"He... is not indestructible."
"I have a theory..."
But just at that moment, a covert voice transmission reached Xiao Yu'er and the others' ears.
It was the New King.
The New King had not only mastered the secret technique of the Flare Armor—he possessed extraordinary powers of observation as well. That was why, whenever someone showed an opening, the New King was able to deploy his protective technique in time to shield the person being attacked.
And now, the New King relayed his observations and theory to Wang Qiang and the rest through a private voice transmission.
Wang Qiang and the others immediately began discussing among themselves in hushed mental exchange.
After a brief consultation, a look of steely resolve surfaced in the eyes of both Xian Miaomiao and Wang Qiang.
With a shift of their wills, black and green aura erupted from within their bodies and surged skyward—only to snap back moments later, merging back into them.
Flames of aura rose around their bodies, emanating not merely greater combat strength, but the very breath of life itself.
"The Life-Burning Method."
"So they're willing to risk it all," the dark monster remarked with a cold smile.
But Wang Qiang and Xian Miaomiao said nothing. Gripping their divine weapons, they charged at the dark monster simultaneously.
With the Life-Burning Method activated, their combat power surged even further. Even working in tandem—and attacking without any defense—the two were able to fight the dark monster to a standstill.
"Why aren't the rest joining in?"
"Are you two the only ones with this little trick?"
"The Four Evil Divine Body, and the Soul Mist Flame."
"All fine abilities. A pity you'll all perish here today."
The dark monster taunted them, but suddenly his expression shifted. He stared in disbelief as the earth below began to churn and heave.
At the same moment, Xiao Yu'er and Xianhai Shaoyu, standing at a distance, both shouted in unison.
"Bloodline Secret Technique—Forbidden Sea Restraint!!!"
*Whoosh—* The next instant, a tremendous tide of luminous water erupted from the ground, transforming the landscape into a vast ocean in the blink of an eye and swallowing the dark monster, Wang Qiang, and Xian Miaomiao alike.
But to his shock, the dark monster realized that while Wang Qiang and Xian Miaomiao were unaffected, his own movements were growing slower and slower.
*Waaah~~~* At that very moment, the wailing cry of an infant echoed through the battlefield.
The dark monster saw a terrifying infant's head materialize before him. The instant those infant eyes opened, his mind shook to its core.
It was Song Yun's technique.
And almost simultaneously, two blazing infernos of flame surfaced on the divine weapons gripped by Xian Miaomiao and Wang Qiang.
"Sun Flame Secret Technique—Fierce Flame Weapon Attachment."
It was Yuwen Yanri's doing.
Once the flames wreathed the divine weapons, their power skyrocketed. Space itself warped and buckled under the heat, as though nothing could withstand being burned.
Wang Qiang and Xian Miaomiao thrust their weapons at the dark monster from two directions at once.
Slowed and disoriented, the dark monster had no way to dodge the strike.
Both attacks landed—but Wang Qiang's blow was deflected.
Xian Miaomiao's sword, however, pierced straight through the dark monster's body.
*BOOM—* A roaring surge of flame ignited the dark monster from within, pouring out in every direction.
Seeing this, Xian Miaomiao pressed her advantage without hesitation. With a fierce slash, she cleaved the dark monster clean in two.
The monster's severed body hit the ground, a faint smile still playing at the corner of its mouth—then it dissolved into dissipating mist.
"New King, keen eye! It's exactly as you said—you saw right through him!" Xianhai Shaoyu couldn't help but cry out in jubilation, but his body swayed. Had Xiao Yu'er not caught him, he would have collapsed to the ground.
Though Xiao Yu'er was far stronger than Xianhai Shaoyu, her exquisite face was also drenched in cold sweat, her breathing ragged.
It was clear that the Bloodline Secret Technique, even when performed jointly with Xiao Yu'er, exacted no small toll.
The same held true for the others. Song Yun had already plopped down on the ground, then spread his arms wide and lay flat on his back in the shape of the character for "big," no longer caring whether the pose was dignified or not.
Yuwen Yanri was also gasping for breath.
In the exchange just now, every one of them had not only coordinated seamlessly but deployed their most powerful techniques.
They had each pushed themselves to the absolute limit.