You Cannot Afford To Offend My Woman

Chapter 1268 (The Final Showdown)

When the Temple Master opened his eyes, his pupils were half black and half gold. This made Ye Hua raise an eyebrow. Although the weapon was gone, this was even more exaggerated than having a weapon.

”Your Majesty, actually, you had a chance just now. Why didnʼt you kill me?” the Temple Master curiously asked. It was clear that his consciousness was still intact, not devoured by the spirit. It seemed he used some secret method; otherwise, he wouldnʼt dare to do this.

Ye Hua, using the staff as a cane, replied calmly, ”Taking advantage of othersʼ crises is beneath me.”

”Hehe... Well, youʼll regret it,” the Temple Master chuckled. He raised both hands towards the sky, saying, ”Since youʼre not planning to take advantage, then get ready to welcome death!”

Ye Hua didnʼt know what the Temple Master was doing, but he was certain he was gathering something... something terrifying.

Shouldnʼt he take advantage of this moment to launch a sneak attack? The opportunity was right in front of him.

But was Ye Hua that kind of person? Clearly not. He had always been upright and honest; deceit was not in his nature.

Watching the Temple Master raising his hands towards the sky, Ye Hua inexplicably pulled out a cigarette, lit it with Mystical Fire, and took a deep puff. Smoke enveloped his entire body, even emanating from the robe, as if he were on fire.

Ye Hua forgot that he had a skeletal body; smoking was probably not suitable.

Seeing Ye Hua in this state, Donghuang Baizhi covered her face. Oh, her husband... this bad habit of smoking to show off would never be quit.

Itʼs really a headache. She needed to discuss it with Qing Ya and the others and persuade Ye Hua to quit smoking; too much of it is bad for his health.

”What is the Temple Master doing?” Wei Chang curiously asked.

Luo Chen smiled slightly, ”This is one of the Temple Masterʼs unique skills. Your old master is probably going to die.”

”Oh, itʼs a special move,” Wei Chang thought the Temple Master was surrendering since it looked like that to outsiders.

However, at this moment, the Temple Master, with both hands raised, condensed something white.

Ye Hua frowned; this seemed like a kind of plundering. The surrounding plants instantly withered. Seeing this, Ye Hua almost knew what was happening. He remembered reading a manga once, something like Dragon Ball. This seemed a bit like the Spirit Bomb. [Users of the Spirit Bomb gather huge amounts of energy from all chosen surrounding life forms and inanimate objects to conduct that energy into a massive sphere of astounding destructive power. Energy takes the visual form of sparkling, glittering wisps when adding to the mass that are usually blue and/or white in colour. The creation of the attack promotes a calm breeze away from the bomb, which turns into a strong continuous gale and expels colourful bands or radiation of Northern Lights-esque aurora. The Spirit Bomb is quite swift when used and, if the user is not careful, it can absolutely obliterate a planet.]

At least in terms of action and effects, it looked similar. But this one was actually absorbing the life force of living beings to achieve its power.

It was quite evil. Even if Ye Hua knew how to use it, he wouldnʼt use it, as it was somewhat unethical.

Not only were the flowers and plants of the Donghuang Clan being consumed, but all the flora on the entire continent was having its life force plundered. Countless white light dots merged into the white sphere. Ｒ𝙖ꞐȫꞖƐṡ

Ye Hua could feel that this Spirit Bomb was expanding infinitely, and its power was growing.

Wei Chang was a bit worried now. Oh, Your Majesty, itʼs time to set aside whatʼs right and just; just directly launch an attack. Even Donghuang Baizhi was thinking the same. Donʼt care about face now; just kill him directly. This sphere doesnʼt seem simple.

Of course, Ye Hua also knew it wasnʼt simple. However, he had just said that he wouldnʼt act now. Otherwise, how could he continue his Dao in the future? He was a person of dignity. [Basically not going against his principles.]

”Your Majesty, I didnʼt expect you to be so trustworthy. I admire you. When you die later, I will bury you properly! I wonʼt let your body disappear with this place,” the Temple Master said with a slight smile, but his gaze carried a death declaration.

Ye Hua remained silent. He was considering what move to use to resist. It was not just about resisting; he also needed to do it with style, showcasing his grandeur. This required careful consideration.

The Temple Master felt a bit embarrassed. Was he not paying attention to him? He frowned, contemplating what Ye Hua was thinking about with such a serious face.

What could Ye Hua do to resolve this move? It was impossible; this move couldnʼt be resolved. All that awaited was death. The white sphere above the Temple Masterʼs head grew larger, as if it would soon envelop the entire sky.

The immense pressure had already shattered the space; in about half an incense stickʼs time, the entire space would collapse. In approximately fifteen minutes, everything would crumble.

The Temple Master looked up at his white sphere. It was almost time.

”Your Majesty, have you figured out which technique to use to resist? I can help you gather energy, considering you allowed me to do so just now,” the Temple Master suggested, maintaining a sense of camaraderie.

Ye Hua chuckled, ”Youʼre overestimating yourself. I donʼt need such assistance. Come on... let me see how powerful this move of yours really is!”

The Temple Masterʼs mouth twitched slightly. It was evident that Ye Hua had irritated him, giving face and getting none in return.

”Donʼt blame me afterward, Your Majesty. After you die, tell others in hell that you were killed by me! That way, they might still respect you!” the Temple Master declared, emanating a powerful pressure. After all, pushing the white sphere above required tremendous effort.

”Spirit Ball!” the Temple Master shouted, vigorously swinging both hands. The Spirit Ball above his head moved... albeit very slowly.

But a sense of death swept over Ye Huaʼs face, and the entire world dimmed. At this moment, apart from the Golden Summit, the rest of the Donghuang Clan had collapsed. Everyone had already moved to Spirit City.

In the Nine Provinces and Five Seas, all surviving people gazed at the sky, which had completely dimmed. The entire land was shrouded in darkness and terror. The thunder roared as if warning everyone not to stay, or they would die.

Meng Yao still maintained the array, but now!

Apart from the darkness in the sky, there were also the towering waves—anything they touched disappeared, turning into powder.

”Meng Yao, itʼs not working. We need to retreat,” Meng Li said, looking at the approaching waves with a pale face.

Was this done by humans? How could humans reach such a point? It was too horrifying.

Meng Yaoʼs face also turned a bit pale, looking at the surrounding crowd, each personʼs face filled with despair.

Many people even kneeled, praying to the sky, asking this evil force to stay away from them. But the sky itself couldnʼt protect them now.

”Meng Yao!!!” Meng Li shouted loudly. The breath of the waves had blown away the houses, and people without strength were lifted into the sky.

The entire scene was filled with tragic cries!

Meng Yaoʼs face sank, forming a huge halo with both hands, enveloping everyone.

”Meng Yao! What are you doing?”

”I will protect them. You go first,” Meng Yaoʼs pretty face showed determination. These were her people; how could she bear to abandon them and run away by herself?

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