Chapter 348: The Scales of Victory Have Tipped

Watching Yu Die leap and fly over, even seeing Yu Die seriously injured, Hu Hui still remained completely alert, immediately dropping to all fours, shifting from a tiger‑headed humanoid form into a huge tiger, with clusters of vicious demonic qi swirling around him, and he likewise lunged at Yu Die.

「Clang! 」、「Clang! 」、「Clang! 」.

Hu Hui, like a tiger pouncing on prey, engaged in a life‑and‑death battle with the sword‑wielding Yu Die who had leapt forward; their claws and sword apparatus clashed, producing one after another the sound of metal weapons striking.

This time.

Unlike last time, Hu Hui was not being pressed and beaten by Yu Die; if you look closely, you can clearly see that Hu Hui held the advantage, while Yu Die was gradually forced into a disadvantage.

First, because Yu Die was seriously injured and could not even exert half of her ability; second, because this time Hu Hui fought with his true body against Yu Die, making every aspect incomparable to the puppet he used before.

「Boom! 」.

A heavy impact sound rang out as Hu Hui and Yu Die collided in midair, each unleashing their full power; the tremendous force of the collision ravaged Yu Die's interior, causing her to spit out a mouthful of blood and be flung backward.

「You're still too weak... 」.

Hu Hui let out a cold sneer, his face full of mockery.

However.

If you look closely, you can still see a hint of relief in the depths of his eyes.

Just now.

Controlling a tiger‑demon puppet, he fought Yu Die to the death; from the start he was being pressed and beaten by her, although that was only because it was merely his puppet, not his true body, so he could not fully exert his abilities.

Yet from the abilities Yu Die had just displayed, he clearly knew that her prowess made her the strongest Sword Cultivator he had ever seen, without equal.

This time.

Being able to gain the upper hand and even send Yu Die flying was still due to her having suffered two consecutive explosions, leaving her seriously injured and not yet recovered, unable to exert even half of her power.

However.

Before Hu Hui could finish speaking, they saw Yu Die, falling like a meteor, suddenly throw her long sword; the sword transformed into a dancing butterfly, and not only that sword but also the several other flying swords that had fallen nearby all turned into one after another gorgeous butterfly.

Hu Hui shuddered all over, as if stared down by some terrifying primeval beast, realizing the danger came from those flying swords transformed into butterflies.

He did not know what technique Yu Die was using, but without a doubt it was her trump card.

Hu Hui dared not hesitate; he trusted his instinct, and since his body was signaling endless danger, it meant those strange dancing butterflies were likely to cost him his life.

「Boom! 」.

Hu Hui fully circulated his demonic qi at maximum speed, forming a demonic‑qi barrier around him; worried the barrier might not withstand the butterflies' dance, he quickly reinforced it with a large amount of demonic qi.

「Bang! 」、「Bang! 」、「Bang! 」.

The next moment, a series of deafening explosions rang out as each dancing butterfly struck the demonic‑qi barrier; to his surprise, the seemingly harmless butterflies left one crack after another on the barrier, spreading like a spiderweb.

Seeing those few dancing butterflies about to destroy his barrier, Hu Hui again fully circulated his demonic qi, swiftly repairing the cracks.

「Bang! 」.

An earth‑shaking explosion sounded; even though Hu Hui fully repaired the barrier's cracks, under the assault of those dancing butterflies he could not stop the fissures from spreading like a spiderweb, linking together, and then shattering like a mirror.

Shattered into pieces. 「How could this be? 」.

Hu Hui's pupils contracted; this demonic‑qi barrier, formed by his full exertion of demonic qi, he believed had extraordinary defensive power.

Not even a full‑force strike from a Golden Core cultivator could destroy it, yet he never imagined that before these inconspicuous butterflies it would fail after just a few hits.

Although.

His own body made it clear to him that these dancing butterflies were not to be provoked, yet he never expected their attack power to be so terrifying; it is no wonder that their appearance gave him a sense of imminent death.

Hu Hui had no time to ponder what power these butterflies possessed; seeing them rush toward him, if he did not prepare, he feared he would meet his end in the Yellow Springs.

「No! 」、「Save me! 」、「Spare me! 」.

The next moment, thick black mist erupted from Hu Hui's whole body, coalescing into various human figures—all those who had died at his hands in life, transformed by him into feral ghosts.

Under Hu Hui's control, these feral ghosts bared their teeth and claws, lunging at each dancing butterfly.

However.

As soon as those feral ghosts approached the butterflies, they were instantly crushed to powder by the butterflies.

This novel you have reached.

「Boom! 」、「Boom! 」、「Boom! 」.

The remaining feral ghosts, not yet crushed to powder by those butterflies, self‑detonated under Hu Hui's control; although they still could not eliminate the butterflies, they at least slowed the butterflies' advance.

However.

Hu Hui never expected these feral ghosts to destroy those butterflies; his goal……

Taking advantage of the butterflies being held back by the feral ghosts, Hu Hui looked at the not‑far‑away, extremely weak Yu Die; a flash of ruthlessness crossed his tiger eyes, and he leapt straight at her.

Capture the bandit, capture the chief!

He did not know how to deal with those butterflies, but he believed that if he first settled Yu Die, the butterflies would be settled as well.

Moreover.

He might likewise find the method to cultivate this technique on Yu Die's corpse, making it one of his trump cards.

Afterward.

No need to pin all hopes on the puppet's self‑destruction!

「Die! 」.

Hu Hui let out a cold shout, lunged at Yu Die, looming above her, and with a full‑force strike aimed to tear her apart with his claws, he saw a pure surge of magical power emanate from her whole body.

In an instant.

Forming a pair of butterfly‑like wings that wrapped her.

「Boom! 」.

Hu Hui failed to shred her to pieces, but he still slapped her to the ground; glancing at the few butterflies swiftly approaching from behind, he looked at Yu Die lying on the ground, enveloped by a pair of broad butterfly wings, and sneered:

「I originally wanted you to taste a man's flavor, but now it seems unnecessary; I'll just send you to report to the Yama King! 」.

(End of chapter)