Chapter Eighty-Two: Press On With Renewed Effort

Supreme Phantom God Zero Degrees Above Freezing 3562 words 2026-04-13 18:03:33

Moyou laughed at the other man’s brazen boasting and said, “Your partner is already dead by my hand. He said he was lonely in the underworld and wanted me to send you to keep him company. You won’t refuse, will you? Hurry up and stick out your head so I can smash you to death with one dragon claw strike.” Moyou was in an excellent mood now, because he had just slain a powerhouse of the Five Elements realm. If the other man had not taken the risk of closing in for melee combat, Moyou would never have had the strength to kill him.

“You insolent fool. Watch me kill you with one sword!” the black-clad man roared, stabbing at Moyou in fury. He had already thrown caution to the winds. If they could not kill the people before them tonight, then their mission would be considered a failure.

Moyou watched the thrusting sword, then dodged swiftly and swept across in reply. He actually intended to collide bodily with the other man, while his dragon claw reached to seize the stabbing blade.

“Heh heh, go die!” Moyou instantly caught the black-clad man’s sword and, before the man could react, slapped him hard across the face. Tonight, his art of playing the fool to defeat the stronger had reached master level; even Ye Zihan could not help but admire Moyou to the core.

“You despicable trickster, to ambush me like this! I’ll fight you to the death!” In the instant before he was to be slain, the black-clad man suddenly struck desperately at Moyou. He had already let go of his uncontrollable sword and was prepared to perish together with Moyou.

Moyou smiled. “Didn’t you teach us this tonight? Since that’s the case, why shouldn’t we do the same?” He laughed, because the other man was simply too amusing. Sneaking about had always been Moyou’s specialty, and the other side had also been lurking in the shadows trying to assassinate them. They were only giving as good as they got.

And yet the man still had the nerve to curse him. Moyou found the thought so funny that he nearly laughed aloud. Not only was the man adorable now, he was downright ridiculous, all on his own wishful thinking. People were changeable, but tonight he was surely doomed. In any case, Moyou had already decided not to spare his life.

Boom!

Just as the black-clad man was about to throw himself into a mutually destructive strike, Moyou instantly lashed out with a dragon claw and then quickly withdrew, escaping the clash. He hit and ran, because the other man wanted to drag him down with him. If a powerhouse of the Five Elements realm truly chose to die together with him, then even his indestructible Thousand-Shadow Blood Illusion Dragon body would surely end in death or grievous injury.

“Argh, I’ll fight to the end!” The black-clad man who had been struck by Moyou’s dragon claw suddenly screamed, then went silent forever and crashed heavily to the ground.

Thud.

The black-clad man’s corpse fell swiftly. His fury had betrayed the flaw in his defense, and his loss of reason had given Moyou the opening. Moyou could kill him only because the black-clad man had brought it upon himself. Had he fought Moyou calmly and steadily, Moyou would never have been able to finish him so easily.

Of the ten black-clad assassins who had come for Ye Zihan, Yan Chen, and the others, only seven remained now. So Moyou went to help Yan Chen again, because Yan Chen was still holding on by sheer effort. He was only a powerhouse of the Four Symbols realm, yet he was facing two powerhouses of the Five Elements realm. It was an extremely dangerous situation.

Yan Chen, your dragon lord has come to aid you. I’ll help you send them to the underworld, haha!” Moyou arrived beside Yan Chen and took over one of the black-clad men’s attacks. Yan Chen’s pressure immediately dropped by half, and he could finally breathe a little easier, because he believed that Moyou, this monstrous freak, would surely give him another surprise.

As he fought the black-clad man, Yan Chen wiped the blood from his face. Most of it was his own, though some belonged to his opponent. Although he was only a powerhouse of the Four Symbols realm, he had managed to hold on until now through his life-and-death fighting style, which was proof that his genius was no fraud.

To be able to contend, with only Four Symbols cultivation, against two powerhouses of the Five Elements realm was shocking enough. Of course, Ye Zihan, Chen Yiyan, and the other two were all legendary figures. To fight opponents stronger than themselves and still remain standing until now was in itself a miracle.

What was more, Chen Yiyan had already slain one black-clad man, and he too was only a powerhouse of the Five Elements realm. Of course, the man Chen Yiyan killed was also a powerhouse of the Five Elements realm, so it could not be called a leap in realm to kill him. But to be able to kill in the presence of a powerhouse of a higher realm was already enough to show how extraordinary Chen Yiyan was.

“If you hadn’t come, you might have had to collect my corpse,” Yan Chen said. Seeing Moyou’s cheerful spirit, he, who had been fighting for his life only moments ago, felt much better now, and his confidence was rising rapidly. That was the gift Moyou brought to Yan Chen.

Joy could be contagious, and what Moyou was spreading now was joy. So Yan Chen also became happier, especially since Moyou had already slain two of the black-clad men fighting him. Yan Chen hoped Moyou would press on and kill the two black-clad men before him as well, because he hated those two plague spirits to the bone. He had nearly died in their hands just now.

As he fought the black-clad man, Moyou grinned and said, “Haha, of course. You should thank your dragon lord properly. I’ll smash this assassin to death later and present his corpse to you as a greeting gift, haha.” With that, Moyou intensified his attacks on the black-clad man before him. At present, Moyou’s strength was not far from that of a powerhouse of the Five Elements realm, because he was a Thousand-Shadow Blood Illusion Dragon, and his power was not something humans could compare to.

“You two brats, stop spouting nonsense. Tonight we will surely wipe you out completely. You’re dead for sure!” The black-clad man fighting Moyou heard this and immediately shouted back in anger, because he could not stand it. But he also could not help feeling chilled, never having imagined that this Thousand-Shadow Blood Illusion Dragon before him could actually kill two assassins a realm above him. He too was now unnerved.

Though Moyou had killed his companions, the black-clad man also had a bad feeling. Moyou was his opponent now, and Moyou had already slain two black-clad men whose strength was not far from his own. Since Moyou could kill those two powerhouses of the Five Elements realm, he could naturally kill him as well.

At the thought of this, the black-clad man broke out in a cold sweat. This opponent’s strength was not mere boasting; it had been proven through killing. He had already killed two of his comrades and was now preparing to kill him too. Just thinking about it would make anyone feel a chill.

“Take this, the dragon lord’s claw! Yan Chen, watch how I kill him, haha.” Moyou remained utterly fearless. For him, the very notion of death was something he barely understood. If he could not beat someone, then at worst he would run. In any case, as a Thousand-Shadow Blood Illusion Dragon, he had the advantage of escape. If the other side wanted to kill him, they had to be faster than him; otherwise, the matter was not worth discussing.

“Good, kill him! Kill him! I’m going to kill this eyesore before me too.” Yan Chen quickened his attacks on the black-clad man in front of him. His martial arts were also slowly advancing, because he now felt an urge to break through into the Five Elements realm. He was presently at the bottleneck, so there was still great hope of forcing his way through.

Moyou nodded his dragon head and continued attacking. Now that he had seized the initiative, he was the one on the offensive. The black-clad man, who had just moments ago been full of arrogance, had now been stripped of the battle’s initiative by Moyou. That was an extremely dangerous state.

“You still want to run? Go on, run. I’ll even let you run, but first you have to call your dragon lord grandpa. Otherwise, I won’t let you get away, haha.” Moyou kept pressing his attack on the assassin. The assassin still wanted to flee Moyou’s assault, because he truly feared Moyou’s desperate style of fighting.

Moyou’s greatest advantage was not anything else, but close-quarters combat. The first two black-clad men had died under his melee attacks, so that was precisely what Moyou wanted now. If it came to close combat, the other side was ninety percent doomed.

And Moyou’s greatest asset was a body of unbreakable flesh and scales. Of course, if it were a high-grade weapon, it could certainly damage the dragon hide on Moyou’s body, but killing Moyou would require far greater effort. Moyou was extremely sensitive to danger and knew which weapons could threaten him. That was the greatest advantage of a Thousand-Shadow Blood Illusion Dragon.

“Who’s running? What I’m doing isn’t running; it’s tactics, understand? If you do, then stick out your dragon head and let me try slashing you once. Then you’ll know for certain that I’m not fleeing.” The black-clad man fighting Moyou was equally indignant. Moyou was indeed overbearing, giving him no chance to catch his breath, and kept closing in step by step.

The black-clad man, who had been brimming with confidence, was now nearly collapsing under Moyou’s frenzied style. Moyou did not care about form or technique at all; he attacked like a madman. So long as he could smash the other man to death, Moyou did not mind whether the black-clad man managed to slash his neck or pierce his body with a sword. Such a ferocious style of fighting would make even the godslayer-like Chen Yiyan wary, much less a black-clad assassin who had killed without mercy.

Chen Yiyan was even bloodier and more ruthless than these black-clad men, so before Chen Yiyan, these assassins were nothing more than tiny tricks compared with a grand display.

“Haha, you’re killing me with laughter. You’re frantically trying to flee in front of me, and you still dare call that tactics? Look at the cultivators around us. They’re watching your tactical performance with smiling faces.” Moyou continued to mock the black-clad man before him, because he knew that if he fought honestly and straightforwardly, the other side would never reveal a flaw. What he wanted was for the opponent’s defenses to be wide open.

Once that black-clad man showed a flaw, or once his flaw was exposed before Moyou’s killing power, the result would be a near-certain death. And before him, two black-clad men had already died this way beneath the hands of this shameless dragon. Tonight, Moyou’s art of pretending to be weak to devour the strong had advanced greatly.

“Don’t laugh at me, or I’ll fight you to the death! What I’m using really is tactics, you damned dragon! Tonight I’m going to butcher you!” The black-clad man was thoroughly enraged now, because he had no retreat left, and Moyou was still closing in step by step, driving him to the brink.