Free Web NovelChapter 486: Chapter 486: Purple Extremity Life-Death Eye! Crushing Defeat of Jing Hongchen (Extra)
Purple Extremity Life-Death Eye!
All three of Huo Yuhao’s pupils transformed into a resplendent violet-gold hue.
As the light within them flowed,
vitality surged like the birth of all living things—
yet within it lay the aura of annihilation.
This was the exclusive fusion Spirit Ability born from the merging of the Purple Demon Eye and his Life Divine Eye Martial Soul.
Even Huo Yuhao himself was using it for the first time; as for its true power, it remained unknown.
BOOM!!!
Three violet-gold beams of pupil light burst forth from his eyes!
They moved as swiftly as light itself—
ignoring the barriers of space—
as though the instant they erupted, they had already arrived before Jing Hongchen!
Those present felt their field of vision cleaved apart by three violet-gold divine rays stretching across heaven and earth.
Before they could even think—
the beams had already slammed into the golden barrier painted with the panorama of mortal life.
Buzz—
Buzz—
The barrier trembled violently,
emitting a low groan of strain.
The myriad scenes of worldly existence flowing across its surface twisted and blurred.
An irresistible force abruptly halted Jing Hongchen’s charging form.
The habitual smile vanished from his face, replaced by ruthless ferocity.
Boom!
Boom!
Light flashed repeatedly behind him.
More than a dozen propulsion soul tools roared simultaneously, spewing even thicker white plumes of flame.
Bracing against the three destructive eye beams, he forced himself forward several hundred meters once more.
The scene was almost ironic.
As a peak Level 9 soul engineer, he should have excelled at long-range combat.
Yet relying on the absolute defense of "Hongchen’s Blessing" and the close-combat might of the "Purple Brilliance Heavenly Dragon Sword," Jing Hongchen had chosen to charge in head-on.
Huo Yuhao’s slender fingers pressed against his temple as vast, ocean-like spiritual power poured into his eyes.
Midair—
the three violet-gold beams abruptly converged into one.
Their power surged dramatically.
Jing Hongchen’s forward momentum was nailed in place once again.
Crack—crack!
Crack—crack!
Clear, piercing sounds of shattering rang out like ice splitting apart.
The pale-gold "Hongchen’s Blessing" barrier was now riddled with fine cracks spreading wildly across its surface.
Jing Hongchen’s expression finally changed drastically.
He had assumed—
that the frost giant punch was the boy’s limit.
That after failing with that strike, the youth would be at his mercy.
Who could have expected such a terrifying ocular technique to follow?
If I lose this battle...
I, Jing Hongchen, will be nailed to the pillar of shame in the continent’s history!
The thought flashed through his mind.
A vicious glint flickered in his eyes.
Buzz!
On his wildly fluttering dark robe, every engraved soul tool inscription flared to its absolute limit.
Dozens of soul tools of varying forms shot out from the glowing patterns—
charging without hesitation toward the violet-gold beam.
Boom boom boom boom!
Boom boom boom boom!
The core arrays inside every soul tool detonated.
Energy turbulence burst forth like ferocious beasts escaping their cages.
Energy mushroom clouds, each exceeding a thousand meters in diameter, bloomed one after another in the sky. Blazing destruction consumed everything.
Under such reckless self-detonation—
the violet-gold beam flickered several times,
then slowly dissipated.
Clang!
Almost at the same instant—
"Hongchen’s Blessing" reached its time limit and shattered into a rain of light.
"Boy, you’ve lost."
Smoke rose from the propulsion devices behind Jing Hongchen.
With the eye beam gone—
he instantly closed the distance to Huo Yuhao.
"Yuhao!" Ma Xiaotao, Zhang Lexuan, and Bei Bei and the others below cried out in alarm.
Elder Xuan waved his wide sleeve.
A surge of Spirit Power blocked the two women who were about to rush forward.
"There is no need to panic. Elder Mu is still here—Yuhao will be unharmed."
"Even if Yuhao were to lose today, forcing Jing Hongchen to this extent is already enough for the name Huo Yuhao to shake the continent."
Under countless tense gazes—
Jing Hongchen raised the Purple Brilliance Heavenly Dragon Sword high overhead.
He brought it down fiercely.
Purple firmament lightning poured forth, condensing into a resplendent thunderblade over a hundred zhang long. Bearing the might to destroy everything, it slashed down toward Huo Yuhao’s head.
Yet Huo Yuhao neither dodged nor evaded. He simply raised his right hand.
His entire arm flowed with dark-gold light.
A sharpness capable of tearing apart the heavens surged skyward.
The sky dimmed—
then brightened again.
Looking up, the crowd saw the clouds in the high sky violently part, as five dark-gold claws spanning nearly half of Shrek Academy manifested out of thin air.
Like a god extending his talons, they slowly pressed down upon the mortal world.
"Bear Lord Right Arm Bone Spirit Ability—Sky Splitting Claw."
The claws appeared to descend slowly, yet in reality, in a single instant they were already before Huo Yuhao, crashing head-on into the resplendent thunderblade.
Boom!
Boom!
Purple lightning arcs and dark-gold claw radiance frenziedly tore into one another, the explosive roars audible for a hundred miles.
An energy storm swept across all of Shrek. Had Mu En not intervened once more to smooth out the aftershocks, half the academy might have been reduced to ruins in their clash.
The two forces remained locked in stalemate, annihilating one another.
Across the surging torrent of chaotic energy,
Huo Yuhao and Jing Hongchen stared coldly at each other.
Both wore expressions of indifference.
However—
a closer look would reveal the slight twitch at the corner of Jing Hongchen’s eye.
Three moves had already passed.
According to their earlier agreement—
he... had lost.
Recalling his initial disdain for this youth, Jing Hongchen felt a surge of stifling resentment clog his chest, his teeth clenched tight.
Had he known this would happen, why had he been so overconfident?!
If he had treated the battle with full seriousness from the start, setting up soul tool arrays in advance, perhaps there would have been a chance of victory.
But could he truly be blamed entirely?
Having roamed the continent for decades, let alone witnessing such a being firsthand—
even hearing of one!
He had never once heard of such a heaven-defying monster!
Beneath Jing Hongchen’s wide sleeves, his hands gripping the Purple Brilliance Heavenly Dragon Sword trembled uncontrollably.
The web between his thumb and forefinger had split open.
Blood flowed through his fingers.
How can this child possess such power?!
Though stormy waves raged within his heart, outwardly he forced calm, even deliberately forming a trace of regret on his face.
He wished to maintain the bearing of an elder—
to concede gracefully under the pretext of "failing to take him down within three moves."
At least preserve a final shred of dignity.
But at that very moment—
his brow suddenly twitched.
Huo Yuhao’s eyes turned brilliant gold.
Spirit Rings rose one by one beneath his feet.
One crystal-clear ring like glazed glass—
followed by four rings black to the extreme, even faintly tinged with crimson blood.
The crystal-clear Spirit Ring flared brilliantly.
"First Spirit Ability—Soul Shock."
Spiritual power surged forth, condensing into a seemingly tangible river of molten gold, vast and mighty as it swept toward Jing Hongchen.
Jing Hongchen was both shocked and furious.
Locked in full exertion against the dark-gold claws, he could spare not even a shred of strength to defend against this spiritual torrent. He could only watch helplessly as the golden river crashed down upon him.
Boom!
A detonation resounded deep within his soul.
Jing Hongchen’s face turned deathly pale. He spat out blood as his body staggered backward.
The Purple Brilliance Heavenly Dragon Sword in his hand trembled violently, the surrounding firmament lightning shattering inch by inch.
Huo Yuhao pressed his right palm sharply downward through the air.
The dark-gold claw, nearly transparent from exhaustion, tore apart the remaining purple thunder sword light—
then stamped onto Jing Hongchen’s chest.
Riiip!
Three claw marks exploded open.
Jing Hongchen was blasted backward, blood scattering across the sky.
In the heavens—
the chaotic energy currents slowly dispersed.
Huo Yuhao’s breathing grew slightly labored. After consecutively unleashing such massively draining Spirit Abilities—
even he felt his Spirit Power becoming somewhat unsteady.
He looked toward the dispirited Jing Hongchen and spoke slowly:
"By fortune, I managed to win one move against Hall Master Jing Hongchen."
A hunched old man suddenly appeared beside Huo Yuhao.
"Young people these days, truly no sense of moderation in their strikes." Mu En spoke these words, but the look of praise in his eyes was so thick it nearly overflowed.
"Jing Hongchen, according to our prior agreement—
hand over your soul tools and let my disciple choose carefully among them."
