Chapter 2918 - 1137: Shifting Roles of Attack and Defense

Chapter 2918: Chapter 1137: Shifting Roles of Attack and Defense

Woosh!

Taiyi’s gaze withdrew from between the red moon and the blue moon, taking a long breath, his exhalation like a hurricane, falling upon the cloud sea and stirring up sheets of clouds, reminiscent of the willow catkins by the Silent River at the end of March.

Click!

The magazine of the charm gun in his hand turned slightly, the crisp sound of the mechanism echoed far.

He didn’t give Professor Montreya a chance to speak, raising his hand for a shot—perhaps in the whole world only the two of them were left alive, so it didn’t matter if the aim was off—the young legend, carrying this subtle thought, didn’t pause his finger in the slightest and, in the blink of an eye, emptied the five remaining Fu Bullets in the magazine in one go.

Unlike the Fu Bullets wrapped with Talisman paper, the ones directly condensed within the charm gun magazine didn’t have any flashy effects; they were simply refined from magic power and curse power, shattering anything in their path in the simplest and most brutal manner.

Simple is usually the best.

This world is too complex, and people tend towards certainty; it’s an instinct to seek stability. Borrowing a quote from Dr. Neumann, if a wizard doesn’t believe magic is simple, it’s only because he hasn’t realized how complicated life is.

Though five Fu Bullets aren’t many, they’re sufficient to block Professor Montreya’s escape route to the greatest extent.

However, he apparently didn’t intend to continue escaping.

After Elder Ruoyu left, the pressure of ’Primordial’ was suddenly relieved. Facing Taiyi’s first wave of attacks, he simply crossed his hands and casually performed an ’Immovable Ming King’ hand jue, shouting one word:

"Arrive!"

A layer of light-golden phantom suddenly detached from him, its features indistinguishable from the real person, seemingly like a layer of insect skin or cicada shell, calmly facing the direction where the five Fu Bullets were flying.

Ping.

The first Fu Bullet shattered the golden phantom’s right arm.

Ping.

The second Fu Bullet hit the golden phantom’s head.

Then, the third, fourth, and fifth Fu Bullets successively landed on the one-armed, headless, yet still gracefully advancing golden phantom, producing sounds of gold and jade clashing, scattering golden light across the cloud sea, akin to the sun melting and descending as rain upon this world.

Click, click!

The sound of the mechanism turning rang out once more, this time the magazine was fully loaded with six Fu Bullets, and Taiyi again showed no hesitation, shooting the second round of Fu Bullets at his opponent’s face.

Just that this round, each time after firing, the gun barrel would slightly tremble, the Fu Bullets’ trajectory no longer straight, but instead gracefully curved through the void, enveloping Primordial from all directions and angles in a formation akin to the six directions.

"Arrive!!!"

Professor Montreya continued clasping the ’Immovable Ming King’ Dharma Seal, the incantation resonated from his mouth and chest, though uttering only one word, it sounded like several people speaking simultaneously, the overlapping sound like a melodious bell shattering large patches of cloud sea.

Accompanying these incantations, six layers of golden phantoms detached from ’Primordial’, also clasping the spells, approaching the six Fu Bullets from above and four sides, the sound of breaking almost simultaneous, the entire world enveloped in the rain of sun-shattered phantoms, brilliance dazzling.

Inside Taiyi.

Suspended above the altar, Zheng Qing furrowed his brow, silently observing, hesitating whether to start a third round of shooting. Originally, his thought was simple, no matter the tricks or forbidden techniques, he’d shoot just once, followed by another.

But in reality, his shot after shot could only disrupt one ’technique’ after another. With the vast magical power of two legends, such ineffective consumption could probably continue for hundreds or thousands of years.

After all, the task Elder Ruoyu entrusted to him wasn’t just to stall Professor Montreya?

Perhaps because he held two charm guns, the young legend couldn’t help but feel a little arrogant, thinking he could affect the other party somehow.

Upon realizing this, Taiyi quietly turned the magazine in his hand, accompanied by the ’clicking’ of the mechanism, near-pure white spell light converged again at the muzzle of the giant snake.

However, his opponent wouldn’t sit still.

Even though Taiyi hesitated only for a moment, to beings of the legendary tier, the difference between a moment and eternity is negligible. And in that moment, ’Primordial’ across the world pinched out his second hand jue, thumb, index finger, and pinky finger extended and connected, the rest tightly clasped, forming an ’Inner Lion Seal’.

"Manifest!"

Primordial took a heavy step forward, the mighty stride shattering the earth veins within a radius of thousands of miles, the mountain ranges lying prone on the ground rose like little snakes into mid-air, under the command of the Inner Lion Seal, intertangled and coiled together, momentarily transforming into a massive hand covering the sky and earth, slamming down on Taiyi.

Truly covering the sky.

Truly Mount Tai crushing the top.

Zheng Qing’s eyes showed no trace of panic, instead, he put away the snake, hung it on his belt, and once again reached into the void with his right hand, pulling out his other Remington.

Compared to the Colt, although Remington’s rate of fire is slower, its Fu Bullets are more powerful.

Boom!

With just one shot, the hand constructed of mountains was instantly blasted apart, the giant rocks crashing down, punching one ugly deep pit after another into the cloud sea.

"Manifest!!!"

The reiterated sound of Primordial echoed from afar.

The fists made of mountain ranges, the palms condensed from cloud sea, arrows forged from moonlight, wave after endless wave of onslaught showed no sign of stopping. The experienced professor wouldn’t grant the young wizard any favors, nor would he hesitate for an instant.

The exchange of offense and defense probably means just that.

A moment ago, he seized a slight initiative created by Elder Ruoyu, but now he unknowingly lost it all.

A flash of insight arose in Zheng Qing’s heart, yet he didn’t waste time regretting, instead choosing to honestly retreat a step backward, alternating firing with the two charm guns in his hands, breaking Primordial’s attacks round after round.

If only I had one more hand.

The young wizard thought to himself, and in the next instant, accompanied by clicking sounds, a new arm slowly protruded from the intertwined bones beneath Taiyi’s ribs.

For a legend, the mortal body is not a limitation, and the transformation of flesh and blood is a basic ability. However, for most legends, having one more arm or one less makes no fundamental difference.

But Zheng Qing is different.

Oozing with fresh blood, the newborn arm didn’t wait for the dripping to cease, impatiently reaching for the waist and taking down the silver-cased pocket watch.

Click.

The sound of the watchcase popping open immediately caught Professor Montreya’s attention.

"Oh, damn it!"

The professor muttered a low curse, his tone tinged with indescribable envy. Unexpectedly, he felt much like the impoverished Lady Shi Ji in Fengshen Yanyi, facing Nezha who just returned from Kunlun Mountain with a bundle of treasures.