126: Escape from death

"Game over, little bug. Your flame, it's mine!"

She extended her slender hand, her five fingers forming a claw, with purple Dou Qi sharpness swirling around her fingertips, enough to pierce through steel, and fiercely clawed towards Mo Yuhan's head.

This claw was as fast as lightning, ruthless and merciless, sealing off all of Mo Yuhan's escape routes. It carried the absolute power of a Dou King expert, vowing to crush his head and soul together.

The icy touch of death instantly seized Mo Yuhan's heart.

It was clearer and more despairing than any time before.

He could even clearly see the extremely condensed purple sharpness at Yue Mei's fingertips and feel the sharp wind pressure that tore through the air.

All the bones in his body were groaning under the unbearable pressure! The Xuan Huang Purple Flame roared wildly within him, attempting to protect its master, but in the face of an absolute power disparity, it seemed so futile.

"No—!"

In the distance, Instructor Ruo Lin, struggling to get up, let out a heart-wrenching scream. She desperately activated her remaining Dou Qi, condensing streams of water arrows that shot towards Yue Mei, trying to interfere.

But as the water arrows approached within several feet of Yue Mei's body, they were easily shattered by her protective purple Dou Qi, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

In Mo Yuhan's pupils, the rapidly enlarging jade claw, wreathed in the purple light of death, was reflected.

All sounds seemed to vanish, and time was infinitely stretched.

Just as his consciousness was about to be completely swallowed by death, a furious will, stemming from the deepest part of his soul, unwilling to perish like this, erupted like a volcano dormant for billions of years.

It was mixed with his promise to Aunt Bibi Dong, his concern for Sister Little Fairy Doctor, his gratitude to Teacher Frank and Fire Elder, and his reluctance to part with everyone around him.

"You want to kill me?! It's not that easy!!"

Mo Yuhan let out a beast-like roar from his throat, his blood-stained face twisted in a ferocious grimace.

He no longer tried to evade. Instead, he frantically compressed and condensed all his remaining power—Dou Qi, Soul Power, and the essence of the Xuan Huang Purple Flame—towards his right arm!

"Fourth Spirit Ability · Earth Vein Molten Blast! Come out—!!!"

Roar—!!!

A dull roar, as if from the depths of the earth, accompanied Mo Yuhan's desperate shout.

His right arm instantly became the eye of a energy storm! The Xuan Huang Purple Flame on his body receded like a tide, no longer covering his entire body, but instead, like viscous liquid magma, frantically converged towards his right arm.

Highly compressed, frantically condensed.

The muscles and blood vessels beneath his skin swelled up as if inflated, presenting an ominous purplish-red color, with even fine blood fissures appearing on the surface.

His entire right arm instantly expanded by a circle, and his skin became crimson and transparent, as if one could see the terrifying, lava-like energy flowing within.

The instant Yue Mei's fatal jade claw was less than three feet from Mo Yuhan's head, his right fist clenched suddenly.

Then, with a speed beyond limits, he fiercely punched towards Yue Mei, who was clawing down.

It was no longer a throw.

Instead, using his fist as a guide and his body as a furnace, he blasted this destructive core, compressed to its limit, along with his own life flame, towards the enemy.

Boom—!!!

This explosion was even more violent! More thorough! More... closer to the origin than the previous "Crimson Crystal Furnace" explosion.

The moment Mo Yuhan's right fist swung out, it was completely replaced by a highly condensed molten core, with dazzling crimson-gold magma flowing at its center and a thick Xuan Huang crystal shell covering its outer layer.

On the crystal shell, purplish-gold patterns moved wildly like living things, emitting a destructive, soul-freezing terrifying fluctuation.

It was as if he was not holding a fist, but a miniature sun, freshly dug from the earth's core, on the verge of erupting.

The moment this molten core made contact with Yue Mei's descending purple energy claw shadow—

There was no sound.

Or rather, the sound was completely swallowed by the instantly erupting extreme light and energy!

An indescribably massive purplish-gold light orb violently expanded from Mo Yuhan's fist as its origin! It instantly swallowed Yue Mei's figure.

The center of the light orb was pure incandescence, with temperatures instantly soaring to a terrifying level capable of incinerating stars. Its edges were thick and viscous, like seething, boiling purplish-gold magma! The light orb expanded at an extreme speed, instantly surpassing the range of the previous "Crimson Crystal Furnace" explosion.

Following that was silent destruction.

Centered on the explosion point, the ground below silently collapsed and melted like a fragile eggshell.

A massive molten pit, over a hundred zhang in diameter and bottomless, instantly formed! The pit walls were scorching red, slowly flowing magma!

The terrifying shockwave was no longer a mere air current, but transformed into tangible, visible purplish-gold energy rings, like halos of death, wildly spreading and crushing in all directions! Wherever they passed, sand was directly vaporized.

Rocks melted into magma, and trees slightly further away, without even the process of burning, instantly turned to ash.

And at the very core of the explosion, the extreme high temperature, capable of melting through space and incinerating all things, caused Yue Mei's Dou King expert's protective Dou Qi to emit a harsh wail, like shattering glass.

Her purple claw shadow was completely vaporized the instant it touched the molten core. Her delicate body, covered by a light veil of purple energy, trembled violently as if struck simultaneously by billions of red-hot hammers.

For the first time, her enchanting face showed an expression of utter horror.

"Ah—!"

A shriek, filled with pain and disbelief, emanated from the center of the explosion!

Even more terrifying was the effect of "Core Incineration."

The highly condensed essence of the Xuan Huang Purple Flame, like a maggot in the bone, instantly ignored the Dou Qi's defense during the explosion and fiercely invaded Yue Mei's body.

It frantically burned her meridians, flesh, and even... her Dou Qi essence! A burning pain, originating from the depths of her soul, instantly swept through her entire body.

Her vast, ocean-like Dou Qi within her body, under the tyrannical burning of this exotic flame's essence, had its recovery rate forcibly suppressed by more than fifty percent!

It was like half of a surging river being instantly frozen.

"Pfft!"

Yue Mei spat out a mouthful of purple blood, which instantly evaporated upon leaving her body due to the terrifying high temperature.

Her aura visibly withered at a terrifying speed.

And Mo Yuhan, who triggered this world-ending blow, paid an even more tragic price.

He was violently thrown by the shockwave generated by the explosion, in the opposite direction of Yue Mei, and blood gushed like a fountain from his shattered body.

His consciousness was instantly swallowed by boundless darkness and intense pain.

Only a last shred of survival instinct remained, causing his sole remaining left hand to tightly, tightly clench the Reincarnation Grass, which glowed with silver light.

"Yu Han—!!"

Instructor Ruo Lin's cries were heart-wrenching.

She rushed desperately towards the direction Mo Yuhan fell, tears mixing with blood blurring her vision.

At the spot where Mo Yuhan's shattered body was about to land, space twisted and rippled violently, like water into which a stone had been thrown.

Immediately after, Mo Yuhan's broken body, along with Instructor Ruo Lin who was closely pursuing him, was instantly pulled away by a powerful suction force.

"No—!"

In the deep pit of the distant sand dune, Yue Mei, who had just struggled to get up, her body covered in blood and her aura weak, let out a shriek of shock and fury when she saw this scene.

Ignoring the rampant exotic flame power within her and her severe injuries, she frantically lunged towards the rapidly shrinking spatial rift.

However, it was too late.

The moment she lunged, the spatial rift that had swallowed Mo Yuhan and Ruo Lin, as strangely as it had appeared, suddenly contracted inward and completely vanished.

Leaving behind only a massive molten pit, lingering smoke, scorching twisted air, and... Yue Mei's beautiful face, contorted by rage, bewilderment, and a trace of barely perceptible lingering fear.

The desert night wind, carrying the smell of char and blood, whimpered as it blew across the desolate battlefield.