<h2 ss="wp-block-heading">Chapter 5404</h2>
At that moment, Zhao Mu’s voice boomed from above Han Lie: “Watch out!”
Han Lie looked up sharply to see Zhao Mu forming hand seals. Soul mist swirled around him, condensing into countless ck soul needles that rained down upon Han Lie like a torrential rain.
Han Lie, undeterred, swung his sword
, creating a wall of fire. The soul needles collided with the wall with a sizzling sound, most of them incinerated by the mes, but a few still managed to prate and pierce through, piercing Han Lie.
Han Lie hurriedly channeled his spiritual energy to protect himself. The soul needles struck his spiritual shield with a soft thud. While they didn’t break the shield, they did cause a disturbance in his spiritual energy.
“Soul bodies are indeed formidable!”
Han Lie gritted his teeth andunched his attack. He leaped up, de in both hands, and shed toward Zhao Mu
. “Red me Sword Technique, Third Form—me Dragon Emerges from the Sea!” The instant the de fell, mes coalesced into a massive fire dragon, which lunged at Zhao Mu with bared fangs and ws. Zhao Mu remained calm, his form shifting once again into a shadow, dodging the dragon
. Simultaneously, he formed hand seals: “Soul Lock!” Countless ck soul chains emerged from the soul mist, wrapping around the dragon like venomous snakes.
The dragon roared furiously, attempting to break free, only to find the chains tightening around it like maggots on its tarsal bones.
Soon, its struggles weakened, and it was finallypletely bound, dissipating into tiny sparks in the air.
“What?”
Han Lie’s pupils constricted, a look of disbelief on his face. “
me Dragon Emerges from the Sea” was his signature move, but he hadn’t expected Zhao Mu to break it so easily.
Zhao Mu’s voice rang out again: “Fellow Daoist Han Lie, your swordsmanship may be powerful, but it’s useless against me. Admit defeat, or you’ll bring humiliation upon yourself.”
“Admit defeat? Impossible!”
Han Lie roared, charging at Zhao Mu once more.
This time, he abandoned his wide-area attacks, concentrating his spiritual energy on the de, unleashing the most exquisite technique in the Red me Swordsmanship—”Pointing me.”
A brilliant me condensed from the tip of the Red me de, shooting towards Zhao Mu like a meteor.
This attack was incredibly fast and concentrated, making it difficult even for a spirit to dodge. A flicker of admiration shed in Zhao Mu’s eyes, yet he remained calm. With a flick of his right hand, the soul mist surrounding him coalesced into a spirit shield.
“Puff!”
The mes touched the spirit shield, causing it to dent, but it didn’t shatter.
Zhao Mu’s body swayed slightly, evidently impacted, but he quickly regained hisposure.
“Nice move, but unfortunately, it’s still not enough.”
Zhao Mu said as he suddenly vanished again.
Han Lie’s heart pounded with rm, and he frantically looked around, but there was no sign of Zhao Mu.
Suddenly, he felt a chilling presence behind him. He thought to himself, “Oh no!” and quickly turned and swung his sword.
However, it was toote. Zhao Mu’s palm had already pressed against Han Lie’s back, and a chilling spirit power instantly surged into him.
Han Lie felt his entire body stiffen, his spiritual energy instantly disrupted, and the Scarlet me de fell to the ground with a ng. He tried to struggle, but found his body no longer responsive. He could only watch helplessly as Zhao Mu’s hand rose again, aimed at his head.
“Han Lie!”
The cultivators halfway up the mountain cried out in rm. Wu Hao leaped to his feet, wanting to step forward to help, but was stopped by David.
“Lord, this is their duel; we can’t interfere.”
David’s voice was low, but a hint of worry shed in his eyes.
He knew Han Lie had already lost, and even if he intervened, it would be futile. It would only betray the Soul Devourer and worsen the situation.
Han Lie looked at Zhao Mu’s cold gaze, filled with resentment.
He had never been so embarrassed in his entire battle, but facing Zhao Mu’s spirit form, his swordsmanship waspletely hampered, and he couldn’t even fight back.