Chapter 1383: Chapter 252: Like a Moth to a Flame

Today.

The battle scene at Falcon Wind Gorge can only be described as brutal.

Xie Xuanyi faced Wu Jiu.

It was a complete crush, like an old man playing with a child. There was absolutely no comparison between the two.

Wu Jiu couldn’t even qualify to fight back.

Objectively speaking, the situation of the two in this battle could be described as one to nine... Wu Jiu taking nine hits for every breath.

However, one must mention, Wu Jiu is indeed the prodigy of the Golden Crow Clan, his bloodline is exceedingly strong, he forcefully endured Xie Xuanyi’s fists and kicks, crashing through three or four Snow Mountains without losing consciousness and even gained some insights, barely managing to defend and parry a bit.

Of course.

Wu Jiu’s defense was essentially useless.

The reason Xie Xuanyi used Hand Palm Thunder wasn’t due to a lack of moves, but because at his level, the choice of moves was entirely at will.

No direction in the Dao, no hierarchy in the methods.

The truly powerful entities in this world are not the divine skills or magicians, but the cultivators themselves.

If Zhao Chunyang were here, it would certainly be the same.

Though he cultivated the Sword Dao.

After Zhao Chunyang promoted to Yang God, he mostly fought using his fists.

The reason is simple.

Firstly, fists are the most convenient.

Secondly, almost no one can withstand his fists, making the use of a sword unnecessary.

The current situation of Xie Xuanyi fighting Wu Jiu is probably the same.

Hand Palm Thunder is already enough.

This is the utmost interrogation and utmost humiliation.

"..."

Cui Zhen watched the shards of snow flying across the sky, the collapsed Snow Mountains, the shattered ravines covering the ground, and the two figures "stuck together" flying back and forth.

Cui Zhen folded his arms, couldn’t help but smile and said, "Really looks like it, damn it."

This scene.

Several years ago, he seemed to have seen it.

Back then, Zhao Chunyang was fighting other Demon Country Venerables, probably like this.

Years later.

This scene has reappeared.

Except now it’s vastly different from the past.

Back then, upon seeing Zhao Chunyang strike, he hurriedly entered the fray, blocking his fellow Venerables behind himself...

Today.

Xie Xuanyi struck in such a way, beating Wu Jiu, Cui Zhen only felt "relieved".

...

...

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Xie Xuanyi pressed Wu Jiu firmly against a Snow Mountain cliff, throwing punch after punch.

Wu Jiu did not resist either.

He merely raised both arms, desperately protecting his face.

A large amount of golden fresh blood was thrown down from the sky...

A moment later.

Xie Xuanyi paused his fists, exhaled a breath of murky air.

"Phew..."

He gazed at the tragic figure thoroughly embedded in the mountain wall in front of him, I fear anyone who saw this scene would not believe that such a miserable character was actually a Great Divine Power User of the Yang God Realm.

Wu Jiu’s hands, which were blocking his face, had all their bones shattered, golden demon blood couldn’t even spill out.

He trembled as he lowered his hands.

The facial features once considered dignified were now covered in blood, miserably tragic to this day.

Having received nearly a hundred strikes of Hand Palm Thunder from Xie Xuanyi.

Now Wu Jiu had been beaten to the point even his own mother wouldn’t recognize him.

His breath weakened to the extreme, like a flickering candle in the wind, ready to extinguish at any moment.

Yet even so, Wu Jiu still hadn’t canceled the divine skill Sunfall.

He truly risked his life to stall Xie Xuanyi.

"..."

Xie Xuanyi did not hesitate, he already vented Cui Zhen’s anger.

Wu Jiu wants to block the way.

Then, he’ll send Wu Jiu on his way.

Crack, crack, crack.

Suddenly.

The wind and snow blew, the golden figure embedded in the mountain wall suddenly leaned forward.

Wu Jiu forcibly withdrew his body.

A mass of rubble fell, buried along with snow dust in the whistling wind.

"I, Wu..."

Wu Jiu’s hoarse voice echoed in the snow wind.

His Divine Sea remained clear.

It’s just that the voice had uncontrollably muddled.

"I, Wu... am not a selfish coward..."

He slowly raised his head, his gaze fixed intently on Xie Xuanyi.

Wu Jiu grinned.

Spoke word by word: "Today... let I, Wu use my Essence Blood as a sacrifice to unleash divine skills, to eradicate harm for Heavenly Phoenix Palace... to bring peace to Demon Country..."

Xie Xuanyi, Cui Zhen, both are deep threats to Heavenly Phoenix Palace!

Whether the Great Palace Master comes or not.

It’s not important anymore.

He was ready to fight unto death, to die in battle right here.

After finishing speaking.

The entire aura of Falcon Wind Gorge changed.

"Is he going to unleash a ’self-immolation’ type of divine skill?"

Cui Zhen sensed the change in Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi, his Heart Lake uneased, faintly sensing an unease.

He frowned, hurriedly reminded: "Be careful... this guy seems a bit crazy... he might next use a divine skill like Blood Moon Devouring or Together to the Yellow Springs..."

Cui Zhen didn’t quite understand why Wu Jiu was risking his life to block him and Xie Xuanyi.

This guy is so young, has great potential ahead.

For a moment.

Cui Zhen actually felt some pity and regret.

He shook his head, hurriedly erased this thought from his Heart Lake.

In the past life, it was precisely because of this ’kindness’ that he ended up in such a miserable situation.

How could he repeat the same mistake?

"...Hm."

To Cui Zhen’s reminder, Xie Xuanyi responded lightly.

He watched this scene with a blank expression.

Xie Xuanyi’s heart was unmoved.

Wu Jiu wants to unleash a self-immolation divine skill?

Such moves, he has seen far too many along this path.

Even the Blood Moon Devouring sacrificing the head couldn’t harm him.

Xie Xuanyi simply doesn’t care about Wu Jiu’s Life Burning Technique.

Moreover.

Currently, the situation seems not that complicated.

Just withstand the self-immolation divine skills, directly kill Wu Jiu, and it’ll all end.

As the thought sprang up.

Xie Xuanyi raised his finger, contracting the Life and Death Dao Domain, as if executing the Gathering technique, the vast Dao Domain instantly shrank, countless Sword Qi converging at Xie Xuanyi’s fingertip.

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle."

A large amount of Sword Qi condensed into a black dot.

Wu Jiu gazed at this black dot, his Heart Lake surged with a strong sense of death.

He knew.

He definitely couldn’t withstand this strike.

But it doesn’t matter.

He no longer cares about life, as long as he can unleash Life Burning Divine Power...

Layer upon layer of flames arose in the void.

Wu Jiu closed his eyes, calmly ignited the Soul Fire at his brow, the Soul Fire of the Pure Blood Golden Crow spread like a tsunami in the sky over Falcon Wind Gorge, layers of invisible flame waves descended roaring in the void.

Seeing this, Xie Xuanyi’s expression became colder.

It’s rather ironic.

Wu Jiu risked his life, unleashing self-immolation divine skills, actually igniting the Soul Flame of the Heart Lake.

Now, he didn’t even need to use the Undying Spring.

Wu Jiu’s Soul Fire would be completely blocked by the Boundary Stele of the Primordial Swallowing Sacred Realm.

This was a self-immolation. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

A moth-to-a-flame style self-immolation.

...

...

When the Life and Death Dao Domain contracted to the extreme.

Falcon Wind Gorge shifted from night to day—

In the next moment, transforming from daylight to Paradise World.

The heavens and the earth, all were golden glories all around.

The ten-mile radius of Falcon Wind Gorge was entirely engulfed in golden soul flame waves.

Amidst the surging tide of soul flames.

There was a thin wisp of pitch-black Sword Qi, piercing through the heavens and earth, sound faint, nearly inaudible.

At this very instant.

Falcon Wind Gorge shifted from extreme noise to extreme silence.

Someone quietly sighed.