Netherworld Retrograde

Chapter 619: Chapter 289 Annihilation Thunder!_2

As his true self, Li Yelai’s hand also began to fracture, and severe pain lanced through his insides.

If it weren’t for the protection of a Dharma Image, the force of the Inner Strength alone would have been more than enough for him to handle.

But Li Yelai sneered, “Traitor Fen Xiao, you colluded with Giant City to ambush the Divine Chosen and the Legion. You shall be punished!”

“You’re the traitor!” Though Fen Xiao couldn’t hear Li Yelai’s shout, he still roared in madness.

At the same time, the Soul Well burst open, and a massive influx of Spiritual Energy flooded into his body, unleashing a terrifying strike in a roar.

The blood-colored energy flame turned into an axe-light sweep, directly repelling the Dharma Image.

The force also propelled Li Yelai, who was within the belly of the Dharma Image, backward. The Dharma Image tumbled across the ground, crashing into and partially collapsing an overpass, yet managing to barely maintain its form.

Now was the moment!

Feixue and the Sixth Sense Demon General’s eyes lit up, striking almost simultaneously.

The Sixth Sense Demon General, holding a long spear and moving like lightning, transformed into a crimson Meteor, lunging straight for the Dharma Image’s back.

His spear strike was incredibly treacherous and swift. As a Spiritual Ability User of the Sixth Sense Netherworld Path, not all chose the assassin master style—some preferred the summoning style or the swift attack style.

And the latter was the so-called “invincible and unstoppable.”

As long as one’s speed reached its ultimate limit, one would be invincible.

Meanwhile, Feixue’s treasure sword vibrated gently, and purple light flickered in her eyes.

Beneath the earth, through her vision, lay a marvelous network of veins.

That was her ability, the Earth Vein Eye.

Her eyes could see the earth veins and draw upon their power to unleash terrifying attacks.

This was why she remained grounded. Once she left the earth, some of her secret weapons wouldn’t be as effective.

Her treasure sword moved, attempting to harness the earth veins to repel Li Yelai’s Dharma Image.

But then she suddenly felt a wave of danger approaching from behind, the ear-piercing sound of bells tolling like a death knell.

She was forced to counterattack, her sword thrust backward, clashing with the attacker’s Two-Handed Sword.

Sparks flew, revealing to her a slender, indistinct figure – the Little Mad King!

Her primary target was to hunt down the Human traitor, Feixue!

“Using a sword in front of me? Do you think you’re worthy?” Feixue spoke coldly, as the chief swordsmanship master of Border City No. 2, proud and confident in her skill.

Her sword continued to slash rapidly; standing upon the earth veins, she was empowered. Her lightweight sword seemed deceptively strong.

Her one-handed grip on the sword was surprisingly overpowering the Two-Handed Sword.

But the Little Mad King’s figure blurred, leaving several afterimages.

In the next instant, the afterimages shifted, all striking at Feixue together.

“The Netherworld Six Senses’ Flowing Illusion Shadow Strike, what is her limit?” Feixue narrowed her eyes, dodging the afterimages while carefully observing.

This kind of attack was exceedingly dangerous, as each afterimage carried over eighty percent of the original’s strength, making it hard to distinguish the real from the false.

As far as Feixue knew, the Netherworld Path’s team captain within Border City No. 2 could maintain up to twelve afterimages.

She had to find the original body…

But while Feixue was contemplating, eighteen afterimages suddenly appeared, attacking Feixue rapidly from different angles.

Strangely, every single one seemed to be the original?

Feixue, for some reason, doubted that each afterimage nearing her was the real one.

This was the result of the combination of Little Mad King’s curse and ability, with the curse of doubt making the attack all the more bizarre and difficult to discern.

Even with Feixue’s exceptional swordsmanship, she was held firmly in place.

On the other side, the Sixth Sense Demon General’s spear, swift as lightning, stopped abruptly in midair.

It was as if he had hit an air wall, his red long spear coming close to the Dharma Image but unable to advance further. It felt like a tangible compressed air halting him in midair. Merely ten meters away from penetrating Li Yelai,

No matter how he pushed his Spiritual Energy, his speed was greatly reduced, as if there was a thousand-mile gap within that ten-meter stretch.

That was the Doll’s air barrier – she had compressed a massive amount of air into a sturdy barrier that halted the attack.

The next second, the huge Dharma Image swung back in a reverse strike with its left hand, grasping the Sixth Sense Demon General, frozen in midair.

“Got you! Die!” Li Yelai bellowed, and his left hand tightened.

The giant Dharma Image’s left hand clenched into a fist as well, attempting to crush the Sixth Sense Demon General within its grip.

“Emperor’s Fall, you traitor!” The Sixth Sense Demon General, his mouth oozing Blood, sneered, “It’s I who caught you! Lord Fen Xiao!”

The ultimate Sixth-sense Expert had an extremely tough physique and a high-level Spiritual Barrier; no matter how hard Li Yelai tried, he couldn’t crush him.

The skull pendant around the Demon General’s neck flickered, and a dense black fog suddenly poured out from beneath Li Yelai’s feet. Four immense skeletal arms sprang up, imprisoning Li Yelai and the Doll within the Dharma Image.

The skeletal arms were the size of millstones, incredibly sturdy, imprisoning the two like a cage.

The Doll’s surging Spiritual Energy burst forth, and the billboard in her hand cleaved like a War Axe, only managing to crack one of the skeleton fingers.

The impact numbed her own hands instead.

On the other side, Fen Xiao sneered, “Don’t be foolish; this Secret Treasure was originally prepared for the Overlord! Just stand there… and wait for death!”

He hoisted the axe in one hand, his remaining left arm’s muscles swelling. The wild beating of his heart vibrated the air.

With each heartbeat, his Spiritual Energy surged, muscles bulging.

His axe in hand emitted a crimson light, and red points began to gather, the axe gradually becoming ethereal and piercing the barrier.

The axe, originally over a meter long, quickly extended to over four meters and continued to swell.