Chapter 329

Wang Yu found himself simultaneously attacked by both a beast and a man.

Without hesitation, he spat out a stream of golden malevolent energy mixed with pure spiritual power, faintly taking the shape of a blurred golden dagger that struck the incoming black iron cone.

A metallic clang rang out—the blurred dagger shattered and vanished, but it deflected the black iron cone several inches, grazing past the side of his skull.

This was the perfected Black Tiger Malevolent Body's Qi Condensation into a Blade!

But back when he was in Foundation Establishment, his spiritual power wasn't pure enough to infuse it, making the technique too weak to ever use in actual combat.

Yet this single breath, infused with malevolent energy, had drained another drop of liquid spiritual power from his dantian.

But the power of this breath-formed dagger was clearly equal to that of an ordinary entry-grade artifact.

At the same moment, his fingers twitched on the flying dagger, and the black blade vanished from his hand.

"Puff."

A massive blood hole, as wide as a forearm, suddenly appeared on the giant rat's neck; only then did the black flying dagger reappear a few feet behind its neck.

The giant rat let out a shrill screech, violently shaking its head and spewing forth a thick, gray-white beam of light.

"Boom!"

The massive beam veered off into the dense forest, carving a deep trench through countless trees.

Above Wang Yu's head, the air rippled, and rings of black mist spontaneously swelled outward, halting the descending emerald-green silk net mid-air, preventing it from lowering even an inch.

Wang Yu clearly saw the face of the short figure—a man no taller than four chi, clad in a long green robe with an oversized head.

Seeing both his attack and the rat's simultaneously blocked, his expression shifted slightly; he rapidly chanted a few incantations, and before him, flickering flames rolled into seven or eight emerald-green, eerie flames that trembled slightly before surging toward Wang Yu's face.

At the same time, Wang Yu felt a cold wind behind him—the black iron cone spun and shot toward the back of his skull like a speeding arrow, making his eyes flicker slightly.

For almost simultaneously, a black flying dagger from the opposite side silently pierced toward the green-robed dwarf's occiput, causing his face to harden in shock.

"Despicable!"

"Cunning!"

Both the green-robed dwarf and Wang Yu silently cursed inwardly.

A flash of red light.

The three floating artillery platforms circling Wang Yu each shimmered with a red aura, instantly merging into three layers of light screens that shielded him completely.

The green-robed dwarf flicked a hand seal; thick green mist surged from his body, forming a giant green hand that shot forward like lightning to snatch the black flying dagger, gripping it tightly in his five fingers.

On the other side, "Boom!"

The green flame clusters struck the red light screen and clung to it like leeches, igniting into rolling green flames.

Wang Yu felt his spiritual power gushing uncontrollably into the red screen; his face paled, and he urgently pressed his five fingers against the screen.

Another drop of liquid spiritual power within him transformed into surging energy and poured into the screen.

This green flame was extremely venomous—it seemed capable of directly igniting spiritual power.

"Clang!"

The black spike also struck the rear screen; twenty-three crimson inscription shadows flashed briefly before spinning wildly like a drill.

"Ssshh!" The first layer of the screen shattered instantly; the second layer cracked with dense fissures, on the verge of collapse.

The green-robed dwarf let out another piercing whistle.

The giant rat's light beam vanished; it whipped its head, and its neck suddenly elongated grotesquely, as if bones had dissolved.

Amid a thick stench of decay, a monstrous jaw lined with fangs descended like a dark cloud over Wang Yu's head, ignoring the emerald-green silk net and the swirling black mist from the Iron Cloud Brick, and snapped down.

It resembled two massive iron gates closing in from both sides, about to crush him between them.

The green-robed dwarf sneered, clearly believing his opponent was already dead.

At this critical moment, Wang Yu spat out a single word: "Explode!" The last remaining layer of red light around his body instantly ruptured, sending rolling flames blasting outward in all directions.

The black spike, the green flames, and the monstrous jaw all momentarily froze under the furious blast.

In that brief respite, Wang Yu's feet spun with faint blue-and-red firewheel shadows, emitting a piercing shriek as his body blurred and vanished.

The next instant, mere inches behind the giant rat, a swirl of blue-and-red light revealed Wang Yu's form materializing there.

He exhaled gently; his body surged upward in size, and golden mist streamed from his skin, rapidly coiling around both arms, faintly forming the illusion of two exquisite armored bracers.

One hand silently pressed against the giant rat's back; his arm thickened suddenly, and all five fingers clenched with full force.

The giant rat sensed something amiss—it growled low, and "Ssshh!" black mist erupted over its body; every coarse hair stood rigid, as if covered in thick needles, and its body twisted violently, both front limbs sweeping backward like spinning wheels.

But it was too late.

"Boom!"

A massive golden palm shadow coalesced tightly against the rat's back, flashed once, ignored the black mist and erect hairs, and struck the beast solidly.

The giant rat shrieked, its massive body launching skyward like a ball, a clear giant palm imprint visible on its back.

Wang Yu's feet spun again with blue-and-red lightwheel shadows, and his form vanished with another piercing shriek.

"Puff."

Above the giant rat, blue-and-red light swirled—Wang Yu reappeared overhead, flipped backward in a somersault, legs up and head down, and with a flick of his arm, another massive golden palm imprint shot downward like lightning.

"Boom!"

The giant corpse-rat, due to its undead nature, reacted far slower than a normal beast—too late to dodge—it was struck again, this time squarely on the skull.

"Whoosh!"

The rat's massive body plummeted downward like a cannonball, crashing heavily into the dense forest below with a muffled thud.

The rat lay in a massive crater, dust and debris swirling around it, trees toppled in all directions.

The giant rat let out a furious roar, rolled to its feet, glared up at Wang Yu in the sky, opened its mouth again, and white light flickered between its fangs—ready to unleash that terrifying gray-white beam once more.

But at that moment, Wang Yu in the sky unhesitatingly formed a hand seal.

"Whoosh!"

Three faint blue banners appeared around the crater below, swaying in the wind; instantly, thick white mist surged forth, engulfing the entire forest below.

From within the mist came booming crashes and the giant rat's roaring howls.

Though a mere beginner-level barrier could hardly contain a second-rank corpse-creature, this rat clearly had no intelligence—temporarily delaying it for a moment or two was still feasible.

All of this unfolded like lightning, happening within mere breaths.

On the other side, the green-robed dwarf finally reacted, furious—he flung his sleeve, and clusters of emerald-green flames rapidly coalesced before him; he pointed a finger at the black iron cone.

A piercing whistle.

The black iron cone shot forward as a streak of dark light, straight toward Wang Yu.