She had barely escaped when Hai Xiong Shiyi Lang’s "Claws of Rage" struck down, causing the land to collapse and cracks to spread wildly.
Missing with his attack, Hai Xiong Shiyi Lang grew even more furious.
Watching it clutch the wound on its chest, its breath suddenly beca ragged.
Mu Yi’s eyes sparkled slightly, and without thinking, she grabbed the bear’s fur and charged straight towards the gaping wound.
There, the remnants of the Dark Elent were extrely dense.
The accompanied effects of corrosion, curses, destruction, and pain repeatedly blocked Hai Xiong Shiyi Lang’s self-healing.
"Devour!"
"Devour!"
"Devour!"
Like a plague of locusts, Mu Yi, aided by "Ghostly Soul," forcibly charged through the bear’s claws and launched her skills close to the wound.
In an instant, a high temperature surrounded her and exploded, causing Hai Xiong Shiyi Lang to wince in pain, its eyes nearly bursting.
But it had no good way to deal with Mu Yi Hanba, who possessed unmatched strength. Unable to grasp her, and even if it did, she would dodge the damage through spectralization. After several such exchanges, the blood energy in its body began to show signs of decline.
And all this blood energy eventually flowed into Mu Yi’s body, becoming an added Flesh Furnace for her.
"Not enough, need more."
Having drilled out of the wound, Mu Yi stomped on the ground and swung her corpse claw towards the bear’s eye.
If she couldn’t defeat it with absolute power, what did it matter?
As the inferior being, if she could break through the defenses of the superior being and force it to reveal its weaknesses, wasn’t this precision in combat skills precisely her reason for starting her training anew?
"Roar!"
Hai Xiong Shiyi Lang closed its eyes, and its steel-like eyelids easily blocked Mu Yi’s claws.
Opening its massive jaws, it almost swallowed Mu Yi whole.
Mu Yi escaped and circled to its ear, seemingly aiming for the ear canal but actually targeting Hai Xiong Shiyi Lang on its back.
"Bang!"
An S-rank "Hai Xiong Warrior" granted Hai Xiong Shiyi Lang a humanoid beast body.
He sidestepped the attack and suddenly threw out a scale-like hidden weapon, the extrely cold air stream hindering Mu Yi’s advance.
"Whoosh!"
Mu Yi raised her arm to block, followed with a Whip Leg, shattering Hai Xiong Shiyi Lang’s shin guard.
Then ca a spinning kick, causing Hai Xiong Shiyi Lang to lose balance and nearly fall off the bear’s back.
"Roar!!"
Hai Xiong activated "Flesh Earthquake," forcibly launching Mu Yi Hanba away to help its master out of the predicant.
This ti it succeeded, Mu Yi failed to transform into a Ghostly Soul in ti, her body slamd violently against the wall, creating a human-shaped crater in sight.
"Boom boom boom—"
Taking on a larger opponent was just a delay tactic; the real battlefield was ultimately elsewhere.
Mieng Wu and his Mieng chicks were extrely troubleso.
As strong as Sword Thunder Child who devoured all energy of Huazhu and Absolute String, he could only employ hit-and-run tactics.
That was the domineering Thunder Elent, where a single burst of thunder caused all beasts to prostrate, and with a lightning strike, all living things are destroyed.
But for Mieng chicks, either swiftly dodge.
Occasionally struck by it, it was nothing more than a minor skin injury.
If it weren’t for Mo clinging to it like a stubborn plaster, the Mieng chick would have been free to blast through the dungeon and subdue the criminals.
"Why can’t I kill it?!"
Mieng Wu’s earlier good mood had vanished with the wind.
He had tried to stand head-to-head with the "Demon King at the End," but risking entrance into the Demigod realm, the Mieng chick could only tear apart that monster in a few strokes, its beak corroded, with bits of curse lingering, impossible to cleanse.
If it had been successful in killing it, enduring that cost would have been bearable.
The key was, within just a matter of seconds, the disintegrated parts of Mo would reassemble its body and live once more.
It beca even crazier, as if it had lost what little sanity it had, continuously yelling, "Pain! It’s so painful! We are best friends!"
Then, it desperately moved closer to the Mieng chick, disregarding the lightning in the sky, sacrificing itself without a second thought in a valiant effort.
Mieng Wu—felt goosebumps all over!
He had never encountered such a strange creature; just which descendant of Divine Enthronent was this, to be so eerily powerful?
What did one have to do to find its Gate of Life and Death, to give it a truly absolute death?
Mieng Wu thought madly, tried madly.
He failed again and again, revising his plans each ti.
Finally, even after killing Mo for the tenth ti, and it still sprung back to life as lively as ever.
Mieng Wu was dumbfounded, not just with goosebumps on his back, but also feeling his heart rhythm begin to change.
"Excellent, it still has to be Mo!"
Ye Hanjun, with an expressionless face, was pleasantly surprised.
Mo had never been willing to enter the Gate of Life and Death for training since it was young, and its limits had never been fully tested.
At most, its body would fall apart one or two tis, and after a while, it would co back to life.
Dying ten tis in a short period and still maintaining its peak vitality was also beyond Ye Hanjun’s expectations.
Of course, he also noticed that Mo had lost control.
With each death, it lost part of its sanity.
At first, it could still follow Ye Hanjun’s orders and cooperate with Sword Thunder Child.
As the fight went on, it ignored other creatures, focusing only on the Mieng chick, like a masochist, crazily enduring its attacks, and imrsively enjoying the excruciating pain.
"Get lost!"
The Mieng chick was a higher being with intelligence, just typically too disdainful to speak, unwilling to converse with what it perceived as beings destined to be corpses.
But... it couldn’t stand Mo anymore.
When its patience reached a limit, it cursed, and the ntal shockwaves that roared were powerful enough to send Mo flying thousands of kiloters away.
"It hurts... it hurts!"
Mo squird its tentacles, struggling to stand up.
It looked extrely weak, staggering as it walked, occasionally stumbling.
But the Mieng chick’s eyes were nearly bursting; it had watched similar scenes dozens of tis and never saw it truly breathe its last.
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