Chapter 221 - 217: A Night of Fish and Dragon Dance (10)

Chapter 221: Chapter 217: A Night of Fish and Dragon Dance (10)

Feeling the pressure on his neck ease slightly, the silver-robed old man was ecstatic. As if clutching at a last straw, he shouted hoarsely, "Lord Yu Zhonggui! He’s a Senior Second Grade official of the Imperial Court!

When he is away from the Toad Palace, his word is the palace’s decree! It is as good as gold; he will never go back on it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Fu Juemin in front of him nod slowly. "That’s quite the proposition..."

Seeing that Fu Juemin seemed to be swayed, the despair on the silver-robed man’s face vanished, replaced by joy. In the distance, the icy expression on the face of the man in the Profound Robe, Yu Zhonggui, also seemed to soften imperceptibly.

But the very next second, Fu Juemin’s tone shifted abruptly.

"What a pity..."

Fu Juemin looked up abruptly, a grin splitting his face. He flashed a smile so brilliant it was almost demonic. "I just really hate queues!"

With that, his five fingers snapped shut!

CRACK—

A crisp, short, heart-stopping crack of bone rang out clearly.

The ecstasy on the silver-robed old man’s face froze, replaced by utter shock and disbelief as his pupils rapidly dilated. He didn’t even have time to let out a final scream before his head lolled powerlessly to one side, his breathing ceased.

Fu Juemin tossed the old man’s corpse aside like a piece of trash, casually dusted off his hands, and turned his gaze to the man in the Profound Robe.

The man’s eyes had turned utterly glacial, and the killing intent and fury within them were so palpable they could almost freeze the very air.

"You’re... courting... death!"

Before the words had even faded, a terrifying aura—far surpassing that of the silver-robed man, even surpassing all the previous masters of the Gratitude Sensing Realm—erupted from him like a column of smoke. The surrounding air temperature seemed to plummet.

He flicked his wrist.

VMMMM—

The long black whip coiled around Fu Juemin’s wrist suddenly sprang to life!

It instantly blurred into layers upon layers of illusory shadows, like a surging tide!

The whip’s shadows were complex yet orderly, guided by an exquisitely precise control of Vitality. Under the dark night sky, they converged into a black tide that blotted out the heavens, roaring without a sound!

This tide of shadows devoured the light, seeming to even swallow the sound of its own passage through the air. It carried a terrifying, annihilating momentum as it crashed down on Fu Juemin!

The raging torrent of whip shadows, vast enough to obscure the moon, was reflected in Fu Juemin’s pupils.

At that moment, he could clearly feel that the Vitality his opponent had unleashed was steadily suppressing his own, even in his current state with all Four Phases active.

’Gratitude... Great Success?!’

He wasn’t certain, but his blood was already beginning to boil. An unprecedented, vigorous will to fight surged from his chest!

The Black Flower on his chest silently bloomed once more.

Dense, dark veins spread to cover nearly his entire chest, lending his already powerful and imposing frame a demonic allure.

Five Poison Five Phases United!

The Guardian Demon Soul entered his body.

Stimulated by the Demon Soul Force of two great demons, Fu Juemin’s immense Qi Blood surged once more. If before it was like roiling oil, now... that boiling oil had burst into flames!

BOOM!

A thick, black distortion erupted from Fu Juemin’s center!

Facing the oncoming torrent of whip shadows that seemed capable of swallowing everything, Fu Juemin did not dodge or evade!

Hair whipping wildly, he reached back with five fingers like cast iron and clamped down on the end of the whip coiled around his wrist—the very end that was frantically channeling waves of insidious, destructive Force into him.

Then, twisting at the waist, he channeled all his strength and gave a mighty pull toward his chest!

RUMBLE!

Using the thin whip as a conduit, two supremely powerful streams of Vitality collided in an earth-shattering explosion!

A massive, visible shockwave erupted, sending sand and stones flying in its wake!

The resulting boom was nearly as loud as the violent, close-range explosion from moments before!

SNAP! SNAP! SNAP! SNAP...!

A rapid-fire succession of crisp snaps, like bowstrings breaking, rang out as one.

The slender black whip was utterly incapable of withstanding the extreme tension and collision of these two supreme powers. It instantly shattered inch by inch, its countless fragments shooting off in all directions!

Before the clamor could subside, a figure shot out from the center of the dissipating whip shadows.

It was Yu Zhonggui. The man in the Profound Robe leaped high into the air like a great bird, his robes billowing in the night wind. The bright crescent moon seemed to serve as his backdrop.

His gaze was colder than the moonlight on this frigid night. A Metal Finger Tiger, its edges menacing and glinting with a dark golden light, had appeared on his right hand. Harnessing the thunderous momentum of his dive, he pointed his index and middle fingers straight for Fu Juemin’s face.

Before the Finger Wind even arrived, a terrifying Finger Force—condensed to its absolute limit and sharp enough to pierce metal—had already shot through the air, stinging Fu Juemin’s eyelids!

"Guanghan Flying Star!"

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