Ya Jiu, Who Could Not Be Killed

Of course, most of the hundreds of slashes Ya Jiu unleashed every second were blocked by Wang Xian with the Emperor Dragon Spear. Otherwise, even with the Emperor Dragon Body and his terrifying recovery speed, he would have been hacked to death by Ya Jiu long ago!

"Fatty, how much longer do you need? I can't hold on much longer!"

Wang Xian forced Ya Jiu back with a Heavenly Dragon City Breaker, then impatiently shouted at Fatty, who was still imprinting Mysterious Runes onto Ya Jiu's body.

Ya Jiu was a level 9999 Emperor-level boss. Even with Jiang Mengmeng's help, Wang Xian was at most equivalent to an Emperor Realm Fifth Heaven boss, around level 5000.

Although he had fought Ya Jiu for so long thanks to his outrageous damage boosts and damage reduction, that was only because Ya Jiu had yet to go berserk. Once Ya Jiu did, Wang Xian could only activate status skills like Reverse Scale to withstand him.

"Almost, almost!"

Fatty replied, drenched in sweat.

Wang Xian had no choice but to charge Ya Jiu again. Otherwise, if Ya Jiu turned his attention to Fatty, all of Fatty's efforts would likely be wasted.

"Die!"

Wang Xian shouted. Blazing flames ignited around the Emperor Dragon Spear, and amid an earth-shaking phoenix cry, the spear instantly pierced through Ya Jiu's body.

"Hmm?"

Wang Xian froze.

Aside from the first attack, this was only the second time in their battle that he had pierced Ya Jiu with the Emperor Dragon Spear.

It should have been a good thing. After all, that strike had used Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens. Once it pierced Ya Jiu's body, the blazing flames ignited him, continuously inflicting terrifying damage.

"Ouch! Great Immortal, watch it! You're burning this Daoist!"

Fatty cried out.

He was still continuously