"What?"
The eight Ji Wuming had just disappeared, and one figure seemed to have his head severed before he could even make a move. Everyone looked utterly shocked.
The corpse and head fell from the sky, and under the spatial distortion, Dongming Yu's petite and delicate figure slowly emerged.
The Ji Wuming who was slain by Dongming Jade had his body harden rapidly, like a corpse, completely lifeless.
"The Eight-Life Soul Extension Technique is the most useless assassination technique. If you're not strong enough, even if you have ten thousand lives, what does it matter?
Wasting so much energy on avatars just to save their lives has already led to the path of slaughter. Without harming the enemy, seeking self-preservation first will ultimately prevent him from achieving the Great Dao. The dagger in Dongming Yu's hand was like water, rippling and shimmering, its sharpness hidden within, yet it brought endless fear, as if it could slit someone's throat at any moment.
Ji Wuming had just summoned his clone when Dongming Yu took down one, shocking everyone.
"Buzz...
Suddenly, figures appeared. Seven Ji Wuming attacked Dongmingyu simultaneously from seven directions. The seven men went in different directions, with different angles. The seven attacked simultaneously, resembling a formation. No matter how Dongmingyu tried to resist, one would inevitably strike him—a strike without remedy.
But what shocked everyone was that Ji Wuming's seven figures simultaneously passed by Dongmingyu. Dongmingyu's body dissipated like water, and what he attacked was actually a phantom.
"Oh no,"
Ji Wuming's face changed dramatically.
"Pfft"
At that moment, a dagger silently appeared, severing Ji Wuming's neck, and another clone was killed.
"Your foolishness is shocking. I've already mentioned the Eight-Life Soul Renewal Technique, which proves I understand it.
The Eight Lives correspond to the Eight Gates: Rest, Life, Injury, Block, Scenery, Death, Start, Open. I immediately killed your Life Gate's clone, and from then on, your vitality is limitless, and you have no chance again.
And you were so foolish as to abandon the Eight-Life Soul Renewal Technique and switch to the Seven-Star God-Slaying Technique, which ended up being completely awkward.
What self-created Eight Gates Slaughter Technique? It's just adding some flashy elements to the Eight Lives Soul Extension Technique, and it's considered self-creation?
You and your master are just like you—a bunch of fools who think they're clever and put the cart before the horse, ultimately becoming a fool who admires themselves alone. Dong Mingyu snorted coldly, his figure flickered, and the figure vanished in an instant.
"Die!"
Ji Wuming roared in fury. The remaining six figures suddenly merged into one, their daggers stabbing fiercely into the void.
With a thunderous explosion, Dongming Yu's figure appeared. Two daggers collided, sending ripples filled with cold energy spreading out. As the ripples radiated out and were covered by the invisible ripples, everyone felt intense soul pain. The cold killing intent seemed to tear their souls away from their bodies.
"Rumble rumble... A
strange phenomenon rose behind Ji Wuming. Amidst endless milky white mist swirling, a pair of gigantic hands appeared, with runes of time and space flowing on them, carrying supreme divine power.
"You have to lose two clones before you can truly unleash your full power. These two clones probably won't be restored in at least three or five years."
But it didn't matter. You're about to die anyway, so you don't need to think so far ahead. Dongming
Yu's delicate cheeks were filled with endless coldness. At this moment, she was like a grim reaper harvesting lives, devoid of any emotion.
"Nonsense! I have countless trump cards up my sleeve, enough to kill you, you little bitch." Ji Wuming roared in anger, his face twisted and filled with rage.
It should be known that his avatar was cultivated with endless effort. Although he was killed by Dongming Yu and reclaimed the essence blood and soul from his avatar,
But to cultivate a new avatar, as Dongming Yu said, it takes three to five years to do so.
"Boom!"
As Ji Wuming roared, divine radiance swirled in the phenomenon behind him. His giant hands quickly formed a hand seal, and vast power surged from his dagger like a meteor exploding. Dongming Jade was instantly blasted away.
"Go to hell!"
Ji Wuming had long lost his usual wisdom and composure. He stepped into the void, and with every step, his body flickered in midair, like light refracted in the void.
"Buzz!"
Ji Wuming appeared behind Dongming Yu like a ghost, stabbing down at her back with unmatched speed, landing a blow on Dongming Yu.
"Pfft!"
Blood splattered, but shockingly, the blood was not from Dongming Jade, but from Ji Wuming.
The Dongming Jade Ji Wuming struck was still an illusion; the real Dongming Jade appeared behind Ji Wuming like a ghost, the dagger slicing across his shoulder, leaving a deep gash.
Dongming Yu's expression was cold and indifferent. After the strike, the dagger made a beautiful reversal in his jade hand, shifting from a backhand to a forehand, like a flash of lightning aimed at Ji Wuming's neck.
Ji Wuming had been furious, but Dongming Yu's dagger was like cold water poured over his head, instantly snapping him back to his senses.
He stabbed Dongmingyu's afterimage, immediately sensing danger, and dodged quickly, avoiding the vital spot on the back of his neck. Only then did Dongmingyu's dagger slash his shoulder.
Dongming Yu's moves were incredibly fast, smooth and fluid, giving him no chance to catch his breath. With such rapid changes, even his spatial and temporal powers couldn't keep up.
"Pfft!"
Dongming Jade's dagger slashed Ji Wuming's neck a second time. Blood splattered as Ji Wuming rapidly retreated. This dagger also didn't cut solidly, only slashing a single wound, which was not fatal.
But their swift and swift moves left countless strong warriors in awe. Every move was risky and fast. In such a rapid close-quarters fight, even the slightest delay in reaction would have been fatal.
Whether it was those supreme prodigies or the older generation of city lord-level experts, no one had ever witnessed a duel between assassins. The battle between Dongming Yu and Ji Wuming was the pinnacle of the elite among assassins—their speed, their moves, and their agility were simply terrifying.
"Hehehe... Ji
Wuming laughed, all the anger and fear on his face vanished, as if nothing had happened. He touched the blood on his neck, looked at the petite beautiful girl opposite him, and said self-mockingly:
"There really is always someone better than you, and there's always someone better than you." Thank you for teaching me a lesson today.
Master is right. My biggest flaw is that on the road of growth, I have no real rival, which makes me too arrogant.
I need a real whetstone to sharpen my edges and my restlessness, so I can truly step onto that step.
Now my whetstone has finally appeared. If I kill you, I will no longer be the Ji Wuming I once was. Ji
Wuming, having been injured repeatedly, had been furious, but now he instantly calmed down, shocking countless peopleEven the old monsters who have lived for endless ages admit they can't achieve Ji Wuming's form, able to control their anger and fear at will. This person is truly terrifying.
"You're wrong. I'm not your whetstone, and you're not my whetstone. You're just my prey—or rather, your head is my challenge to your master." Dongming Yu said calmly.
"Oh?" Is that so? That might disappoint you. "
Rumble rumble ..."
As he spoke, the two hands within the vision behind Ji Wuming formed a series of hand seals, suddenly opening wide, revealing a portal between the massive hands.
As soon as the portal opened, endless power of faith surged forth, and a powerful force of faith appeared, causing the entire world to tremble violently.