Little Dragonkin Dugu Bo

With the boost from his Army-Breaking Domain, Yang Wudi could still hold his own against Gui Mei when he unleashed everything he had.

But a burst of power could only last so long. Yang Wudi's strength was steadily ebbing, and the Soul Breaking Spear's attacks slowed with it. What had begun as an exchange of blows gradually became a desperate defense.

"Weren't you talking big just now, Yang Wudi?" Gui Mei slammed a ghostly claw into Yang Wudi's chest, sending him flying. "What's wrong? Worn out already?"

Yang Wudi spat the bloody foam from his mouth and pointed the Soul Breaking Spear at Gui Mei.

"Cut the crap. Come on."

Gui Mei's figure scattered into ghostly shadows that filled the sky and pressed in from every direction.

"You dared hurt Yue Guan this badly. I'll take your life today and give him an answer."

Yang Wudi swept his spear across, its wind whipping up a cloud of dust. Its tip pierced nothing but phantoms.

"An answer?" Yang Wudi scattered the shadows with a thrust. "That dead freak should count himself lucky I only wounded him."

"You're asking for death!" Gui Mei's voice seethed with rage. "With death at your door, you still dare run your mouth? I'll tear you to pieces today."

A ghostly shadow slipped along the spear shaft and closed in. Its claws went straight for Yang Wudi's heart. He pulled his spear back to block, but the shaft rang from the impact, and he staggered backward.

His white robes had long since turned dark red. As Yang Wudi gave ground, Gui Mei spotted an opening. A ghostly shadow bore down from above, five fingers pressed together, and struck viciously.

Yang Wudi was sent flying and slammed hard into the ground.

"That's all you've got, and you dared