CHAPTER 529: CHAPTER 527 QUALIFIED SPARROW_2

Mo Wushen gave a cold laugh, the blood blade aimed menacingly at the Fire Bull’s Sea of Consciousness.

"Since you’re determined to fight to the death, let’s perish together!"

Feeling the threat of death, the Fire Bull became absolutely enraged. Its horn suddenly blazed, like a dazzling, blinding Furious Sun. It quickly shattered the tiny blood sword and rushed madly to kill Mo Wushen! At the same time, the blood blade tore through the last layer of flesh and struck at the Fire Bull’s Sea of Consciousness.

Man and beast, both raced against time. The faster one would win!

"What will be the outcome?" Qin Feiyang murmured.

"Best if they perish together," Fatty chuckled darkly.

The Wolf King smirked. "It’s hard to say if they’ll perish together. But one thing’s certain: even if one of them survives, they won’t be able to make any more waves."

The fight had been going on for some time now, and both Mo Wushen and the Fire Bull had exhausted much of their vital energy.

It all happened in an instant! Just as the horn was about to strike Mo Wushen, the Fire Bull suddenly let out a heart-wrenching shriek, filled with unending pain and desperation.

The next moment, the horn vanished into thin air.

"Die!"

Just then, Mo Wushen roared, pressing his advantage. The shattered blood blade erupted with a blinding crimson glow, dyeing half the sky.

CRACK!

With a sudden strike, he cleaved the Fire Bull’s massive body in two! Blood cascaded down like a waterfall, dyeing the sky red!

Clearly, Mo Wushen was still a step ahead.

Having slain the Fire Bull, the blood blade also reached its limit and promptly shattered.

Simultaneously, Mo Wushen’s body swayed, and he began to fall, his strength failing him.

Seeing this, the black-skirted woman’s expression changed drastically. She flew over, caught Mo Wushen, and quickly gave him a healing pill.

The two halves of the Fire Bull’s carcass plummeted into the lava lake and were quickly incinerated to ash.

"Xiao Qinzi, time to act, right?" the Wolf King said.

Fatty glared at it. "What’s the rush? Can’t you see the Fire Flood Dragon hasn’t shown up yet?"

"Indeed, we cannot be too hasty," Qin Feiyang said.

Although Mo Wushen couldn’t pose a threat at the moment, and Yan Tianfeng and Pan Wuyan were seriously injured, he still didn’t understand them well enough. What if they still had some astonishing hidden methods?

Uncle Yuan had once warned him that he must never let his guard down, no matter the circumstances. He had always kept that warning to heart.

「Above the lava lake!」

Mo Wushen’s blood-red hair and eyes returned to normal. After he had recovered somewhat, he looked at the woman in the black skirt and asked, "Did you see all of that?"

The woman in the black skirt nodded.

Mo Wushen pondered for a moment, then said, "Keep this a secret for me."

"Okay," the black-skirted woman agreed, though she looked as if she wanted to say something more but hesitated.

"What is it you want to ask?" Mo Wushen inquired.

The black-skirted woman said, "Senior Brother Mo, if I’m not mistaken, the power of your Seven Killings Combined technique seems to exceed the scope of a superior-grade battle technique?"

Mo Wushen replied, "You’re not mistaken. The power of the Seven Killings Combined is infinitely close to that of a perfect-grade battle technique. And the Seven Killings Secret Art itself is a top-tier art among superior-grade battle techniques. Master bestowed it upon me back then, but I never used it, keeping it in reserve against Yan Tianfeng and Pan Wuyan."

The black-skirted woman nodded in realization. "Senior Brother Mo, rest assured, I will keep my lips sealed."

Mo Wushen managed a faint smile, glanced down at the lava lake below, and consumed another Top Grade Healing Pill.

Mo Wushen looked at the black-skirted woman again and instructed, "When they come out, don’t tell them I’m severely injured. Otherwise, if they find out, they might take the opportunity to kill me. If they really do that, you will die too. Because then, there would be no witnesses to my death. Even if Master learns of my demise and wants to investigate, there will be no leads!"

"I understand," the black-skirted woman replied.

"These people are truly two-faced," Fatty sneered.

Qin Feiyang smiled faintly, as if long accustomed to such things. "Isn’t it the same in the Inner Hall of Spirit State? Wherever there are people, there will inevitably be scheming and intrigue. This is especially true for the powerful—their ambitions and desires only grow larger."

BOOM!

SPLASH!

Suddenly, a loud explosion erupted from the eastern region of the lava lake, whipping up colossal waves. Simultaneously, intense battle fluctuations pulsed outwards.

Everyone knew that the battle between Yan Tianfeng, Pan Wuyan, and the Fire Flood Dragon had already begun beneath the lava.

The black-skirted woman asked worriedly, "Will they fail?"

Mo Wushen’s eyes glinted with keen light; he had full confidence in Yan Tianfeng and Pan Wuyan. "No. If the Fire Flood Dragon weren’t injured, they definitely wouldn’t be its match. But now, it’s merely a spent force."

His only remaining concern was whether the two of them would discern his current weakened state after they killed the Fire Flood Dragon.

The battle at the bottom of the lake didn’t last long before it ended.

SWOOSH!!

Yan Tianfeng and Pan Wuyan flew out of the lava lake one after the other.

In Yan Tianfeng’s palm, a flame the size of a hand flickered, radiating a terrifying heat.

Upon seeing the flame, Mo Wushen’s eyes instantly lit up, but he quickly concealed his reaction, forcing himself to appear calm as if nothing were amiss.

"Huh?" When Yan Tianfeng and Pan Wuyan emerged, they were momentarily stunned to find no trace of the Fire Bull.

SWOOSH! The pair flew over to Mo Wushen, asking doubtfully, "Where’s the Fire Bull?"

"I already killed it," Mo Wushen stated.

"What? You managed to kill it?" The two stared at Mo Wushen, astounded and incredulous.

After all, the Fire Bull had been at its peak, while Mo Wushen was grievously injured. They had initially thought that even if Mo Wushen could restrain the Fire Bull, killing it would be nearly impossible for him.