PFC Chapter 171 You are injured
Chapter 171 You are injured
Deep within the vortex, a mysterious force draws Zhuang Yu and Wang Yao together.
This force, gentle yet domineering, carried them swiftly through the air, as if to take them to another world.
The surrounding scenery changed rapidly, and the colorful lights intertwined to create a mesmerizing scene that was dazzling and mesmerizing.
"Young Master, where is this?" Wang Yao gripped Zhuang Yu's hand tightly, feeling the strange power within her, her heart filled with both curiosity and unease.
Zhuang Yu frowned slightly. He was also unsure of the source of this power, but he vaguely sensed that it was related to the mysterious space within his body.
As the light faded, the scene before us gradually became clearer.
However, what appeared before them was not the fairyland they had imagined, but a sea of lava and fire!
The air was thick with the pungent smell of sulfur, and waves of scorching heat rushed towards them, as if to engulf them instantly.
Just then, a huge figure slowly rose from the lava; it was the Flame Demon that Zhuang Yu had previously repelled!
"Human, how dare you trespass into my territory again!" The Flame Demon's eyes, burning with raging flames, were fixed on Zhuang Yu, and his voice echoed through the valley like muffled thunder.
Its massive body radiated intense heat, distorting the surrounding air and creating a powerful sense of oppression.
Wang Yao turned pale with fright and hid tightly behind Zhuang Yu.
Zhuang Yu remained calm, his gaze fixed intently on the Flame Demon.
He did not launch an attack immediately, but stood there quietly, seemingly waiting for the Flame Demon to make the first move.
This enraged the Flame Demon. It roared and its enormous fist, crackling with scorching flames, hurtled towards Zhuang Yu like a meteorite.
The surrounding rocks were shaken and rolled down by its powerful blow, and lava flew everywhere, as if it were the end of the world.
"Hmph, overestimating yourself." Zhuang Yu sneered as he slowly raised his right hand...
Zhuang Yu remained calm and took out a magical artifact from his mysterious space that was specifically designed to counter the Flame Demon.
This is an ice crystal spear made of special materials, surrounded by a chilling aura, as if it instantly lowers the surrounding temperature to freezing point.
As soon as the magic weapon was unleashed, the power of the Flame Demon seemed to be weakened considerably. Its originally scorching aura instantly diminished, and the surrounding lava also seemed to become much calmer.
Zhuang Yu's every strike was precise and powerful. When the ice crystal spear pierced the Flame Demon's skin, it made a "hissing" sound, and the icy aura spread rapidly, causing the Flame Demon to roar in pain.
A thin layer of frost gradually formed on the Balrog's skin, each flake like a sharp blade piercing its very marrow, causing it unbearable pain.
"You wretched human, how dare you use such a magical weapon against me!" The Flame Demon roared, its massive body trembling violently, and scorching flames shot out from its limbs, as if it wanted to turn the entire world to ashes.
The flames were extremely hot, instantly burning the surrounding trees to ashes, and filling the air with the smell of burning.
Zhuang Yu dodged with agility, his movements like a ghost. Every time the flames were about to touch him, he would skillfully dodge them.
However, the Balrog did not stop its attack; it spewed out streams of flame, each strike carrying destructive power.
Zhuang Yu unleashed his newly learned technique, a unique skill that combined ice and fire. The ice crystal spear in his hand collided with the flames of the Flame Demon, igniting a dazzling light.
It radiated light, as dazzling as stars, and each collision produced a deafening sound, as if the heavens and earth trembled.
Wang Yao clenched her hands nervously, her eyes filled with worry.
Zhuang Yu's every move was full of confidence and decisiveness, and his offensive became increasingly fierce.
Just as the Flame Demon was about to launch its final attack, Zhuang Yu suddenly leaped up, his ice crystal spear transforming into a streak of cold light, piercing straight into the Flame Demon's heart.
The Fiery Demon's eyes widened suddenly, and it let out a desperate roar, but it was unable to stop this fatal blow.
"Today I'll show you what true strength is!" Zhuang Yu's voice echoed through the valley. The moment the ice crystal spear pierced the Flame Demon, the Flame Demon's body was instantly frozen, then turned to ashes and disappeared into the air.
However, at the very moment the battle ended, Zhuang Yu felt a scorching current brush past his shoulder, and a patch of his clothes was burned, revealing a shallow burn.
He frowned slightly, his gaze fixed solemnly on the empty space reduced to ashes, a sense of unease creeping into his heart.
"Young Master, are you alright?" Wang Yao asked with concern, her voice tinged with worry.
"It's nothing, I was just grazed by the aftershocks of the Flame Demon." Zhuang Yu replied calmly. The Flame Demon's flames clung to Zhuang Yu like maggots, relentlessly pursuing him.
The scorching heat licked at the hem of his clothes, and the smell of burning filled his nostrils.
He could clearly feel the stinging pain of the flames burning his skin; it was a pain that felt like it was melting his flesh and blood.
He endured the pain, but his steps did not slow down at all. He could feel the cracks in the ground beneath his feet, a sign that it had been baked to the extreme by the high temperature.
Everything around him became distorted, and the heat wave, carrying the smell of sulfur, seemed to be about to devour him.
"Young Master! You're injured!" Wang Yao's exclamation pierced through the heat waves and reached Zhuang Yu's ears.
Her voice, filled with deep worry, was like a sharp sword, piercing through Zhuang Yu's anxiety. A warm current flowed into his body, dispelling some of the heat.
He looked back, and Wang Yao's anxious eyes, like starlight flickering in a raging fire, gave him boundless strength.
He cannot fall; he must protect her and end this battle as soon as possible.
Zhuang Yu took a deep breath, and a strong fighting spirit surged from the bottom of his heart.
He gripped the ice crystal spear tightly once more. The icy touch brought him a sense of coolness, but it also strengthened his resolve.
He had to act quickly and decisively, so that Wang Yao wouldn't have to worry about him anymore.
He could clearly feel the spiritual energy within his body surging like a rushing river, and he wanted to unleash this power completely.
He held his breath, determined to unleash the full power of the ice crystal spear, giving the Flame Demon no chance to catch its breath.
The scorching flames seemed to be right in front of him, and he could feel the suffocating burning sensation.
He could no longer hold back; he had to use all his strength to completely defeat the Flame Demon.
Zhuang Yu locked his gaze on the Flame Demon once more. He lightly tapped his toes, and his figure shot towards the Flame Demon like an arrow released from a bow. His speed was so fast that only a blur remained.
Zhuang Yu poured all his spiritual power into the ice crystal spear, which emitted a buzzing sound, and the tip of the spear shone with a cold light, as if it wanted to freeze the sea of fire.
His eyes were bloodshot, veins bulged on his forehead, and he looked like a taut bowstring, ready to be released.
The next moment, he transformed into a streak of light and rushed straight towards the Flame Demon.
It moved so fast that it was almost impossible for the naked eye to see, leaving only a white trail, like a shooting star streaking across the night sky.
Before the Flame Demon could recover from the previous attack, it felt a deadly chill creeping over it.
It stared wide-eyed in terror, trying to dodge, but found its body as if imprisoned, unable to move.
They could only watch helplessly as the cold light drew ever closer and closer...
"boom!"
With a loud bang, the ice crystal spear pierced the fire demon's chest.
The immense impact sent the Balrog's massive body flying, crashing heavily to the ground and creating a huge crater.
The Balrog let out a mournful roar, its voice filled with resentment and despair.
It struggled to get up, only to find that its body had lost all feeling, and the strength within it was rapidly draining away like a burst dam.
The chilling aura emanating from the ice crystal spear spread rapidly, freezing the fire demon's wounds and preventing its regeneration.
The cold air invaded its body, damaging its meridians and internal organs, causing it to experience excruciating pain.
It writhed in agony, letting out low growls, but was powerless to resist any longer.
Zhuang Yu landed slowly, looking at the dying Flame Demon. He slowly raised the ice crystal spear in his hand, preparing to deliver the final blow to the Flame Demon.
“It’s over,” he said coldly, his voice devoid of any emotion.
Just then, a commotion broke the tranquility of the sea of fire.
"Look! It's the Balrog! It looks like it's been defeated!"
"Who is it? How could they possibly defeat the Flame Demon?"
"Let's go check it out!"
A group of rogue cultivators came rushing from afar, their faces filled with excitement and curiosity, eager to see who possessed such power to defeat the fearsome Flame Demon.
The leader was a burly man with a full beard; he was none other than Hong Qi.
He looked at the Flame Demon lying on the ground.
"Kid, you're lucky to have defeated the Flame Demon. However, the Flame Demon's inner core and treasures are ours!" Hong Qi said with a loud laugh, his tone full of domineering and threatening.
The surrounding rogue cultivators also swarmed around, staring intently at Zhuang Yu.
Zhuang Yu looked at Hong Qi and the others, his eyes gradually turning cold...