Eternal Life: I Can Control My Essence Qi-Chapter 220 - 176: The Victor

After dozens of breaths of fierce battle:

Zhang Yao's whole body was covered in dim golden light, his face visibly aged, with sunken eyes, shriveled and cracked skin, and hair entirely white.

Repeatedly recovering from injuries, under the severe depletion of Essence Qi, his body showed a dramatic deficit, appearing as if his life force was nearly exhausted.

"You're finished!"

Yu Wen Tai laughed aloud, his attacks growing increasingly fierce, ready to kill the opponent in front of him in one go.

But Zhang Yao remained silent, enduring Yu Wen Tai's terrible attacks that were as relentless as tidal waves. The Five-Colored Glaze Armor was tattered, and wounds multiplied all over his body, recovery gradually becoming impossible, looking extraordinarily pathetic.

Since the start of the battle, he was like a punching bag, beaten back and forth by Yu Wen Tai, several times barely escaping death.

"Boom!"

In their clash, they shattered a small hill, causing countless giant rocks to collapse, creating a trench in the earth like a channel.

In just a moment of fighting, they left indelible marks on the battlefield deep in Panlong Ridge, the violent Gangfeng Qi Wave destroying dozens of miles of ancient forests, frightening countless beasts to flee and birds to soar.

"Die!"

Yu Wen Tai roared, delivering another earth-shattering punch, his body blazing with golden flames, resembling an ancient deity wielding a giant hammer.

He had already judged that his opponent had burned too much life force, his body must be weakened to the extreme, it was the perfect opportunity to strike while he's down!

However, something unexpected happened:

"Bang!"

The terrifying punch, seemingly like the heavens collapsing, was firmly blocked.

Zhang Yao's hand stopped the blow steadily, slowly raised his head, expressionless, voice hoarse:

"It's my turn!"

"What?!"

Yu Wen Tai was shocked, immediately sensing something wrong, instinctively trying to retreat.

But how could Zhang Yao give him that chance?

"Snap!" "Snap!"

Zhang Yao's hands clasped back, his knuckle joints turned white, like iron clamps tightly grabbing Yu Wen Tai's wrists.

Yu Wen Tai struggled hard, golden flames blazed fiercely on his body, yet he couldn't break free, and his expression finally changed.

"Impossible..."

The opponent was already at the end of the road, with barely any life force left, how could his power surge so much?

"No, something's wrong!!"

Yu Wen Tai suddenly realized, finally discerning the anomaly on his body, his heart trembled:

"It wasn't that he got stronger, but I got weaker..."

"When exactly did I fall for it?"

What kind of Mysterious Daoist Technique could it be, that even he didn't notice any signs?!

"You lost."

Zhang Yao straightened his spine bit by bit, flames seemed to burn in the sunken eyes, his tone extremely cold:

"And you're about to die."

Before this battle began he knew that under normal fighting conditions, he was almost certainly not Yu Wen Tai's opponent.

His only chance of victory was the irrational Unity and Destiny Curse!

Earlier, he risked his life to unleash the Desolate Soul-shaking Divine Light on Yu Wen Tai's Divine Soul, just to confirm his true Realm, to check if his Divine Soul bore the 'Array of Ten Thousand Souls' Thoughts'.

After confirming this, he didn't turn immediately to escape; instead, he provoked with words, engaged in close combat voluntarily, and burned life force to force Yu Wen Tai into hand-to-hand combat.

The fierce fights seemed to show him passively getting beaten and barely holding on, but actually, each collision, each body contact, Unity and Destiny Curse and Blood Decay Skill constantly penetrated into Yu Wen Tai's body.

The perfect cooperation between the two Daoist Techniques tacitly eliminated Primordial Energy, undetectable, and directly targeted the life force, indefensible.

All this preparation and restraint finally caused a qualitative change.

At this moment:

Yu Wen Tai's body underwent a subtle blood and flesh mutation reaching its critical point, his already minimal life force was on the verge of exhaustion, truly close to death, at the crossroads of the end.

Primordial Energy is the fundamental root of human existence; how can one live if it is depleted?

"You..."

Yu Wen Tai's pupils shrank, and a thick shadow covered his mind, realizing that the opponent's words were true—he was about to die.

The reversal of the situation was just in a moment, Yu Wen Tai, who was just dominating, turning with a sweeping invincibility, now was facing death and soul destruction, about to descend into eternal darkness.

Perhaps in the next moment, perhaps in the next breath, he would die from exhausting his life force, unable to change this outcome.

"How could it be..."

Yu Wen Tai's eyes displayed an extreme complexity, showing frustration, indignation, and unwillingness intermittently, finally transforming into unprecedented firmness.

"Snap!" "Snap!"

He twisted his wrists, also tightly clasping Zhang Yao's right and left forearms, forming a pincered stance, neither able to move.

"I am not the winner, nor will you be."

Yu Wen Tai spoke with a hoarse voice, a thread of intangible airflow shimmering with illusion rose in his eyes.

"Not good! Soul Thought Aura!"

Zhang Yao instantly recognized Soul Thought Aura, his heart startled, instinctively wanting to withdraw.

Anyway, Yu Wen Tai's life force is exhausted; he is destined to die, even if he uses Third grade Secret Treasure he cannot change this outcome; at worst, this body is buried along, revived again utilizing the Earth Soul Crystal.

But Soul Thought Aura can pollute consciousness; Yu Wen Tai also has methods in this regard, and the fate of Du Bu Daoist is a precedent; he dare not gamble on this result.

"Too late!"

Yu Wen Tai's grin revealed a trace of ferocity, exhausting the last bit of strength in his body, holding tightly onto Zhang Yao's forearm.