Chapter 376 - 233: End (Part 2)

Chapter 376: Chapter 233: End (Part 2)

The White Fox Girl chuckled and said,

"To possess three source qualities at such a young age... with such terrifying talent, he would have been a peerless, era-defining genius even in the Ancient Era."

"If you ask me, that little fellow named Su Xing is far more impressive than that old geezer from the Witch Race. Witch Summoner is only benefiting from his age. Give that kid another three or four years to train, and Witch Summoner would be no match for him at all."

"A pity, though. It’s not looking good for him now. He must be on the verge of exhaustion."

"You lot, if you want to save him later, you’d better act fast. Those Witch Race folks can be quite cruel."

As the White Fox Girl spoke, she seemed to think of something and began to giggle, sending a chill down everyone’s spines.

The two division heads of the special organization, from Luocheng and Liu City, both resolved to risk their lives to save him. They had both witnessed Su Xing’s talent. He had the potential to become a future leader of Xia Country. A person like that absolutely could not be allowed to die an obscure death here.

Although there was friction between the different branches of the special organization, their dedication to Xia Country would never waver.

Meanwhile, Yi Changhao was off to the side, secretly telling the Dragon Gate Master about Su Xing and how he had saved him. But the Dragon Gate Master’s eyes darted about evasively. Su Xing had saved a Tier Seven Elder of Dragon Gate, which was indeed a great favor.

But in the current situation... it was very likely that even a Tier Eight Powerhouse like himself would be torn to shreds if he intervened.

Ultimately, Su Xing had only saved a Tier Seven. It wasn’t a monumental favor. Whether it was worth him intervening at this moment... that made him hesitate.

Just as he was mulling this over, the White Fox Girl seemed to lose interest and shook her head, saying,

"Why did the Abyss Race send someone over too? These guys are even crazier than the Witch Race. I’d better not get involved in this mess."

After she finished speaking, the White Fox Girl’s entire body turned into a white dot and vanished. There wasn’t the slightest spatial fluctuation around her, nor did the Dragon-locking Pillars react, yet her speed was practically indistinguishable from teleportation. It was unbelievably fast.

However,

The very next second after the White Fox Girl disappeared,

a black wind swept in. Many of the Tier Seven experts lost their footing and tumbled right off the cliff. Fortunately, as Extraordinary Beings, they didn’t fall to their deaths, but the experience left their hearts pounding.

And there, on the cliff above where the White Fox Girl had been standing, a man appeared, clad in black armor and wearing an iron mask.

"Another one..."

The faces of the others turned grim. Too many mysterious figures had shown up today. ’To think there are so many powerful beings hidden away in this world. They’ve never shown their faces before. What could they have been waiting for?’

Grand General of the Abyss Race, Yuan Wujing.

That was what was written on the rank-like insignia hanging on his chest. He puffed out his chest, seemingly with no intention of hiding his identity.

Of course,

he had no need to hide it.

The Abyss Race, like the Witch Race, was a race that had existed since ancient times. As a Grand General of the Abyss Race, he naturally possessed terrifying power.

Although no one present knew just how strong this Yuan Wujing was, the fact that he could make the White Fox Girl flee and had made such a dramatic entrance suggested he also possessed a source quality.

Once someone possessed a source quality, even if it was a low-grade one like Witch Summoner’s, it was enough to put them all in a difficult position.

Coupled with his full suit of armor, he was clearly not someone to be trifled with. This made everyone present grow tense.

However, Yuan Wujing seemed to have little interest in small fry like them. After transforming into a black wind to arrive at the battlefield, his gaze was immediately drawn to the bloody slaughter below.

...

Li Ye had been a wanted man for a long time, running with factions full of villains like Jile Valley. Naturally, he had developed an ability to read people. His Tier Eight strength usually made such skills unnecessary, but now it came in handy.

He tried to gauge the power balance between Yuan Wujing and the two fighters below by observing the newcomer’s expression.

But it was of little use. Yuan Wujing’s expression remained unchanged, making it impossible to guess his thoughts.

Su Xing and Witch Summoner, at the very center of the battlefield, were naturally aware they had become the focus of everyone’s attention. But they had no time to worry about such trivial details. Their battle had now entered its true explosive phase.

In truth,

Witch Summoner was already thinking of retreating.

The appearance of the Fox Race and the Abyss Race was a major deviation from his plans. Although the Witch Race needed the flower below, it wasn’t worth suffering casualties for.

But Su Xing was fighting as if his life depended on it, determined to keep him there. Against such do-or-die tactics, if he let his guard down for even a moment, he could be severely injured. This put Witch Summoner in a situation where he wanted to flee but couldn’t.

As for Su Xing, he could feel the power from his shattered swords starting to fade. The side effects from the three blades were beginning to manifest. Barring any surprises, if he continued fighting, he was certain to lose.

But,

as his power receded,

Su Xing’s rationality began to return.

He suddenly realized something was off about his opponent’s source quality.

Although Witch Summoner seemed to have many techniques, they all relied on his source quality. Yet, his source quality was far stronger defensively than it was offensively.

’Could it be... his source quality doesn’t just have the ’annihilation’ property?’

The thought flashed through Su Xing’s mind. With its arrival, his train of thought was like a floodgate opening, and he immediately noticed something unusual.

Force redirection.

Su Xing could feel that his power wasn’t landing on his opponent. Or rather, most of the force was being diverted, with only a small fraction hitting its mark.

Without a doubt,

redirecting force required physical contact. Besides Su Xing himself, the only other thing Witch Summoner was touching was the ground.

’That’s it. He’s using his source quality to channel the force into the ground. No wonder he claimed his source quality’s property was ’annihilation’ from the start. He was deliberately trying to mislead everyone.’

’No wonder...’

’No wonder I couldn’t defeat him even after shattering three swords.’ Having figured this out, a plan formed in Su Xing’s mind.

It was simple.

He just needed to get him airborne.

"Get up!"

Su Xing’s punch suddenly changed direction. The fist that was aimed straight for the chest instantly shot upward, attempting to launch his opponent into the air.

!!!!

Witch Summoner’s pupils shrank. Having fought to this point, he had long since been having second thoughts about continuing. He just hadn’t found the right opportunity to withdraw. Now that he realized his opponent had seen through the true nature of his source quality, he had even less intention of fighting on.

Witch Summoner, who had previously been taking Su Xing’s attacks head-on, suddenly retreated two steps to dodge the punch. Then, without a word, he vanished on the spot.

In reality, at this stage of the fight, Witch Summoner’s chances of winning were extremely high. But he lacked the will to fight to the death, whereas Su Xing did not. This ultimately led to Witch Summoner’s hasty retreat and Su Xing’s pyrrhic victory.

"Heh, an interesting little fellow."

Yuan Wujing didn’t make a move. He simply revealed a flash of white teeth and chuckled.

"Su Xing, is it?"

"The Abyss Race will remember you."

’The Abyss Race will remember you,’ he thought to himself. Then he too vanished. No one knew what he had come here for. It was as if he had just been watching the show.

As the saying goes, they came and went in a flash. The once-perilous scene suddenly fell silent.

...

The Tier Seven and Tier Eight powerhouses who remained all frowned. They saw Su Xing, completely drained of strength, collapse to the ground. Blood was still seeping from his body; he was clearly in no condition to fight.

This meant the final ownership of the flower was now uncertain again. Moreover, Su Xing had been so powerful, and now he was gravely injured and unconscious. Who could say he didn’t have some treasure on him?

"Get lost."

"Don’t even think about touching a single hair on Su Xing’s head."

A cold voice rang out, instantly extinguishing the fervent greed in the eyes of the Tier Seven Transcendents.