Ten Tailed Fox

Chapter 2180 Moths to a Flame?

At that moment, a blazing golden flame reignited on its broken body. Although the flame was no longer pure and was mixed with black and red death energy, its power was still terrifying.

With a sudden flap of its wings, though its feathers were sparse, it still whipped up a terrifying gale, transforming into a golden meteor that crashed straight into the garland of flowers.

"Golden Radiance Burns the Moon!"

With a furious roar, Jin Yu spewed out a golden beam of light from its mouth, a condensation of its life's cultivation. Wherever it passed, space distorted, and even black holes were burned into the space itself.

If this attack were delivered at its peak, it would have been enough to severely injure a Celestial King of the same level!
However, it is too weak now.

Hua Man looked at the golden beam of light rushing towards him, a hint of contempt flashing in his eyes. He didn't even use his hands; with just a thought, the space in front of him instantly froze.

"You might have been able to hurt me in the past, but now... you're not even qualified to be my opponent."

Hua Mane gave a soft shout: "Disperse!"

The seemingly world-destroying golden pillar of light, when it was three zhang away from Hua Man, seemed to have crashed into an invisible wall. Immediately afterwards, an even more powerful force of a Celestial King rebounded back.

"boom!"

Jin Yu let out a mournful cry, and the golden pillar of light shattered inch by inch, turning into countless specks of light that dissipated into nothingness.

Its massive body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto a dragon-carved stone pillar in the main hall.

"Crack!"

The stone pillar snapped in response, sending rubble flying everywhere.

Jin Yu collapsed amidst the ruins, the nine bone-piercing nails in its chest deeply embedded in its body, causing it to convulse in pain, gushing out mouthfuls of golden blood that soaked the ruins beneath it.

Despair descended once more.

The gap in strength is so vast it's suffocating.

However, just as Hua Man repelled Jin Yu and relaxed slightly, an extremely eerie black light suddenly appeared in the shadow behind Hua Man without warning.

Kharosthi!

As the Asura clan's top assassin, he had been waiting, enduring excruciating pain, just for an opportunity.

He concealed all his presence to the extreme, downplaying his own existence.

Just when Hana was most relaxed, he moved.

This movement was earth-shattering.

"Ghostly Lacquer Blade!"

At this moment, Khalo Qiantuo burned the last of his immortal power. His face turned ashen white as paper, like a dead man, but the killing intent in his eyes was terrifyingly bright.

fast!
Almost reaching the extreme!
This strike transcended the passage of time; there was not a sound of wind in the air, and even the killing intent was perfectly swallowed up by the pitch-black blade.

Only when the cold blade was half an inch away from the back of Hua Man's neck did that chilling aura, enough to freeze the soul, suddenly erupt.

"Die!" Khalo Qian roared in his heart, the tip of his blade already touching the ripples of the celestial light protecting his body.

If this stab lands, even if Hua Man is a Celestial King, her physical body will be severely injured, and her soul may even be corroded by the curse power attached to the Ghost Shadow Lacquer Blade.

However, time seemed to freeze at that moment.

The garland did not turn back.

He didn't even turn his body around.

He simply tilted his head back slightly, a movement as graceful as if he were dodging an annoying fly.

Then, two slender, jade-like fingers appeared abruptly on the back of her neck.

"Ding."

A crisp, melodious yet chilling impact resounded throughout the hall.

The sound wasn't loud, but it struck like a heavy hammer, hitting Yanguye Tuo and Jin Yu hard in the heart. Khaluqantuo's pupils trembled violently, his eyes filled with disbelief and terror.

Hua Man's two fingers firmly gripped the indestructible Ghost Shadow Lacquer Blade.

No matter how much Khaluqantuo activated his immortal power, the blade remained motionless, as if it had taken root between Huaman's fingers.

"I know your concealment skills are not to be underestimated, and your cultivation of curses is as troublesome as maggots clinging to bones, but unfortunately..."

Hua Man slowly turned around, her narrow phoenix eyes no longer revealing indifference, but rather a playful mockery, like a cat toying with a mouse. "You have no idea how strong a Celestial King is."

"How is this possible..." Blood spilled from the corner of Khalo Qiantuo's mouth. His peak attack had been so easily intercepted by his opponent.

"too slow."

Hua Man sighed softly, her two fingers tightening slightly.

Click!

The Ghostly Lacquer Blade was actually snapped in two by Hua Man's two fingers.

Immediately afterwards, Hua Man flicked her finger.

The broken blade, moving even faster than it had come, pierced through Kharosthi's right shoulder in an instant.

puff!
Blood splattered.

The immense impact sent Khaluqant flying backward, crashing heavily into the wall of the main hall. His entire body hung on the wall like a tragic painting before sliding down helplessly.

"Cough cough..." Khalo Qian Tuo lay on the ground, coughing up large amounts of blood. The excruciating pain in his right shoulder almost made him faint, but what tormented him even more was the despair in his heart.

Even the sneak attack failed.

Jin Yu was seriously injured, and he was rendered useless.

"Do you still have the strength to stand up?" Hua Man's gaze finally fell on the figure in the corner.

There, Yanguye Tuo was leaning against the wall, slowly straightening his body.

His body was covered in wounds, and his breath was weak, but his eyes, like two embers about to go out but refusing to give in, were fixed on Hua Man.

"Looks like you're still not giving up. Use whatever tricks you have up your sleeve, so you won't die with your eyes wide open in disbelief," Hua Man sneered.

Yanguye Tuo moved.

There was no earth-shattering roar, nor dazzling magical light; Yanguye Tuo simply took a step forward.

Boom!
With this step, the floor of the entire main hall suddenly sank.

An extremely dull tremor traveled along the ground, as if the pulse of the earth had been forcibly severed by this kick.

Yanguye Tuo was in very poor condition, his body covered with crisscrossing wounds, the marks left from the previous battle.

"The battle is not over yet."

At this moment, the blood and qi in Yanguye Tuo's body surged wildly as if in a final burst of energy.

His cultivation at the peak of the fifth level of the Ascetic Scripture was pushed to its limit. His originally withered muscles bulged as if inflated, and every blood vessel bulged out like a coiled dragon, presenting a bronze metallic luster.

"Flower Garland!"

With a low roar, Yanguye Tuo transformed into a bronze-colored streak of light, instantly tearing through the air.

His fist clenched so tightly that the surrounding space visibly distorted due to the terrifying mass contained in that punch.

This punch was devoid of any fancy moves; it carried only one conviction: even at the cost of death, he would tear a piece of flesh from the lofty Asura King.

A hint of disdain flashed in Hua Man's narrow phoenix eyes, but then, that disdain froze for a moment.

"Ok?"

Faced with this seemingly moth-to-a-flame attack, Hua Man did not dodge. She simply raised her right hand casually, and purple energy swirled in her palm, transforming into a semi-transparent shield of immortal power. She then pushed it forward with ease.