Chapter 53: “Sending You to the Afterlife!”
The battle between Xiao Yu and Shangguan Ce reached an intense crescendo. Each strike was filled with desperation and rage.
The Nine-Turn Mystic Ice Spike whirled rapidly around Shangguan Ce, leaving streaks of icy blue light in its wake. These trails ford intricate circular patterns, layer upon layer, until a three-dinsional frozen cocoon encased Shangguan Ce, creating an impenetrable barrier.
A torrent of Empty Radiance-Illusory Void Swords, like a roaring river of light, crashed against the cocoon with relentless ferocity.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The explosions of swords against ice echoed like thunder in the heavens.
Though formidable, the cocoon began to show cracks under the sheer force of the sword array.
“Cracks?!”
Shangguan Ce’s expression darkened as the first crack splintered the cocoon. He swiftly retrieved a blue gourd from his storage pouch.
Whoosh!
The gourd unleashed a flood of icy crystals that nded the fractures in the cocoon. But the respite was short-lived.
Just as the first wave of the sword assault ended, a second assault began. A fresh deluge of swords descended, bombarding the icy cocoon once more.
“Still coming?!” Shangguan Ce cursed under his breath.
With the gourd’s reserves depleted, Shangguan Ce resorted to activating his precious defensive talismans, patching the cocoon with each successive impact.
By the ti the second wave subsided, he had used nearly all his talismans.
“Damn brat!” Shangguan Ce roared as he stepped out of the cocoon, his Mystic Ice Spike in hand. But before he could mount a counterattack, Xiao Yu was already preparing his next move.
“Kill!” Xiao Yu’s voice thundered across the battlefield.
Suspended above him, the Ten Thousand Beasts Cauldron erged. The ancient artifact, adorned with carvings of countless mystical beasts, glowed ominously as it released a surge of pure white flas.
“What?! This brat has another treasure?!”
Shangguan Ce’s heart sank. The cauldron alone was a Nascent Soul-level treasure, but the Nether Lotus Demonic Fla it spewed was even more terrifying, radiating a searing heat rivaling his own Nascent Soul Fla.
Shangguan Ce summoned his Mystic Ice Spike once more, directing its chilling power to counter the raging flas.
Hissss!
The clash of extre heat and cold generated thick plus of steam, obscuring the battlefield as torrents of rain poured down, drenching the surrounding forest.
But despite the spectacle, neither side gained the upper hand.
“Damn it, even the Nether Lotus Demonic Fla isn’t enough?!” Xiao Yu gritted his teeth, frustration and exhaustion clear on his face.
“Seems like I have no choice but to use it…” Xiao Yu’s eyes flickered with determination.
From within his storage pouch, Xiao Yu retrieved his master’s ultimate talisman, a gift entrusted to him upon leaving Tianyong City. His master had explicitly warned him to use it only as a last resort.
This talisman was no ordinary treasure. It carried the wrath of the heavens, capable of annihilating even the strongest foes.
With a wave of his hand, Xiao Yu recalled the Nether Lotus Demonic Fla. The battlefield beca eerily silent.
Seeing this, Shangguan Ce smirked. “Finally giving up? Brat, did you finally realize how outmatched you are?”
Hovering midair, he gloated, “Let’s see what tricks you have left. I’ve endured everything you’ve thrown at so far. What more could a re Golden Core cultivator possibly do?”
“Shangguan Ce, you’ve slaughtered innocents, tornted the weak, and sullied the reputation of cultivators. Today, I’ll send you to the afterlife!”
Xiao Yu’s voice was a battle cry of pure rage.
With a single motion, he summoned the talisman. It hovered in midair, deceptively plain yet exuding an unshakable presence.
Shangguan Ce’s arrogant grin faltered. The talisman looked simple—too simple. But there was an unsettling aura about it, an air of sothing ancient and unstoppable.
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