EFB Chapter 2101 Devastating Victory
Chapter 2101 Devastating Victory
Chapter 2101 Devastating Victory
Unlike the last time when he was forced out by Chen Fei and involuntarily retreated, this time He Qiusheng withstood the impact from the halberd blade and did not retreat even half a step.
It wasn't that the two sides were evenly matched; rather, he simply didn't have time to retreat and deflect the attack.
The strange, highly targeted demonic energy contained within Chen Fei's halberd blade, along with the blade's own violent destructive power, slammed solidly into He Qiusheng's body.
"puff!"
A thick, dark red, almost black mist of demonic blood energy suddenly spurted out of He Qiusheng's mouth.
At the same time, the dark resentment around him surged and dissipated violently once again, and a large amount of pure primordial demonic energy poured out of his body uncontrollably, merging into the surrounding air, causing his aura to drop noticeably again.
Having withstood Chen Fei's halberd strike and feeling the excruciating pain of his primordial demonic energy being shattered, He Qiusheng's face, hidden beneath the flowing black mist, transformed from all the madness, resentment, and confidence into an indescribable shock.
In this environment of absolute darkness, rampant demonic energy, and rampant attacks, the opponent once again accurately locked onto his location and launched such a fierce counterattack.
This absolute restraint over illusion and the art of concealment sent a deep chill through him.
What made him even more incredulous and terrified was the absolute power contained in Chen Fei's halberd strike just now.
Having once stood at a higher level, He Qiusheng possesses an extremely keen ability to judge power levels.
He could clearly sense that the quantity and quality contained in Chen Fei's halberd strike just now had absolutely surpassed the scope of the early stage of the Tai Cang Realm, and had firmly stepped into the threshold of the middle stage of the Tai Cang Realm.
This is not a temporary boost from external forces, nor is it a superficial surge in momentum. Rather, it is a solid, refined, and steady power that originates from one's own cultivation methods and foundation.
How could a cultivator who was only at the early stage of the Tai Cang Realm be able to unleash the combat power of the mid-stage Tai Cang Realm?
With the full support of the environment, He Qiusheng was also able to draw upon power that reached the mid-stage of the Tai Cang Realm.
However, this power is like a surging but uncontrollable flood. Although it is powerful and destructive, its direction and intensity cannot be precisely controlled by He Qiusheng, the guide.
The root cause lies in He Qiusheng's own state of mind.
As a vengeful demon born from resentment, he was no longer the celestial being with a complete soul and clear mind he once was. The endless torment of resentment over countless years, as well as the very nature of his unique existence as a vengeful demon, had caused irreversible distortion to his soul.
His soul was like a cracked mirror; although it could still barely reflect some images, it was already shattered and unable to gather and bear the overly refined and powerful will and strength.
Therefore, with his current fragmented soul and intelligence, the upper limit of the power he can truly control at will is roughly the early stage of the Tai Cang Realm in his original body.
Therefore, when he used the environment to draw upon the power of the mid-stage Tai Cang Realm beyond his own control, he was unable to use this power as flexibly as Chen Fei's own limbs, and to perform exquisite offensive and defensive transitions and force control.
The only thing He Qiusheng could do was to unleash and explode this enormous power in the most crude and direct way, without discrimination.
This attack method can give an absolute advantage against more than 99% of those in the early stages of the Tai Cang Realm.
However, today, he met Chen Fei.
The illusion was ineffective and was easily seen through.
Force suppression is ineffective; the opponent can still unleash mid-stage combat power, and with even more refined control.
The environmental advantage no longer seemed obvious, as the opponent's peculiar true form defense was able to withstand his full-force attack for a short period of time.
All his methods were ineffective against his opponent. On the contrary, his opponent always managed to find his true form under impossible circumstances and launch a fatal counterattack.
For the first time, an emotion called fear spread so clearly in He Qiusheng's heart, which was filled with resentment and malice.
Chen Fei's gaze was as cold as a knife as it swept across He Qiusheng's face, which was filled with shock and disbelief.
Without uttering any further words, Chen Fei flicked his wrist, and before the momentum of his previous strike had completely dissipated, a new and even more violent power was once again poured into the Qian Yuan Halberd in his hand.
The halberd blade traced a perfect arc in the air before slashing down once more towards the dark, demonic shadow in front of it.
The immense power of the Devouring God Body state, combined with the power of the Dao Domain of the Devouring God Forging and Refining Path, and the unwavering will to crush everything, was all condensed into this halberd.
Before the halberd even arrived, that terrifying power had already formed an invisible force field cage, completely sealing off and enveloping the small space where He Qiusheng was located.
Faced with Chen Fei's terrifying onslaught, each strike stronger than the last, He Qiusheng's fear finally overwhelmed his madness. His survival instinct screamed, driving him to desperately try to escape.
However, just as he was about to retreat, he realized with despair that he was already firmly locked onto by the terrifying force field emanating from the halberd.
Moreover, the chaotic and violent aftershocks of energy and the remaining demonic energy around him, which had become even more chaotic and violent due to the previous impact, were also transformed into an invisible resistance under the influence of Chen Fei's halberd strike. This resistance pressed down on him from all directions, making his body extremely heavy and sluggish.
Can't escape!
In his desperate situation, He Qiusheng let out a roar filled with despair and madness. He knew that escape was now a futile hope; he had no choice but to fight with all his might in a final desperate struggle.
He Qiusheng suddenly threw the ancient palace lantern in his hand, which was already covered with cracks and whose light was flickering, at the halberd blade that Chen Fei was slashing at.
The instant the palace lantern slipped from his grasp, He Qiusheng recklessly burned his own primordial demonic energy, frantically pouring it into the lantern.
"boom!"
The pitch-black flame inside the palace lantern suddenly expanded to its maximum, engulfing and igniting the entire lantern. The ancient lantern body rapidly melted and deformed in the black flames.
The next moment, a beast's head, composed entirely of pitch-black flames, with a ferocious and terrifying face and a gaping maw, suddenly burst out from the burning palace lantern.
As if possessing its own will, the beast's head let out a silent roar, carrying an aura of destruction, and fiercely bit down on the blade of the Qian Yuan Halberd that Chen Fei was slashing at.
This was He Qiusheng's strongest attack, achieved by burning his very essence and even at the cost of destroying the magical artifact that had accompanied him for countless years.
"boom!"
The Qian Yuan Halberd collided squarely with the black flame beast's head.
This time, the impact did not produce a loud clang like metal clashing, but rather a muffled, almost deafening explosion, as if energy had been annihilated.
The terrifying sharpness on the halberd blade, which combined the power of the Devouring Heaven Divine Body and the might of the Dao Domain, suddenly erupted with destructive power the moment it touched the Black Flame Beast's head.
"Crack!"
A crisp cracking sound rang out, and countless cracks rapidly spread from the point where the black flame beast head made contact with the halberd blade, covering the entire beast head in the blink of an eye.
"Boom!"
The next moment, the entire Black Flame Beast Head shattered completely, turning into countless black sparks and chaotic demonic energy that scattered in the air before being quickly annihilated and dispersed by the surrounding energy aftershocks.
After shattering the Black Flame Beast's head, the Qian Yuan Halberd's blade, still brimming with momentum, slammed into the palace lantern itself, which had been completely consumed by the black flames and was burning and disintegrating.
"clang!"
With a short, sharp impact, the palace lantern was violently struck to the side by the immense force from the halberd blade, and the cracks on the lantern instantly widened to their maximum extent.
Although the light of the Qian Yuan Halberd's blade had dimmed slightly after being blocked by the beast heads and palace lanterns, the terrifying power and killing intent it contained remained undiminished.
It pierced through the scattered sparks and demonic energy, striking He Qiusheng's already weakened and stagnant black body, which had become even more sluggish due to the burning of his essence and the destruction of his magical treasure.
As the halberd blade approached his body, He Qiusheng wanted to transfer some of his power into the surrounding demonic energy and darkness, just like at the beginning, by leveraging his deep connection with the environment, and even sacrifice part of his body to preserve his core essence.
However, at the very moment he made that thought, a cold and domineering will suddenly pierced into his body through the point where the halberd blade made contact with his body.
This will seemed to pierce through all illusions, pointing directly to the source. Within his chaotic and tormented demonic body, it precisely grasped that most core point—the primal resentment and energy that sustained his existence.
Under this absolute lock-on, He Qiusheng despairingly discovered that all his means of escape and deflection had become ineffective at this moment.
The shadow of death had never loomed over He Qiusheng so realistically and intimately.
His blood-red eyes, filled with resentment and madness, widened to their absolute limit at that moment.
He Qiusheng's lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but all the sound was stuck in his throat. The Qian Yuan Halberd fell too fast, so fast that he didn't have time to make any meaningful sound.
He could only watch helplessly as the blade of the Qian Yuan Halberd sliced through his body like a piece of rotten wood, easily piercing the dark resentment on his skin, and then viciously slashing into his body.
There was no blood splattering.
There was no sound of bones breaking.
There was only one strange, crisp sound—the sound of glass being violently torn apart.
"Click...snap..."
The cracks spread rapidly, intersected, and then…
"Oh!"
A very faint, yet incredibly clear and shocking sound was heard by He Qiusheng.
Centered on He Qiusheng, the void, already weakened by the previous fierce battle, was now like a glass surface struck by a heavy hammer, forming a brief, distorted absolute vacuum that instantly emptied and annihilated the pervasive demonic energy and energy residue.
In the center of this destructive ripple, He Qiusheng's pitch-black body, formed from dense resentment and demonic thoughts, was swept away as if by a raging wind, and he staggered backward.