Illimitable Until Death

Chapter 870: IUD-Chapter 865 The Decisive Strike

“Pū chī————!”

In the sound of tearing fabric, Fan Xinglou, who was holding the Dragon Sword and slashing at Fang Li’s body, was instantly killed by a God Speed strike.

It was an extremely clean cut.

The upper and lower halves of the body were severed simultaneously, and the neatness of the cut was astonishing, with not a single drop of blood spilling out.

However, precisely because of this, the bisected Fan Xinglou disappeared like a mirage.

Clearly, it was still an avatar.

“Shuā Shuā Shuā Shuā Shuā!”

Fan Xinglou, who was teleporting through space using the Ground Shrink technique, conjured countless figures, each seemingly real, as they continuously charged toward Fang Li.

“Flashing Scabbard- Moon Shadow!”

A full-moon-like slash, accompanied by the sweep of a pure white light sword, appeared around Fang Li’s body, meeting the incoming figures.

“Pū chī————!”

Another tearing sound echoed as the incoming figures were all cleanly bisected by the moon-like slash, severed simultaneously.

Unfortunately, these figures still vanished like phantoms after swaying slightly.

“Shuā Shuā Shuā Shuā Shuā!”

Countless figures reappeared.

This time, however, the figures did not charge forward to attack but instead began forming Magic Seals one by one.

Immediately, various Seisenjutsu began to manifest.

Some were massive clumps of flame.

Some were sharp blades of wind.

Some were heavy chunks of earth and rubble.

Some were sharp shards of ice crystals.

One after another, various Seisenjutsu were unleashed, cutting through the air as they surged toward Fang Li.

Fang Li was certain that these Seisenjutsu were mixed with phantoms and invisible attacks, blending real, phantom, and hidden strikes.

Coupled with Fan Xinglou’s continuous use of the Ground Shrink technique, it was as if every possible magical technique had been pushed to its peak.

“Is this what they call using small-scale Seisenjutsu for combat or support?”

It had to be said, this was particularly troublesome.

Although these attacks lacked the astonishing power of before, a battle wasn’t solely about firepower and destructive force.

Take Fang Li, for example.

He had always pursued speed and lethality.

Even without overwhelmingly destructive techniques, that didn’t mean he was weak.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have defeated so many third-rank opponents.

By the same logic, while these Seisenjutsu lacked power, the way Fan Xinglou was using them made Fang Li feel even more challenged.

At the very least, facing so many attacks, relying solely on Bo Xie and its ability to manipulate things would be nearly impossible.

After all, Bo Xie’s ability only worked on objects it came into contact with, and it certainly couldn’t handle so many targets at once.

“Flashing Dash- Reflected Moon!”

In that moment, Fang Li’s figure transformed into a moon shadow reflected in water, disappearing into the air.

“Boom————!”

The clumps of flame, wind blades, earth and rubble, and ice shards collided heavily, creating an explosion-like impact that stirred up a storm of wind and fire, blooming in midair.

Fang Li reappeared not far away.

“Shuā shuā shuā shuā shuā!”

Almost simultaneously, countless Fan Xinglou figures reappeared around Fang Li like shadows.

“Tsk…”

Fang Li finally couldn’t help but click his tongue.

“If that’s the case, let’s see who has more endurance!”

As he spoke, sparks of Prana surged from Fang Li’s body.

“Flashing Scabbard- Instant Prison!”

Fang Li’s figure suddenly split apart, transforming into countless phantoms that surged toward the surrounding figures, covering the sky and earth.

“Come on!

Come on!”

Fan Xinglou seemed to be completely fired up, letting out an ecstatic shout as countless figures charged forward as well.

High in the sky, a one-on-one war unfolded.

Countless figures clashed like armies on a battlefield, engaging in a fierce battle.

The slashes from Fang Li’s phantoms either cut down the incoming Fan Xinglou figures or landed in the air.

Clearly, Fan Xinglou was using phantoms, invisibility, and the Ground Shrink technique to continuously ambush Fang Li, creating this scene.

On the other hand, Fan Xinglou either engaged in close combat or used Seisenjutsu to attack or support, causing various phenomena like wind, fire, thunder, water, and earth to appear in the sky.

Additionally, thorns, Immortal Tools, and various other means occasionally emerged, undoubtedly showcasing Fan Xinglou’s full arsenal in battle.

The scene resembled a brutal battlefield, with countless figures clashing violently.

From a tactical standpoint, Fan Xinglou held an overwhelming advantage.

However, in close combat, Fang Li had the upper hand, and with the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception’s ability to break the rules, even the most powerful magical techniques could be obliterated in a single strike, leaving Fan Xinglou momentarily unable to counter Fang Li.

Yet, against Fan Xinglou’s Ground Shrink technique, Fang Li found himself equally helpless.

As a result, the battle reached a stalemate.

As Fang Li had said, this was a test of endurance.

Even on a small scale, using magical techniques would drain Fan Xinglou’s Prana, and if this continued, he would eventually run out.

Fang Li was no different; to counter Fan Xinglou, he was unreservedly using the Nanaya Assassination Technique, which consumed a significant amount of Stamina, pushing the limits of his Mystic Eyes, Bo Xie, and Prana enhancement, all at an extreme pace.

Consequently, the countless figures battling in the sky gradually dwindled.

By the time the fierce clash that could have constituted a war came to an end, Fang Li and Fan Xinglou had fallen from the sky, landing on the top of a mountain that had been utterly devastated.

“Hū…

hū…

hū…”

Rushed breathing was clearly audible from both of them.

Fang Li and Fan Xinglou locked eyes, one struggling to regulate his breath while the other laughed joyfully, clearly elated.

“I didn’t expect it to reach this level.”

Fan Xinglou whispered, a mix of satisfaction and regret in his tone.

“However, the next strike will be the final one.”

After this strike, it would be the limit.

Both Fang Li and Fan Xinglou understood this.

“Hū…”

Fang Li exhaled, slowly straightening his body and gazing ahead.

His ice-blue Mystic Eyes lit up.

The Bo Xie in his hand pointed toward the sky.

Summoning the last of his Stamina and Prana, Fang Li spoke softly.

“Final strike…”

Hearing this voice clearly, Fan Xinglou smiled.

“Final strike…”

The gazes of master and disciple met in midair.

In the end, one gripped his sword tightly while the other pulled out a talisman.

Victory and defeat would be determined in just a second.

At that moment, an ear-splitting roar echoed across the sky.

When everything settled and the dust cleared, Fang Li and Fan Xinglou had vanished from the scene.

All that remained was a mountain that had been flattened, leaving only half of its peak standing in place.

(End Of This Chapter)