The Quest for Immortality-Chapter 1061: Counter-Kill (3)

This man knows a lot…

Who exactly is he?

That he could deduce some causal connections in my movement technique and the Formation from just a few exchanges…

This trafficker cannot be left alive!

And the black-clad leader, likewise, could not let Mo Hua live.

He had been seen by Mo Hua.

Moreover, Mo Hua’s movement technique and the Formation indicated a significant origin and deep causality.

He must be killed early, then ask Mr. Tu to cover the causality to prevent future troubles.

At the same time, he felt a sharp pain on his forehead.

It was the Divine Lord’s eye, urging him.

Urging him to quickly kill this youngster.

Within this urging was even a hint of… fear.

It seemed as if the Divine Eye, through the youngster’s Formation, sensed something indescribable.

"Kill!”

The black-clad leader’s gaze darkened, his Sword Moves became swifter, his Demonic Qi fiercer, forcing Mo Hua to exert his full effort, utilizing the Water Passing Step to manage.

Under such pressing conditions, Mo Hua had no chance to set up a Formation.

Similarly, should Mo Hua be careless, even for a moment, a strike from Sword Qi or corrosion by Demonic Qi could instantly be fatal.

The black-clad leader’s attacks grew increasingly urgent.

Though Mo Hua could still dodge relying on his movement technique, it was evidently becoming more difficult.

Just then, the sinister eye on the forehead of the black-clad leader suddenly flared brightly, emitting a crimson glow that enveloped Mo Hua.

Although Mo Hua’s Divine Sense was unaffected by the sinister eye, the sudden engulfment in the scarlet light inevitably caused a moment of hesitation, and his movements slowed slightly.

This slight delay was seized by the black-clad leader.

With a slash of his sword, the Demonic Qi transformed into a rainbow, shooting straight for Mo Hua.

Mo Hua gritted his teeth, pushed his Divine Sense to its limits, and produced a faint afterimage atop his Water Passing Step, speeding up his movements just enough to narrowly dodge the attack of Demonic Qi.

Yet, he lost his balance, stumbled, and with a cry, fell to the ground.

The black-clad leader sneered and slashed another sword down.

This sword, fueled by a massive amount of Demonic Qi, was intended to kill Mo Hua in a single strike, aiming for a permanent solution.

To prevent any Spiritual Artifacts on Mo Hua from protecting him if the sword didn’t kill him outright, needing an additional stroke,

Thus, he charged up this strike a bit longer.

Just as he powered up a little longer, when he brought the sword down, the black-clad leader’s pupils suddenly contracted.

He realized Mo Hua was gone!

In the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a faint blue shimmer moving behind him.

Behind him, a gathering of flaming aura was solidifying.

The black-clad leader’s heart trembled.

He inexplicably thought of what Mo Hua had said earlier:

"Now let me show you how powerful my Fire Technique is

Meteor Fire Forbidden Art?

Could it really be… that Meteor Fire Skill?

Damn…

The black-clad leader, feeling like facing a formidable enemy, terrifiedly concentrated his Demonic Qi into armor around his body. As he quickly turned his head, he saw a Fireball Technique blast onto his face.

This Fireball Technique was just an ordinary Fireball.

It wasn’t very powerful, it didn’t even break his Demonic Qi.

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It was more like a kind of…

Humiliation.

The leader in black fell silent for a moment, his expression turning utterly ferocious.

"You little beast!”

"Are you fucking playing with me?!”

Even on the brink of death, he still didn’t know better and mocked him over and over!

The leader in black’s eyes were about to split, and Demonic Qi surged like a tide.

He crazily brandished his long sword, recklessly slashing towards Mo Hua.

In the valley, Sword Qi and Demonic Qi intertwined and surged.

Sword Qi carved out streaks, and Demonic Qi corroded patches of vegetation.

Mo Hua’s figure became even more ragged.

But despite this, he found time to throw one or two fireballs at the face of the leader in black.

The damage was minimal, but the insult was profound.

The murderous intent of the leader in black grew heavier, his sword moves became more ferocious, and as he slashed, he spat out words filled with hatred, taunting coldly,

"Where’s your Meteor Fire Forbidden Art?”

"This is it?”

"Just these few fireballs?”

"Isn’t your Formation supposed to be powerful? Use it again!”

"You little beast, let me see the power of your flame spells!”

…

It was unknown how long he had hurled insults when the Divine Sense of the leader in black became tired and somewhat dazed. When he refocused,

Mo Hua used this gap, his figure flashed, as he swiftly disappeared like water light rapidly passing, vanishing from in front of the leader in black.

At the same time, the leader in black sensed Mo Hua’s presence behind him, along with that faint flame presence.

It was a familiar sensation…

But this time, the leader in black just sneered with disdain.

He didn’t dodge.

He did not use Demonic Qi to form armor.

Nor did he use any other defensive measures.

Instead, he swung his sword backhand, condensing Demonic Qi, intending to face the fireball technique head-on and cut Mo Hua down.

But halfway through the swing, the leader in black suddenly shuddered, feeling a chill all over.

He sensed that the aura behind him was not right.

It was not a single fireball, but two fireballs condensing at once.

After the condensing of the fireballs, in an instant, a powerful Divine Sense oppression came, followed by a tearing howl.

It seemed something had collapsed and merged.

Following was an incredibly condensed, intensely hot wave of spiritual energy compressed to the point of inducing fear…

A clear yet chilling voice sounded in his ear:

"Let me show you now, my flame spells

The leader in black’s pupils trembled.

"What is this?!”

In a critical moment, he tried to turn around and activate his Demonic Qi to protect himself, but it was too late.

Behind the leader in black, Mo Hua rubbed his two little hands together.

A small, purple “meteorite” formed containing powerful spiritual energy.

Then he swiftly pressed this “meteorite” against the back of the leader in black.

The immense spiritual energy was released in an instant.

Spiritual power distorted, and rampant flames ravaged.

The leader in black felt as if his chest had been stuffed with nearly a hundred Explosive Fire Runes exploding simultaneously, the terrifying flames annihilating his flesh, Spiritual Power, and Demonic Qi all at once.

Then a blinding fire burst through his chest.

The expression of the leader in black was one of disbelief.

"How could it really be… a Forbidden Art?”

He looked down at the large hole burnt and erased through his chest, his pupils lingering in shock, then gradually losing focus.

His body also slowly knelt to the ground, lifeless.