Yu Daochen tossed the empty bottle aside. Black liquid surged from his left eye, each drop hovering around him instead of falling to the ground.
The black liquid filled his entire eye socket. Yu Daochen raised his hand, extended his middle and index fingers, and uttered a soft command: "Gather!"
The surrounding black liquid rapidly coalesced into seven short swords.
Gazing at the seven eerie short swords formed from black liquid around Yu Daochen, Shao Shan's expression grew solemn.
"Nine-Reincarnation Eyes?" Shao Shan murmured to himself.
Legend had it that the Reincarnation Blood Tears of the Nine-Reincarnation Eyes could pierce through all things in the world. Shao Shan's tone shifted, "However, external forces are still just external forces."
"This little fellow is truly surprising," Hu Guizhi remarked from the side with a sigh.
Fan Wei remained silent, his gaze fixed on Yu Daochen from beginning to end.
Shao Shan waved his hand, and the peacock feather blades surrounding him trembled violently before shooting out.
*Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!*
The peacock feather blades sliced through the air, emitting sounds of pressure.
Yu Daochen pointed a finger at Shao Shan, and the seven eerie short swords formed from black liquid shot out directly.
The peacock feather blades collided with the black liquid short swords, and the feather blades were cleaved in half.
Shao Shan's face changed, "What!"
There were many peacock feather blades, and the black short swords could not withstand them, leaving many openings. Two of them flew directly towards Yu Daochen's chest.
Yu Daochen ignored them, instead controlling the black liquid short swords to attack Shao Shan's head.
Yu Daochen knew clearly that he was no match for Shao Shan. To injure him, he had to risk his life.
"Madman!"
Shao Shan cursed loudly and quickly controlled all the peacock feather blades to attack the black liquid short swords aimed at him.
All the peacock feather blades and black liquid short swords collided, but without exception, they were all repelled.
Shao Shan hastily conjured a shield, and all seven black liquid short swords struck the energy shield.
Hu Guizhi observed Yu Daochen's actions, his eyebrows slightly raised. Such a reckless fighting style was truly terrifying.
"To court death and find life; he is a formidable figure," Fan Wei, who had been silent, suddenly praised.
In this situation, a normal person would dodge the blades aimed at them. Yu Daochen, however, not only did not dodge but instead controlled his short swords to attack Shao Shan.
*Crack~*
Shao Shan looked at the shattered energy shield with extreme seriousness, "I didn't expect these Reincarnation Blood Tears to be so powerful."
Just as the energy shield completely fractured, Shao Shan stomped on the ground, and his entire body retreated.
"While the Reincarnation Blood Tears can deal with demons below two thousand years, how can a great demon of three thousand years be shaken by these mere Nine-Reincarnation Eyes?" Hu Guizhi watched the battle between the two.
Shao Shan stopped after creating some distance between himself and the black liquid short swords. He spread his hands, and a force enveloped him, eventually forming a golden phoenix behind him.
"Is this the Phoenix True Body? This guy has actually cultivated to this extent," Hu Guizhi gazed at the phoenix behind Shao Shan, envy flashing in his eyes.
"Even though this fellow hasn't ascended to become a phoenix yet, it's enough to make others envious."
"It's a pity it's not the real thing. Despite having the雏形 of a phoenix, it's still worlds apart from a true phoenix," Fan Wei said dismissively.
"Although I envy his talent, a little bit short is still short."
Shao Shan pushed his hands forward, and the golden phoenix behind him flew above Shao Shan's head before swooping down towards the seven black liquid short swords.
*Bang!*
With a deafening roar, a terrifying energy wave surged outwards.
Seeing this, Fan Wei and Hu Guizhi quickly retreated.
As the energy fluctuations subsided, the surrounding trees and flowers were all broken, and a large pit had formed around the two.
Yu Daochen stood, his clothes and pants tattered, his body covered in wounds.
*Drip, drip.*
Yu Daochen's back was straight, half his face stained with blood. His entire left eye socket was filled with blood, which flowed down his cheek to his chin and dripped onto the ground.
Gazing at the figure in the dust opposite him, Yu Daochen let out a soft breath, "This guy must be heavily injured too."
As soon as Yu Daochen finished speaking, he saw the figure in the dust wave his hand. The dust dispersed, revealing Shao Shan standing unharmed.
Yu Daochen was on the verge of collapse. His strongest attack had been completely blocked by him.
"I must say, even a great demon of two thousand years would be severely wounded by your attack," Shao Shan said, looking at the still-standing Yu Daochen with a sigh.
"Among the humans I've encountered, you rank in the top three. I admit you are strong, but in the face of absolute power, all is futile," Shao Shan said, raising his hand and conjuring a peacock feather blade.
Yu Daochen was at the end of his strength. A single peacock feather blade would be enough to send him to his demise.
Yu Daochen turned to look at Qin Muyu behind him, forcing a difficult smile onto his face, "I'm sorry."
Qin Muyu shook his head, "No, no."
Suddenly, a faint light emanated from the brocade pouch at Qin Muyu's waist.
Qin Muyu then remembered that the man had given him five brocade pouches before he died, telling him to open them when he encountered danger in the future.
Author's Note:
Another chapter updated.