Yang Yi's body swelled to the size of a small hill as he adopted an entirely new form to unleash another "Supreme Holy Slash."
But the Fishman Great Sage had no intention of taking another "Supreme Holy Slash." He pointed at Yang Yi in midair and cast a unique spell he had learned from the Crimson Witch.
"Die, you lowly worm!"
An imposing female voice came from the Fishman Great Sage's mouth, and his words took effect on Yang Yi.
Yang Yi froze in midair as though struck by lightning. His right eye lost its luster, and he crashed heavily to the ground like a puppet that had lost its power.
[Struck by Death Magic-Die, you lowly worm! Undergoing an instant-death resistance check. Those with a high maximum Spirit stat have a greater chance of resisting.] [Resistance check...]
Yang Yi's swollen body lay motionless on the ground, not even breathing, like a soft mound of fat.
"Hmph... so that was all you amounted to."
Kurich, the Fishman Great Sage, cast a disdainful glance at Yang Yi's "corpse."
But to be safe, it was best to strike an evil creature this large a few more times.
His cheeks puffed up as he prepared to charge up and spit another high-pressure water arrow.
Just then, a gunshot shattered the silence. A tiny bullet flew out and struck the Fishman Great Sage's right cheek, punching a small hole in it. Then the pressure in his right cheek went out of control, and the whole cheek burst apart, spraying bodily fluids everywhere.
His attack was interrupted.
The shooter was none other than Cui Xiya, who had returned after leaving. She held the Mini Revolver, a wisp of smoke still rising from its muzzle.
She had meant to shoot his eye, but