Published: February 9, 2025
With a silver halo, the black sadness ink pattern scythe plunged directly into Lin Xing's skull.
Some blood mixed with a white viscous substance flowed down, making Lin Xing's already distorted face appear even more eerie.
Xia Bai's body fell from the air, throwing a few punches that sent some approaching zombies flying, her eyes fixed on Lin Xing.
Just moments ago, there were a few scattered cheers, as people thought Xia Bai had emerged victorious, but she herself knew that Lin Xing was not dead. The scythe wasn't in her hands, and it lacked the usual sensation of harvesting life.
However, Xia Bai was determined to end this quickly, and even Lin Xing's strange survival did not surprise her.
Her thoughts were simple: if she couldn’t kill him in one go, then she would just kill him again.
So she rushed forward once more.
It wasn’t that Xia Bai didn’t want to use her elemental aspect; she had already used the purple equipment many times today. Her mental energy could not compare to Ye Zhongming or Park Soo-young, and with the certainty that she would be facing the Yama Tree shortly, Xia Bai did not want to waste her remaining mental energy on Lin Xing.
Her movements were already fast, from landing to knocking back the corpses, then rushing forward to grasp the long handle of the sadness ink pattern scythe, quick enough to dazzle the eyes.
Unexpectedly, Xia Bai did not pull out her weapon. Instead, leveraging the strength from grasping the long handle, she rolled her body and leapt back into the sky, her feet aimed directly at the head of the scythe, intending to stamp the weapon entirely into Lin Xing's body.
At that moment, Lin Xing finally reacted, letting out a strange cry, his legs remaining still as his body leaned backward. The long handle of the sadness ink pattern scythe pulled towards the airborne Xia Bai.
The sound of the wind it generated was surprisingly forceful.
Simultaneously, the branches growing from his body, like tentacles, lashed out towards Xia Bai.
Xia Bai's expression was resolute, showing no signs of evasion as the scythe's long handle and those tentacles struck her body.
There was a brief pause, followed by a muffled grunt.
But Xia Bai seemed unfazed, seizing the long handle of the sadness ink pattern scythe. Taking advantage of the moment when the tentacles were retracting to prepare for a second strike, she landed on Lin Xing’s body.
Though controlled by the Yama Tree, Lin Xing still had battle instincts and consciousness. He wanted to dodge, but he never expected that this agile woman would not evade at all, instead enduring the attack! This left him with no time to pull the sadness ink pattern scythe out of his skull, making it impossible for him to shake off the descending Xia Bai.
A heavy punch landed in Lin Xing's abdomen, even with the obstruction of the tentacles, the punch from the six-star evolver pierced through the belly of the top fighter from Linhai.
Despite being temporarily enhanced in strength by the Yama Tree, his body was still that of a six-star evolver, and Xia Bai's full-force blow made him let out a scream of agony.
Withdrawing her fist, she threw a second punch! Even though her fist was already a bit bloodied and mangled.
Due to the angle of her descent, Xia Bai couldn't strike Lin Xing's head or heart, making his relatively soft abdomen her target.
However, the tentacles protecting Lin Xing caused Xia Bai considerable damage as well; after all, she was not a body cultivator.
Some Cloud Summit warriors watching this scene stopped paying attention, as they knew their boss's personal bodyguard was bound to win.
No one could defeat Xia Bai at such close range, perhaps even Boss Ye would struggle. It wasn't that he lacked strength, but no one could match her ruthlessness.
In close combat, a person who does not care for their life will always have some advantage.
The tentacle-like branches wrapped around Xia Bai's body, and just after her second punch struck Lin Xing, they pulled fiercely, trying to throw her off.