Xiao Wu's figure descended from the air like a weightless shadow.
Huyan Zhen's senses had already fallen into chaos.
The explosion of Buddha's Fury Tang Lotus had destroyed most of his defensive Soul Skill and damaged his meridians in several places.
"Not good!"
Huyan Zhen clearly sensed danger.
He could hear the wind above his head, but he could not pinpoint its exact direction.
By the time he barely managed to turn his head, a pink figure had flashed before his eyes and vanished again.
Xiao Wu gave him no room to catch his breath.
Teleportation activated in rapid succession, her afterimages flickering through the ruins.
Huyan Zhen swung his fists at her, but every blow struck empty air. The wound in his chest split open further, blood gushing from it.
He roared and released his Martial Soul. Just as the mammoth phantom of the Elephant Armor Sect rose halfway, Xiao Wu was already behind him, driving a sword into his lower back.
Huyan Zhen's entire body trembled with pain. He swept backward with his arm, but Xiao Wu's body blurred, and the blade passed through her like it was cutting through smoke.
Once his strength gave out, she had solidified again. Her longsword swept across, slicing open his left leg.
Huyan Zhen dropped to one knee and pitched forward, only for Xiao Wu to plant a foot on his back.
"Tang San helped me before. Since you killed him," Xiao Wu said softly, her sword point pressed against the back of his neck, "I'll kill you too. Consider it avenging him."
Huyan Zhen's lips moved, as though he still wanted to beg for mercy.
Xiao Wu did not listen.
Her sword thrust forward. A flash of blood appeared, and the massive body crashed to the ground, never making another