Published: February 11, 2025
The avatars of the Holy Father were too close together, and as a result, they were all hit by the spewed magma.
The ability of Red Hair, at least on the surface, was far less dazzling than the skills Xia Bai had just used.
Both the rotating waltz and the apocalypse hurricane were visually captivating, but Red Hair's attack was simple—just a spear thrust followed by shooting magma, far less impressive than the earlier flare of flames.
However, the avatars of the Holy Father began to retreat, which was something completely unexpected.
This could only mean that the Holy Father feared this magma.
This situation was not surprising; when Red Hair had decisively leapt into the sea of magma, even the fully powered Holy Father had not dared to pursue her. This was enough to show Red Hair that even a ninth-level life feared such extreme natural forces.
The magma erupted without any dead angles; even though the three avatars of the Holy Father had already retreated, they were instantly engulfed by the extremely high-temperature magma.
The audience, who had their mouths agape in disbelief ever since Xia Bai's attack, were stunned—how had the Holy Father suddenly fallen into such a passive position? Had the two women eliminated by the posthumous child and the Cloud Summit coalition become strong enough to contend with the Holy Father?
Without the complexity of Xia Bai's previous moves, a single simple attack had allowed Red Hair to inflict damage on the Holy Father's avatar almost simultaneously with Xia Bai.
As the apocalypse hurricane and the magma dissipated, the onlookers scanned the battlefield and found that the number of Holy Father avatars had decreased from seven to three!
Except for the one in the middle, Xia Bai and Red Hair were left facing only one.
The three avatars let out a roar and gathered in the same direction, temporarily leaving the battlefield.
Red Hair glanced at Xia Bai and thought she was quite impressive.
This was something that could never have happened before; in the past, Red Hair had eyes for no one besides Ye Zhongming, and perhaps one other—spirit woman.
"I just wanted to conserve some energy, but it seems that's not going to work," said the remaining three avatars of the Holy Father in unison, raising their Wind and Thunder Twin Birth once more. This time, three beams of sword light flew out—two aimed at Red Hair, and one at Xia Bai.
Xia Bai let out a muffled grunt as her body fell from the air; her immunity phase had ended. Faced with such rapid sword light, she could only slightly tilt her body before being struck. The blood light flashed on her Fallen Celestial Wings, and even though the avatar's attack was weaker than the main body, it still seriously injured the wings that had become a part of Xia Bai. She could no longer maintain her balance in the air and fell.
On the other side, perhaps the undead fish dragon had left a deep impression on the Holy Father; one of the sword lights targeted the bone dragon, while the other two struck Red Hair and the bone fish dragon.
Just like before, the speed was too fast for Red Hair to dodge, and she could only take it head-on, but the outcome was much better than Xia Bai's. The beam that struck the undead fish dragon left a deep mark on its solid bones, and in some places, it was even severed.
However, the undead fish dragon seemed unconcerned; the energy flowing between its bones quickly began to repair these injuries, restoring them to their original state in just a few seconds.
But Red Hair clearly wasn’t as easy to manage as the fish dragon. The sword light struck her, and even though she tried to block with her spear, it nearly knocked her off her mount. She staggered twice before regaining her footing, but deep sword scars appeared on her spear and the red-scaled battle armor.
The Holy Father snorted coldly and unleashed three more beams of sword light, all directed at Red Hair.
The undead fish dragon also stood up to block these three potentially lethal beams of light for Red Hair.