Chapter 447: Nether Spring Narcissus’s Victory!!
–Myriad Spirit Flower Ring, Right Passage
Within the blood-red vortex of the spirit gate, the Crimson Queen froze, a wave of conflicting emotions, fear, anger, and confusion, overwhelming it as it glanced towards the side entrance.
A Snow Woman in a pure white, shroud-like wedding dress stood there, a chilling aura, like snowflakes, emanating from it, its expression cold and indifferent.
The Snow Monarch!!!
Thirty thousand years ago, the once invincible Crimson Queen had been defeated by the Snow Monarch.
Although millennia had passed, for the resurrected Crimson Queen, it was a recent memory.
Now, facing the Snow Monarch again, it felt not only rage and madness, but also a deep-seated fear.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM
A few seconds later, the Crimson Queen’s aura erupted, a violent, blood-red spirit energy enveloping its body, layer upon layer, like a suit of armor.
Without hesitation, it had entered its ultimate battle form, its every move capable of world-shattering destruction, yet its face was pale, its expression filled with a desperate resolve.
It was no longer a Lost Realm being, but a mere Sun and Moon Realm spirit beast. How could it possibly defeat the invincible Snow Monarch?
However, after a moment of tense silence, the Crimson Queen’s bloodshot eyes narrowed.
This Snow Woman… it wasn’t at the Lost Realm level, but a mere Star Shattering Stage spirit beast, still at the half-step Sun and Moon Realm…!!!
[This isn’t the Snow Monarch, but one of its kin!?]
[Hahahahahahahaha! I never thought I would have a chance for revenge so soon!]
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM
With a crazed laugh, a streak of crimson light pierced through the Nether Princess Bai Xue, sending its body flying, the four members of the Eight Billows, caught in the shockwave, scattered like leaves.
The blood-red, cross-shaped halberd, previously impaling them, now floated behind the Crimson Queen, its aura violent and terrifying, the air around it distorting.
However, as the blood-red dust settled, a figure encased in ice was revealed.
The Nether Princess Bai Xue, protected by its spirit diagram, a shimmering, crystalline, ice-blue barrier, stood unharmed, its eyes blinking calmly.
“The Water Moon Concubine…?” The four members of the Eight Billows, their faces pale, looked towards the frozen Snow Woman with gratitude as they fled.
If the Water Moon Concubine’s spirit beast was here, then she herself must be nearby.
In that case, this Crimson Queen wasn’t a threat. They would return with reinforcements.
Ignoring the fleeing Eight Billows, the Laughing Red Moon’s manic grin faded, its gaze fixed on the Nether Princess Bai Xue’s icy prison, its mind racing.
Its own ability, although capable of reaching across realms, was useless against the Snow Monarch lineage’s absolute defenses.
Meanwhile, the Nether Princess Bai Xue calmly observed the Crimson Queen, its veiled face tilting slightly, its eyes blinking, a strangely… amused expression.
Dream Calamity’s world, left passage.
Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish!!!
A flurry of black shadows, a relentless assault, the three Ice Attendant Imperial Daughters from the Yellow Spring Demon Capital, their bodies battered and bruised, their Saint-rank spirit beasts struggling to defend against the onslaught.
The Nine Ice Attendant Imperial Daughters of the Yellow Spring Demon Capital, descendants of the Sea Scale Snow Crocodile, inheriting its powerful physique and the ability to form contracts, usually fought as a team, a coordinated assault of human and spirit beast.
However, even ten against one, they were no match for this shadowy blade, their defenses shattered, their attacks futile.
And it wasn’t even aiming for them directly… they were merely… collateral damage…
At the center of the swirling blades, a black, water-based elemental figure stood motionless, its attacks phasing harmlessly through their bodies, its core seemingly exposed at its center.
[Nether Spring, I admire your ancestor’s attack on the Nine Suns Divine Court, but I also know your lineage’s weakness.]
[No matter how powerful your abilities, you still need to materialize to replenish your spirit energy, don’t you?]
[Under my relentless assault, how long can you last? Ten seconds? A minute? Your limit will come.]
A cold, arrogant voice, emanating from a massive, black, floating blade, echoed.
Wu Yan Luelan, a weapon-type legendary being, a powerful figure from the Lost Realm, forty thousand years ago!
Even the first Shadowlurking Blade, Night’s Executioner, had revered Wu Yan Luelan!
If it hadn’t been killed by the World-Ending Azure Sky, it would surely be a titled legendary being now.
However, the Nether Spring Narcissus, seemingly deaf to its taunts, continued walking towards the spirit gate, its movements casual, its body phasing through the shadowy blades, unaffected.
Seconds turned into minutes, and after two minutes, a single bead of sweat trickled down Wu Yan Luelan’s blade, the black Water Element still intangible.
Under the three Imperial Daughters’ shocked gazes, this continued for ten minutes, longer than most battles between even low-rank spirit beasts.
The Nether Spring Narcissus, having reached the spirit gate, looked up at Wu Yan Luelan, a mocking glint in its eyes.
[Perhaps that is a weakness.]
[However, I can maintain this state for ten minutes.]
As its words echoed, and Wu Yan Luelan roared in frustration, the black Water Element casually pressed its hand against the spirit gate.
Instantly, a massive black vortex erupted, swallowing the gate whole.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM
As the left passage collapsed, not only Wu Yan Luelan, but even the Dream Calamity and the Crimson Queen, far away, sensed the disturbance, their expressions turning to shock.
How was that possible? Wu Yan Luelan, a legendary being defeated so quickly?!
This was…. the Nether Spring Narcissus’s victory!!!
