Gritting his teeth fiercely, Li paid no heed to the pain from the blow to his face or the humiliation Zeref had inflicted upon him. The sharp blade in his hand stabbed straight toward Zeref's throat without hesitation.
The energy weapon condensed in Li's hand seemed to sense his emotions as well. It became even more refined, even more perfect, as though it had truly transformed into a tangible blade, viciously stabbing toward Zeref.
At this moment, the timing of the attack, the space for the attack, the surrounding environment, the angle of attack, even the desire to survive—
All of it slowly left Li's heart. There was only one thing in his mind now: kill Zeref. It was an incomparable emptiness, but also an incomparable obsession. Kill him, kill him, kill him! He asked for nothing else but this!
Suddenly, an extremely strange sensation surged into Li's heart. This abrupt feeling was impossible to describe with words. If he had to describe it, it felt like the first time he had obtained the Mangekyō Sharingan!
Even Li himself failed to notice that, at this moment, the three tomoe in his eyes had once again transformed into the pattern of the Mangekyō. At some unknown point, he had actually regained the Mangekyō Sharingan!
Li and Zeref's figures crossed in an instant before separating once more. The two were like magnets of the same polarity, utterly incapable of merging.
A large amount of blood flowed down his arm. Countless blood vessels in Li's arm had ruptured, and even his bones had suffered some damage. This was the result of the Bone and Flesh Separation Zeref had just unleashed. Li's arm had now suffered severe damage.
However, it did not matter. Li had not come away empty-handed either. A thin line of