160: Chapter 160 The Final Battle at the Summit of Dragon Tiger Mountain (Part Two)

Mia's hand brushed over the gemstone on her neck that was flashing with an alluring red light, and [Soul Blade: One Person] was drawn from the snowy white between her chest.

She flapped her massive leathery bat wings and flew into mid-air.

Her pure face and devilish figure made her look like the monarch of the dark night—mysterious and elegant.

"Celestial Master, be careful. I'm going all out!" Mia's slightly playful voice rang throughout the entire martial arts arena.

The direct disciples maintaining the Golden Light Spell for the arena's defense pushed themselves to the limit, waiting for the next wave of head-on collisions.

The Celestial Master chuckled, "Alright! It's always just Old Lu playing with me, which isn't that interesting. Let me see your full strength. Actually, I've been curious for so many years. Just how strong are you?"

"At least stronger than that Feng Yao who would lie on the ground and not get up after one slap to the face from you!" Mia's brows tightened, and she unleashed [Milk-scented Blade] with all her might, striking three times in one breath and cutting three gashes over ten meters long and several meters wide into the arena.

"Hah!"

With a soft shout from Zhang Zhiwei, his hair stood on end. For the first time, he used both hands at once. His left hand formed a spell gesture, and the Golden Light Spell condensed outside his body, thick as crystal. With a flick of his right hand, seven golden whip shadows met Mia's three blade beams.

Violent explosions rang out across the martial arts arena. Dust and smoke swirled, and only two figures could be vaguely seen standing in the center.

As the dust settled, looking closely at the Celestial Master and Mia, one was a bit dusty, his white beard covered in mud, while the other was sporting battle-damaged gear. Her black evening gown was torn until it only served the function of covering her modesty, and the black curved horn, which appeared to be metallic, seemed to have had a small section snapped off by the Golden Light Spell whip, with blood bubbling out from inside, staining half of Mia's face and body red.

"That really is powerful, Celestial Master!" Mia licked the crimson blood at the corner of her mouth, her expression dangerous and persistent.

"You weren't bragging before; you probably wouldn't suffer any losses if you faced Wugen Sheng head-on. It's a pity you encountered me..." The Celestial Master also changed from his previous transcendent attitude, looking more like an old urchin who had met a good opponent.

The guests on the sidelines also had their jaws dropped. They knew Mia was fierce, but they didn't expect her to be this fierce. They knew the Celestial Master was strong, but now that strength was materialized before their eyes. This was truly strong.

Zhang Lingyu's "taking her down in three moves" became a joke, and Lu Jin also felt that his previous ridicule wasn't so shameful anymore. If he went up, he might not really be able to beat this girl.

"Still fighting?" The Celestial Master looked at his full set of Taoist robes—the ones he only wore on important occasions—and felt a bit of heartache.

"Go for it, Senior Brother! Don't forget the dark history of being hung up in the secret room and whipped by this girl!"

Elder Tian's language system seemed to have been activated by some strange event, scaring Rong Shan so much that he stopped maintaining the protective Golden Light Spell and hurried over to cover his mouth.

The Celestial Master looked embarrassed.

"Right! I even delivered food to the Celestial Master! Elder Tian is right!" Liang Wuer, enjoying the show, added fuel to the fire.

"It seems, uh, we still have to trade a few more blows, considering Elder Tian is so enthusiastic!" Mia was also a bit speechless. This grudge-holding lifespan was truly a bit long.

"Let's increase the intensity a bit..." Mia's remaining scraps of evening gown fluttered in the wind.

She held [Soul Blade: One Person] horizontally across her chest.

Behind her, a phantom image of a massive cathedral garden began to emerge.

The Celestial Master staggered, "What are you doing? Are you trying to raze my Longhu Mountain to the ground? You have no idea how many cubic meters of mountain top this thing stole from me last time, do you?"

Lu Jin on the sidelines also broke into a sweat. The compensation from last time really made his heart ache.

"I can't, last time I wasn't the one in charge. This time I can guarantee I won't take a single stone from your place..." Mia also blushed from embarrassment over that incident.

The cathedral descended, and a nun wearing priest's clothing with Mia's face 'walked out' from the gate.

"Oh? You switched to women's clothing this time?" Mia teased the Original Owner.

"It's just a skin, the Lord will forgive your loose tongue." The Original Owner summoned the [Grimoire] to float in front of her.

In the graveyard on the periphery of the cathedral, another figure of Mia appeared—a light blue, translucent silhouette that looked somewhat unreal. The [Mimicry] Heroic Spirit form stood behind Mia.

"Interesting. You can actually consider this [Three Corpses]; cutting away both good and evil, just missing the True Self. This Taoist will help you cut away yourself!!"

The Celestial Master's robes billowed, and several thunder dragons appeared around him. If Zhang Chulan's was a [Little White Long Worm], the Celestial Master's was a [Big White Giant Dragon]...

The Original Owner's eyes were also solemn. With a wave of her hand, the graveyard looked like it had been plowed for spring farming; the soil churned, and all sorts of things—the remains of the Goblin Warrior, Sword Maiden, Eita, Mu Ye's One Blade Zhai, Lay Buddhist Erli, the Giant Stick Ninja Group, Die... all crawled out of their shallow graves like puppets, rushing toward the Celestial Master like jackals while unleashing their strongest killing moves.

The Original Owner still wasn't satisfied. The front page of the [Grimoire] began to flip on its own, finally stopping on a bright red page—[Greater Agony].

A red drizzle composed of firelight dripped down from above the Celestial Master's head, even melting part of the Golden Light Spell's radiance.

[Greater Agony: Increases the damage taken by the target by 100%.]

Mia wasn't idle either; she backhanded the Soul Blade to her chest, letting it naturally hang in the ripples of the air.

A moment later, one thousand Mia clones with silhouettes similar to [Mimicry] appeared on the martial arts arena. They held Tang swords and, together with the clones summoned by Mia's [Mimicry], swarmed toward the Celestial Master in the center like moths...

The Celestial Master's [Big White Giant Dragon] was quickly annihilated by the human-wave tactics of Mia and the Original Owner.

From the start of the fight until now, Zhang Zhiwei showed an excited and solemn expression for the first time.

He could feel that each of these one thousand clones had at least ten percent of Mia's power.

If the opponent were anyone else present besides him, they would have met with defeat. This was simply a war; it was terrifying, yet it made him so excited!

The Celestial Master crossed his legs and formed a spell gesture with one hand that even Zhang Lingyu had never seen before.

Zhao Huanjin, the fourth disciple maintaining the formation, looked solemn, "Fellow disciples, push yourselves to the limit! It's time for Master to test our cultivation! This is [Jianggong Thunder]!! Deadly stuff!!"

The Celestial Master's spell gesture triggered a change in the weather. Dark clouds instantly gathered over the martial arts arena of Longhu Mountain, and a torrential downpour began. Silver thunderbolts as thick as cement pipes poured straight down from the clouds in the sky...

Within a single breath, the Original Owner's puppet warriors were shredded by the thunder and torn into dust.

Yet Mia's one thousand clones were completely unharmed, merely having an extra layer of lingering thunder on their bodies.

Feng Zhenghao on the sidelines excitedly took off his glasses.

He turned to Feng Xingtong and said, "Xingtong! Most of the spirits in [Spirit Summoning and Commanding] are evil spirits, ghost spirits, or demon spirits. Very rarely, you encounter legendary celestial spirits or demon spirits that are hard to come by."

"However, these spirit bodies that Mia summoned to fight alongside her do not belong to any of the above. This kind of spirit can completely ignore the thunder of heavenly punishment. We call these—[Heroic Spirits]!"

"To be honest, this is my first time seeing such a large number of Heroic Spirits..." Feng Zhenghao fell into deep thought.

"Oh ho? I, this old Taoist, actually missed?" Zhang Zhiwei, covered in the lingering rhythm of thunder, laughed even louder. "Refreshing! How refreshing!!"

The Celestial Master's robes fluttered as he fought with the Heroic Spirits that had emerged from [Soul Blade: One Person]. He could scatter these blade-wielders who looked like Mia, but he couldn't kill them.

"The grand trend is ultimately unbreakable. Fine, then I'll just strike you personally..." While dealing with attacks from all directions with ease, the Celestial Master also gave Mia a few more [Jianggong Thunder] strikes as thick as cement pipes.

The thunder light was like mercury pouring onto the ground, impossible to avoid. After a few strikes, even the [Nightmare Cathedral] phantom behind the Original Owner was swaying.

"I'm leaving. Anyway, you aren't planning on fighting to the death, just deciding the victor..." The Original Owner 'walked' toward the [Nightmare Cathedral] without looking back. The moment the door closed, a slow, leisurely voice drifted out, "The three clowns you sent me lost all the joy they could have given me in this duel. When this is over, you'll have to come to the [Nightmare Cathedral] again to enjoy the surprise I've prepared for you..."

Mia staggered after hearing this, and right then, a bolt of thunder struck her as she was maneuvering in the sky...

The girl who was struck fell toward the ground like a butterfly in a rainstorm...

The Mia formed by [Mimicry] caught her from behind, taking the brunt of the thunder punishment for her.

Even so, it didn't stop Mia from becoming a demon with broken wings. Blood mixed with fragments of gothic clothing scattered around her, looking exactly like the scene when she first met the Crimson Queen...

"Heh, so I also have a day like her." Mia thought self-deprecatingly, but her attacks didn't stop.

Seeing that the Heroic Spirits couldn't cause any substantial damage to the Celestial Master, Mia had no choice but to go all out.

"Cough, cough, Celestial Master, I have one more blade. For your appreciation..." Blood flowed from Mia's mouth like it was free, and Tuaner, watching from the sidelines, felt her heart break.

"Let's stop the match! Mia! Admit defeat! There's no benefit to winning!" Tuaner's figure pressed tightly against the protective light screen of the Golden Light Spell, her face full of tear tracks.

"Nonsense, I still have a chance..." Mia struggled to climb up from the pool of blood. Unsteady, she used her one remaining wing to barely support her figure.

"Fine, it's hard to find an opponent, and I was a bit heavy-handed. Miss Mia, for this blade, I'll let you take the initiative." Seeing the surrounding Heroic Spirits stop their attacks, the Celestial Master stood calmly in place, waiting for the stunning sword strike Mia had mentioned.

"Fellow heroes! Please lend me your power, let me see just how high this 'heaven of Longhu Mountain' really is!!" With a sharp roar, a long howl burst forth from the mouth of the tottering girl, which actually felt completely natural to everyone present.

The [Mimicry] behind Mia gently merged into her body, using the last bit of energy to resist the aftermath of the thunder.

The one thousand Mias on the field also turned in unison, walking into Mia's body one by one, merging into one with her...

"Oh?" A happier expression appeared on Zhang Zhiwei's face, but it wasn't as wild as his previous rampage; the whole person fell into a state of "Sitting and Forgetting."

On the martial arts arena where the dark clouds had dispersed, it actually felt a bit ethereal and immortal.

The black evening gown on Mia, which had been mostly destroyed, was dyed into a pure white dress by the Heroic Spirits, as new as ever, and her huge bat-like wings also turned into pure white feathers. Except for her bust still being somewhat unscientific, she looked like a water lily sprouting from a mud puddle—beautiful and spotless.

Now she was completely in the image of a Cleric's saintess—beautiful like an angel, holy, and pure. Her figure remained devilish, charming, and alluring.

Mia raised the Tang sword in her hand, "Let us witness this pinnacle of strength together!"

She flew forward, a simple and direct strike. The resulting blade aura directly cut through the protective Golden Light Spell of the Celestial Master's disciples. The blade beam slashed out a hundred meters long, carrying the power of the heavenly thunder absorbed by the Heroic Spirits previously, distorting space wherever it passed! The aftermath flew into the distance, slicing off half a mountain top. It seemed like a strange scream came from the mountain top...

"Xu Xin, you chose a great place, damn it!"

"Zhang Wang, you're old, so I won't hit you. Your [Xu Step] is good, hurry up and go fish the disciples back..."

The voice was a bit far away, and everyone didn't hear it clearly, but it made Liang Wuer shiver with anger. They wouldn't come to watch openly, but had to... Hmm, this is very Tang Clan.

The Celestial Master finally withdrew his smile, his white hair dancing without wind. He spread his arms as if embracing Tai Chi, and the Golden Light around his body condensed into a substantial dragon-tiger phantom— "Longhu Mountain Secret Transmission · Heaven and Earth in One Breath!"

The moment the two supreme powers collided—

"Pop."

With a soft sound, the imagined massive explosion did not happen. The Celestial Master's sleeve brushed across the blade's edge, and that blade aura carrying endless killing intent dissipated like foam. A few strands of silver hair drifted down from the Celestial Master's forehead.

Mia looked down in astonishment, discovering that she had been restrained by the Celestial Master before she knew it, and the Celestial Master's fingertip was lightly tapping her brow.

"Girl," the Celestial Master withdrew his hand and said with a chuckle, "This time I've finally avenged the debt from when you hung up and beat me all those years ago, including Huaian's share! Although it's a bit of an unfair victory, being eighty years older than you..."

The whole place was silent.

No one understood what the Celestial Master meant, but Lu Jin suddenly had a realization, "Celestial Master, what do you mean? You mean these eighty years were just a snap of the fingers for her, and she didn't age like us...?"

"Hmm, Old Lu, why else do I always say educated people have good brains? We took advantage of eighty years and it was still such a difficult fight..." The Celestial Master started teasing the "flawless" Elder Lu again. If he found it difficult, then Elder Lu would have to be categorized as "hard to talk about."

Mia was silent for a moment, then suddenly "puffed" with a laugh. The holy and alluring form faded away like a tide. The remaining black evening gown on her body could barely keep Cang Long's footage from being censored, but it was borderline.

She casually inserted the Soul Blade back into the cleavage between her chest, and it disappeared. "Your solid, genuine kung fu is even more formidable than Zhang Chulan's shamelessness."

Zhang Chulan: "??? What did I do to you???"

The Celestial Master stroked his beard and laughed loudly. When he turned around, three cracks were faintly visible on the back of his Taoist robe. Mia stared at the marks, her eyes flickering. The Celestial Master also said as he walked away, "No need to pay for this half of the mountain, this old Taoist is happy today!! Everyone stay for the vegetarian meal this afternoon!!"