Volume Three: Rising Reputation Chapter Eighty-Four: Ill-Timed Ascension
“Hissss!”
Li Yu’s voice failed to stir Mu Yinhua’s thoughts.
None of those transformed into tree puppets had ever succeeded in returning to their original forms, and Li Yu harbored little hope for it. Yet, when it came to attacking Mu Yinhua, he found himself unable to make a firm decision.
For a moment, Mu Yinhua’s offensive came down like a torrential rain—layered and relentless, leaving no gaps.
But Li Yu was only passively dodging, which gave the Soul-Devouring Tree Spirit a glimmer of hope.
It seemed that this intruding youth had reached a dead end, unable even to mount a proper counterattack!
Driven by excitement, Mu Yinhua’s attacks grew even fiercer.
“Boom!”
Spiritual energy exploded, and above the water pool, countless droplets stirred up and fell like a heavy rainstorm.
Behind the veil of water,
Mu Yinhua launched an attack from the rear, but the youth was already prepared, calmly sidestepping to avoid the heart-piercing strike.
With his hands clenched in empty fists, the thunder spiritual energy within his domain transformed into two large hands, firmly grasping Mu Yinhua’s wrists.
“It ends here!”
Li Yu whispered.
He wasn’t sure if the Soul-Devouring Tree Spirit could unleash its mysterious attack again so soon. According to past records, no one had ever found a way to resist or defend against this enigmatic assault, so he had to finish this swiftly.
He had tried calling out many times, but to no avail—like a stone sinking into the sea, utterly unresponsive.
With a thought, Li Yu’s spiritual power surged forth, layering over Mu Yinhua like a protective shell—an egg-like shield that also served as a prison of thunder, trapping him within.
“Next, it’s your turn.”
Li Yu’s voice was ice-cold as he turned to face the Soul-Devouring Tree Spirit.
Its branches shook violently, producing a harsh rustling, as if sensing Li Yu’s intent to deliver a decisive blow.
Mu Yinhua, controlled by it, struggled wildly, but no matter how much he thrashed, bleeding and battered, he could not break free from Li Yu’s restraint.
“Don’t waste your futile struggles!”
A cold smile curled at Li Yu’s lips. With a wave of his hand, a thunderball appeared, and in the next moment, nearly a hundred thunderballs materialized.
These were not the massive thunderballs drawn from the thunder veins, nor simple small ones—the energy contained within was formidable.
The Soul-Devouring Tree Spirit’s branches trembled more frequently.
In an instant, these nearly hundred thunderballs howled forth, carving channels through the water as they split the flow on either side.
“Whoosh!”
The thunderballs attacked from various angles, exploding against the interwoven protective layer of branches. A tremendous energy burst erupted, with collisions between the thunderballs themselves.
This triggered a terrifying chain reaction.
“Screeching!”
The Soul-Devouring Tree Spirit emitted a howl akin to a vengeful demon.
Li Yu remained unmoved. He glanced down and saw Mu Yinhua still struggling—though wounded and dripping blood, he was not in critical condition. Li Yu felt some relief.
He looked back up at the tree spirit.
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