Chapter 242 (1/2): The Final Battle

The next moment, Bai Shuanglian felt her body suddenly grow heavy, as if a mountain had been dropped onto her. Even Ling Xiaoyou was flattened into a squished shape on top of her head.

“It’s gravity!”

Ling Xiaoyou, having read countless novels and comics, immediately recognized what kind of spell this was and hurriedly warned Bai Shuanglian.

Ling Xiaoyou’s warning was fast, but for the current combat situation, it was still too slow.

The instant Bai Shuanglian was pinned by gravity, Weisasi appeared beside her and swung the flesh giant hammer at her.

Perhaps because her nerves were stretched to their absolute limit, Bai Shuanglian’s reaction speed could now barely keep up with Weisasi’s.

She instinctively tried to dodge, but the gravity was far too heavy, making it nearly impossible to move.

All Bai Shuanglian could do was watch the flesh giant hammer come crashing down, and then…

With a “thwump!” gel-like water blocked beside Bai Shuanglian, absorbing the full force of the hammer strike.

Ling Xiaoyou let out a breath of relief. Good thing she made it in time—she’d spread water flow across the ground around them, and it finally paid off.

But before she could relax for long, the flesh giant hammer broke through the gel’s resistance and slammed into Bai Shuanglian, sending her flying!

Ling Xiaoyou hurriedly wrapped her body around Bai Shuanglian, using her highly elastic water-ball form to cushion the impact.

The water ball hit the wall and slid down, bouncing several times across the ground before Ling Xiaoyou somewhat clumsily reformed into a small water ball.

The two layers of cushioning had consumed a lot of her spirit power, and combined with how close she’d cut it, it was only natural she was feeling exhausted.

At least Bai Shuanglian hadn’t suffered any particularly severe injuries.

“Thank you, Xiaoyou.”

Bai Shuanglian leaned on her longsword, stood up again, and placed Ling Xiaoyou back on top of her head.

Then she looked back toward Weisasi, using her dharma eye to observe the mana flow in his body.

Upon noticing the unusual mana flow, Bai Shuanglian quickly sidestepped away from her position.

And almost the instant she moved, gravity enveloped the spot again—this time even collapsing the ground beneath it!

Bai Shuanglian moved without hesitation. The moment she dodged, she slashed out dozens of sword lights toward Weisasi.

The sword lights bore different magic arts—wind, fire, thunder, ice…

These profound runes caused the elemental sword lights to gradually overlap as they traveled, finally forming a single strike that seemed capable of splitting heaven and earth.

That sword contained every element between heaven and earth. If released outside, it could level an entire city.

Even Weisasi, with all his experience, couldn’t help but turn his head to regard such a sword light.

But then he cast his spell—layer after layer of increasingly heavy gravity blocked the sword light’s path, crushing it down entirely.

“A fine sword strike, girl.”

After crushing the sword light, Weisasi applauded in appreciation and said:

“But unfortunately, your cultivation is ultimately far too lacking. Had one of your elders unleashed it, even I would have to dodge.”

With that, Weisasi shook his head slightly, as if pitying Bai Shuanglian.

Bai Shuanglian had no intention of speaking with this creature. Seeing her strike blocked, she was about to attack again when she suddenly heard Ling Xiaoyou whispering quietly atop her head:

“Bai Shuanglian, I think I found this guy’s weakness.”

Found a weakness?

Bai Shuanglian remained expressionless, showing nothing on her face, silently listening to Ling Xiaoyou’s explanation.

“Bai Shuanglian, did you notice? This guy’s head has never shown any sign of healing. You burned it black earlier, and it still hasn’t changed—he hasn’t even grown his hair back.”

Ling Xiaoyou quietly explained her suspicion to Bai Shuanglian.

She’d thought it over, and there were probably only two possibilities.

Either he liked the look and chose not to heal it, or he simply couldn’t heal the injuries on his head and could only recover his body.

She figured that unless someone had a serious problem, they wouldn’t heal only their body and leave head wounds unattended. So most likely, Weisasi was unable to heal his head and could only recover the rest of his body.

And once you noticed one anomaly, other abnormal behaviors became noticeable too.

For instance, when Bai Shuanglian was about to strike at Weisasi’s head, he didn’t choose to tank the blow. Instead, he sacrificed his arms to block it.

To put it bluntly, if this had happened to the previous Imperial Capital Guild President, Ling Xiaoyou figured he would have recklessly used his head to take the hit and then swung his arms at Bai Shuanglian, rather than choosing to block with his arms like Weisasi had.

So there was definitely something wrong with his head—most likely it didn’t match his body and couldn’t regenerate.

In other words, as long as they could cut off his head, they could defeat him.

Ling Xiaoyou rapidly explained her theory to Bai Shuanglian, then quietly continued with her plan.

Bai Shuanglian listened quietly throughout, showing no reaction whatsoever, as if she hadn’t heard a thing—but Ling Xiaoyou knew she had.

After the plan was fully explained, Bai Shuanglian gave a barely perceptible nod, signaling that the plan was viable.

Seeing this, Ling Xiaoyou shrank into a tiny ball, surrounded by an extremely thin layer of mist to conceal her spirit power flow, and began preparing to execute the plan.

Meanwhile, Bai Shuanglian pointed her longsword at Weisasi, and under his intrigued gaze, vanished and reappeared before him, sword descending.

Weisasi punched out, colliding with the longsword. The very space around them seemed to tremble from the clash.

Under such tremendous force, Bai Shuanglian was pushed back several steps, and the longsword gained even larger cracks. It looked like this sword didn’t have much longer to live.

But Bai Shuanglian showed it no pity whatsoever—each strike heavier than the last, each blow more ferocious!

Amidst the exchange of fists and sword, Weisasi spotted his opening and suddenly intensified the gravity around them!

At the same time, a whip kick lashed out at Bai Shuanglian!

Gel materialized around Bai Shuanglian, absorbing the blow for her, then suddenly spread up Weisasi’s leg—slowly, but relentlessly trying to bind his movements.

Weisasi frowned slightly, glanced at the incoming sword strike, decisively abandoned that leg, and sent Bai Shuanglian flying with a single punch.

The longsword blocked in front of her, letting out a creaking groan of protest.

Ling Xiaoyou manipulated the water flow, rapidly forming trampoline-like water masses where Bai Shuanglian would land.

The moment she caught Bai Shuanglian, she launched her back with equal force.

Bai Shuanglian’s hair whipped in the wind as the longsword in her hand blazed with brilliant golden radiance—half of all her spirit power was poured into this one strike.

As if not expecting Bai Shuanglian to suddenly rebound like that, Weisasi’s eyes widened slightly. But then he bared a cruel grin, mana surging in his hands, his counterattack already prepared.

But then he suddenly noticed that the small water ball that had been hiding on Bai Shuanglian’s head had grown slightly larger, and a pair of crimson eyes was staring at him.

The next moment, countless beautiful fantasies and memories appeared before his eyes.

One of him ascending to the throne of Hell’s King. One of him defeating these two brats and spreading the virus throughout all of Eastern Radiance. One of him successfully ascending to godhood…

Countless beautiful visions appeared before him, making even him—someone well-versed in illusions—freeze for a moment.

And in that moment, Bai Shuanglian had already closed the distance, her longsword cutting toward his neck.

By the time Weisasi finally broke free from the beautiful visions, the dazzling longsword had already severed his head, tracing a beautiful arc.

Staring at that flash of sword light, watching the two figures, Weisasi let out one last unwilling groan as his head fell heavily to the ground, burned to ash by Bai Shuanglian’s yang flame.

Glancing at the imposing body that finally fell like it had just realized what happened, Bai Shuanglian let out a long breath. Her figure swayed slightly, nearly collapsing.

But a pair of small hands caught her, pouring a steady stream of spirit power into her body, restoring her wounds and her spirit power.

“Whew, it’s finally over.”

Ling Xiaoyou helped Bai Shuanglian recover while glancing at the Earth Vein Heart that the two of them had protected, speaking with a sigh:

“I’m never coming to the Imperial Capital again, no matter what. This was way too exhausting.”

Bai Shuanglian chuckled softly, sitting down on the ground together with Ling Xiaoyou, and said:

“Well, it depends on whether we run into things like this again. Otherwise, it doesn’t matter where we go—it’ll be the same.”

“Hey, don’t say such unlucky things! Once is enough for something like this—let’s not have a second time!”

Seeing Ling Xiaoyou’s cute little face instantly fall, Bai Shuanglian couldn’t help but reach out and pinch her cheek, her silvery laughter echoing throughout the entire space.