Chapter 242 (1/2): The Final Battle

The entire space.

The instant Weisasi’s words fell, that imposing figure vanished before the two of them.

No, it wasn’t a disappearance—it was simply that his speed was too fast for them to track his movements.

Suddenly, Bai Shuanglian seemed to sense something and hurriedly tried to push Ling Xiaoyou away.

But even though her reaction was extremely quick, she was still a step too slow.

Weisasi’s figure reappeared, now right in front of Ling Xiaoyou, his fist—larger than her entire head—smashed down, sending ripples cascading through this starfield-like space, the whole area trembling from the impact!

This punch was heavy and powerful, like a mountain crashing down, and mana was attached to the fist, allowing it to break through Ling Xiaoyou’s defenses!

It wasn’t that Ling Xiaoyou didn’t want to dodge, but Weisasi’s speed was simply too fast—from disappearing to landing the blow on her, less than a millisecond had passed.

If she hadn’t managed a desperate reaction at the last moment, transforming her body into a sticky water-flow form to absorb some of the impact, that single punch might have killed her!

But even though she survived, Ling Xiaoyou felt her entire body crying out in agony called “pain,” and her consciousness nearly scattered from the force.

“Still not dead, huh? You’re quite tenacious.”

Through her hazy consciousness, Ling Xiaoyou heard Weisasi’s voice from above once more, followed by the wind of another incoming punch.

Fortunately, with a “clang,” Bai Shuanglian used all her strength to block his attack before Weisasi could land the second punch.

Bai Shuanglian’s eyes burned with murderous intent as she glared furiously at this hateful devil who had harmed the one she cherished most. Her sword technique grew increasingly fierce, every strike laden with killing intent.

Thunder, flame, frost…

Countless talismans were inscribed by her with ease, and those heavenly-judgment-like attacks drowned the Demon Grand Duke!

Feeling the intense battle beside her, Ling Xiaoyou’s consciousness quickly cleared. In her water-ball form, she hastily shook her little head, then quickly recalled the clones still feeding spirit power into the law array outside, using that spirit power to heal her injuries.

The spirit stones outside could sustain things for a while—even if she withdrew her clones, nothing major would happen in the short term. Compared to that, her own situation was the real crisis.

The Demon Grand Duke, fused with the Imperial Capital Guild President’s formidable body, was a true monster—not only terrifyingly powerful physically, but also skilled in magic arts and everything else. Extremely troublesome.

While healing her injuries, Ling Xiaoyou heard a sudden “bang” beside her as a figure was violently sent flying, smashing a large crater into the ground right next to her!

It was Bai Shuanglian!

She seemed to have been struck down by some powerful spell, blood gushing from wounds all over her body, even staining her white robes red. It looked horrifying, and her consciousness was somewhat dazed from the blow.

Seeing this, Ling Xiaoyou quickly stopped her recovery, leaped out of her own small crater, jumped onto Bai Shuanglian, and examined her before quietly letting out a breath of relief.

Fortunately, the injuries weren’t too severe—she could recover quickly.

Ling Xiaoyou hurriedly used her spirit power to heal her. As the healing progressed, Bai Shuanglian quickly regained consciousness from her dazed state.

She felt something warm and soft above her head healing her and immediately realized it was Ling Xiaoyou tending to her wounds.

She was about to say something when her expression suddenly shifted, and she urgently carried Ling Xiaoyou aside to dodge.

The instant Bai Shuanglian moved away, a flesh giant hammer smashed down, creating spiderweb-like cracks and a massive crater in the ground!

This was the place housing the Earth Vein Heart—everything around here used the finest materials available. Yet even these top-tier materials were easily smashed into craters by the Demon Grand Duke’s attacks. With such power, even the tallest mountains and peaks would crumble effortlessly.

Ling Xiaoyou suddenly realized just how lucky she had been—otherwise, that punch might have scattered her soul to the winds.

Shrinking her water-ball body even smaller, Ling Xiaoyou grabbed onto Bai Shuanglian’s hair strands, afraid she’d be shaken off during the dodges.

At the same time, her peripheral vision swept across Weisasi’s form, and she froze—because she saw that Weisasi’s arm had transformed into a giant hammer. Clearly, that was what had just been swung at them.

She wasn’t surprised he could transform his body into weapons. After all, the Imperial Capital Guild President had been able to regenerate when he used it—being able to turn into weapons was nothing special.

What surprised her was how quickly he’d mastered this body to such a degree. The Guild President had used it for so long and still just relied on his immortality to tank damage. Weisasi was actually making this body sing!

The gap was just too obvious!

As Ling Xiaoyou thought, she accelerated her healing of Bai Shuanglian so she wouldn’t suffer secondary injuries from the intense movement.

Bai Shuanglian suddenly bent forward ninety degrees, dodging a slash from the flesh greatsword, then reached out and recalled her ice-blue longsword.

The flesh greatsword flew up from the ground, charging at Bai Shuanglian, while Weisasi kept transforming his weapons to attack them along the way.

Runes were inscribed, and several talismans attached themselves to the longsword. With a “boom,” golden flames burned quietly on the blade, but the searing heat scorched everything around—even the ground forged from top-tier materials began to melt under the fire.

Sensing the danger behind him, Weisasi decisively abandoned his pursuit, spun around, and saw the ice-blue longsword wrapped in yang flame, charging at him like a fire dragon.

Even before it got close, the flames alone were enough to twist and curl the hair on his head.

Weisasi let out a sinister laugh. Both hands transformed into massive axes as large as door panels, and the moment the sword arrived, he swung down fiercely!

“Boom!”

With an explosion, the flames devoured everything around. The longsword was sent flying, thin cracks appearing along its blade.

Bai Shuanglian appeared beside the sword, picking it up. She had no time to worry about the cracks, her gaze fixed solemnly on Weisasi as he slowly walked out of the sea of fire.

His body was scorched black, his head completely bald, but the burns were rapidly healing. By the time he emerged from the flames, his injuries had mostly recovered—except for that still-charred bald head.

But that only made him look even more terrifying and monstrous.

Weisasi stretched his limbs, joints cracking with “pops.”

“Decent power, but useless against me.”

That scorched bald head was so conspicuous in the darkness. Unlike the previous Imperial Capital Guild President, now that he had this powerful body, Weisasi could truly say, “I lack nothing.”

Not only did he possess exquisite and profound magic arts, but he also had a formidable body. If you added “stand power” to that, he could go next door and be the final boss.

Oh, he was already the boss now. Never mind.

Ling Xiaoyou looked at his scorched head, her little mind starting to wander into all sorts of fantasies.

But she quickly snapped back to focus, healing Bai Shuanglian’s last remaining injuries before hurrying to recover her spirit power.

So, above Bai Shuanglian’s head, a small dark cloud rose, continuously restoring Ling Xiaoyou’s spirit power in her water-ball form and mending the damage she’d taken earlier.

Bai Shuanglian paid no attention to Ling Xiaoyou’s actions on her head. She simply stared seriously at Weisasi, the longsword gleaming with radiance, ready for battle.

Seeing this, Weisasi let out a disdainful laugh. The next moment, his figure vanished again.

Here he comes!

Bai Shuanglian’s eyes sharpened, her spiritual sense expanded to its maximum, not missing even the slightest movement.

Then, as if catching something, she spun around and slashed backward, striking the flesh giant hammer. Golden flames coiled around her razor-sharp edge, swiftly severing the hammer and sending half of it tumbling to the ground.

Then the yang flame spread up Weisasi’s arm, devouring it higher and higher, threatening to consume his entire body in the golden blaze!

Seeing this, Weisasi raised an eyebrow, said nothing, and paid no mind to the golden flames burning hotly on him. His other hand transformed into a giant axe and swung toward Bai Shuanglian.

With a “clang,” the longsword blocked the axe’s path.

Bai Shuanglian frowned slightly, feeling the heavy force on the axe. With a subtle twist of her wrist, she changed her technique from blocking to deflecting.

The axe cut down past Bai Shuanglian, carving a deep gash into the ground. She kicked off Weisasi’s arm, her longsword pointing at his head, about to strike it down.

Seeing this, Weisasi made a snap decision, abandoning the arm she was standing on as a new pair of arms rapidly grew from his shoulders.

The longsword fell—but it wasn’t Weisasi’s head that was severed. It was the two arms he’d raised to shield himself!

The severed arms writhed on the ground, then, like some kind of arthropod, swiftly lunged at Bai Shuanglian’s ankles to restrain her.

Seeing this, Bai Shuanglian rapidly conjured ice in midair and stomped down hard on it!

Using the ice for leverage, she retreated swiftly, dodging the arms’ grab, pulling back dozens of meters.

And the ice block, kicked off by Bai Shuanglian, flew straight into Weisasi’s face, shattering with a “bang.”

No real damage—but maximum humiliation.

Weisasi reached up and wiped the ice shards from his face, staring coldly at the distant Bai Shuanglian. He swept his right hand, mana blooming in his palm.