Published: February 10, 2025
Hongxiang, even if he was at the tail end of eighth-level powerhouses, was still an eighth-level. When he launched an all-out attack, Huyan could not afford to underestimate him.
Although the "rift battle technique" provided Huyan with formidable defense, he had been injured earlier and was focused on Ye Zhongming. Caught off guard, he was struck by Hongxiang's attack enhanced by his battle technique, sending him flying, and a large amount of blood sprayed from his body in mid-air.
Previously, his back had been mangled by the Myriad-Bodied Blade Sage's professional skill, and with this collision, the wound there worsened. Many bones were dislocated and broken, and his internal organs were impacted, causing Huyan to spit blood.
This king, who spoke with authority in Posthumous Child King City, was now filled with rage beyond measure. If it hadn’t been for the sudden shift in his body, this battle would have already ended. He would have killed Hongxiang in one blow and then turned around, killing Ye Zhongming with an arrogant demeanor.
But now… the situation was dire.
An eighth-level king did not mean an unbreakable king.
Ye Zhongming and the Hongxiang Royal Family felt regretful; what a great opportunity, such a good chance to end the battle, but this Huyan, with his bizarre battle technique and tough physique, had managed to endure.
Although the situation was reversed, who knew if Huyan had any tricks left?
What made Hongxiang even more uncertain was that this was Huyan's territory. Even though he had made all-encompassing plans, he truly had no confidence in their success.
What if the famous eighteen-man guard outside didn’t stop Huyan? What if King Niao, who had already made an agreement, went back on his word? What if other kings suddenly intervened?
If just one of these bad situations occurred, then what awaited him and Ye Zhongming today would be death.
Having grown accustomed to the comfortable life of a king, how could Hongxiang not fear such occurrences?
Huyan could not allow himself to be in danger; Hongxiang and Ye Zhongming did not want to be in danger either. So regardless of the situation, it was no longer within their consideration. What they needed to do was one thing: eliminate each other before anyone else could interfere!
Thus, both sides made their moves.
After sending Huyan flying, Hongxiang himself felt unwell. His internal energy was surging, and the area previously struck had completely lost sensation. More than half of his body felt weak and numb, lacking any strength. He knew that Huyan's rift battle technique was beginning to erode his body. If he didn’t treat it in time, it would pose a future risk.
But now was not the time for healing. Before his body could steady itself, Hongxiang charged forward again, still with all his might, targeting the still-falling Huyan.
Huyan also moved. His body was still rolling in mid-air, and his rift battle technique activated again. The wounds on his chest and back were covered in black flames, revealing an uncontrollable look of pain on his face.
He used a secret method to temporarily seal these wounds, which allowed him to maintain his combat strength in a short period. Of course, it would be troublesome afterward, and he would need a longer time to recover.
But it was worth it!
As long as he could kill Hongxiang and capture Ye Zhongming, everything would be worth it!
Huyan didn’t mind the broken bones in his hands. Black fire gathered, forming a spiraling sword of black fire with every breath he took. What he needed to do was to touch the ground upon landing and then slice off Hongxiang's head or sever Ye Zhongming’s remaining arm.
Ye Zhongming naturally moved as well. He scattered a handful of carnivorous plant seeds in the direction where Huyan was landing.
At the same time, he used the condensed summoning technique!
Given the opportunity, he would have preferred to use his cultivation skill to grow the seeds into carnivorous plants. Unfortunately, he was a bit far away, but he still managed to sprinkle a good amount of Nourishing Life Soil at the moment he made his move.