A fierce glint flashed in his eyes. He stopped short, cut down a lunging monster with the sword in his right hand, and raised the Negative World Core Flame—their last hope—in his left.
The dark flame burned quietly in his palm, giving off a gentle glow.
"Take this!" Yan Huan growled, watching the path Laigushi took as he ran with the Spiritwater Basin on his shoulder.
He drew his arm back, muscles tensing!
He poured all his strength into his left arm and hurled the Core Flame toward the Spiritwater Basin!
The flame became a streak of light, a meteor cutting through endless night, and flew straight toward the swaying basin.
Its trajectory was flawless. It was about to drop right in!
Laigushi had been keeping an eye on what was happening behind him. He noticed the instant the flame left Yan Huan's hand.
"Heh..."
He kept running with the basin on his shoulder. Then, as if he had seen it coming, he spun and kicked with exquisite precision, knocking the Core Flame away!
Smack!
A soft sound rang out.
The Negative World Core Flame landed beside the road, kicked aside like trash.
"You fucking—!"
"I appreciate the kind gesture, but I'm afraid I must decline..."
He did not slow as he spoke. While Yan Huan stood still, he even opened up a little more distance between them.
"You think you can just say no?!" Yan Huan sprinted after him and picked up the Core Flame again.
This time, he threw it from a tricky angle, sending it up from the side in a high arc toward the Spiritwater Basin!
Laigushi seemed to have eyes all over his body. Still running, he turned lightly to one side. The basin on his shoulder tilted with him, and its bottom caught the