Ascending to Immortality by Slaying Spirits

Chapter 118 - Drawing the Demon-Slaying Picture
Tiger charged forward, its two-zhang-wide black mouth completely enveloping Lin Le.

Lin Le didn't want to be swallowed by it, so he took a step back immediately.

Pfft!
The tiger crashed into the water, creating waves tens of feet high.

Upon seeing this, the white-clad painter in the distance immediately abandoned the small boat, jumped ashore, and rushed towards them.

Her icy blue vertical pupils glanced at him, and seeing that he was only at the sixth level of Qi Refining, she didn't pay him any more attention.

When the painter arrived at the location, he immediately took out paper and pen and stood on the shore watching Lin Le.

Lin Le looked down at the water and saw a giant black shadow hovering beneath him.

Suddenly, a dark figure rushed towards him at high speed.

Seeing this, Lin Le stomped his foot, causing the water to explode, and he himself leaped several meters high.

The next second, an even bigger wave exploded, and the Tiger-Ang Fish leaped up, opening its huge mouth to bite Lin Le in mid-air.

Lin Le looked at the charging Big Mouth and swung his gun.

Sunset!

The giant ball of fire immediately rushed into that gaping maw.

Puff!
Tiger Ang fell to the bottom of the lake again.

'Swallowing the Abyss?'

Lin Le muttered to himself. He saw it clearly: when his fireball landed in that huge mouth, the flames immediately scattered, as if something was pulling at them.

This talent is quite common among fish demons.

'But it must be feeling terrible.'

Lin Le stopped in mid-air, which was not difficult for him now.

Lin Le stared intently at Hu Ang underwater, who had been imbued with the power of the Great Perfection of the Flame, a rare sight even among Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Hu Ang is indeed in a bad situation. Although Devouring Abyss is excellent for defense, it is only effective against ordinary spells. However, it is almost useless against mental attacks like Momentum.

However, what Lin Le didn't expect was that Hu Ang had more than just the talent of "Swallowing the Abyss".

There is also a talent called "Bloodbath," which most obviously means that the more injured you are, the stronger you become in combat.

This is also the origin of its name, "Tiger's Roar".

Scarlet appeared in the fish's eyes, and with a flick of its tail, Hu'ang charged towards Lin Le again.

Lin Le activated his magical power, ready for battle.

Splash! Tiger leaped up, its huge fins flapping, creating a massive wave that carried hundreds of water jets that shot towards Lin Le.

The spear spun rapidly, its movements so tight that water arrows struck it, instantly turning into scattered droplets.

Upon seeing this, the fish sank down, and the sharp spines on its back shot out like a crossbow.

The spikes tore through the air and struck the spear directly.

hum!
A buzzing sound rang out, and the Demon Slayer Spear trembled violently from the impact.

Lin Le's arms were also numb from the shock.

'What a great strength.'

Before he could be too surprised, Lin Le immediately twirled in mid-air and dodged to the side.

call!
However, Hu'ang seized the opportunity to leap up and try to bite Lin Le, but Lin Le's reaction speed was more agile than it had imagined, causing it to miss its target.

As the water vapor gathered, Hu Ang spun around in the air, its massive tail lashing out at Lin Le like an iron curtain.

Lin Le also drew his gun back, and a red ribbon followed suit.

boom!
A shockwave exploded in mid-air, and the remaining force still caused the lake surface to rise up to a height of ten feet.

The painter kept his eyes glued to the battle. Even as waves crashed down, he simply used his true qi to protect the canvas from getting wet, letting the water soak him to the bone.

All he could see was Lin Le holding a red ribbon, the other end of which was tightly tied to the great demon's tail.

With a glint of light in his eyes, the painter Bai had a premonition that the most shocking scene was about to unfold.

His magical power surged wildly within his body, and the excessively rapid surge caused illusory flames to appear around Lin Le's body.

Within the Spirit Platform Secret Realm, the twelve strange beasts "came to life" under the stimulation of magical power: white apes, evil dragons, phoenixes... They all surged towards the highest point of the Spirit Platform, burrowing into the red stone platform above the twelve layers of the Spirit Platform, which signifies the foundation of the Dao.

Boo!
Like a dragon's roar, like a phoenix's cry, a blood-red creature, neither dragon nor phoenix, flew out from the Dao Foundation and leaped out of the secret realm. The White Painter's pupils suddenly dilated, and he saw the sky turn blood red, and a phantom with a dragon's head, a phoenix's body, black wings, blood feathers, and nine tails with crimson eyes appeared behind Lin Le.

"Da Feng!" the painter exclaimed.

The Great Phoenix is ​​another name for the dragon bird. It is the most ferocious creature in the world, fierce and vicious, and it kills and devours at the slightest provocation. Its cry is like thunder, and all things bow down in fear. It regards whales as bait and captures dragons as snakes.

The manager of Fu Man Lou was right; this man truly was a harbinger of death, an extremely wicked person!

Lin Le, however, had no time to observe his own strange behavior; his eyes were only on the large fish diving into the water.

"Wake it up for me!"

With a roar, the seven or eight-zhang-long fish was suddenly pulled out of the water.

The painter stared at the scene, his eyes wide with awe. It was so beautiful!

With a flick of the brush, a picture of a young boy vanquishing demons appeared on the paper.

But no matter how the painter looked at it, something seemed off.

Upon glancing at the crimson color, the painter immediately understood: it was blood!

Without a second thought, the painter cut open his wrist, blood spurting out, and then with a flick of his brush, he painted again, his face stained with blood.

On the other side, Lin Le lifted Hu Ang into the air, then made a hand seal, pointed, and shouted, "Go!"

Thousands of stars shone in the sky, shooting out beams of light. These beams of light converged in the air and finally formed a beam of light ten feet wide, which struck Hu Ang.

Boom!
The defensive spells on Hu Ang's body were pierced, and the beam of light carried him flying hundreds of feet.

boom!
Tiger Ang landed on the ground.

Offensive and defensive changes!

Lin Le charged forward with towering blood flames, wielding his spear, and a golden crow slammed into Hu Ang.

"Wow--"

Tiger Ang let out a long roar, its eyes turning even more blood red. Bathing in blood makes it stronger in battle, but there is also a downside: it will gradually cause it to lose its mind.

Its best course of action now is to return to the water, but driven by murderous intent, it only wants to kill Lin Le.

Water suddenly appeared on the flat ground. With a thud, the tiger sent a barrage of water spikes hurtling towards Lin Le.

Flash!

Lin Le dodged the attack and appeared above Hu Ang.

No guns needed, just fists!

The Qiankun Ring, shaped like a brass knuckle, attached itself to Lin Le's fist and slammed down fiercely.

"Wow--"

Hu Ang, in pain, let out another long howl, this time tinged with a mournful cry.

Lin Le, however, didn't care at all.

Punch after punch, Hu Ang's counterattacks were all blocked by Hun Tian Ling wielding the Lu Kong Demon Spear.

boom!
Lin Le stopped attacking after another punch landed.

Hu Ang's body was now completely still.

It is dead.

After stopping, Lin Le immediately felt his hands and feet go weak, a sign of exhaustion.

How long has it been since he last felt exhausted?
Lin Le thought about it carefully and realized that there didn't seem to be any, since there had always been some element of trickery in his previous battles.

Even though he used some tricks, this battle was still quite difficult.

Lin Le slapped his head, feeling that something was wrong. Logically speaking, after knocking Hu Ang ashore, he should have used a medium-range spell to kill it.

But the reality is that he lost his mind and killed Hu Ang in close combat.

'Just ask Qingli later, ask her if there's anything unusual about your body.'

Lin Le shook his head. An outsider's perspective is clearer; Qing Li should know something.

(End of this chapter)