eradicated,” ca the announcent from Number Thirty-Six.
Mu Can knew that the final battle was probably on the horizon.
The position Mu Can was in was the center of the plain, with the vast expanse of flat land offering no coverage at all.
It essentially nullified the strategies of those who wanted to just hide out sowhere and reap the benefits in the end.
To survive till the end and claim the final victory was simple: fight.
Mu Can slowly relaxed his body; before the onslaught of a great battle, one must have a good fra of mind.
Purple Cloud gently patted Mu Can’s shoulder.
Standing beside him, she was already quite tall but now appeared even slightly taller than Mu Can himself, giving off sowhat of an elder’s encouragent to the younger generation vibe.
“Don’t worry, big sister Yun.
I’ll try my best not to make you move,” Mu Can said, clenching his fists.
“Mhm, safety first,” Purple Cloud acknowledged what Mu Can ant.
The path to becoming a strong person is trod through battle.
Purple Cloud fully supported Mu Can’s choice, a thousandfold.
Mu Can nodded to show he understood.
A thud sounded behind him as a pair of enormous Fla Wings shot up.
Upon closer inspection, the wings of fla seed to have actual form.
It turned out that Mu Can had used earth to construct the frawork of the wings.
Tiny flas ford each feather on the wings; at this mont, Mu Can, like a Heavenly God, slowly ascended towards the sky.
The wings flapped gently, displaying a graceful and poetic ease.
This was also one of the ultimate skills Mu Can comprehended after achieving the Second Revolutions of Mystic Dragon Nine Revolutions.
The combination of Fire Elent and Earth Elent not only enhanced the offensive power of the Fire Elent but also gave the wings a defensive attribute.
“Ye Wang, do you dare to fight?” Mu Can hovered in the air and loudly called out.
His voice traveled far, but there was no response, like a stone sinking into the sea.
“Ye Wang, do you dare to fight?” Mu Can called out again, his voice booming like thunder across the plain.
“Ye Wang, do you dare to fight?” Before the echo of the previous call had faded, Mu Can roared once more, each shout more powerful than the last, deafening and compelling.
To fight Ye Wang once more and to defeat him head-on was now the utmost desire in Mu Can’s heart.
Where was Ye Wang at this mont?
A black dot slowly appeared in front of Mu Can’s eyes, followed by eight other silhouettes gradually materializing around the safe zone.
The last ten people, having nowhere to hide within the safe zone, no longer concealed their identities and appeared on this expanse of the plain.
Mu Can spotted Ye Wang, who was expressionlessly staring at him, right away.
“Recovered pretty quickly, haven’t you?”
Ye Wang’s montum had already recovered to its original state, even stronger than during the battle with Mu Can, indicating that Ye Wang must have had so fortuitous encounter during Mu Can’s absence.
“Seeking death.” Ye Wang not only heard Mu Can’s shouting but also recognized Mu Can from afar.
Ye Wang harbored intense hatred for Mu Can.
If it hadn’t been for the fortunate discovery of a Healing Holy dicine, Ye Wang might not have been able to appear here at all.
Thinking of this, Ye Wang’s expression grew colder as he looked at Mu Can.
The ten remaining survivors will engage in a fight to the death in this last safe area.
Whoever survives until the end will be able to successfully leave this place.
“Xiaodie, wait for to save you,” Ye Wang murmured with a tender expression.
“Ye Wang, since you’ve co out, do you dare to fight?” Even though Mu Can noticed sothing peculiar about Ye Wang’s aura, he continued to challenge Ye Wang without fear.
The Human World and the Demon World are inherently mortal enemies.
Mu Can would never forget how a Demon General brought ruin upon his family and left Mu Can himself burdened with the ticking ti bomb-like Demon Heart Seal.
Now, having encountered Ye Wang in the Death Space, Mu Can didn’t mind collecting so interest.
“Idiotic.” If it were before, Ye Wang wouldn’t mind charging into battle with Mu Can.
But now, aware of Mu Can’s extraordinariness, Ye Wang resolved not to confront Mu Can.
While valor was admirable, life was all the more precious.
“Standing so high, aren’t you afraid of becoming a target?” Knowing that his strongest ability, Soul Attack, had no effect on Mu Can, Ye Wang decided that, no matter how much Mu Can taunted him, he would not make a move against Mu Can.
In Ye Wang’s eyes, Mu Can’s conspicuous position made him an obvious target for others.
Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, a longsword shot out from in front of soone, flying towards Mu Can in the air.
The speed of the Flying Sword was so fast that it produced a shrill sonic boom, seeming to teleport; one mont it was in front of the person, the next it appeared in front of Mu Can.
Although Mu Can sensed the treachery of the Flying Sword, he had no way to dodge it in ti.
He shielded himself with his arms, instantly activating Mystic Dragon Nine Revolutions.
The Dragon Scales covering his arms glimred with a faint light, blocking the longsword in front of him.
“Clang.” With a crisp sound, Mu Can’s figure was pushed back two steps by the imnse inertia of the longsword, but the tip penetrated only slightly into his arm before being stopped.
“Powerful.” Ye Wang watched Mu Can with solemn respect; he hadn’t expected Mu Can’s soul defense to be invincible and his physical defense to be so strong.
After the Second Revolutions of Mystic Dragon Nine Revolutions, the defensive power of the places on Mu Can’s body where Dragon Scales could appear was astonishingly terrifying.
Plucking the Changjiang that was embedded in his arm, Mu Can examined the longsword in his hand—it was of Immortal Level dium quality.
A trendous force passed through his hand, and, caught off guard, Mu Can saw the longsword draw an arc and fly back to the hands of the attacker.
“Investigation.” Mu Can looked distantly at the Sword Carrying Cultivator.
“Number eight, Sword Cultivator Li Xuan, Sword Interface.”
A sword cultivator from an esteed swordsmanship realm—no wonder he was suffused with Golden Sharp Qi soaring high into the skies.
The previous strike was also executed with a resolute intention, fired decisively at Mu Can.
“Do you dare to fight?” That single sword strike instantly aroused Mu Can’s competitive spirit.
Standing here today, he was intent on enjoying a good battle, regardless of the outco, knowing that in the end, victory could only belong to himself.
With Purple Cloud on one side, Mu Can was filled with anticipation for an unreserved battle.
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