Chapter 145
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Chapter 145: Evil Darkness Palm
For the first time, Mo Jian felt that the boy in front of him was not an ordinary character. Although he was only at the fifth grade of the Innate Realm, the power of this fire mark was something that even most eighth-grade Innate Realm experts couldn’t withstand.
Moreover, the sweltering flames, carrying the might of a king, were a natural enemy to his dark powers and the magic within him. Under this suppression, Mo Jian realized he could not unleash his full fighting strength.
This surprise was quite significant; it was the first time Mo Jian had faced a situation where he felt restrained after such a long journey. He had encountered experts with Fire Spirit Body before, but ordinary flames held no meaning for him.
The situation before him made Mo Jian feel frustrated; he could not show all his power, and that was a suffocating feeling.
Boom…
The violent demonic energy clashed with the Chaotic Element Fire Seal, changing the color of the entire altar. Terrifying waves of energy spread out, causing fear in everyone around.
Even with the restraint of the Red Lotus Karma Fire, Yun Yi was still no match for Mo Jian. With one strike, Yun Yi was forced to retreat repeatedly until he barely steadied himself at the edge of the altar.
The altar was still very spacious, measuring several yards in every direction, perfectly suited for a battlefield where Yun Yi and Mo Jian could duel.
"What an impressive guy."
Yun Yi’s body trembled, but the light in his eyes grew even brighter. Mo Jian’s strength did not fill Yun Yi with fear; rather, it sparked a fighting spirit within him, making him feel that his journey to Jade Wheel City was worthwhile.
"How can this guy be so strong? He can block my attack without a scratch."
Compared to Yun Yi’s surprise, Mo Jian was truly shocked. He knew better than anyone how powerful he was. That last attack was just a casual strike, yet even a simple attack could easily defeat an eighth-grade Spirit Cultivator of the Innate Realm—this was hardly a challenge at all.
Yet, such a powerful attack failed to defeat a fifth-grade youngster of the Innate Realm, and it didn’t even leave a scratch on him.
How could Mo Jian not be shocked? He understood that this outcome was not just due to the opponent’s fire being effective against him. The difference in their skills was so vast that it couldn’t solely be reversed by a simple flame. The only explanation was that Yun Yi was too strong, a truly gifted talent that couldn’t be measured by ordinary standards.
Opposite him, Yun Yi’s eyes shone with a golden light, and the golden glow around him became increasingly radiant. He took a step forward, his gaze focused, and it was clear that he was deeply immersed in a mysterious state.
The Great Compassion Mantra’s spell had been fully taught to Yun Yi by Black Wind, and each Sanskrit character became a mark, deeply engraved in Yun Yi’s heart and soul.
The nine lotus platforms continued to turn, seemingly trying to absorb those Sanskrit characters.
Om, ma, ni, padme, hum!
The scene of Black Wind performing the Six Character Mantra appeared in Yun Yi’s mind, and the six large characters began to spin rapidly, evolving into something tangible.
"What is this guy really doing? Why does he have such an increasing aura of Buddhism around him?"
Mo Jian frowned, and his expression became serious, "This person is not simple. I can’t hold back anymore. I must quickly defeat him. His flames are a great challenge for me, and if he uses the mystical technique of the Buddhist order, it will be a double challenge."
At this moment, Mo Jian was extremely annoyed with Yun Yi, or rather, he disliked the aura of Buddhist light that surrounded Yun Yi.
Not far away, Black Wind, floating in the air, watched Yun Yi’s performance in shock. He already thought highly of Yun Yi; otherwise, he wouldn’t have taught him the Great Compassion Mantra at such a critical moment, believing there was still a glimmer of hope in Yun Yi.
Now it seemed that he had underestimated Yun Yi.
"It seems this kid will soon understand the Six Character Mantra. I will now set up the Nine Ultimate Kill Formation around this altar."
Black Wind transformed into a beam of black light and began to fly quickly around the altar. He used his claws to scratch at the air, creating a series of seals, all of which he imprinted into the void.
Anyone who didn’t understand formations wouldn’t notice what Black Wind was doing at all.
"Little Yun, I need some time to set up the Nine Ultimate Kill Formation, so try to hold this guy back."
Black Wind’s voice reached Yun Yi’s ears.
Yun Yi did not answer. At this moment, he was deeply focused on understanding the Six Character Mantra. In his mind, six large, brightly colored words were gradually becoming clearer.
The six large words sparkled, as if they had stepped out of nothingness.
What Yun Yi needed to do now was to pull these six words from the void and turn them from illusions into reality.
"Kid, die! Feel the power of my Evil Darkness Palm."
Mo Jian shouted loudly, his whole being surrounded by terrifying demonic energy, filled with a dark and sinister aura. He transformed into an unstoppable Demon King, a plume of black smoke swirling as he charged fiercely at Yun Yi.
From the beginning to the end, Mo Jian did not take Black Wind seriously. To him, it was just an ordinary little cat, merely a pet beside Yun Yi.
As for the Nine Ultimate Kill Formation set up by Black Wind, Mo Jian could not recognize such a profound formation at all. The most important thing was that all his attention was on Yun Yi, leaving no room for anything else.
Evil Darkness Palm was one of Mo Jian’s powerful techniques. Beneath the spread of black demonic energy, three eerie handprints, like three skulls from hell, approached Yun Yi from three different directions, sealing him off completely and leaving him nowhere to hide.
This was Mo Jian’s ultimate attack, and his intention was clear: to strike Yun Yi down in one blow and eliminate the threat.
Below, the battle had reached a boiling point. The three great families and the City Master’s people were in a fierce struggle, and the three clan leaders were finding it increasingly difficult to fight against the four powerful warriors of the eighth grade of the Innate Realm. Guo Haifeng had already sustained some injuries.
The nine hundred ninety-nine girls had long been terrified. They were caught in the storm of battle, with nowhere to hide and no way to escape. However, they were also the safest. The three great families were fighting to save them, while the City Master’s estate was trying to sacrifice them, so even though the battle was fierce, the girls were momentarily in no danger.
"Young Master Yun has started fighting that Demon Human, and it looks like the battle is not very promising. If Young Master Yun loses, then tonight will be our doom."
While fighting, Hong Liang also kept an eye on the situation at the altar. Whether above or below the altar, things did not look good, making one feel an overwhelming sense of despair.
