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Soul Separation, separating one of the seven souls and six spirits, this soul merges into the attack, transforming into the Soul-vanishing Fan.
With Bernie's power, even after mastering this incredibly terrifying Soul-vanishing Fan, he can only unleash its strength once. After using it, he will completely lose any combat ability and will need at least several years to recover from the damage to his soul. During this recovery period, his combat power will be halved.
Since learning the Soul-vanishing Fan, he has only used it once five years ago. That time was also his debut battle, where with Intermediate Level strength, he instantly killed two Intermediate level 4 experts with a single strike.
This time is the second time he has been forced to use the Soul-vanishing Fan, and still at Intermediate level 4 strength. Although he is injured, his soul remains intact, so the power of this Soul Separation fan will not be diminished.
If it weren't for being pushed to the brink, Bernie would never resort to such forbidden techniques. The cost of this strike is simply too great; if the enemy does not die, then his soul will backlash. With one soul dissipated and only six souls remaining, he would completely lose his sanity and intelligence.
Buzzing!
The ripples in space spread out. Although these ripples seem to spread slowly, they are as fast as a whirlwind passing by—unbelievably quick!
Within a radius of ten feet, the void began to twist. Where the ripples passed, the ground disappeared, revealing deep pits that were not covered by the ripples. Meanwhile, Bu's body hung in mid-air, locked in place by the gaze of Bernie's soul emanating from the iron fan. It immobilized him as if containing some kind of rule that rendered him unable to move an inch, just as the ripples were about to touch him.
The sudden turn of events happened too quickly—from being shot in the head by a gun in the black tower to Bernie unleashing the Soul-vanishing Fan. This process seemed slow but actually occurred in an instant.
Hong Lian was the first in the arena to notice the change in situation. Sensing his own crisis at that moment, he unhesitatingly abandoned his pursuit of Byron and turned to rescue himself.
However, whether it was Hong Lian, who reacted fastest, or Byron, whose expression changed upon seeing the disturbance caused by the Soul-vanishing Fan, or Eve, whose flute sound abruptly stopped as her eyes fixed on the forest—they were all too slow compared to the speed at which the death ripples spread.
Crack crack!
The first to touch the space ripple representing death was Bu's Taiyuan Spear, which was about to stab but had paused three inches from Bernie's heart. As the blood-red spearhead touched the space ripple, a piercing metallic distortion sound erupted, and a burst of flames ignited. Bu's pupils suddenly contracted into pinpoints as he watched helplessly as the spearhead, capable of slicing through iron like mud, was vaporized.
"Damn it," Bu's heart bled; his entire body trembled uncontrollably. This was the Taiyuan Spear, a semi-legendary level amplification weapon—just like that, it was destroyed.
However, in this moment of crisis, he no longer had time to feel sorrow. As he witnessed the spatial ripples rapidly engulfing the gun barrel, they were about to spread to his palm. The blood-red hue in Bu Shuang's eyes deepened, as if it were about to drip with blood.
"Transform Void!"
With twenty-one points of Mental Power, he unleashed the forbidden technique Transform Void without reservation. The figure of the crimson lotus moved like lightning, swiftly navigating through the ten-zhang area of distorted void. From a distance, a sword slashed down, and the Energy Wheel formed by the Eighth Sword spun out, emitting a piercing shriek as it sliced toward Bernie's head.
Every second counted! At this moment, even a thousandth of a second could determine life or death. The Void Transformation Technique could only Transform Void parts of his body.
The Energy Wheel whizzed past; its sharp edge was felt by Bernie even before it reached him, as he sensed an overwhelming aura of death. His eyes revealed extreme unwillingness and despair. After activating the Soul-vanishing Fan, not only could the enemy not move an inch, but he himself was also unable to budge even half a step.
As intense pain surged through him, even though his entire arm was in a state of Transform Void, after the spatial ripples spread, he still felt an indescribable agony.
This pain did not stem from physical suffering but from a deep-seated torment within his soul. It transmitted through his nerves, creating an illusion of pain all over his body.
With a sound, Bernie's head was severed from his neck by the sharp Energy Wheel. Due to the incredible speed, not even a drop of blood was spilled. His eyes remained filled with unwillingness; that expression seemed to scream for life.
At that moment, the air ripples had already spread over Bu's entire arm. However, due to Bernie's sudden death, one soul within the iron fan showed signs of dispersing for an instant, causing the speed of the ripples to momentarily halt.
Bu's forehead dripped with sweat. The pause in the air ripples allowed him to breathe a sigh of relief; this meant that if the deathly ripples spread for even half a second longer, they would cover his chest area where he could not Transform Void. He could only imagine what would happen then—like the Taiyuan Spear that had been vaporized into nothingness; its fate was self-evident.
Just then, a warning signal surged in his heart; this warning came from Avatar. Bu suddenly focused his eyes and was horrified to find that the air ripples that had stopped spreading suddenly accelerated and instantly covered his chest.
The soul of Bernie within the floating iron fan had become increasingly transparent. Yet despite its ethereal appearance, the twisted resentment on its handsome face—the unwillingness that seemed determined to drag Bu down with it—was deeply imprinted in Bu's shrinking pupils as if it were roaring and casting a malicious curse.
"I die, and you shall not live!"
With a sound! His entire right arm was severed at the root as half of his chest was vaporized. The state of Transform Void disappeared, and most of the Blood Wings behind him abruptly vanished, leaving only their blood-soaked base.
Death, absolute death, was about to envelop Bu's entire body as the ripples in the air continued to spread. In less than a fraction of a second, a tremendous roar suddenly erupted before him.
Bang!
A fierce wind rushed in, and the iron fan that was floating in the air was sent flying by a sword that appeared out of nowhere. Within it, Bernie’s soul, already on the brink of demise, could no longer hold on under this immense impact. It roared and shattered into countless fragments of starlight, disappearing into nothingness.
The void within a ten-zhang radius twisted like a wrinkled piece of paper being smoothed out. The spatial ripples that had spread for an entire zhang returned to calm as if time were reversing.
Bu groaned softly, his body half vaporized and bloodied as he fell to the ground, looking utterly miserable.
Before him, the figure of Hong Lian solidified, while a large number of afterimages created by Speed's incredible velocity rapidly dissipated.
In that critical moment, Hong Lian had unleashed unprecedented speed to arrive just in time, striking with all his might to send the iron fan flying just before the air ripples vaporized Bu's entire body, scattering the remnants of Bernie's soul within.
"Hmph, Bernie's Soul-Vanishing Fan couldn't kill you; consider yourself lucky today. I, Byron, will remember this and repay you all in the future."
Seeing that Bu had survived the air ripples caused by the Soul-Vanishing Fan, Byron sighed in regret. However, he also understood that he was now left alone. Continuing to fight against Eve, who remained hidden in the shadows, and the Red-Haired Man before him would only lead to his own downfall. With reluctance, he threw down a harsh remark, casting a cold glance toward the direction of the forest before swiftly turning and disappearing into the depths of the mist in just a few flashes.
Hong Lian did not move as Byron left; his eyes grew colder. If not for his sudden injury, he would not have allowed Byron to leave alive today.
"Bu!" A woman's anxious voice called from within the forest. After a hurried sound of footsteps, Eve rushed over with red-rimmed eyes.
Due to Byron's presence earlier, Eve had suppressed her anxiety and remained hidden in the shadows to avoid alarming him. But now that Byron had left and her heart was tied to Bu's safety, she could no longer stay hidden in the forest. Upon revealing herself, she dashed straight toward Bu, who lay on the ground gasping for breath.
At this moment, Bu's condition could only be described with one word: tragic—very tragic!
Not only had he lost his entire right arm, but due to the rapid nature of the battle and with Bloodline Transformation still active, only one Blood Wing remained on his back. Moreover, from his chest down to his legs, an entire row of flesh and bones was missing as if someone had brutally sliced through him with a knife. The sight was gruesome.
A large amount of blood flowed from the wound, pooling into the deep pit. With such severe injuries and such a large wound, even with Bu's unique physique and rapid recovery speed, it was impossible to stop the bleeding in a short time.
If an ordinary person suffered such a grave injury, they would have long since fainted from excessive blood loss and would be dead within moments. However, despite the excruciating pain, Bu remained conscious. If one were to check his personal attributes at that moment, they would see that the fluctuations in his physical condition were extremely intense.
It dipped for a while and then rose again; this was the manifestation of his formidable recovery ability. The Origin Blood began to boil, exerting all its power to heal his wounds, keeping him in a critically injured state without life-threatening danger.
"Bu."
A fragrant breeze wafted by as Eve saw Bu's condition—blood pooling around him, bright red and blinding. Her face turned pale, and tears streamed down her cheeks uncontrollably. In a panic, she fumbled through her Storage Bracelet, pulling out a bunch of bottles and jars of medicine but struggled to hold them steady.
Hong Lian silently approached and squatted down, retrieving the severed arm from the pit. Then he walked over and patted Eve's shoulder, calmly saying, "It's okay; you're not going to die. Among those medicines you have, pick out the one with the best effect."
Eve stared blankly at the severed arm in Hong Lian's hand before snapping back to reality. She quickly stopped crying and selected a blue bottle from the pile of medicines on the ground.
"This is the Water Spirit Pill; it was given to me by the senior who taught me the Water God Technique."
"The Water Spirit Pill," Bu suppressed the metallic taste in his throat as his gaze fell on the blue bottle in Eve's hand.
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