The incomparably beautiful Crimson Decay continuously gathered toward Ming Yue, forming a flowing river.
It could be said that Duan Yun had never seen such a beautiful river. Compared to it, even the river of stars in the heavens seemed to lose its color for a time.
As it flowed, the purple within the Crimson Decay quickly dispersed, turning into absolute crimson.
That incomparably pleasant scent of decay permeated the air.
Duan Yun could not help taking several more deep sniffs. It was practically like when he had destroyed opium in Green Jade City, and those addicts had crazily inhaled the smell of smoke in the air.
"Don't breathe it in. It causes hallucinations."
At that moment, Ming Xing warned him.
Countless streams of Crimson Decay converged upon Ming Yue, forming an enormous heap of flowers around her. It looked like a mountain, yet also like a grave.
The Crimson Decay continuously flowed there, even squirming, making it resemble some bizarre living creature.
Duan Yun knew he could not let this continue, because he understood that at a time like this, the most important thing was to interrupt the casting!
"Red Hair! Break it!"
Without any hesitation, the red hair all over his body flowed and gathered around his arm, forming an ominous halo.
Boom!
Duan Yun's body trembled as the Red-Hair Cannon blasted forth once more.
If the gathered Crimson Decay was now like a grave, then what Duan Yun was doing was blowing up a grave!
Boom! The enormous flower mountain was pierced straight through, and the force it unleashed churned the Crimson Decay into powder.
For a moment, crimson dust spread like mist, dreamlike and illusory.
Whoosh!
A powerful gust rose. The flower mountain, blasted open with a huge hole, accelerated its flow and gathered inward.
Then,