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Phantylia did not care that Jing Yuan's words carried barbs, cursing her with veiled insults.
"It's a pity she cannot come; she fundamentally dares not easily leave the Xuling Xianzhou."
"Your lives are already like candles in the wind; next, it is eternal farewell."
Phantylia's eyes suddenly widened, staring fixedly at everyone.
In an instant, a bizarre demonic chant abruptly pierced into everyone's minds.
The sound resembled sutra chanting in Sanskrit or a curse, bringing splitting headaches and a madness that nearly drove one insane.
At the same time, the ground once again bloomed full of purple-black Destruction Mystic Lotuses.
Different from before, imaginary energy ripples of unknown effect now spread outward indiscriminately in 360°, rapidly permeating the entire cavern heaven.
"Holy crap?!"
The bizarre chanting that suddenly blared through the headphones gave Ah Xian goosebumps all over her body.
Not just her—countless players inside and outside the entire stream felt the same.
[Qian Gui people going wild with joy! Dong ethnic grand song, absolutely the Dong grand song!]
[My soul nearly listened itself out of my body—so refreshing, cyber sutra chanting!]
[Addicted, truly addicted! It feels like a monstrosity is tempting me to fall and degenerate.]
The instant his body was touched by those ripples, Leon's gaze instantly became profoundly deep.
With a thought, something silently appeared amid the winds swirling and surging around him.
No one noticed that a strand of broken hair at Leon's temple rapidly fell out and turned to ash.
Affected by the demonic chant, Jing Yuan's figure first faltered, then he forcibly blocked the noise in his mind, controlling the Divine Lord to slash left and right at Phantylia.
The fierce momentum carried far exceeded any previous attack.
He temporarily had no spare energy to attend to the Nameless group.
Only by directly pinning Phantylia and bringing the greatest pressure to the opponent could he break this bizarre offensive.
The battle fell into a stalemate.
Thanks to the full opening of the Hunt Path, with the Divine Lord and Dan Heng's assistance, Jing Yuan could keep Phantylia too occupied to split her attention.
Yet all the injuries inflicted on Phantylia were repaired by the power continuously surging into her body from the Ambrosial Arbor.
Jing Yuan understood that Phantylia had acted in haste and had not fully mastered Abundance power; her physical body had flaws.
Thus, she had to rely on the most primitive connection method.
This was also why, no matter how she fought, Phantylia always remained in a fixed area.
But as long as the connected roots were not severed, Abundance power was inexhaustible.
Continuing to fight like this, they would sooner or later be worn down to death by Phantylia.
Jing Yuan's knuckles turned white; he knew full well that with Phantylia on high guard, ordinary means could hardly sever those Ambrosial Arbor roots.
Then, he could only take a risk!
As the ancients said, a proud soldier is bound to lose; to make Phantylia fall to Destruction, he must first make her arrogant, believing victory was in her grasp.
Dark fire ignited in Jing Yuan's eyes.
He borrowed the impact of the imaginary energy collision to flip midair, his cloak rustling chaotically in the air currents.
Spinning half a circle in the air, his gaze met Dan Heng's and Leon's.
In a flash of lightning, all three figures understood the silent language contained in each other's eyes.
Jing Yuan's eyes were extraordinarily sharp; he noticed something unusual about Leon's state.
His appearance seemed unchanged, yet his aura was weakening, likely due to massive consumption.
However, facing Phantylia, he could not afford to be distracted; Jing Yuan immediately returned his attention to the enemy.
"Phantylia, sometimes underestimating ants will result in being gnawed to pieces by them."
"Hmm hmm hmm… This little lady is so scared."
Phantylia laughed softly, but her expression showed no fluctuation, clearly not taking Jing Yuan's words to heart.
Her bizarre and inexplicable gaze instead shifted to the ground.
Discovering that the people below were in normal condition, still tirelessly clearing her mystic lotuses.
Even she could not help but be distracted for a moment—how had these people not had their life force drained?
Jing Yuan seized the fleeting opening; golden light burst from the array blade in the Divine Lord's hand, piercing straight through Phantylia's chest in one thrust.
Phantylia reacted extremely quickly, reaching out to grab the array blade, pulling it from her body and hurling it fiercely to the side.
"A Luofu wise general; your ability to seize openings in battle is not weak."
The attack broken, Jing Yuan adjusted his position accordingly, blade tip aimed at Phantylia, issuing a jeer.
"Phantylia, though you regard us as ants, to be able to go back and forth with ants like this, you are the first among the Lords of Extinction!"
[Hahaha, top-tier trash talk attack!]
[General Yuan activates skill: Taunt.]
[The wise general uses psychological trash talk—on point.]
[Psychological warfare is classic and never outdated anywhere.]
[Maybe Jing Yuan is preparing some tactic, deliberately taunting Phantylia to make her overheat?]
[Marking this, ready to come back and knife the prophet anytime.]
"Hmph, does the general mean he wants to meet the other lords again?"
Phantylia slammed her palm heavily onto the ground, her body shifting from purple-black to gold.
The face she rapidly lifted bore a killing intent named ice-cold.
"I fear… you will have no chance to meet them. Bloom!"
The number of lotuses present multiplied several times, with both Abundance and Destruction varieties appearing and blooming simultaneously.
Complementing each other, even more terrifying imaginary ripples spread out, assaulting everyone's defenses.
Yet what made Phantylia's expression darken was that it still had no effect.
Everyone remained lively and jumping; the expected withering and decay showed not the slightest sign.
That the Luofu general and the dragon descendant could resist in front of her was understandable.
But the rest?
What exactly was going on.
Could it be Jing Yuan's doing?
"Candle Dragon cycles, all calamities cannot escape."
A light shout interrupted Phantylia's thoughts.
Leon swung his arm, imprinting the hourglass-shaped seal in his hand into the earth, forming an even larger hourglass.
Sand grains flowed upward in reverse into it, and a massive barrier unfolded.
A five-clawed giant dragon tore through space, biting toward the hourglass; its enormous body coiled around the barrier, enveloping this battlefield within.
Space occasionally cracked open a seam, and the sand grains in the hourglass in the giant dragon's mouth began to flow backward.
Meeting those eyes emitting dense dragon majesty, a trace of doubt rose in Phantylia's heart.
A barrier…
That dragon condensed from the barrier was clearly not a living being, yet why did it give her a faint, almost illusory sense of threat?
Carefully tracing and analyzing the source, she found nothing—it was like an illusion.
From the player perspective, seeing Leon's cutscene animation, everyone widened their eyes just as they had when watching Dan Heng's field support.
The same technique, yet the camera angle differed from that time in Belobog.
And most importantly, Leon's clothing had changed, appearing full of immortal aura.
The high ponytail tied with half his hair had fallen loose over his shoulders, hanging down to his waist.
He wore a cyan jade feather-trimmed cross-collar robe, frost-colored wide sleeves, moon-white robe corners.
A plain cyan long silk belt tied around his waist seal fluttered lightly in the wind, paired with a few unknown decorations on his body, making the whole person appear ethereal and otherworldly.
The corners of his eyes carried three parts cold starlight, giving the sacred and noble feeling of a heavenly immortal descending to the mortal world.
Everyone knew—this was Leon's true five-star form.
Countless Leon solo-stans went completely insane.
[Mommy! I saw the exalted one!!]
"He's so immortal!"
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