Those who could reach the sixth level in a Dao they had mastered were all grandmaster-level figures. It must be remembered that Yang Kai's attainment in the Dao of Space had only reached the eighth level—the pinnacle stage—even now, and he had been cultivating the Laws of Space since he was at his weakest.
That the Dao of Spear had managed to break through in this instant was entirely unexpected, but Yang Kai had no time for joy, for Zhu Feng's frenzied attacks had already enveloped him completely, the stench of death bearing down upon him.
In that instant, Yang Kai's eyes held neither sorrow nor joy.
Boundless ink force surged wildly, and blood sprayed into the air.
The two figures flashed past each other. Yang Kai's hand gripping the spear trembled violently, and the pain in his chest and abdomen was nearly unbearable. Looking down, he saw a massive wound stretching from his shoulder to his waist, flesh and muscle peeled back, the wriggling organs in his abdomen almost visible.
Zhu Feng's downward-slashing palm blade—he ultimately hadn't been able to dodge it. Even with his powerful dragon vein body, he had nearly been cleaved in two by that single strike.
However, though he was injured, Zhu Feng was not unscathed. In that brief exchange, the Azure Dragon Spear had already punched a hole through Zhu Feng's chest. As to who had gained the upper hand in that clash, it was truly hard to say.
Yang Kai had no time even to tend to his wounds. He hastily spun around, leveled his spear at Zhu Feng's massive figure, and roared: "Die!"
With nothing held back, his figure shrouded in spear light, he and the Azure Dragon Spear had almost merged into one in that instant, transforming into a streak of radiance that hurtled toward Zhu Feng.
On a narrow path, only one would survive!
Zhu Feng's furious roar shook the heavens as he turned to meet the charge. Though he wielded no artifacts, fighting only with his bare fists, every blow carried terrifying, devastating force.
The two clashed in an instant, and horrifying wounds erupted across both their bodies. Dense ink force continuously surged from within Zhu Feng, worming its way into Yang Kai's body through his seven orifices.
These streams of ink force acted like extensions of Zhu Feng himself. Not only did they invade Yang Kai's body, but they also transformed into incomparably sharp attacks that wreaked havoc on his flesh and internal organs.
Yang Kai's face was covered in blood, his appearance hideous, his aura steadily weakening.
Zhu Feng's aura was also fading continuously. He had activated a powerful secret technique, suppressing the energy of the Ink Nest to heal himself. Though this granted him the power to fight for a short time, this state was destined not to last. As time passed, the aftereffects of the technique gradually erupted, consuming him with backlash.
On top of that, Yang Kai's attacks had inflicted considerable damage on him as well, accelerating the arrival of the backlash.
If he could finish Yang Kai off before the technique's backlash fully erupted, then everything would be fine. But if he couldn't, it was over.
Zhu Feng hadn't expected this human seventh-grader to be so tenacious! In his current state, no human seventh-grader should have been able to last even ten breaths before him, yet this particular human had not only endured but even had enough strength left to inflict wounds on him.
As a mighty Domain Lord, Zhu Feng felt he had been subjected to an extreme humiliation, and his attacks grew only more ferocious.
The auras of both were fading, but comparatively speaking, Yang Kai's situation was undoubtedly dire. If things continued like this, it would not be long before Zhu Feng could kill him on the spot. Zhu Feng had clearly noticed this as well, and pressed forward without mercy, exchanging wound for wound with Yang Kai.
Yang Kai retreated again and again, his throat filled with churning blood, wringing the power from his Small Universe again and again in a desperate struggle. Yet under the suppression of superior strength, such resistance seemed somewhat powerless.
The fight with Zhu Feng had not lasted long, but he could already feel that the power of his Small Universe was nearly exhausted.
Since his ascension to the Open Heaven stage, this had never happened before. His Small Universe's reserves were far deeper than others at the same level. Had the battle not been so intense, the power of his Small Universe would have been more than sufficient, with no signs of exhaustion.
And once his Small Universe was completely drained, he would have no more power of heaven and earth to draw upon, and his status as a seventh-grade Open Heaven cultivator would be nothing but an empty title.
He still had a trump card, but it was his final ace. Once played, it had to settle the matter in one decisive blow—otherwise, both he and Bai Yi would be doomed today.
Therefore, without the right opportunity, in anything short of absolute desperation, he would absolutely not use this trump card.
He considered activating the Purifying Light, but the battle was too fierce—the brief hesitation required to channel the Purifying Light would give his enemy a critical opening.
Against Zhu Feng's frenzied assault, he could only barely hold on, waiting for a favorable chance.
Suddenly, the thrusting Azure Dragon Spear was caught in Zhu Feng's grip. Zhu Feng bared his teeth in a savage grin: "Die, you ant!"
His other hand clenched into a fist and smashed toward Yang Kai.
The massive fist expanded rapidly before his eyes, carrying world-destroying power. Yang Kai hastily abandoned his spear and crossed his arms before his body in a desperate guard.
But in that very instant, a point of golden light suddenly shot in from the flank, arriving in the space between Yang Kai and Zhu Feng in the blink of an eye. The golden light flickered briefly, revealing Bai Yi's small, delicate figure.
This was clearly Bai Yi's escape technique. Yang Kai had noticed it during his repeated pursuits of her before—she could swap positions with the golden light she shot out, achieving an effect similar to teleportation. Though this technique was inferior to true teleportation, it was still remarkably powerful. It was thanks to this peculiar art that she had repeatedly escaped from Yang Kai's clutches.
Bai Yi had been injured by Zhu Feng earlier and had been lying dozens of miles away, her condition unknown. Yang Kai had been completely focused on fighting Zhu Feng, not even having time to check on her.
Never had he expected that she would, at a moment like this, use her escape technique to place herself right between the two of them.
Yang Kai's pupils contracted sharply as he cried out: "No!"
He knew all too well how powerful Zhu Feng's attack was. It was only thanks to his formidable dragon vein body that he had been able to barely endure until now. If a punch like that struck Bai Yi, she would surely perish.
Yang Kai didn't know why Bai Yi had appeared at this position at this moment, but it was clear she intended to use herself as a shield, blocking this unstoppable blow on his behalf.