149: Chapter 149 A Desperate Strike

Wu Li swept his gaze across the area and swung the great flame dragon halberd. A crimson flame surged from the halberd blade, blasting toward the Golden Core Elder. The Golden Core Elder pinched a seal with both hands, and a golden shield of Spiritual Qi materialized before him.

"Bang!!"

The three parties were locked in fierce combat.

Blade light, halberd shadows, hand seals, and beams of light intertwined, exploding into waves of air.

"Hum~"

Within the Colorless Profound Light.

Fang Zhen and the Golden Core Elder had their spiritual senses suppressed and could only fight by instinct, their combat effectiveness greatly diminished. Wu Li, however, was like a fish in water; the Colorless Profound Light had minimal effect on him, and his Blood Pupil could see through everything within the light.

His halberd techniques became increasingly fierce, and the coordination between the Yang Essence Blade Ring and the yin soul blade ring grew more seamless.

Fang Zhen and the Golden Core Elder were forced into a steady retreat, both of them sustaining injuries.

Fang Zhen's left arm had been sliced open by the Yang Essence Blade Ring, blood dripping down his arm. The Golden Core Elder's back had been struck by the yin soul blade ring, shattering his dharma robe and leaving his back scorched black.

"Damn it!"

"To think this Yao Race member has such methods!"

Fang Zhen gritted his teeth as the lightning on his steel blade surged violently. A burst of tyrannical thunder power erupted from the blade, enveloping him in a blinding flash of lightning.

He knew that continuing like this would not work; he was highly likely to be worn down and killed here.

"Protect me!"

Fang Zhen left these words behind, and the Golden Core Elder reacted immediately.

"Heavenly Thunder Steel Blade, Thunder Moves the Nine Heavens!"

"Sizzle!!"

Fang Zhen roared, raising his steel blade high above his head. The lightning on the blade condensed crazily, transforming into a lightning pillar as thick as a water barrel, shooting straight into the clouds.

Wherever the lightning pillar passed, the air was ionized, emitting sizzling sounds.

The sky for several miles around was illuminated by the lightning, with dark clouds churning and thunder roaring.

Wu Li's pupils constricted sharply.

He could feel that the power of this strike was enough to break through his Colorless Profound Light and even severely injure him.

"You don't take me seriously either, do you!"

Likewise.

Wu Li could also see that although this move was powerful, it had a significant charging period. Under these circumstances, if Wu Li allowed him to successfully charge it, he would write his name backward from now on.

"Boom!"

A cold light flashed in Wu Li's eyes as his Demon Power surged crazily within him.

He simultaneously launched the Blood Resentment Curse and the Blood Seal Curse at Fang Zhen.

"Hum~"

Blood-red ripples spread from his body, fast as lightning, and submerged into Fang Zhen's body.

Fang Zhen had injuries on his body.

The wound on his left arm from the Yang Essence Blade Ring was still bleeding. The moment the Blood Seal Curse entered his body, his blood and Qi began to riot, as if something had exploded inside his blood vessels.

In an instant, his complexion turned deathly pale, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

But what was truly deadly was the Blood Resentment Curse.

The Blood Pupil on Wu Li's forehead snapped open, and a scarlet light enveloped Fang Zhen. Under the augmentation of the Blood Pupil, the power of the Blood Seal Curse and the Blood Resentment Curse instantly surged tenfold!

Resentment flooded into Fang Zhen's mind like a tidal wave. Wailing and shrieking exploded in his Sea of Consciousness, like countless needles stabbing his Soul.

Fang Zhen's blade momentum halted abruptly.

He was in the middle of charging, his spiritual power circulating crazily within him, but his blood and Qi were stirred into turmoil by the Blood Seal Curse, and his mind was assaulted by the Blood Resentment Curse, causing him to instantly lose focus.

The Spiritual Qi inside him began to run wild, his blood and Qi rioted, and the half-charged lightning pillar lost control, trembling violently in his hands.

"Not good!!"

"Pfft!"

Fang Zhen spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale as paper.

The light on the steel blade in his hand dimmed instantly, and the lightning pillar shattered with a boom, turning into countless tiny sparks of lightning that dissipated into the air.

His body swayed, nearly falling from mid-air.

He gritted his teeth, forcibly steadying himself, but the hand holding the steel blade was trembling, and the lightning on the blade flickered on and off. At the same time, his protective Spiritual Qi began to falter, and the refining power of the Colorless Profound Light descended, causing Fang Zhen to feel an incomparable, piercing pain throughout his entire body.

"Argh!"

Things were not going well for the Golden Core Elder either.

He was exerting all his strength to circulate his spiritual power, attempting to break through the suppression of the Colorless Profound Light, but he suddenly felt a strange power eroding his Primordial Spirit.

That power was not Wu Li's, but rather... the soul confusing incense.

He had been affected by the soul confusing incense earlier, but it hadn't fully taken effect yet. However, by exerting his full strength just now, the circulation of his spiritual power accelerated, causing the medicinal effect of the soul confusing incense to spread along with it.

His Primordial Spirit began to daze, his spiritual senses became sluggish, and even his vision began to blur.

"Damn it!!!"

The Golden Core Elder gritted his teeth and hurriedly withdrew his spiritual power, attempting to suppress the soul confusing incense within him, but to be distracted at this moment... was just asking for death.

Wu Li seized the opportunity, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

With a thought, the Yang Essence Blade Ring and the yin soul blade ring flew out from the front simultaneously, transforming into two streams of light—one crimson and one ice-blue—heading straight for the Golden Core Elder's face.

By the time the Golden Core Elder realized the danger, it was already too late.

He resisted desperately, a golden shield of Spiritual Qi condensing before him to block the attack of the two rings.

But what Wu Li wanted was for him to focus his attention on the front.

After the first strike failed, the Yang Essence Blade Ring and the yin soul blade ring circled in the air and went directly behind the Golden Core Elder.

"Pfft!"

The Yang Essence Blade Ring pierced through the Golden Core Elder's back, bringing out a spray of blood mist.

The yin soul blade ring followed closely behind, piercing out from his chest, its ice-blue light flashing and then fading.

The Golden Core Elder's body stiffened abruptly. He lowered his head to look at the fist-sized bloody hole in his chest, his mouth agape, but he could no longer make a sound.

His eyes were still open, his pupils unfocused, and his face still bore an expression of terror and unwillingness. His body fell from mid-air, crashing heavily to the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust.

Fang Zhen's pupils constricted sharply, and his expression darkened completely.

He didn't look at the Golden Core Elder's corpse, but instead stared at Wu Li, his eyes filled with lingering fear.

"Dammit!"

This time, Fang Zhen did not hesitate at all.

He took a token out of his Storage Ring. The token was jet-black all over, and in the center, an ancient seal character "Chuan" was engraved.

Fang Zhen bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of vital blood onto the token, while his spiritual power surged into it crazily.

"Decree of the Heavenly Monarch, the Divine Might is vast."

"Fang Zhen, Master of Longcheng Fairy Market, petitions the Heavenly Monarch to suppress and kill the demon evil!"

The moment the incantation was finished, the token shook violently, and its jet-black surface lit up with a blinding golden light.

Those runes lit up one after another, emitting a low humming sound like the roar of thousands of troops and horses. The "Chuan" character in the center of the token suddenly exploded, transforming into countless golden spots of light that condensed in the air into a tall figure.

It was a middle-aged man with a square face, sword-like eyebrows, star-bright eyes, wearing a purple-gold crown, and a jade belt around his waist. His entire body radiated a terrifying pressure.

His gaze was hollow, devoid of any luster, but that pressure was as heavy as a mountain and as deep as an abyss.

Wu Li's pupils constricted sharply, and a chill rushed straight to his head.

"Not good!"

He didn't hesitate at all, not even taking the time to collect the Golden Core Elder's corpse. He flapped his wings violently, his figure transforming into a streak of blood-red light as he shot off in the direction of Taiyue Mountain.