Great Love Immortal Venerate: Why are all my fairies yandere?-Chapter 319 - : 182, Coquettish Tao Tiantian
Chapter 319: 182, Coquettish Tao Tiantian
The Cloud Sea surged, shimmering like golden scales.
The pale celestial light shone on the Dragon Lord’s blood-stained, azure scales, reflecting fantastical colors.
The pure white Demon Fox trod upon an endless plain, its once-lustrous fur now dull and lusterless.
Of its nine tails that had stood tall like pillars reaching for the sky, now six had fallen, and with the remaining three, although it still struggled to maintain the stability of the Dreamscape, it was evident to all that the Fox Lord’s defeat was sealed.
For within her Dreamscape, the Dragon Lord, under her six strokes, had become a grotesque mass of bloodied, twisted flesh.
But in reality, despite his severe injuries, the Dragon Lord was still very much alive.
“It’s over.”
A sigh of resignation flickered through the Sparrow Lord’s eyes.
The Fox Lord’s breakthrough came too late; she was ultimately no match for the Dragon Lord.
Kui Niu also let out a sigh soon after.
Given the choice, it did not wish to see a war between the human and demon races.
The Road to Ascension was all well and good, but one had to be alive to tread upon it.
Never mind that presently Spiritual Energy seemed insignificant, and the Return to Void held prestige.
In the future, when the Road to Ascension appeared in this world, it was expected that the secluded Mahayana and Immortals would all emerge.
At that time, what would these Return to Void beings count for?
It was just a pity that the most gifted Return to Void of the demon race in a millennium was about to fall…here?
A look of startled shock suddenly appeared in its eyes.
In its gaze, the young man who should have been standing behind them suddenly stepped forward, grasped the seventh tail of the fox, and wielded the brush in a sweeping motion.
In that moment, a glimmer of light appeared in Tao Tiantian’s eyes, which then quickly faded.
On the Dragon Lord’s body, there was no room left for the brush to land.
Even if he held the brush, what could he do?
The other demons reacted in much the same way.
Xu Yuan paid no heed to their stares as he held his breath, controlling the little Spiritual Power he had left, barely managing to guide the trajectory of the Fox Brush.
She painted the cosmos as her canvas, and he wielded the fox tail as his brush.
The Dragon Lord, who fell like a meteor, also saw this scene, but his gaze only skimmed over with a trace of faint mockery.
Even the Fox Lord’s manipulation of the Dreamscape, which sought to alter reality through illusion, had no effect on him, much less this minor Nascent Soul cultivator, right?
Its eyes widened, glaring at the “great maw” that suddenly opened before it, from which horror emerged.
At the same time, not only it but everyone else as well saw this scene, with expressions of disbelief.
What was…going on?
In front of the onrushing Dragon Lord, as if a divine demon descending from the heavens, a vast abyssal maw tens of thousands of zhang high quietly emerged.
A space rift?!
How could that be?
Even Tao Tiantian’s expression revealed shock.
She knew the limits of what her Dreamscape could achieve.
Although the Dreamscape claimed to change reality with dreams, everything was built upon the foundation of her Return to Void cultivation and her level of strength.
No matter how exaggerated, she could not possibly create a space rift tens of thousands of zhang deep with her power alone.
Otherwise, she would have used it to ascend to True Immortality long ago.
But now, looking at the space rift before her and the faint backlash coming from deep within her soul.
Tao Tiantian felt a bit dizzy.
Since when had she become so strong? She was unaware.
The Dragon Lord hesitated for the first time.
Its Falling Dragon Pendant’s approach was to embody an aura of inevitable doom.
If it stopped here, the momentum it had built up over the years would dissipate.
Even if it could win, it would be gravely injured.
Frankly, the space rift before it felt more like an illusion than something forcibly torn open.
But… the endless cold wind blowing from the depths of the void reminded it that the space rift in front seemed to be no mere illusion.
Xu Yuan, watching the unrelenting approach of the Dragon Lord from above, wore a calm expression, but beneath it, his fists were quietly clenched tight.
The minor space rift torn open with the Illusory Realm to accompany the Dreamscape—whether it would deceive the Dragon Lord, he could not predict.
But, it should not see through the ploy.
After all, to some extent, their combination was akin to the full-force strike from Qingque in the realm of Primordial Spirit within the game.
Deceiving a Return to Void Demon should be no problem,
Moments later, just as the space abyss was about to collide with the meteor-like falling mountain range.
The Dragon Lord ultimately stopped its movement, avoiding the space abyss.
With the situation in his favor, there was no need for him to gamble on this possibility.
If the gamble failed, the consequences would be unimaginable.
The Dragon Lord looked down at the young man’s expressionless composure and flicked his tail, forcefully slowing his momentum, drawing an arc of light as he bypassed the spatial rift.
But even this delay had significantly slowed the once seemingly unstoppable Falling Dragon Pendant.
“Let’s go.”
Just as Xu Yuan was about to take up the brush to paint again, Tao Tiantian suddenly spoke up.
Xu Yuan was startled, his peripheral vision catching the several ethereal figures stealthily approaching from the clouds,
His heart sank heavily.
It seemed that they were truly determined to put an end to Tao Tiantian.
Tao Tiantian wrapped her fox tails around Xu Yuan, shielding him.
The next moment, demonic power condensed into mountains and rivers, crashing down upon them.
Boom!
Tao Tiantian’s last two tails fell.
On the now completely dimmed canvas of the heavens and earth, she painted her final two strokes.
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