159: Chapter 159 Battle

"Clang!"

The blade of the great flame dragon halberd collided with the black Qi, exploding into a ring of shockwaves.

Wu Li's figure remained motionless, but the old man's expression changed slightly.

His black Qi sizzled as it was scorched by the flame runes on the great flame dragon halberd, sounding like boiling oil poured onto snow.

"Early Stage of the Third Order; your Demon Power is more profound than I expected."

The old man sneered and waved his hands repeatedly, causing black Qi to surge out like a tidal wave, rushing toward Wu Li from all directions.

Those black Qi condensed in the air into pitch-black chains. The bodies of the chains were covered in dense barbs, exuding a foul, rotting aura.

Wu Li spun the great flame dragon halberd in his hand, causing flames to burst forth from the blade. They transformed into a crimson-gold ring of fire, shattering the incoming black Qi chains inch by inch.

After the exchange, a sharp, demonic sound suddenly emerged from behind Wu Li, piercing his eardrums.

"Ya ya ya ya!!!"

It was a shriek that struck directly at the Soul, sounding like someone scratching an iron plate with their fingernails. Wherever the sound waves passed, the stone floor cracked, gravel flew, and the doors and windows of the shops on both sides rattled loudly.

"Break!"

Wu Li's Sea of Consciousness jolted violently. A Blood Eye Shadow appeared on his forehead, and its crimson light blocked that demonic sound outside his Sea of Consciousness.

Subsequently, the old man pressed forward.

His withered palm passed through the flames, his five fingers hooked like claws, reaching straight for Wu Li's throat.

The black Qi in his palm condensed into a hideous ghostly face, opening its large mouth with fangs fully exposed.

"Trifling tricks!"

Wu Li's pupils constricted sharply. He swept the halberd in his hand horizontally, and the burst of flames instantly overwhelmed the old man's technique, heading straight for the old man's face!

"Boom!!"

Under such terrifying momentum, the old man knew he could not meet it head-on and retreated rapidly.

"Heavenly Yin Profound Power!"

"Protect!"

"Bang!!"

The flames of Wu Li's fire halberd were covered by a grey Spiritual Qi, and the violent flames and grey Spiritual Qi intertwined with each other.

At this moment.

The old man's expression finally changed.

'This Yao Race member has such a strong foundation.'

'I cannot hold back any longer!'

"Netherworld Ghost Claws!"

The old man did not continue to tangle with the flames of Wu Li's fire halberd. He pushed both hands out, and grey Spiritual Qi surged out like a tidal wave, transforming into endless ghost claws that instantly erupted and broke through the flames of Wu Li's fire halberd.

"Hmph!"

Wu Li kicked off the ground and retreated, simultaneously holding the great flame dragon halberd horizontally in front of him. The flame runes lit up, condensing into a crimson-gold fire shield before him.

"Boom!"

The ghost claws struck the fire shield, exploding into a burst of shockwaves.

The fire shield trembled violently, and cracks spread like a spiderweb, but it did not break.

Wu Li was jolted and slid back several meters, his feet carving two deep furrows into the stone floor.

The old man did not intend to give Wu Li a chance to catch his breath.

"Profound Yin Descent, Netherworld Suppresses All Directions!"

"Boom!!!"

The grey Spiritual Qi transformed into countless grey threads as thin as hair, shooting toward Wu Li from all directions, sealing off all his escape routes.

Wherever those grey threads passed, faint scorch marks were left in the air, and the stone floor was corroded into small pits.

Wu Li swung the great flame dragon halberd repeatedly, flames exploding around his body to burn the incoming grey threads one by one.

But there were too many grey threads; they were becoming denser and faster.

A grey thread passed through a gap in the flames, grazing Wu Li's left arm and leaving a shallow bloodstain. The wound was not deep, but that cold, grey Spiritual Qi drilled into the wound, causing Wu Li's entire left arm to go numb instantly.

"It's poisonous."

Wu Li's blood-red Blood Pupil constricted slightly. His Demon Power surged, and the incantation of the Blood Eye Pagoda Sutra exploded in his heart.

The Blood Eye Shadow on his forehead opened suddenly, and its crimson light enveloped his entire body, forcing the grey Spiritual Qi that had invaded his body out inch by inch. Black blood beads seeped from the wound and dripped onto the ground, sizzling.

The old man stood several meters away, watching Wu Li force out the poison, a flash of surprise appearing in his eyes.

"Early Stage of the Third Order, to be able to block my Profound Yin Power; you actually have some substance."

"You old thing talk too much."

Wu Li violently threw the great flame dragon halberd in his hand!

The long halberd transformed into a crimson-gold stream of light, tearing through the air straight toward the old man's chest.

Simultaneously.

Wu Li pressed forward, extending his right claw. The tips of his claws were curved like hooks, reaching directly toward the old man. Colorless Profound Light condensed at his claw tips, and the pitch-black light collided with the grey shield, emitting a sizzling sound.

The old man's pupils constricted; the grey shield was actually melting.

"An innate Divine Ability!"

The old man pushed both hands out, and his terrifying Yin power erupted again.

The moment the old man's Yin power erupted, Wu Li did not retreat.

The Demon Power inside his body surged toward his limbs and bones like boiling blood.

"Colorless Profound Light!!"

"Hum!!!"

The pitch-black Colorless Profound Light exploded from within his body, pouring out without reservation, instantly swallowing the old man whole.

The old man only felt his vision go dark.

All light had disappeared.

There were no streets, no shops, no moon in the sky; he couldn't even see his own hands.

"Hum!"

The power of smelting descended.

"Argh!"

"What a terrifying innate Divine Ability!"

The old man was greatly alarmed, and the Profound Yin Power inside him surged frantically, attempting to push open this darkness.

But the Colorless Profound Light was like a mountain, pressing down on him relentlessly, pressing him so hard that it took all his strength just to move a single finger.

His Spiritual Qi was being consumed at a rate visible to the naked eye, and his skin began to tighten, as if something was draining the moisture from his body.

"Break for me!"

The old man gritted his teeth, and Profound Yin Power exploded around him. The grey light shone for an instant in the darkness before being suppressed again.

He desperately circulated his Cultivation Technique, trying to stabilize the Spiritual Qi constantly flowing out of his body, but the smelting power of the Colorless Profound Light was everywhere, penetrating every crevice. His Spiritual Qi was like a water bag poked with countless holes; no matter how he tried to plug them, he couldn't stop it.

The old man began to panic.

He had lived for over a hundred years, fought countless battles, and killed countless people, yet he had never encountered such a situation.

"You!"

He opened his mouth wanting to say something, but before he could finish, the smelting power had already drilled into his throat.

Excruciating pain.

It felt as if someone was roasting his internal organs over a fire, or as if someone was poking a red-hot iron rod from his throat all the way down to his Dantian.

The old man let out a heart-wrenching scream. His body began to convulse, his skin began to crack, and grey Spiritual Qi leaked out frantically from the cracks, like a punctured balloon.

"Die for me!"

Demon Power poured into the profound light continuously.

The Colorless Profound Light did not weaken in the slightest.

The old man's screams grew weaker and more wretched.

His body was shrinking, his skin clinging to his bones as if something had drained his flesh and blood.

His eyes bulged, his mouth hung open, and his tongue had turned black. He was still struggling, his fingers clawing randomly at the ground, his fingernails breaking, and blood flowing freely.

"No... No..."

The old man's voice could no longer be heard clearly; it sounded like a broken bellows leaking air.

Wu Li did not stop.

The Colorless Profound Light grew thicker, and the smelting power grew stronger.

The Colorless Profound Light tightened further and further. The old man's screams had turned into indistinct whimpers. His body curled into a ball, his skin charred and cracked, his grey Spiritual Qi almost completely dissipated, with only one last breath left hanging by a thread.