In the depths of the forest, on a wide clearing.
Fen Yue panted heavily, his clothes and pants stained crimson with blood. Dozens of wounds, large and small, bled profusely.
The peach wood sword in his hand had also snapped in two.
He was at the end of his rope.
Li Tiandao watched Fen Yue stand unyielding and praised, "Not bad. Surviving this long proves your resolve, but it's still not enough."
Fen Yue's expression was grim. Blood from a wound on his forehead had stained half his face. He muttered to himself.
"Only one life-saving charm left?"
Before setting out, all the disciples of the Fu Sect had given their life-saving charms to Fen Yue.
But after the continuous fierce fighting, only the last defensive charm remained.
"The Fu Sect's life-saving charms are indeed powerful, but after holding on this long, they must be nearly depleted."
Li Tiandao had calculated that Fen Yue's life-saving charms were almost gone.
However, he had to admit that the Fu Sect's life-saving charms were indeed troublesome.
Fen Yue showed no fear and directly took out the last defensive charm from his pocket, laughing, "So what? Even with only one left, I will still hold you back."
"Stubborn fool."
Li Tiandao sneered, then his body shot forward like a cannonball.
Without a word, Fen Yue urged the charm at his fingertips, "Myriad Law Shield, activate!"
Almost simultaneously, Li Tiandao's fist landed.
Bang!
The fist struck the shield formed by the charm squarely. The powerful force directly kicked up dust from the ground.
The force of the punch dissipated, and the shield then shattered, turning into a wisp of gas and vanishing into the air.
Fen Yue was sent staggering back several steps by the thrust before he managed to stabilize himself.
Although the defensive charm could block one attack, the terrifying force still felt like his bones were about to fall apart.
Whoosh!
Li Tiandao instantly emerged from the dust, fist raised, and charged at Fen Yue again.
Seeing the fist mere inches away, Fen Yue was out of options and could not evade. He simply clenched his fist and met Li Tiandao's blow.
Bang!
The two fists collided, accompanied by the sound of cracking bone.
Fen Yue's face instantly turned pale. The bones in the arm he used to block Li Tiandao's punch had broken.
"Ahhh!"
The heart-wrenching pain caused Fen Yue to cry out.
Yet, even so, seeing Li Tiandao's fist coming again, Fen Yue stomped on the ground and quickly dodged backward.
"Not bad, you dodged my punch. But my next one will surely take your life."
Li Tiandao narrowed his eyes, gathering power in his fist, and struck at Fen Yue again.
Seeing Li Tiandao's approaching fist, Fen Yue knew he could not evade. However, there was no fear on his face. Instead, he cursed with all his might, "Yu Daohen, I'll f*** your ancestors! I can't hold on anymore!"
Facing the oncoming fist, Fen Yue slowly closed his eyes, awaiting death.
At this critical moment, a voice suddenly called out.
"Your ancestor Yu Daohen is here."
Following the voice, a figure suddenly burst forth.
Li Tiandao subconsciously slowed his offensive momentum and turned his head towards the direction of the voice.
But before he could clearly see the figure, the Kang Long Mace had already swung down fiercely.
Seeing this, Li Tiandao reacted swiftly, retracting his fist while crossing his arms to block the descending Kang Long Mace.
Bang!
The Kang Long Mace struck his arms heavily. Li Tiandao's face paled, feeling an unbearable pain in both arms.
"Oh, you blocked it."
Yu Daohen's lips curved upwards. As he retracted the Kang Long Mace, he quickly delivered a sweeping kick.
Li Tiandao quickly raised his arms to protect his head.
But Yu Daohen's strength was beyond his imagination.
This kick landed squarely on his arm, sending Li Tiandao staggering backward, barely managing to keep his balance.
Yu Daohen glanced back at Fen Yue, who was on the verge of collapse, and said with a smile, "You little brat, you did well. This time, you get the primary credit."
"You damn bastard, you're finally here," Fen Yue said with great effort, before finally collapsing to his knees, unable to hold on any longer.
Li Tiandao looked at Yu Daohen, his expression slightly grim, "I didn't expect you to come as well."
Yu Daohen's lips curved into a smile, "What are you saying? Everyone should eliminate the Divine Cult. Why shouldn't I come? But I'm curious, do you have the compass on you?"
Yu Daohen understood that given Li Tiandao's personality, his first reaction upon seeing him should be to flee.
But now, he was the exact opposite, his face filled with fighting spirit.
If it were in the past, he might have fought. But now, he was carrying the compass!
In this situation, he would not choose to fight, nor could he!
His current actions were too abnormal, making him suspicious.
Li Tiandao's lips curved upwards, revealing an inscrutable smile, "If you want to know if the compass is on me, you'll have to defeat me first."
"It doesn't matter if it's on me or not. Today, you must die here!"
Yu Daohen narrowed his eyes and assumed a fighting stance.
Whether the compass was on him or not, he had to bury him here today.
A faint, almost imperceptible smile appeared on Li Tiandao's lips.
Very good. Let him fight like this.
Whoosh—
Both of them attacked simultaneously. Li Tiandao, uncharacteristically, drew the long sword at his waist to meet the challenge.
Clang… Clang…
The sound of clashing cold weapons echoed around. Sparks flew where the mace and sword met.
They exerted equal force in their clash and then retreated simultaneously.
Yu Daohen was the first to regain his footing, his lips curving upwards in a devilish grin.
Indeed, he had completely suppressed Li Tiandao now.
While he couldn't say it was a complete crush, he at least had the advantage.
But the question now was, was the compass on this guy?
Perhaps not.
Yu Daohen could see that this guy had no intention of fleeing at all.
However, now was not the time to ponder these things. He was determined to kill him here this time!
With this thought, Yu Daohen swung the Kang Long Mace and attacked.
Li Tiandao also seemed unfazed, and the two resumed their fierce battle.
The Kang Long Mace was all offense, not defense. Yu Daohen's every strike was incredibly fierce, and for a moment, he had Li Tiandao overwhelmed and unable to parry.
"Why is this kid so strong!?"
Li Tiandao's face was filled with shock. He was barely holding on and could only retreat.
Seeing this, Yu Daohen suddenly withdrew his hand. As he retreated, he formed a hand seal with one hand, took a deep breath, and spewed out a torrent of flames.
Li Tiandao was forced to condense a mass of black gas in his palm, which formed a barrier to block the incoming flames.
As the flames were extinguished, the black gas barrier also disappeared.
Now!
Yu Daohen's left eye narrowed. Several drops of Samsara Blood Tears transformed into a long sword and shot out.
Whoosh!
Seeing the blood tear sword already upon him, Li Tiandao swung his sword, preparing to parry it.
But the moment his sword met the blood tear sword, it shattered.
"What!"
Li Tiandao's expression changed drastically. It was too late to dodge, so he could only raise his hand to block the incoming blood tear sword.
*Squelch*—
The blood tear sword pierced his palm, and blood splattered instantly.
"Your death is imminent!"
Just as Yu Daohen was about to swing his mace, a figure suddenly flew out from his left.