The Invincible Supreme Medical God-Chapter 862 - 481: The Will to Fight
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"It seems I really underestimated the Third Prince," he murmured to himself before using some of the life force he collected to heal his wounds. Although he could use his own life force to heal, he preferred not to use it frequently. After healing Cai Jie, he didn’t have much life force left.
"Looks like I really have no choice," he gritted his teeth and said, a determination appearing in his eyes.
The sword in his hand began to change as Yan Xiaobao’s body transformed. Red fur appeared on his skin, and his muscles grew at a visible speed. Soon, Yan Xiaobao was no longer in his human form, but now a half-wolf.
A blue cloud swirled around him, and in his hand, his sword emitted a powerful icy aura. His physical strength had soared to the heavens, and his combat abilities were now much stronger than before.
This was not the only change in his powers. The blue cloud swirling around him rumbled like a thundercloud.
"Long ago, I inherited the legacy of a monk," Yan Xiaobao suddenly said as he continued to dodge the golden snowman, Black Panther, and eagle. Despite getting hit from time to time and blood continuously flowing from his wounds, he skillfully avoided most attacks. "This legacy brought with it a substantial amount of martial arts and a certain energy," he explained, not knowing why he was speaking, but deep down, he was filled with a will for battle. This was his fiercest fight since the war.
"His attacks were too difficult for me to use at first," Yan Xiaobao continued to speak while dodging, "but as I grew stronger, I gained insight into the energy he left behind."
"Previously, I could only use this energy in a rough manner. It helped me cultivate; it helped me devour the cultivation bases of others and steal their energy. But the monk’s attacks were genuinely profound. Even now, I only have enough strength to execute one of his attacks. I’ll make you the first to experience it," Yan Xiaobao laughed, and suddenly, the blue cloud swirling around him shot into the sky, spreading out like a massive thunderstorm. Sparks suddenly appeared within the storm.
Grinning wickedly, Xu Yue poured Wu Wei into his sword, and suddenly the light seemed to be sucked away, plunging everything into darkness. Almost nothing was visible, the thunderstorm above could no longer be seen, but its sound could still be heard.
Hui Yu stood in the midst of the blizzard, controlling the thunderstorm above, closing his eyes and spreading his arms. His body had returned to a human form, and when his eyes opened, lightning could be seen within them.
When the first bolt descended from the sky, his fingers flicked downward, and a massive boom was heard. It was faster than the eye could perceive, landing upon the Third Prince.
A sharp scream resounded, followed by a string of curses. "Your attacks are truly dangerous!" Shiu Ye’s voice echoed through the thick blizzard, "but don’t think the same attack will happen twice!" he continued to say, but Yan Xiaobao merely laughed.
As Yan Xiaobao flicked his fingers downward, an even larger bolt descended. This time, the agonizing screams of four beasts could be heard. Clearly, Shiu Ye needed four soul shadows to block the second bolt, continuing to curse as he could hear the third lightning bolt readying to strike him from the sky.
"How can you summon lightning like this?!" the Third Prince screamed frantically, but as the finger fell a third time, Yan Xiaobao did not respond. A golden shimmer flashed within the blizzard, as the Third Prince formed a shield around himself with martial power, clearly blocking nothing, yet immediately after, an eerie scream was heard.
Upon hearing the scream, Yan Xiaobao did not pause for an instant, and another lightning bolt stronger than before descended from the sky. "You force me to use it!" the Third Prince shouted, a silver light shining in the middle of the blizzard. "He’s using protective charm," Lan Feng said, but even so, Yan Xiaobao did not stop, for the fourth lightning bolt was gathering energy.
Yan Xiaobao intended no easy mercy for the Prince. The Third Prince was cunning. Even though he was not injured, he acted as if to make Yue Yue think he was hurt and relaxed his vigilance.
After the fifth bolt, there were no more screams, but Yan Xiaobao still released bolt after bolt until he reached the ninth and final catastrophic lightning strike.
With the last bolt descended, Yan Xiaobao finally stopped the blizzard, the dark sky dissipated. The blue cloud descended from the heavens, once again swirling around Yan Xiaobao’s body.
Looking around, Yan Xiaobao noticed the conversations and joyous sounds within the mansion had fallen silent. The shadows disappeared, and the Third Prince now lay on the ground completely still. Chaos erupted outside the mansion. Guards continuously called for the Third Prince, but without his permission, none dared enter the grounds.
Gazing at the Third Prince’s corpse, Yan Xiaobao picked up his sword, swiftly striking and beheading the Prince. Only then did he feel the Prince was truly dead. To seize his storage stone, Yan Xiaobao was forced to vomit blood, as his entire body trembled with pain and exhaustion. Although he killed the Prince, he was severely injured in the process, but now was not the time to dwell on these matters. He needed to escape quickly.
