Translator: CinderTL

The longsword in Yang Yu's right hand gleamed with a cold light, unleashing a sword aura that stretched for dozens of feet.

The shield in his left hand shone with golden brilliance.

Beside him, the Ice Soul Spider bared its fangs and claws, its monstrous form fully revealed.

Facing Yang Yu's fierce charge, Song Wen remained calm. The ring on his finger suddenly levitated, hovering above his head and rapidly transforming into a bronze ring over ten feet in diameter.

The bronze ring showered down a bronze-colored radiance, coalescing into an azure shield that clung tightly to Song Wen's body and limbs. Then, with a movement, he charged toward Yang Yu.

Seeing Song Wen's arrogance—charging forward empty-handed—a sharp glint flashed in Yang Yu's eyes.

He raised his longsword high and slashed down at Song Wen with a single strike.

Simultaneously, the Ice Soul Spider, leveraging its ten-foot height advantage, thrust its two sharp forelimbs downward like giant spears.

Clang, clang, clang.

Three piercing clashes of metal on metal rang out.

The longsword and the two forelimbs struck the azure shield as if piercing an eternal, indestructible boulder, failing to budge it even an inch. However, the immense force they carried abruptly halted Song Wen's forward momentum, as if he had collided with an invisible mountain.

"Roar!"

The Giant Corpse Song Wen controlled seemed enraged, roaring at the sky.

His mind stirred, and the Bronze Ring above his head transformed into a Phantom Shadow that lunged toward the Ice Soul Spider.

Unaware of the Phantom Shadow's threat, the Ice Soul Spider instinctively raised its forelimbs to block.

However, the forelimbs passed through the Phantom Shadow without resistance.

Helplessly, it watched as the Bronze Ring Phantom Shadow encircled its head.

The Ice Soul Spider felt a surge of powerful binding force, preventing its Demon Power from flowing freely.

The Phantom Shadow rapidly shrank, intensifying the binding force. Not only did its Demon Power grind to a complete halt, but it also lost all ability to move its limbs.

Yang Yu watched this scene with shock and awe.

The Bronze Ring's binding technique was so potent that it could restrain a Fourth-Tier Peak Spirit Beast—a truly terrifying feat.

He bent his body slightly, his Spiritual Power surging and gathering at the sharp horn atop his head, causing it to gleam with a cold light.

Then, mobilizing every muscle and bone in his body, he shot forward like an arrow loosed from a bow, his momentum unstoppable as he charged straight for Song Wen's chest.

Song Wen's pupils contracted sharply. The imposing aura of Yang Yu's single horn, like a mountain torrent unleashed, possessed the power to cleave mountains and sever rivers, making him feel a hint of threat.

The Giant Corpse he had transformed into raised its massive, razor-sharp claws high, as if they could tear through the heavens, and lunged towards Yang Yu's head.

Yang Yu raised his hands, his shield and longsword each blocking one of the Giant Corpse's claws.

Clang! Clang!

Two thunderous booms echoed.

Yang Yu felt a mountain-like force slam into him, his arms going numb and nearly losing his grip on his Mystic Treasures.

His body was forced downwards by the impact.

In a narrow pass, the brave prevail!

Yang Yu knew he couldn't retreat now. Gritting his teeth, he gathered all his strength and thrust his head forward.

To his delight, since he had fallen several feet, his single horn was now perfectly aligned with Song Wen's abdomen.

If he could shatter the azure shield protecting Song Wen, he could then pierce his dantian, destroy his Nascent Soul, and win the battle in one fell swoop.

However, when Yang Yu's sharp horn slammed into the azure shield, the shield rippled violently like a lake struck by a stone, but it didn't shatter.

Even more terrifying, a powerful recoil force surged back at him, crashing against him like a tidal wave, leaving him dizzy and disoriented.

Suddenly, Yang Yu realized a giant hand, like an iron clamp, had seized his right arm.

Simultaneously, a whooshing sound came from behind, and a massive foot slammed down onto his neck.

He had sharp horns on his head and bone spikes on his back, making his neck the most vulnerable point.

The giant hand gripping his arm yanked upward, while the foot crushing his neck exerted downward pressure like a mountain-sized boulder.

These opposing forces tore at Yang Yu's body, and even the monstrous form he had assumed after merging with the Blood Wraith Beast couldn't withstand the intense tearing sensation. It felt as though his flesh might be ripped apart at any moment.

But the attack didn't end there.

Brilliant lightning suddenly erupted from the foot.

The lightning raged, and electric snakes danced wildly.

The monster Yang Yu had become was instantly engulfed in the blinding light. His body was charred black, and the pain pierced to his very bones.

A gaping wound suddenly split open in the monster's abdomen, and Yang Yu's true form slid out.

Captured by Song Wen, he knew he was outmatched and had no choice but to abandon his monstrous form and escape like a cicada shedding its shell.

Though most of Song Wen's attacks had been absorbed by the Blood Wraith Beast, Yang Yu was still severely injured.

Completely devoid of fighting spirit, Yang Yu activated his escape technique and fled directly toward the lake below.

Yang Yu and the Blood Wraith Beast dissolved, revealing the beast's true form.

The monstrous arm Song Wen had been holding transformed into one of the many fleshy petals on the Blood Wraith Beast's body.

The Blood Wraith Beast resembled a withered flower ravaged by a violent storm. Its fleshy petals were charred black, curled and drooping, covered in fine cracks. The central tentacle hung limply.

Song Wen stretched out his massive hands, grasping most of the petals between them. He raised his hands above his head and pulled them apart with all his might.

The Blood Wraith Beast instantly split in two, torn into halves.

Crimson blood gushed forth, drenching Song Wen and staining him like a blood-soaked demon.

Song Wen opened his fanged mouth, his tongue flicking out to lick the lingering blood from his lips. He watched Yang Yu's frantic escape, his eyes gleaming with bloodlust.

With a wave of his hands, he hurled the Blood Wraith Beast's remains toward the towering Blood Wall in the distance.

Immediately after, a light flashed between Song Wen's eyebrows, and nine transparent, razor-sharp blades materialized, hurtling straight toward Yang Yu.

Sensing the Focused Spirit Stabs closing in from behind, Yang Yu, already in a state of utter panic, felt his heart clench. Despair flickered in his eyes.

Suddenly, a palm-sized jade plaque appeared in his hand.

The jade plaque emitted waves of white light, enveloping a ten-yard radius around him.

However, this Mid-Grade Soul Defense Magical Treasure proved utterly useless against Song Wen's Peak Nascent Soul spiritual sense attack.

The white light was easily torn apart, and the nine transparent blades plunged directly into Yang Yu's head.

"Aaaah!"

Yang Yu's anguished scream pierced the air.

It felt as if countless razor-sharp needles had simultaneously pierced his brain.

The soul-splitting agony left his thoughts in utter chaos, rendering him unable to control the flow of Spiritual Power within his body.

His form immediately spiraled out of control, crashing into the lake.

Splash!

Water erupted in all directions, sending up a ten-yard-high wave.

(End of the Chapter)

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