Infinite Terror: Infinite Reversal

Chapter 481 Each Other's Pain Points
Just as Mu Xiang was about to pounce, Muroshi trembled—even though he no longer had a physical body.

Mu Xiang only possessed some physical strength just now; he might be able to easily defeat weaker opponents, but it wouldn't be enough to fight an energy-based spirit. As for Muroshi, as Mu Xiang said, he indeed couldn't maintain this state for long; it was merely a temporary measure.

Both were on their last legs. Mroshi's chance of survival lay in using his energy-based body to become immune to Mu Xiang's physical attacks and then possess him; Mu Xiang's chance of survival lay in stalling for time until Mroshi's energy body dissipated, at which point he would be finished.

Muroshi felt he still had the upper hand; after all, even a starved camel is bigger than a horse, let alone a starved camel and a starved horse. Forcibly binding the drawn consciousness with energy while preserving more power was something only a spiritual position could do. However, after Mu Xiang unleashed a considerable burst of energy, the situation seemed to change again.

The dark blue figure retreated rapidly, and Muroshi was filled with shock and disbelief. He couldn't understand why Mu Xiang had suddenly gained so much energy again.

Indeed, in their previous encounters, countless opportunities that seemed to lead to victory were thwarted by their respective trump cards. However, he himself knew that he now only had one trump card left.

And if he uses that trump card... he will surely die.

No, that's an ending more terrifying than death...

"Even a spirit tablet wouldn't have such a fast recovery speed!" Muroshi thought to himself. After all, the consumption of energy circulation is always increasing, and to possess destructive power commensurate with one's level, one must expend an equivalent amount of energy.

Neither Muroshi nor Mu Xiang possessed energy recovery speeds unimaginable to ordinary people. But what's the point of recovering millions of times more energy than a weaker person every instant? If they can't sustain their own depletion, it's all for naught.

"You...you still have some energy left?" Muroch forced a smile and sneered, "But now that you've come along, the consequences aren't up to you. Know that even with your current energy, you can't fight me!"

Mu Xiang suddenly laughed out loud: "Then why were you dodging just now? Yes, I don't have as much energy as you do, but our pain points seem to be different, right?"

Before he finished speaking, Mu Xiang arrived above Muroshi with a blinding golden light, pressing his palm down on the energy body's head. This palm strike contained roaring and surging energy, yet he held nothing back.

"Get lost!" The dark blue vortex exploded upwards, its center frantically pulling at space and interfering with Mu Xiang's power, while the surrounding area was filled with violent energy swirling.

Mu Xiang withdrew his palm and dodged, but the burst of golden light erupted on the spot, causing Muroshi to shudder and create distance again.

"If it were just a matter of total energy, fighting would be simple," Mu Xiang sneered. "All I need to do is make sure I can last longer than you, but with so much energy, you can't possibly defeat me within your own time limit, can you?"

Muroshi's pain wasn't about energy at all... but about the destruction of his physical body. With his body destroyed, his consciousness would return, and that return meant certain death; no matter how much energy he had, he couldn't guarantee his consciousness wouldn't be damaged. After all, not everyone could rebuild their physical body using their own energy, at least not quickly... the higher the cultivation level, the harder it was to acquire the corresponding healing methods. Let alone a fourth-tier powerhouse, even a Saint would have to retreat into seclusion to recuperate after suffering the trauma of physical destruction; otherwise, what if it damaged their very foundation and affected their future?
Do you really think everyone has the healing power of a god, and everyone can use their own energy to heal quickly? When you reach a higher level of cultivation, if you can't temporarily suppress such an injury, you can only proceed slowly, using the method most suitable for you to absorb and recover.

What? You're expecting professional healing techniques at the Spirit Rank level? Mroshi could only say, then I might as well just honestly practice my breathing exercises for a thousand years; maybe I can even improve while healing myself. Spirit Rank healing spells… those are beyond divine magic.

This is the common logic behind any powerful individual's fear of damage from someone of a higher level... What level am I, and what level are you? It's one thing if I kill you with a single slap, but even if it's an exchange of injury, the stronger party always loses. In situations like this, isn't it simply a matter of who has the lower stats who benefits?
Moreover, Muroch has the weakness of not being able to die physically... There's nothing that can be done about it, since leaving the Abyss is the only way for him to recover his strength and even ascend to sainthood.

"This guy is just bluffing... My energy is stronger than his, and it has a more corrosive nature. I'll just annihilate his energy before my energy body collapses!" With a thought, Muroshi stretched his hands to the sides, and the void naturally surged, like chaotic waves roaring on both sides, creating a sky-reaching force that then surrounded Mu Xiang.

[As expected, if he didn't consider any other trump cards he might have, this was the only thing he could do.]

Mu Xiang's heart stirred. Although it seemed like a glimmer of hope had appeared, he couldn't afford to waste the opportunity... After all, he didn't know if this sudden energy would appear again.

The next moment, Mu Xiang raised the Jiyue Sword and used two consecutive Shuiyue Hutian attacks to block Muroshi's offensive. He also created a safer position for himself to prevent being worn down by Muroshi.

One fundamental fact remains unchanged... It's Mrohi who can't afford to waste time, not Mu Xiang!

Golden light and sword energy gathered in the distance, and the chaotic void that had just collided with Muroshi was once again pulled in that direction. Mu Xiang's figure disappeared behind the confluence of the Cloud River Returning to the Void, and his aura also became chaotic.

"Trying to stall for time with the memorial tablets...you really know how to come up with something like that." Muroshi sneered, and the pull on the tip of the Jiyue Blade was immediately disrupted. Several inexplicable distortions began to frantically suck up space and energy, clearly indicating that the power of Yunhan Guixu would be greatly weakened.

At the same time, a roaring azure descended from the sky, resembling a giant demon's head. The mere opening of its mouth shattered space, then merged into it, transforming into highly lethal fragments that pressed down relentlessly on Mu Xiang, who was hidden behind the flashing sword energy.

"I told you, a quick victory... You didn't expect me to take the initiative." Mu Xiang's low chuckle rang in Muroshi's ear, his golden hands reaching into the dark blue figure. "And, it seems this isn't the first time you've been tricked?"

The violent energy surged into Muroshi's body with those hands. Mu Xiang, who had abandoned Jiyue, could no longer contain himself and burst into wild laughter, tearing the energy body apart violently!
The injuries that could have been healed became Murroshi's death warrant at this moment... Having exhausted his rationality, his chaotic consciousness was drawn to an even more chaotic source. Now that his energy body has been destroyed, his consciousness can no longer hold on.

(End of this chapter)