152: Chapter 151: Magical Arts!!

Chapter 151: Demonic Art!!

The [Red Flood Dragon] had torn open its own flesh and blood, completely wrapping [Fahai] in a crimson aura.

However, the colorful glazed light emanating from [Fahai]'s body was truly despair-inducing, making him seem almost completely unshakable. Yet, looking closely, one could see that his seemingly radiant and colorful glazed body was now slowly being stained by the crimson aura, and cracks were beginning to surface on its exterior.

But this was achieved at the cost of the [Red Flood Dragon] carving open all of its own flesh. By now, it had reached its limit, and the crimson aura was slowly dissipating.

Sun Po grew anxious: "What should we do? Are we really going to fail at the final hurdle?"

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He believed he had found the perfect way to break the deadlock, but if [Fahai]'s Buddhist heart remained stable and he kept chanting the scriptures without opening his eyes, there was really not much Sun Po could do.

And the crimson aura that could affect [Fahai] the most was also failing to sustain itself as the [Red Flood Dragon] ran out of fuel. It seemed everything was destined to end in failure after all.

He was truly unwilling to accept this, but there was nothing he could do. After all, nobody could have anticipated such a ridiculous Jinshan Temple and [Fahai]. Sun Po looked toward where Liu Jianren had been standing earlier, only to find that he had disappeared.

Looking closer, through the gradually dispersing nitrogen-argon red mist, Liu Jianren's eyes were bleeding, and a crimson aura burned on his hands as he pressed them ruthlessly against his own chest.

"Boom!!"

His chest blew open with a bang, accompanied by a flash of crimson fire from an explosion that wasn't particularly intense.

Stray flames scattered, flesh and blood flew in all directions, and broken bone fragments splattered.

[Wuzhiqi]'s eyes widened. Even he had never expected Liu Jianren to have such a ruthless side.

This kid usually acted like a clown, but who would have thought he could be so ruthless to himself?

Sun Po, however, remained unfazed. Although Liu Jianren usually seemed unreliable, the fact that he had dared to entrust his life to the unfamiliar Sun Po during their very first entry into a secret realm made Sun Po certain that this kid would become someone great in the future.

Sun Po had never seen that kind of heroic spirit—treating life and death lightly while valuing loyalty—in anyone else. Such a personality might seem unremarkable, appearing as nothing more than a thick-skinned, shameless rascal, but the decisiveness hidden beneath it, along with his calm and indifference in the face of his own life and death, was something most people could never achieve.

At this moment, after finally breaking free from the control of the Jinshan Temple, Liu Jianren quickly analyzed the situation through the [Red Flood Dragon]'s memories and understood everything.

He knew that if he didn't risk his life now, they might really never get out.

The tragic state of the [Red Flood Dragon] was right before his eyes, but he had no time for grief. The emotion of sadness only flashed through Liu Jianren's mind for an instant before being swiftly replaced by calm analysis.

"This [Jinshan Temple] secret realm should have already been destroyed, but the Jinshan Temple before me is some unknown evil entity. It seems to have the ability to control minds and forcibly manufacture memories."

"Brother Po is still awesome, actually managing to find the weakness that this monster is afraid of seeing itself turn into a snake."

"Does this crimson aura emitted by the [Red Flood Dragon] when it's injured seem to have a huge impact on [Fahai]?"

"Is this crimson aura the sword qi of the [Chixiao Sword Pill]? No, there's also another scent to it. It seems to be something in my blood?"

He suddenly remembered this feeling. Every time he used his unique talent to bless others, he would feel as if something in his blood was being drained.

And at this moment, he vaguely felt that the drained substance was exactly the crimson aura surrounding the [Red Flood Dragon].

This feeling came out of nowhere, with no source to trace; it was pure intuition.

Just as when Yang Xinyue saw that material and felt it was very important to [Yang Wulang], there was no special reason, just pure intuition.

This kind of intuition was generally referred to by Card Makers as a Sudden Inspiration. It was extremely mysterious, yet it often saved lives.

At this moment, Liu Jianren's Sudden Inspiration also helped him make a choice—to mobilize all the power of the [Chixiao Sword Pill] and blast his own chest!!

The guy surnamed Liu was indeed good at analyzing the situation and making the right choice, even if that choice looked like suicide.

Sun Po caught a glimpse of Liu Jianren looking in his direction. There were no melodramatic words like "run quickly," just a plain, ordinary glance, a look like any other day.

It was just like when they first met, that short, red-haired classmate.

Sun Po felt as if his heart had suddenly been struck hard. His relationship with Liu Jianren was more like that of friends who both came from commoner backgrounds.

In Sun Po's eyes, this kid was sometimes stupid, prone to causing trouble, loved to brag, and yelled a lot, but as a brother, he was actually a pretty good guy.

Just the fact that he had unconditionally trusted Sun Po in the [Blackwater Secret Realm] was enough for Sun Po to firmly remember this short, red-haired kid.

So even though they had only become close in the few months leading up to the Gaokao, Sun Po was unwilling to let this kid die just like that. Of course, the immense value of the [Mandate Dragon and Snake] was also one of the reasons, but if it had been anyone else with this talent, Sun Po might not have been willing to stay behind and risk his life to save them.

But with Liu Jianren's chest now blown to pieces, Sun Po's heart sank to the bottom. This kid wasn't a coward, but how could he survive after blasting himself like that?

However, Liu Jianren's self-explosion was not without effect; in fact, the effect was outstanding. The crimson aura emitted by the [Red Flood Dragon]'s flesh was far less intense than the aura radiating from Liu Jianren.

This surge of crimson aura was like a sudden, massive wave, slamming violently against [Fahai]'s radiant and colorful glazed body.

The colorful glazed body, already covered in cracks, could no longer hold out. With a crisp cracking sound, it shattered directly like glass shards.

And this shattering also caused [Fahai]'s entire body to suddenly swell and transform, as a white snake almost the size of the entire Jinshan Temple appeared before the mountain gate.

At the same time, the golden light of the entire Jinshan Temple flickered erratically. The white snake still maintained the posture of closing its eyes and chanting scriptures, but the snake tongue it kept flicking out made it impossible to deceive itself any longer.

The white snake's eyes slowly opened, a trace of panic showing in its vertical pupils.

Sun Po shouted, "[Wuzhiqi], now is the time!!"

[Wuzhiqi] had already mobilized all the surrounding Water Elements and responded, "Master, I am ready!"

"Good. One, two, three! [Water Mirror Technique]!!"

As Sun Po's voice fell, the hand seals of the man and the monkey were completed.

Unlike before, this [Water Mirror Technique] was not just a single giant water mirror.

The white snake's body was completely surrounded from all directions by circular water mirrors. Its massive body, resembling a reflective glass disco ball, seemed trapped in a cage. [Fahai]'s voice was initially angry:

"This is a demonic art! A demonic art! What an incredibly powerful demon!!"

Gradually, the angry voice began to turn into terror: "Demonic art!! Demonic art!!!"