Chapter 85: A Battle to the Death
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As the Silver Jiao let out a furious roar, countless sword rains condensed from the sky, rapidly crashing down toward Chen Fei and Su Ran.
Seeing the descending sword rain, Chen Fei couldn’t help but let out a breath of relief. Just as Su Ran had said, the Silver Jiao had not fully recovered from its injuries. The power of this sword rain was far weaker than before.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The sword rain struck the ground, creating deep craters, instantly pulverizing stones as thick as a person’s arms.
Chen Fei and Su Ran dodged with all their might, but they couldn’t completely evade the densely packed sword rain. Wielding a longsword and a great blade respectively, they slashed at the unavoidable attacks.
Bang!
Chen Fei’s body shook violently as he felt a surge of blood in his chest. A mouthful of fresh blood spurted from his throat.
Just two sword rain attacks had already injured him!
“Is this the power comparable to a third-rank True Spirit Master?” Chen Fei was shocked. The cultivation of a Spirit Master required increasingly vast amounts of spiritual energy as one progressed. Even a small difference in rank resulted in a significant gap in strength.
Su Ran had said that Chen Fei had the strength of a late-stage second-rank True Spirit Master, while the Silver Jiao, at its peak, was only comparable to a third-rank True Spirit Master.
Yet, with a single wide-area attack, just two strikes of the sword rain were enough to injure him. This was the sheer difference in power.
In comparison, Su Ran’s situation seemed even worse. Her delicate body was directly blown away by the sword rain’s force, causing her to cough up several mouthfuls of blood.
“Su Ran!”
Chen Fei’s expression changed drastically. Su Ran’s strength shouldn’t be weaker than his.
Clearly, she was intentionally holding back—or rather, she was using the Silver Jiao’s sword rain as an opportunity to create distance.
The Silver Jiao was just as shocked. It hadn’t expected that in just a few days, this human Spirit Master’s strength had improved so much that he could withstand its sword rain attack.
“Roar!”
“Damn human! You stole my inner core essence and blood!”
“Today, I will tear you apart and devour you alive!”
The Silver Jiao’s voice echoed in Chen Fei’s mind, filled with hatred.
In the next moment, the Jiao appeared above Chen Fei, opening its massive jaws to bite down.
Faced with this gigantic head, Chen Fei didn’t hesitate. He pushed his strength to the limit, activating his longsword. In an instant, a silvery light like the moon filled the sky, overwhelming the Jiao’s head with countless sword strikes.
“A mere ninth-rank Spirit Master dares to struggle against me?”
The Silver Jiao snorted coldly. Naturally, it wouldn’t let its head crash into the sword strikes. Instead, it spewed another round of sword rain to counter.
Clang!
The sword rain and sword light clashed, creating a chaotic symphony of destruction. Spiritual energy erupted, sending clouds of dust billowing in all directions.
Meanwhile, Su Ran, having distanced herself, watched the battle with sharp eyes, her hands continuously forming intricate, mysterious hand seals.
Unnoticed, Su Ran’s entire presence became enigmatic, as if she were performing an extraordinary spell or divine technique.
However, such techniques required time to execute—they couldn’t be cast instantly. That was why she had created distance, allowing Chen Fei to hold back the Silver Jiao, preventing it from noticing anything unusual.
But as Su Ran’s hand seals continued, her aura became increasingly mysterious. How could the Silver Jiao not notice?
As it pressed its attack on Chen Fei, unleashing sword rain after sword rain, steadily breaking through his Silver Moon Sword Art, it suddenly sensed an ominous threat.
Its gaze shifted toward Su Ran, and an inexplicable chill ran through its heart.
“What is that?” The Silver Jiao felt a strange sense of fear. At this moment, Su Ran seemed to be undergoing a transformation, exuding an aura that made it shudder.
“Forget it. I’ll kill this woman first.”
The Jiao quickly made its decision. An unknown threat was far more dangerous than the human man whose defenses were already crumbling.
Abandoning its nearly victorious assault on Chen Fei, the Jiao soared into the air, charging toward Su Ran.
Seeing this, how could Chen Fei allow the Jiao to strike at Su Ran?
“Silver Jiao, your opponent is me!”
Without hesitation, Chen Fei abandoned his sword and leaped forward, grabbing the Jiao’s tail with both hands.
“Take this—Over-the-Shoulder Throw!”
At that moment, the Void Heaven Cauldron inside Chen Fei’s body trembled like never before. His mental strength, along with his Thousand Phantom Slash and Flood Dragon Physique, were pushed to their absolute limits.
For an instant, he felt an immense power surge through his arms—tens of thousands of pounds of force—making the Jiao’s massive body feel as light as a feather.
“You’re courting death!”
The Jiao roared in fury. It never expected Chen Fei to be bold enough to grab its tail.
Spiritual energy surged through its body as it twisted, trying to fling Chen Fei toward its jaws to devour him whole.
However, just as the Jiao thought Chen Fei’s actions were suicidal, an overwhelming force pulled it backward.
With a tremendous heave, Chen Fei hurled the massive creature over his shoulder!
The Jiao’s enormous, ten-meter-long body was sent flying more than ten meters away, crashing hard into the ground. The impact cracked the earth beneath it.
But Chen Fei suffered just as much—if not worse. The recoil and the Jiao’s counterforce sent him hurtling backward. He smashed into an irregularly shaped boulder with a resounding boom.
Crack!
The boulder shattered into countless pieces.
Chen Fei’s protective spiritual barrier instantly collapsed. His back was soaked in blood, a gruesome wound torn deep enough to expose bone, stretching over ten centimeters long.
He lay helplessly on the ground, barely clinging to consciousness through the searing pain.
The Silver Jiao roared once more, launching itself from the ground. Its bestial instincts were now fully unleashed.
A mere ninth-rank Spirit Master dared to grab its tail and throw it?
Humiliated and enraged, the Jiao abandoned its pursuit of Su Ran. It turned its focus entirely on Chen Fei, determined to devour him alive.
Su Ran was horrified!
She had clearly seen Chen Fei being thrown away, his protective barrier shattered. His injuries were severe beyond measure.
As the Jiao abandoned her and charged toward Chen Fei, she panicked.
“Big brother!”
Su Ran couldn’t help but cry out. If he died in the Jiao’s jaws, how could she ever face her husband—Chen Fei?
