197: Chapter 196 Joint Slaying

Lin Fan changed direction the moment the light curtain exploded.

His body traced an arc during his high-speed sprint, circling from the front of the Fairy Butterfly Emperor to its left side.

The Holy Light energy in his right leg switched from condensing into a light bullet to condensing into a blade edge. The ball of silver-white light at his toe transformed into a golden blade—the Prison Light Armor-Piercing Blade.

The length of the blade edge extended nearly a meter from his toe.

The Fairy Butterfly Emperor's left antenna was turning toward Lin Fan, but the golden light orb at its tip was still being interfered with by the aftershocks of the Holy Radiance Prison. The orb's turning speed was half a beat slow.

Half a beat was enough.

Lin Fan's right leg swung upward, and the golden blade edge accurately sliced into the golden light orb at the tip of the left antenna.

The moment the blade edge cut into the light orb...

The golden light orb began to melt from the crack, turning into countless golden specks of light that scattered in the air.

The Fairy Butterfly Emperor let out a screech so sharp it could pierce eardrums. Its body jerked to the right, attempting to pull away from Lin Fan.

The right antenna on its head was still functioning, and its golden light orb locked onto Lin Fan's position.

However, the shattering of the left light orb greatly reduced its ability to control its body. The direction of the golden light beam deviated from its target, grazing Lin Fan's shoulder and blasting into the ridge behind him.

Lin Fan did not pursue after landing.

He tapped the ground with his right leg, and his body catapulted upward, leaping nearly ten meters from the ground.

In mid-air, his right leg once again condensed the Prison Light Armor-Piercing Blade.

He dived downward, the golden blade edge pointing directly at the still-functioning light orb at the tip of the Fairy Butterfly Emperor's right antenna.

But the Fairy Butterfly Emperor's right antenna began to move the moment Lin Fan leaped, retracting toward its back and hiding the golden light orb beneath the wing membrane.

Lin Fan's Prison Light Armor-Piercing Blade stabbed into the wing membrane, piercing through it. However, the blade edge's direction had already deviated after piercing the membrane, grazing the base of the antenna and missing the light orb.

Lin Fan landed and rolled to the side to dissipate the impact.

Shen Shuang recognized him the moment Lin Fan shattered the left light orb.

But now was not the time for a reunion.

The golden tortoise shell patterns of the Bladed Armor Turtle on her right arm lit up again, and the frost shell of the Frost Spirit Python spread across her left arm. She pushed off the ground with both fists, springing up from her half-kneeling position.

Yu Nian and Xu Tao also saw Lin Fan, and both were momentarily stunned.

Meanwhile, the Fairy Butterfly Emperor had taken to the air again.

The lightning of the Swift Thunder Eagle on Yu Nian's left arm condensed once more. This time, he didn't aim for the wing surface, but for the connection point between the Fairy Butterfly Emperor's right wing root and its body.

A bolt of lightning as thick as a finger shot from his palm, accurately drilling into the crack of the wing root joint.

The lightning exploded inside the joint, charring the remaining muscle tissue.

The vibration frequency of the right wing plummeted. The Fairy Butterfly Emperor's body tilted to the right, falling back down just as it had reached a height of half a meter.

Xu Tao's reaction was even faster.

From the moment Lin Fan appeared, his right Rock Spirit Pupil had locked onto the crack on the left side of the Fairy Butterfly Emperor's head that Shen Shuang had smashed open.

His pupil turned from grayish-white to deep gray, and a stone needle shot out from his pupil, silently drilling into the crack.

The stone needle exploded inside the head, completely destroying the remaining nerve nodes on the left side.

The stump of the left antenna on the Fairy Butterfly Emperor's head twitched, and the light from the orb on the right antenna began to flicker unstably.

Ye Qing arrived from behind Lin Fan.

The green wings of the Wind-Whisper Sky-Cloud Owl on her back were spread to their limit, the silver patterns on the wing membranes glowing like a circuit diagram.

She crossed her hands in front of her and then snapped them open to both sides—Thousand Feathers Sky-Rend.

Over a thousand cyan-white light feathers exploded from her wings, tracing arcs in the air. They bypassed the Fairy Butterfly Emperor's already damaged wings and sliced into its abdomen from below, where there was no golden membrane protection.

The light feathers pierced the Fairy Butterfly Emperor's abdomen, cutting horizontally through its body and severing its motor muscle groups one by one.

The Fairy Butterfly Emperor's six legs began to twitch weakly, no longer able to support the weight of its body.

Ye Wupair stood a bit further away, his right Bright Mist Phantom Pupil glowing to the extreme.

He was in no hurry to act, instead waiting for the perfect opportunity.

The Fairy Butterfly Emperor's right light orb lit up once again.

When the right light orb struggled to function to maintain the golden patterns on the wing membrane, his right eye shot out a mental puncture. He didn't attack the orb, but the connecting nerve between the orb and the base of the antenna.

The moment the mental puncture hit, the light of the right orb flickered violently and then completely extinguished.

The golden patterns on the wing membrane turned from bright gold to dark gold, and then from dark gold to grayish-white.

The Fairy Butterfly Emperor's wings hung down limply, like two giant withered leaves.

Its body completely lost the power to levitate, slumping onto the grayish-white rocky soil. Its six legs kicked a few last times and then went still.

Shen Shuang gave it no chance to wake up.

The golden tortoise shell patterns of the Bladed Armor Turtle on her right arm glowed to the extreme, and the frost shell of the Frost Spirit Python spread across her left arm. Both her fists smashed simultaneously into the Fairy Butterfly Emperor's now unprotected head.

Armor-Blade Crushing Strike and Frost Spirit Burst exploded inside the head.

The Fairy Butterfly Emperor's body suddenly stiffened, its six legs snapping straight before going completely limp.

Dark purple body fluids gushed from the wounds, forming a foul-smelling puddle on the grayish-white rocky soil.

Xu Ziyan ran down from the ridge, leaning over with his hands on his knees and panting heavily.

He looked at the giant butterfly that was now thoroughly dead on the battlefield, then looked at Lin Fan and the others.

He pulled out that unfinished bag of braised chicken wings from his backpack, took a bite, and said indistinctly,

"You guys keep fighting, I'll cheer for you. Go go go, good fight, do it again."

Lin Fan's mouth twitched, and he went over to give him a kick.

Shen Shuang stood with her hands on her knees. The bandage on her abdomen was already soaked with blood, and dark red blood dripped down from the back of her hand.

She looked down at Lin Fan: "What are you doing here?"

Lin Fan didn't answer.

He glanced at the bandage on Shen Shuang's abdomen; the blood had soaked through.

He crouched down, and the silver-white battle armor of Little Rabbit on his right leg spread back up to his knee. He tapped his toe lightly on the ground.

"Light Spirit Holy Prison Domain."

A circle of silver-white light waves expanded silently, enveloping the surrounding twenty-meter area.

The inflammation of the wound on Shen Shuang's abdomen rapidly receded, the bleeding slowed, and a hint of color returned to her pale face.

Yu Nian's burns turned from black to pink, and new skin began to grow.

The silver-white light waves dissipated after lasting for a minute.

Shen Shuang looked down at the wound on her abdomen; the bleeding on the bandage had stopped.

She moved her torso; the pain was still there, but it no longer hindered her from making large movements.

She looked at Lin Fan, her lips moved slightly, and she said, "Thanks."

Lin Fan waved his hand, pulled a roll of new bandages and a bottle of healing Spiritual Liquid from his spatial ring, and handed them to her.

Shen Shuang took them, turned to walk behind a rock, and emerged a few moments later. The bandages had been changed, wrapped tightly with professional technique.