Ji Jue waved his hand, and repulsive force erupted, easily driving back the Slaughtering Finger that had lunged at him once again. With his other hand, he casually tossed another heavy dose into Xu Lingyi's Realm of Encirclement. As he strolled at leisure, his gaze slid toward Meng Fengzuo.
A half-smile.
Meng Fengzuo clenched his teeth without uttering a word, yet he heard Ji Jue's voice spreading through the storm.
"No thought of running? How strange...
"In other words, even now, you still think you have a chance of winning?"
Ji Jue laughed. "Let me guess. What else have you hidden away?"
After a momentary pause, he suddenly asked, "There's another assassin here, isn't there?"
No one answered, but Ji Jue didn't care. He simply continued, "To endure for so long without revealing the slightest trace—judging by that style, it should be that Horn Cutter I dealt with a while back, right?
"But after all this time, you still haven't acted. Is it because you aren't confident you can kill me in a single blow?"
He paused, looking around as his gaze swept inch by inch across the figures within Avici. "Want me to give you an opportunity? But a move that's already been used once..."
Ji Jue laughed silently. "Do you really think I'd have no precautions at all?"
Meng Fengzuo closed his eyes and let out a silent sigh.
When he opened them again, they were bloodshot and crimson, as though burning.
In the end, it had come to this...
The instant he brought his hands together, flames ignited across his body.
He sent out the final signal.
Above the heavens, countless dense whispers and hoarse murmurs spread. Cracks emerged across the projections of the Seven Saints, along with the parasites rooted in the Realm of Encirclement...
No—it