I underestimated him after all, one of Xi Yangyu’s Heart Thoughts considered, not without annoyance.
Li Ang’s claim that he had confronted the Zhao Ming Ghost Shovel, fallen into Li Yuan with it, and nearly perished together turned out to be true.
He really was able to contend with a Martial Arts Grandmaster with the Qi Sea capacity of the Cloud Patrol Realm and survive.
And this ti, he had gone even further, using an Externalized Body to force a Candle Cloud Realm Telekinesis Master into close-quarters combat.
If our positions had been reversed... another Heart Thought mused, then shook its head, telling itself to stop there. Besides, hadn’t he also spent so Telekinesis on researching the Bronze Box Fragnts in the Mountain Master’s study earlier? A win is a win. No amount of words or thoughts can change that fact,
A third Heart Thought stirred, and a pair of Iron Rings flew out from Xi Yangyu’s sleeves, ready to hook through the main body of the spider Transformation.
The area created by Cloud Dream Heavenly Sound can last for fifteen minutes. It’s about ti for it to dissipate, Xi Yangyu’s Heart Thought considered. Once out, I’ll first lock this Externalized Body in a cage, then notify Shen Tuyu and the others at the wedding to secretly take control of Li Ang’s real body. Then I’ll find a reason to interrupt the wedding...
His thoughts were forcibly interrupted as the tattered body of the spider Transformation began to tremble slightly, as if it were trying to say sothing, producing a rustling sound.
Xi Yangyu instinctively sensed sothing was wrong. He circulated his Qi Sea, unleashed all his Heart Thoughts, and imdiately stacked countless layers of Telekinesis cages on the spider Transformation to prevent it from making any move.
Alas, it was to no avail.
The disc-shaped main body of the spider Transformation bulged in one corner, like a bag with a spike inside it.
The corner sharpened rapidly, causing the surrounding Mo Si threads to snap one after another, eventually tearing open a hole.
A toothpick flew out—or to be precise, a toothpick-sized Dragon Fall Spear.
Dragon Fall?!
The Candle Cloud Telekinesis Master’s Heart Thoughts churned. So identified the shape of Dragon Fall, processed related information in their minds, and wondered how the Dragon Fall Spear had suddenly shrunk. Others reviewed the fight: all previous attacks had been feints. Li Ang had only appeared to use the Mo Si threads to pull himself closer and launch a surprise attack. In reality, the spider Transformation’s huge body served as a cover, allowing the hidden Dragon Fall Spear to build up speed and unleash its Cloud Soaring Effect.
WHOOSH—
The spear rapidly expanded to its normal size in mid-air.
The cruel and brutal phantom of a Dragon Head erged at the tip of its blade, thrusting straight at Xi Yangyu’s face.
In that mont, ti seed to slow down countlessfold. Heart Thoughts raced: strategizing... calculating distances... estimating Telekinesis... Probability of survival: less than forty percent.
Xi Yangyu raised his arms, controlling the closest Bifeng Bone Fragnts to hover in front of him, exhausting his Telekinesis to counter this deadly blow.
SWOOSH—
A fierce wind howled past. Xi Yangyu’s arms dissolved into a bloody mist, and his entire body was flung backward. He didn’t crash onto the lake’s surface but slamd onto the floor of the Mountain Master’s study.
The lake created by Cloud Dream Heavenly Sound suddenly dissipated, and both n returned to the real world.
The Dragon Fall Spear, its montum undiminished, maintained its original trajectory and pierced directly through the glass window of the Mountain Master’s study. This instantly activated the alarm Prohibition, causing dazzling red lights to illuminate the entire teaching building.
Students and teachers still within the Academic Palace all looked towards the teaching building. mbers of the Supervision Departnt imdiately disregarded school regulations, soaring through the air towards it.
GASP, GASP...
Xi Yangyu struggled to his feet. His upper body was a mangled ruin of flesh and blood. His right arm was gone from the shoulder, and the sleeve of his left arm had been torn by the Dragon Head’s phantom, revealing a hideous, purplish-blue left hand resembling an octopus tentacle.
"Mr. Xi, it turns out you’re also harboring a demon," a taunting voice arose from the other side of the study. From within the barely coherent sludge of Mo Si, a rough human silhouette erged, speaking in Li Ang’s voice, "What right do you have to accuse ?"
"You know nothing!" Xi Yangyu’s expression flickered rapidly. He tried to take a step forward but stumbled and collided with a bookshelf.
He could only use his purplish-blue left hand—unseen for over a decade—to press against the stump of his right shoulder and staunch the bleeding. The alarm Prohibition in the study had already been triggered, severely suppressing the flow of Spiritual Energy. This prevented him from easily using Telekinesis to stop the blood, much less take advantage of the situation to eliminate Li Ang.
"Save your breath," Li Ang, equally battered, managed a difficult smile at Xi Yangyu’s wretched state. He staggered a few steps forward and collapsed onto the Glazed Tile Box holding the Bronze Box Fragnts.
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