The emerald cube in Hao Kun's hand—the Yin God Weapon—suddenly turned a withered yellow. He tossed it into the air, suspending it above Xue Xi's head. A desolate aura, like falling leaves in late autumn, seeped from it, and dim yellow flecks of light landed on Xue Xi's shield with a sizzling sound.
The Chef God Domain's barrier was gradually corroded, little holes appearing across it and steadily growing larger. Xue Xi's expression tightened. As expected, going up against someone acknowledged by an Origin Law was a bit too much for her.
But she wouldn't back down. Red and blue dragons coiled around the Coiled Dragon Wooden Blade. At its edge, gray flecks of light formed as if two dragons were playing with a pearl, then gathered into a small orb. This was her current means of attack.
But if she simply sent it flying, she clearly wouldn't hit Hao Kun, given a World Lord's speed. Besides, it lacked power. This attack was only a feint to let him lower his guard.
A blade arc imbued with the meaning of water and fire blending together slashed straight at him, while the gray orb at the tip of the blade exploded in front of Hao Kun, making his soul shudder. But apart from carving a deep, bone-showing wound into his body, it had little effect. As long as a World Lord's Internal World was unharmed, he was basically fine.
Hao Kun healed the wound with a disdainful look. "A little Universe Level brat who fights like you haven't eaten. You think you can compete with me like that? I'll give you a chance to end yourself. I can't even be bothered to do it for you."
By then, Xue Xi's shield had shattered. She turned away and crouched down, her shoulders