Published: March 3, 2025
CHAPTER 473: Decisive Strike (Seeking Subscriptions and Monthly Votes!!)
“Ding ding”
Liu Yu wielded the Dark Moon Sword, creating an impenetrable defense as he "struggled" to fend off the relentless attacks.
The dark blade of the sword repeatedly clashed with the shining red spiritual light of various weapons, sending sparks flying intermittently.
The death of his fellow disciple ignited Ren Hongyan's fury, intensifying her killing intent toward Liu Yu.
“Ding ling ling”
As she increased her magical power output, the melody from the Crimson Ancient Zither gradually softened, and the illusory blade soldiers it summoned grew sparse.
However, this did not mean the offensive had weakened; on the contrary, it became even fiercer!
Once the illusory blade torrent dissipated, the weapons that followed were more solidified and possessed greater power.
Moreover, considering the environment rich in fire attribute spiritual energy, Ren Hongyan altered the attributes of the illusory blade soldiers, increasing their effectiveness by another thirty percent!
Long swords, spears, iron chains
A weapon shone with red spiritual light as they were all linked in a powerful aura, descending upon Liu Yu in unison.
Under Ren Hongyan's control, these weapons were surprisingly agile, forming coordinated formations that yielded a synergy greater than two.
“Bang”
Faced with the overwhelming offensive, Liu Yu continuously swung the Dark Moon Sword, black sword shadows enveloping his body.
His speed exceeded what ordinary cultivators could imagine.
To a mere mortal's eye, all they would see was a mass of black shadows, unable to discern the true situation.
“Ding ding”
The exceptionally hard Dark Moon Sword, carrying tens of thousands of pounds of force, repelled and shattered the red weapons within a certain range.
Liu Yu dared not withstand Ren Hongyan's attacks with his physical body.
These were attacks from a Supreme Spiritual Artifact, and his opponent had reached the peak foundation establishment stage, far beyond the previous Heavenly One Sect cultivator.
With his current physical strength, it was impossible to withstand that level of power; a single strike would break his defenses.
He couldn't afford to take that risk!
“Zoom, zoom, zoom”
With incredible speed, Liu Yu thrust his massive sword, countering the incoming spear and sword with the precision of a needle against a blade, causing him to stagger backward from the recoil.
Heavy footsteps resounded; even with his meticulous control over his body, it took him a moment to overcome the inertia.
But Ren Hongyan was indeed a top-tier foundation establishment cultivator, unlike the deceased Heavenly One Sect cultivator.
The previous level of attack was merely routine for her, allowing her to unleash it without interruption.
Before Liu Yu could regain his composure,
An iron chain glowing with red spiritual light whizzed through the air, while the spear and sword that had just been briefly repelled closed in within two yards.
Liu Yu could only helplessly suppress his turbulent blood, continuing to wield the Dark Moon Sword cautiously.
After all, he was determined to buy time; every moment he could force the cultivators to expend their strength was a gain.
...
“Purple Robe!”
Upon seeing the death of Purple Robe, Tang Tianbao's eyes nearly burst with rage as he let out an angry roar while in a perilous situation.
Unfortunately, he was tightly entangled by Zhou Ziwen and couldn't spare any hands to provide support.
He could only watch helplessly as this core disciple fell, further diminishing the strength of the Holy Flame Sect.
The deaths of Uncle Yang and Purple Robe dealt an unimaginable blow to Tang Tianbao’s heart, igniting the flames of anger within him.
Fueled by rage, he swung his sword, no longer concerned about past friendships.
“Whoosh whoosh”
At this moment, Tang Tianbao's hair was disheveled, his eyes flashing with a ferocious light, and the spiritual pressure of his peak foundation establishment stage was unrestrained.