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Chapter 343: Red Dragon's Defeat
Wang Hun saw this and remained calm, shouting, "Spiritual Blessing Shield Blade!" In an instant, a layer of deep blue light appeared in front of him, which quickly spread out and formed a huge and solid shield.
This shield is no ordinary thing. It is condensed by pure soul power, like an indestructible fortress. It can not only easily resist physical attacks from the outside world, making them return in vain like hitting a solid wall, but also erect an invisible barrier at the soul level to block any soul-level invasion, no matter it is a strange soul curse or a powerful soul shock, they cannot penetrate the protection of this shield.
Its characteristic is all-round defense without blind spots. No matter it is a fierce attack from the front or a sudden attack from the side or rear, it can be perfectly resisted, achieving dual protection of soul and physics.
Its function is to build a safe haven for the king's soul in this battlefield full of dangers, effectively resist various attacks from the outside world, ensure that his soul is not harmed in the slightest, and allow him to be as steady as a rock in battle and control the overall situation.
The Nine Dragons Returning to One Flame carried a devastating aura as it moved closer and closer to the King's Soul. The blazing flames were almost igniting the surrounding space. However, when it approached the shield formed by the Spiritual Protection Shield Blade, it seemed to have hit an invisible mountain and was blocked.
The fire dragon struggled and roared frantically in front of the shield, trying to break through this obstacle, but the light on the shield became more and more dazzling, constantly dissipating the fire dragon's power.
In the end, under the mutual tug of force from both sides, the power of the Nine Dragons Returning to One Flame and the shield gradually disappeared like two tired beasts. The two moves returned to zero, and the tense atmosphere on the battlefield was temporarily relieved a little.
As for Chi Long, he knew that he was in a desperate situation, but as a powerful person of the ancient gods, his pride made him unwilling to surrender. A sense of determination surged in his heart, and he shouted loudly: "Chi Yan is really like a statue!" He held the Flame Dragon Hammer tightly with both hands, and the flames on his body suddenly surged several times, and a giant statue of a hundred feet tall slowly emerged behind him.
This giant statue is like the clone of the Red Dragon, holding the Flame Dragon Hammer and emitting a terrifying pressure. The last flame of hope burns in the eyes of the Red Dragon, and he is ready to use this last trick to fight the King Soul to the death.
The Soul Devouring Eternal Annihilation Blade was like a black lightning, cutting through the void and rushing towards the Red Dragon. When it was very close to the Red Dragon's Red Flame True Image, the Red Dragon gritted its teeth and swung the Flame Dragon Hammer in its hand. The giant behind it also made the same move synchronously, trying to use this powerful blow to resist the attack of the Soul Devouring Eternal Annihilation Blade.
However, the King Soul's move was too powerful, and the Red Dragon's resistance seemed so powerless in front of it. The Soul Devouring Eternal Annihilation Blade was like an indestructible blade, easily hitting the giant and destroying it in an instant. The hundred-foot giant was reduced to dust in a dazzling light and dissipated into the air.
The power of the Soul Devouring Eternal Annihilation Blade barely weakened at all, and continued to attack the Red Dragon. The Red Dragon widened his eyes, with an expression of great surprise on his face. He never expected that his ultimate move would be so vulnerable in front of the King Soul.
But at this moment of life and death, he suddenly felt a sense of relief. He knew that he had done his best, and the glory and battles of a hundred thousand years were about to come to an end at this moment. He slowly closed his eyes, no longer resisting helplessly, and waited for the judgment of fate.
The Soul Devouring Eternal Annihilation Blade was like a scythe of the god of death, mercilessly striking the red dragon and instantly piercing through his body. The aftermath of the powerful force spread out in all directions like a surging tide, destroying everything wherever it went.
Parts of the Crystal Mountain were instantly shattered like fragile building blocks under the impact of this force. Huge rocks rolled down, smoke and dust filled the air, and the entire battlefield fell into chaos and silence.
The Fire Dragon Hammer in the Red Dragon's hand fell weakly, and hit the ground with a clang, creating a huge deep pit.
The giant statue behind him completely disappeared, as if it had never appeared. The Red Dragon's vitality also completely disappeared at this moment. His once powerful body was like an empty shell without a soul, and finally fell down exhausted.
Wang Hun walked forward slowly with steady steps. His eyes were as cold as stars, fixed tightly on the dying Red Dragon. After a long time, he said in a deep voice: "It's over." The voice echoed in the silent battlefield, as if it was the final period to put an end to this thrilling life-and-death battle.
The red dragon lay on the ground, his body trembling slightly. He gathered up his last bit of strength and slowly raised his head. His eyes showed endless fatigue and loneliness, but he still forced himself to respond, "Yes, it's over." The voice was hoarse and weak, like an old bellows being pulled with difficulty, but with a hint of unwillingness and relief.
Upon seeing this, Wang Hun's eyes flashed with a barely perceptible surprise, and he couldn't help but slightly raise his eyebrows and said: "You can still speak, you are worthy of being the second strongest ancient dragon." There was a bit more respect and admiration for this powerful opponent in his words.
Upon hearing this, Chilong's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a helpless bitter smile, and said softly: "Don't torture me, you win." At this moment, although he had thousands of thoughts in his mind, he also understood that the victory or defeat had been decided, and any more struggle would be in vain.
Wang Hun nodded slightly and said solemnly: "Well, it should be over soon for a while." He looked up into the distance, as if he saw the peaceful scene after the war subsided. That was the goal he had been fighting for for a long time, and it seemed to be within reach at this moment.
Fuxi stood aside, gazing at Chilong deeply, and asked softly: "When Wang Hun gave you the chance to live, did you regret rejecting it, even a little bit?" His voice was as calm as water, but it seemed to contain endless meaning, as if he wanted to explore the truest thoughts in Chilong's heart.
Using up all the remaining strength in his body, Chilong shook his head with difficulty, his eyes revealing firmness and determination, and said, "No, no, I will not surrender to any opponent." Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, yet each word was loud and clear, demonstrating his pride and dignity as an ancient dragon.
Wang Hun looked at the Red Dragon, feeling a sense of mutual admiration welling up in his heart, and said slowly: "If we put aside our positions, you are an excellent opponent worthy of a fight." In this life-and-death battle, he deeply felt the Red Dragon's strength and tenacity. Such an opponent is rare.
The Red Dragon closed his eyes slightly, then slowly opened them after a moment, with a hint of expectation in his eyes, and said, "Thank you for praising me like this, maybe you can really defeat the Black Dragon." He knew very well how powerful and terrifying the Black Dragon was, and the fact that Wang Hun could show such strength in the battle with him made him look forward to Wang Hun's challenge to the Black Dragon.
When Fuxi heard the name of Black Dragon, his brows slightly furrowed, and a trace of worry appeared on his face. Obviously, he also knew that Black Dragon had not died, and the unknown power hidden behind it was undoubtedly a huge threat.
Wang Hun looked at the horizon with a firm gaze, as if he was staring at the direction of the black dragon, and said in a deep voice: "Maybe, maybe I can really cross that uncrossable mountain."