Curse Reply: After choosing Nawa, the cursed spirit cursed me for being cruel.

Duanmu Yan smiled slightly and waved his right hand at his side.

The molten flame unicorn stepped out from beside him.

Without needing to combine with armor, he can now summon elemental spirits even with just his physical body.

There's no way around it, Mother Earth just spoils him too much.

The molten Scale spun in the air, transforming into a sword and a cannon, which landed steadily in his hands.

The sword rested on the cannon barrel, the muzzle aimed at the Stone Flowing Dragon, and magical power began to condense into the cannon chamber.

Lu Ziyun squatted in the corner, her hands supporting her chin, her Ruyi scepter resting horizontally on her knees, her eyes scanning from left to right and then from right to left.

Both of them are gathering their strength; why would he go up and cause trouble?

Moreover, he doesn't know how to use wide-area attacks; his specialty is close-range single-target damage.

Although Xiao Lu was unhappy, her morals remained intact!

And so this undefeated powerhouse from four hundred years ago squatted quietly, occasionally shifting the Ruyi scepter to one knee and continuing to rest his chin on his hand.

One red and one blue, two massive magical forces are constantly compressing in their respective home turf.

The red one is Duanmu Yan. Molten element is drawn from the Nawa Armor, forming a rotating ring of fire around him, so hot that even the air is distorted.

The blue one is Shi Liulong. All the rays of Jiao Tian Guan Xing converged at the same time and flowed into his hair. The blue light became brighter and brighter as it was suppressed, until it was almost white.

"Full Power Ice Smooth Shockwave!"

"Elven Armed Ultimate Skill - Flaming Torch Melting Scales!"

Chapter 221 Excuse me, may I pass by?

"Full Power Ice Smooth Shockwave!"

"Elven Armed Ultimate Skill - Flaming Torch Melting Scales!"

A crimson pillar of flame and a blazing white cannon of magical energy pierced through simultaneously.

The two attacks collided in mid-air, and the point of impact instantly collapsed into a blinding ball of light.

The icy shockwave from Shi Liulong unleashed all of his magical power, and he laughed wildly and with a sense of madness and satisfaction.

"Duanmu, can you feel my enthusiasm? Hahaha!!"

Duanmu Yan chuckled lightly, "Not bad at all, it's a decent meal..."

The two attacks remained locked in a stalemate, neither willing to back down. The light grew increasingly blinding until it illuminated the entire area in a pure white that was impossible to look at directly.

Lu Ziyun crouched in the corner, one hand covering her eyes to shield them from the white light that pierced the entire area.

"The fight is so intense. Duanmu Yan's spell power was originally stronger, but his domain doesn't seem to have the effect of amplifying the spell power output."

"On the contrary, with the support of his own domain, Shi Liulong's output was almost on par with his, making it difficult to predict the outcome of this duel."

"If you ask me, I can only say... either way is possible."

Before the words were even finished, the boundaries of the surrounding area shattered with a deafening roar.

As Lu Ziyun watched the light dissipate above her head, her brows furrowed slightly.

Logically speaking, in a battle of domains, only one person can win. This means one side is overwhelming the other. If both sides were to break out simultaneously, the first consideration would definitely be a draw...

But Duanmu Yan didn't seem like someone who could be defeated. Even if Shi Liulong tried his best, he didn't think this man would lose, or even draw.

This can only mean one thing: Duanmu Yan voluntarily released his domain, and even knowing that he was about to enter the spell meltdown phase, he was still confident of defeating him.

Sure enough, after the white light dissipated, Duanmu Yan was still standing in the same spot, with a faint smile on his face.

Shi Liulong lay face up in the scorched earth not far away.

Duanmu Yan turned his gaze away from Dessert Guy and walked towards Lu Ziyun, his tone apologetic: "Sorry, there was a little hiccup just now, but we can continue now."

Lu Ziyun sighed and hoisted Ruyi back onto her shoulder. "I was prepared. From the moment you chose not to turn off your phone, I was mentally prepared to be interrupted..."

He carried the Ruyi and walked forward at a steady pace. He stopped when he was very close to Duanmu Yan, raised his head, and his body crackled with electricity.

"I just don't know if you'll still have the strength to fight me. If you try to hold on, I'll just kill you."

Duanmu Yan smiled slightly and released the suppressed curse power within his body once more.

The immense magical power spread outwards like a tide, forcing Lu Ziyun back half a step due to the sudden surge of magical power, her pupils shrinking slightly.

He had seen people with immense magical power before, but the fact that this person still possessed such abundant magical power after two consecutive battles was beyond what could be described simply as "a lot".

This is not the kind of magical power that a human should have.

Is this even human?

Although Lu Ziyun was pushed back half a step by the curse force, there was no fear on his face. On the contrary, he became even more excited.

“That was fantastic, Duanmu Yan. You are a formidable opponent. I don’t think I’ll ever forget you for the rest of my life.”

He knew the gap between himself and the person in front of him was an almost insurmountable chasm.

When faced with an invincible enemy, running away is always the first option.

But... that's the mindset of a loser.

"If I'm going to fight a weak opponent, I might as well go home and sleep. I... only want to challenge the strong."

"A brilliant idea."

Duanmu Yan praised the scene and was about to continue having fun when he suddenly turned his head to look towards the northeast direction of the battlefield.

His brows furrowed slightly, then relaxed, but the relaxation was accompanied by a faint chill.

He withdrew his gaze, turned to Lu Ziyun, and gave her a slightly apologetic expression.

"Sorry. Something suddenly came up, so I probably can't continue playing with you."

Lu Ziyun's expression changed drastically. She slammed the Ruyi scepter on the ground, creating a large crater.

"Here we go again! This time I won't let you go so easily. You already answered the phone once earlier, and now you're making excuses again!"

He bent his knees slightly, lowered his center of gravity, and lightning crackled and exploded around him. "No matter what your reasons are, you're not leaving until you make up for what you owe me earlier."

Seeing his earnest expression, Duanmu Yan smiled slightly, reached out and lifted the hem of his suit jacket, revealing a summoner hanging at his waist that had never appeared in this battle. "It won't take long. I will end this battle in an instant... with all my might."

Lu Ziyun's gaze fell on the summoner, her pupils first contracted slightly, then suddenly dilated.

He recognized what it was; it was in the Xiaomao area, and he saw it clearly.

His lips began to curl upwards, and a surge of excitement welled up within him. He gripped the Ruyi scepter tightly, and lightning exploded beneath his feet. His body was ready to receive the strongest attack.

"You mean... you can kill me in an instant? That's truly..."

He didn't finish his sentence because the moment he opened his mouth, Duanmu Yan had already turned the wheel of the summoner at his waist.

The radiance of the four elements exploded simultaneously from the rotating wheel; pillars of light from flame, wind, sea, and rock flashed across the ground and disappeared, all merging into his body.

Thunder Yatare was dressed in an instant.

Duanmu Yan took a step forward and disappeared from the spot.

Lu Ziyun's pupils shrank suddenly. He couldn't even catch the other person's movement. Then, a sharp pain shot through his abdomen.

Duanmu Yan, transformed into Thunder Yatalis, had already appeared behind him, his right hand still in the posture of slashing a hand chop.

"Yatales Divine Speed ​​Demon!"

"Excuse me, I'm out of here for a bit. There's been a problem with my command post. You can lie down here for a while."

Lu Ziyun staggered forward half a step, then his knees buckled and he collapsed forward, saying unwillingly, "Don't go... I haven't used my technique yet..."

Chapter 222, The Night Parade of One Hundred Demons, End

(The reason the Calamity Curse Spirit is immortal is because it's necessary for later plot developments.)

The command center and medical department were originally located in a very secluded spot, hidden in a depression surrounded by natural rock walls at the edge of the barrier.

However, the battle lines of the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons were stretched too far, and wounded soldiers were constantly being evacuated from the front lines. The assistant supervisors and logistics sorcerers responsible for transporting them were coming and going, and eventually, traces were left that could be tracked.

The water clock had followed this line all the way here. It crouched on the rock wall, its cold gaze sweeping across the area below.

The shogunate was visited by the staff, and the staff recognized the blind and easily moved the cape.

Louhu stared down at the two Level 1 sorcerers guarding the entrance to the command post: Nanami Kento and Kusakabe.

Enemies meeting are bound to be filled with hatred.

It recognized Nanami. This blond man was also present in the battle where Hanami was killed. He must have a good relationship with Duanmu Yan. If it killed him, Duanmu Yan would be heartbroken.

"Since we can't kill Gojo Satoru and Duanmu Yan, let's inflict as many losses on them as possible, whether it's personnel or equipment."

The text appears to be a jumbled mess of characters and symbols, possibly a corrupted or garbled message. It doesn't form coherent sentences or paragraphs. A direct translation isn't meaningful without further context or clarification.

“I’ll hold them off. You destroy the command center and medical unit, then we’ll retreat immediately. Remember, Duanmu Yan can sense the fluctuations in magical energy here. He can get here from his current location in no more than 20 seconds.”

Without a word, Louhu leaped off the rock face and rushed straight over.

Nanami was the first to react; he drew his sword, turned around, and met the sudden attack of the water clock.

Kusakabe had already deployed a simple domain on the flank, his blade pointed diagonally, just as he was about to make his move, a slender figure slashed in from the side.

The text appears to be a jumbled mess of characters and symbols, possibly a corrupted or garbled message. It doesn't form coherent sentences or paragraphs. A direct translation wouldn't be meaningful.

She raised her hand, and the gravity spell pressed down directly on the two of them.

"Don't waste time on these two; your target should be the person inside."

The water clock temporarily set aside its hatred and charged towards the densely packed tents behind it.

There were several layers of barriers around the tent area, but they couldn't withstand his attack for even a moment.

It wants to burn this whole place to ashes.

The curtain of the medical tent was lifted from the inside, and Riko Tenn stood at the tent entrance, blocking the entrance behind her with her body.

She pulled a small seashell, about the size of her palm, from her pocket.

The water clock didn't even glance at the seashell.

It didn't sense any magical power, raised its hand, and prepared to casually unleash a flame to burn the little girl blocking its way to ashes.