Two Realms Shuttle Gate: Don't Call Me a Demon!-Chapter 257 - 172: The Tycoon’s Method of Combat (First Update)

Chapter 257: Chapter 172: The Tycoon’s Method of Combat (First Update)

The Vajra Bracelet shone brilliantly, emitting a terrifying suction force.

Several Mid-Grade Magical Artifacts were caught in its pull, uncontrollably flying towards the Vajra Bracelet like iron to a magnet.

Xiao Guanglian’s mount, the Spirit Feathered Phoenix, screeched and let out a hostile cry towards Ning Xinyue, its mouth and nose spewing violent black water, which Ning Xinyue narrowly avoided.

“Wind, Fire, Thunder!”

Xiao Guanglian rapidly formed spell gestures, and the Top Grade Magical Artifact, the Fire Tower, soared into the sky dome. Gale-force winds raged, accompanied by sweeping flames and roaring heavenly thunder.

In an instant, the area around Ning Xinyue became the eye of the storm, with wind feeding the flames, fire borrowing the wind’s force, and continuous lightning strikes, the terrifying onslaught seemingly set to shatter heaven and earth.

“Su Jie, come help me quickly.”

Ning Xinyue was desperate. She took out the Jade Heavenly Book, and as the tadpole-like characters on it shifted ceaselessly, they formed a faint layer of scripture light screen, protecting Ning Xinyue within it.

However, Xiao Guanglian’s Top Grade Magical Artifact, the Fire Tower was truly formidable; its terrifying assault forced Ning Xinyue to retreat repeatedly, and cracks began appearing on the light screen.

Su Jie patted the head of the Thousand-Handed Centipede and said, “Xiao Qian, take care of this woman.”

The Thousand-Handed Centipede slithered forward, rumbling towards Mo Shiyao with an aggressive charge.

As a Mid Grade Five Refinement poisonous insect, even in a one-on-one fight, its combat instinct kicked in and did not require Su Jie’s constant command.

“Darling, please turn around.”

Su Jie pointed his fingers like a sword, his gaze locked onto Xiao Guanglian.

Flight upon flight of Flying Swords, led by the White Bone Sky Slaying Sword, transformed into a dazzling sword river and appeared before Xiao Guanglian.

“Hah, mere Low Grade Flying Swords.”

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Disdain appeared on Xiao Guanglian’s face.

He pressed his left hand downward, and three Mid-grade Flying Swords moved to meet the sword river, clashing with Su Jie’s swords.

These Low Grade Flying Swords, even though enhanced by the Sword Nourishing Gourd, were still fundamentally inferior to the Mid-grade Flying Swords.

Only the White Bone Sky Slaying Sword, an exceptional Low Grade Magical Artifact, could contend with a Mid-grade Flying Sword. The other Low Grade Swords broke upon contact with the Mid-grade Swords as easily as tofu.

But the smug look on Xiao Guanglian’s face didn’t last more than a few seconds, as an overwhelming Human-faced Moth Cloud swept in.

Su Jie, too, waved the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, and terrifying Yin Souls surged forth, forming the Ten Thousand Yin Blood Nether Array. A mighty Blood River descended from the sky, as if the river was falling from the ninth heaven, a sight to shock the soul.

“Demon Cultivators are just that, employing nothing but underhanded tactics unfit for the public eye.”

Despite Xiao Guanglian’s reproach, his eyes were filled with extreme gravity as he maneuvered several Mid-grade Magical Artifacts to confront both the Insect Cloud and the Blood River.

Within the cloud, five to six Mid-grade Human-faced Moths and over a hundred Low-grade Human-faced Moths led the charge, backed by over three hundred thousand inferior Human-faced Moths, as they surged up en masse, clashing against each artifact.

There was a Five Elements Tripod that overturned, unleashing Five Elements Divine Light from within; gold, wood, water, fire, and earth transformed into a mixed elemental tornado, sweeping up Human-faced Moths and obliterating them on the spot.

Purple Jade Heavenly Mace fell with earth-shattering tremors, turning numerous Human-faced Moths into pulp.

The Star Wheel Plate presented zodiac patterns, with beams of Star Light falling from the sky dome as if connecting to distant constellations; amid the cascade of starlight, many Human-faced Moths evaporated into sparkling points of light disappearing into the void.

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Numerous Mid-grade Magical Artifacts launched their attacks, but the sheer number of Human-faced Moths made it impossible for these artifacts to deal with the terrifying swarm in a short time.

The Blood River swept in as well, engulfing several Mid-grade Magical Artifacts within its raging currents.

This river constructed of countless Yin Souls, not only tainted the Spiritual Radiance of these artifacts but also eroded the spiritual power Xiao Guanglian had attached to them.

The next moment, the vast Insect Cloud surged, enveloping Xiao Guanglian and forming a massive cocoon of insects around him, as each Human-faced Moth spat acid, continuously biting and gnawing at him.

As the grandson of the Sect Master of the Purple Mist Sect, Xiao Guanglian was naturally under heavy protection.

He wore a Top Grade Protection Vestment robe, and although the Insect Cloud could wear it down, it would take too much time.

However, while Xiao Guanglian was protected, his mount, the Spirit Feathered Phoenix, wasn’t so lucky. It was covered in countless human-faced moths, eating away at each inch of its flesh and blood furiously.

Especially those low-grade and mid-grade human-faced moths, each squirt of their acidic saliva caused the beautiful Spirit Feathered Phoenix to let out tragic cries as feathers fell and it spiraled down from the sky.

Before even hitting the ground, this spiritual beast with no small cultivation was gnawed down to a white-boned skeleton, its death was a pitiful sight.

Xiao Guanglian’s face was grim, as he stood on the Golden Turtle Seal to maintain flight while taking out a large number of talismans from his embrace, all of them mid-grade.

“Heavenly Fire Burning God Talisman, go.”

Holding the talisman, Xiao Guanglian muttered under his breath, and the talisman transformed into a column of light that coalesced into a massive Fire Qilin that charged toward Su Jie.

Su Jie’s brow did not move; with a light wave of his right hand, the Purple Cloud Heavenly Thunder kept striking down from the sky, obliterating the Fire Qilin.

“Let’s see how many you can block.”

Xiao Guanglian’s hands moved quickly, flinging talisman after talisman as if they cost him nothing.

With the sounds of dragon roars echoing, the talismans turned into silver-white dragons tens of meters long, colliding head-on.

Some talismans became tens of thousands of golden swords, piercing from all directions.

Others turned into streaks of Divine Thunder, continuously countering Su Jie’s Purple Cloud Heavenly Thunder.

Facing this tycoon-like battle method of throwing money around, Su Jie could only continue to use Purple Cloud Divine Thunder, and call upon the Human-faced Moths and the Blood River for defense.

Having used Purple Cloud Divine Thunder repeatedly, even his head began to throb with pain.

And the Human-faced Moths and the Blood River were also being depleted greatly.

As one attacked and the other defended, Su Jie’s side, with its greater number of insects, exhausted most of Xiao Guanglian’s talismans.

However, Su Jie’s originally large swarm was also decimated by these rounds of talisman detonations, leaving very few remaining.

After the offensive ended, both Su Jie and Xiao Guanglian were still flying in the air, but their auras were completely different.

Su Jie had a faint layer of sweat on his forehead, having overused the Purple Cloud Divine Thunder.

While Xiao Guanglian appeared more composed, as if he had not been through a battle at all.

Finally, Xiao Guanglian spoke lightly, “Your tricks are insufficient; once the insects are dead, I’ll see what you can use to block me.”

Upon hearing this, Su Jie’s face revealed a cold smile, “I still have the strength for one more fight, but whether your friend does is another matter.”

At that moment, Mo Shiyao was also engaged in a tough fight.

She was no match for the thousand-hand centipede, being chased around in disarray.

The counterattack of the True Word Immortal Sound hardly bothered the thousand-hand centipede.

The battle there was about to end, and if the thousand-hand centipede were to join this side, the situation could flip instantly.

Xiao Guanglian was slightly distracted, as he also feared the presence of the thousand-hand centipede. The involvement of this mid-grade Five Refinement poisonous insect in the fight was terrifying. To prevent such a situation, he directly sent several Magical Artifacts flying to Mo Shiyao’s location to help stabilize the situation.

“You dare to be distracted.”

Su Jie had been waiting for this moment. As soon as he spoke, the Blood River stretched toward Xiao Guanglian.

The onslaught of the Blood River caused Xiao Guanglian’s Vestment robe to begin to quiver, and ripples spread across his Magic Shield.