socalfunplaces Chapter 409 Taking Action
Chapter 409 Taking Action
Chapter 409 Taking Action
boom!
Amidst the deafening roar, the seemingly indestructible golden light surrounding Chen Yi was now unusually faint.
The purple-gold demonic fire burned it until it shattered into pieces, like glass being struck by a heavy hammer.
"puff--!"
The bald little monk's golden light exploded, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, the blood mist drawing a mournful arc.
He was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground dozens of feet away. His breath instantly weakened to the extreme, and his life force flickered like a candle in the wind. He almost died on the spot.
The Flame Lion was overjoyed at the sight!
"You bald, Vajra-like monster from the Great Green Realm, I've wanted to kill you for ages! Let's see how you get out of this ancient battlefield this time!" He couldn't contain his elation, his voice cruel.
The next moment, he was about to rush forward and finish off the enemy, cutting off their chance of survival.
However, at that moment, he suddenly sensed two rapid whooshing sounds coming from behind him!
A quick glance revealed that the human-faced dragon and the saintess Cang Nan were simultaneously lunging at the three-colored spiritual fruit floating in front of them!
"You have no sportsmanship!" The Flame Lion was furious, his lungs practically bursting with rage. "Didn't we agree to kill this little bald guy first, then fight over the fruit? Not only did you not kill him, but you also stole the fruit while I was away! This is blatant betrayal!"
He was so angry that he cursed, "These two bastards can't even be bothered with the pretense!"
His mind raced, and he glanced at Chen Yi on the ground: weak and motionless, his life force flickering like a candle.
Even without his intervention, he wouldn't live much longer in this harsh environment of five-colored spiritual light.
No, the fruit is more important!
"Hmph, I'll let you live a few more breaths."
He snorted coldly, and a flash of flames appeared on his body. His entire body transformed into a stream of fire, instantly rushing towards the spiritual fruit behind him.
"Put it down, all of you! This belongs to me!"
With a roar, the fiery essence within his body erupted at full power. He was already known for his speed, and now, in the environment rich in fire-attribute spiritual energy, his escape techniques were even more powerful.
Although the human-faced dragon and the Holy Maiden of Cangnan moved first, they were no match for him.
A streak of fire ripped through the sky, arriving first despite being behind, and was the first to break through the combined barrier of the two and reach the location of the three-colored spiritual fruit.
The Flame Lion was secretly delighted: It was only natural for a demon beast known for its speed to overtake others and snatch the spirit fruit.
Victory is in sight!
However, just as his forepaws were about to touch the spirit fruit, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine! An extreme sense of danger exploded from his back and side at the same time!
Two deadly threats came from the defensive midfield.
He scanned the area with his divine sense and his expression changed drastically.
"Aren't we on the same side? Why did you launch a sneak attack?!"
He saw clearly two attacks that were moving at incredible speed:
One of them was the natal snake scale of the human-faced dragon, as black as ink, with a ghostly light shimmering at the edges, clearly coated with a potent poison.
The other arrow was a magic-breaking arrow shot by the Holy Maiden of Cangnan. The arrow was silver-white, and the arrowhead emitted a cold light, carrying a terrifying aura that could pierce through all laws.
These two, who didn't attack the bald man before, and just now pretended to be too slow to grab the three-colored spiritual fruit, were actually planning to lure the lion to steal the fruit and then ambush him?!
The attack was too fast and too sudden; he was charging forward and had no time to dodge completely.
It was about to hit; there was no way to dodge.
At the critical moment, the Flame Lion disregarded the spiritual fruit that was within reach, roared, and gathered all its demonic power to form a thick shield of flames behind it.
Snapped!Snapped!
Two crisp cracking sounds rang out in succession.
His natal serpent scales and the spell-breaking arrow pierced through the shield of flames and shot fiercely into his body.
Scales tore through flesh and blood, and toxins spread instantly; arrows pierced through the demonic power protecting the body, leaving a bloody hole in the waist.
Fortunately, at the last moment, he used his demonic core to block the attack, which prevented a fatal injury, but it also broke through his entire body's flame shield, causing his demonic power to stagnate instantly.
A sharp pain shot through him, and the fiery lion roared in agony.
Just as he turned to retaliate, thinking the greatest crisis was over—
The next moment, a Vajra Finger appeared out of thin air!
His fingers were entirely golden, as if forged from divine metal, and the flowing Buddhist light carried an irresistible, domineering, and murderous intent.
The moment it appeared, the surrounding space seemed to be suppressed.
It carried an indefensible aura and fluctuations of supernatural power approaching the fifth rank.
It directly targets the source of fire within the Flame Lion's dantian!
This finger was not aimed at his physical body, but at the very foundation of his cultivation!
At this moment, the Flame Lion's expression changed drastically.
Feeling the terrifying power emanating from his fingers, enough to completely annihilate him, his blood seemed to freeze.
He looked in shock and anger at where the finger had appeared, and his eyes met the familiar bald face that he had thought was on the verge of death. The other man was no longer weak at all. His eyes were shining brightly, and his aura was deep and majestic, even stronger than in his prime!
The Flame Lion's mind went blank for a moment, and an absurd and terrifying thought surged into his mind.
He exclaimed in astonishment, "You—you were faking it?!"
Chen Yi was not injured, of course.
The Turtle Breathing Divine Power, a technique he had cultivated for many years, was no longer a spell that required conscious effort; it had become an instinct of his body.
As his cultivation improved, especially after learning the direction of perceiving the Dao essence of heaven and earth from the Ji family patriarch and his adopted niece Hu Mingyue, the quality of his nascent soul greatly improved, and this supernatural ability also rose accordingly, quietly advancing to the level of quasi-fifth rank.
He could easily fake dying from illness or injury.
The aura within his body was completely suppressed, his life force was cut off, and his nascent soul was stagnant. Even if a nascent soul cultivator repeatedly probed with his divine sense, he would only come to the conclusion that "this person is dead."
The once arrogant fire lion, after a series of battles, had become somewhat complacent. Coupled with the inherent arrogance of a demonic beast, it failed to notice anything amiss. In its eyes, the bald young monk was nothing more than an ant killed by the aftershocks of the previous battle, not even worth a second glance.
All its attention was focused on the human-faced dragon and Cang Nan, wary of these two equally matched opponents.
However, just when it thought the situation was settled and was preparing to deal with the two human-faced dragons first before turning around to deal with the others, a sudden change occurred!
The bald monk that it had previously identified as a "corpse" suddenly erupted without warning.
boom!
Chen Yi's aura erupted in full force, like a volcano that had been dormant for thousands of years, spewing out destructive power in an instant.
His entire body shone with a rich, dazzling golden light, illuminating the entire space and turning it into a golden hue. The intensity of that light and the strength of its power were clearly no weaker than the Vajra Indestructible Divine Power, a near-fifth-tier technique!
His movements were swift and lightning-fast.
The Flame Lion knew perfectly well that he'd been tricked! This bald little monk was at his peak!
Damn!
This is a trap!
The thought had barely crossed the Flame Lion's mind before a deadly sense of crisis completely enveloped it.
Chen Yi's attack was the culmination of his long-planned strategy and the ultimate expression of his cultivation.
He concentrated all his Vajra power into a single point on his right index finger, and the golden light at his fingertip solidified into a tangible, incomparably sharp edge, even causing subtle distortions and cracks in the surrounding space.
Chen Yi's timing, angle, and target were all meticulously calculated.
In the moment when the Flame Lion's mind was most relaxed, he moved.
This finger strike was almost aimed at the vital point of the Flame Lion's dantian, where its natal Flame Demon Infant was located!