Divine & Bizarre: Increasing Points to Invincibility-Chapter 84 - 82: Upgrade [Skill]! This Sword Illuminates the Night as if it Were Day! (Seeking First Subscription)_3

Chapter 84: Chapter 82: Upgrade [Skill]! This Sword Illuminates the Night as if it Were Day! (Seeking First Subscription)_3

His skin was impervious to both water and fire.

And it was immune to blades and spears.

Ineffective!

Ineffective!

Ineffective!

All ineffective!

The Flame Giant Blade hacked down on Fan Wu’s head, but couldn’t even ignite a single hair of his; the blowing heat waves only managed to make Fan Wu’s hair flutter messily for a moment.

A Flame Halberd struck straight at Fan Wu’s waist, attempting to cleave him in two.

But still, it couldn’t break through his defense!

It could only leave a mark on his skin, so shallow it could barely be called a burn.

Swords, spears, clubs, and sticks, sharp or blunt, all thrown into the fray, were unable to harm Fan Wu in the slightest.

The ghostly flame belched from that mouth also enveloped Fan Wu within.

Enshrouding him in a sea of fire.

The frightful burst of fire from The Great Revered One’s brow hit Fan Wu directly in the chest!

The ground beneath Fan Wu’s feet cracked open inch by inch!

He withstood The Great Revered One’s furious assault and was forcibly pushed back several steps.

It looked as if he were at a disadvantage.

But if one looked closely, it would be astonishing to find not a single wound on his body.

Still those four words!

All ineffective!

"This this this..." Behind him, the Yin Envoy Huang San was utterly dumbfounded.

He could feel the terror of The Great Revered One’s tempestuous attacks; even just watching with his eyes... one could feel a tingling of the heart.

If he, this Yin Envoy, were to stand in the place where Fan Wu stood.

Huang San felt he might not last even two breaths time.

Before burning to ashes.

However.

That Taoist Priest...

He...

Was actually unharmed!

...

"How can he be unharmed!!" These words weren’t spoken by Huang San, but were uttered by The Great Revered One—his tone was thick with disbelief.

Fan Wu didn’t answer His question.

He had stopped his retreating momentum, bearing the stormlike assault, as he took one step after another forward.

With every step forward, he left a shallow pit beneath his feet.

Those pits added pressure on The Great Revered One!

He, The Great Revered One... was actually intimidated by a mere Taoist Priest?

The Great Revered One’s expression was ugly!

As if he had eaten dung!

"Distance."

"Enough."

"Time."

"Enough."

The ending time for the "Ghost-Killing Path" was only five seconds left, but these five seconds were enough for Fan Wu.

Wisps of white mist continuously wrapped around him, making his figure particularly twisted and illusory, and the malevolent phantom behind him grew even larger.

The terrify Evil Qi emanating from Fan Wu was nearly becoming tangible. The broken stones and rubble beneath his feet were trembling ever so slightly because of it.

His fearless gaze locked onto the eyes of The Great Revered One.

He could see the rage on the face of The Great Revered One.

One could also see the shock on the adversary’s face.

The Demon-slaying Sword in Fan Wu’s hand was violently trembling as if it, too, felt a sense of excitement!

A bright starlight suddenly shone on the blade, and in the blink of an eye, that dazzling speck of starlight became more and more abundant, with the sword’s body becoming increasingly bright.

At that moment, the Demon-slaying Sword burst forth with a blinding radiance.

On the blade itself, a terrifying power was being concentrated and accumulated.

That power, through the Demon-slaying Sword as a medium, spread to Fan Wu’s arm, body, soul, and consciousness.

After everything reached its zenith,

Fan Wu unleashed one sword strike!

Slashing down!

Whoosh——!!!!

The resplendent sword light seemed as if drawn from the vast starry skies above, its shine not at all dimmed by the flame conflagration that had erupted in the City God’s great prison before, but instead was even more intense!

In The Great Revered One’s vision, It only saw a streak of white light suddenly flare up, blinding It so that It could see nothing at all.

Soon after.

A sensation of both soul and body being crushed and torn apart instantly arrived, contorting The Great Revered One’s face more than at any other time!

The body of the Ghastly Flame Spirit that It had incarnated was actually beginning to disintegrate inch by inch!

Changing into wisps of ash!

This one sword,

made The Great Revered One experience what it means to suffer excruciating pain as if heart and lungs were being torn apart, although it was merely the body of the Ghastly Flame Spirit that was wounded... but eerily enough, the divinely descended It was also able to feel the pain endured by the Ghastly Flame Spirit!

It was that sword!

It had to be because of that sword!

That sword had always given It an ominous feeling, and a weapon that could make even The Great Revered One feel ominous must be an exceedingly terrifying weapon!

The Great Revered One’s divine consciousness instantly disconnected from the Ghastly Flame Spirit, and without The Great Revered One’s power to support it, the Ghastly Flame Spirit’s body disintegrated even faster.

And it let out continuous screams.

Such shrill wails...

Were unbearably harrowing.

Chilling to the listener!

Causing ghosts to tremble!

Bang!

The massive body of the Ghastly Flame Spirit collapsed thunderously, turning into wisps of ash and glimmers of light that slowly dissipated between heaven and earth. Its presence abruptly came to a stop at that moment, and its consciousness plunged into eternal oblivion.

[You have successfully slain "The Ghastly Flame Spirit born from the souls of hundreds wronged in a mountain fire (incarnated by The Great Revered One)"; congratulations, you’ve earned Free Attribute Points: 13.5!]

Behind Fan Wu, the tattoos on his skin faded away, and the vast shadowy figure of the Ghost-Killing Path also slowly disappeared.

He saw a kill notification.

"Whew—" Fan Wu exhaled slowly. Facing such a powerful Ghastly Flame Spirit, he hadn’t felt any so-called pressure, but instead only a sense of exhilaration.

Especially after that one sword strike, Fan Wu felt that all the power in his body had been released.

That exhilaration was not unlike a reward.

And even more refreshing than a reward!

Fan Wu looked straightforward.

The Ghastly Flame Spirit had completely vanished into thin air, and the roaring fire in the City God’s prison was now nothing more than a few small flames in some corners still persisting.

Fan Wu saw

that behind the spot where the Ghastly Flame Spirit had been, a narrow, exceedingly long fissure had appeared on the ground, spreading outwards for more than ten meters!

The cross-section of the fissure was as smooth as always, as if it had been carefully polished by a skilled craftsman.

That was the mark left behind by the astounding sword strike Fan Wu had just unleashed, its momentum remaining unabated!

There was still a heavy presence of Evil Qi lingering there.

Enough to make hundreds of ghosts retreat!!!

To repel a myriad of evils!!!

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