Mortal Mirror

Li Ergou looked at the Flesh Monk, his voice incredibly calm as he said, "Stinking monk, instead of staying home to chant scriptures, you insisted on slaughtering innocents for some treasure.

Today, I'll see if you can hold on."

The muscles on the Flesh Monk's face twitched as he retorted, "Insolent brat, daring to spout such arrogant words with mere Foundation Establishment cultivation. Do you truly think you can kill me just because I'm heavily injured?

Hahaha, what a joke! A tiny ant like you, I can crush you with one hand."

Li Ergou snorted, "Alright, today I'll see how you crush me with one hand. Go to hell!"

Li Ergou summoned the Fish Scale Sword and shouted, "Flowing Cloud Drifting Snow!"

The Fish Scale Sword hummed, emitting a brilliant light. Instantly, countless inch-long sword energies condensed in mid-air. In the blink of an eye, over a hundred small swords had materialized within a ten-meter radius around him.

He pointed at the Flesh Monk and said, "Die, bald donkey! Take this!"

The Fish Scale Sword, accompanied by countless small swords, surged towards the monk like a storm.

The Flesh Monk sneered, "Child's play! Watch my Blood Palm of the Asura, Sun-Slaying Palm!"

He struck out with a palm, and the world seemed to change color. A massive palm, several meters in length, crashed down upon the Fish Scale Sword.

Li Ergou moved. He slightly bent his legs, then suddenly exerted force. A deafening roar echoed as the stones beneath his feet shattered, creating a pit several feet deep.

Countless rocks and dirt erupted, flying everywhere. The entire mountain seemed to tremble slightly, collapsing inwards.

Using this immense power, Li Ergou shot into the sky.

Although Flowing Cloud Drifting Snow was powerful, he knew it was only effective against cultivators of the same level. Against a Golden Core Realm expert like the Flesh Monk, it was useless.

Even though the Flesh Monk was severely injured, he was still beyond what Li Ergou's cultivation could handle. So, he had to strike unexpectedly.

Under the cover of Flowing Cloud Drifting Snow, he pulled out the Dragon Slaughtering Pig Knife. As the countless sword energies and the blood palm collided, he bypassed the explosion and arrived before the Flesh Monk.

The Flesh Monk raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised. "Audacious..."

Li Ergou smirked, revealing a sinister smile. "Die!"

Then, he threw a punch, boundless power erupting with it.

The Flesh Monk never expected Li Ergou to be a dual cultivator of both martial arts and magic. Caught off guard, he could only hastily raise a hand to block. Unfortunately, Li Ergou's punch was just a feint.

The real killing move was the Dragon Slaughtering Pig Knife in his hand.

Beneath the shadow of his fist, the pig knife flashed, and a massive black blade aura burst forth, slashing down on the Flesh Monk's outstretched hand.

This strike was unexpected, swift, accurate, and ruthless. The incredibly sharp blade sliced through the air, and a huge arm, complete with hand, went flying.

The Flesh Monk screamed in disbelief, "No! How could this be? Impossible!"

A glimmer of light flashed in Li Ergou's eyes. He had bet correctly, and the Dragon Slaughtering Pig Knife had not disappointed him.

Without wasting words, he swung the pig knife again at the Flesh Monk. Although the Flesh Monk summoned endless qi shields, they couldn't withstand the sharpness of the Dragon Slaughtering Pig Knife.

Li Ergou had truly witnessed the power of the Dragon Slaughtering Pig Knife.

With a soft sound, the thick shield was sliced open like paper by the pig knife. The pig knife plunged straight into the Flesh Monk's body.

Li Ergou exerted force, tearing a huge wound in his body. All of this happened in the blink of an eye.

The Flesh Monk reacted, swinging his other hand, sending Li Ergou's pig knife flying. Then, he struck out with a palm towards Li Ergou's chest.

At this moment, a look of madness appeared in Li Ergou's eyes. Instead of retreating, he advanced, summoning the Xuan Turtle Armor and tensing every muscle, using his body to withstand the full force of the blow.

The Flesh Monk was dumbfounded by this. His pupils constricted, unsure why Li Ergou would do this.

But there was no time to think. His fist crashed into Li Ergou's body, the immense power shattering the Xuan Turtle Armor and landing on him.

Li Ergou felt a massive force enter his body, causing intense pain. Fortunately, his body was tough, and he had tempered a major meridian, making his body even stronger.

Although the Flesh Monk's fist was powerful, he was severely injured, and breaking the Xuan Turtle Armor had exhausted much of his strength.

So, the impact on Li Ergou was not as devastating as imagined.

Li Ergou only felt intense pain in his flesh and blood, but his bones were not seriously damaged. And the next moment, before either he or the Flesh Monk could react.

A figure burst out of his body. It was none other than the Blood Soul Orb.

As soon as it appeared, it burrowed into the Flesh Monk's wounded area, causing the Flesh Monk to widen his eyes, his voice filled with terror for the first time. "What's going on? What is that thing?"

After entering the Flesh Monk's body, the Blood Soul Orb immediately latched onto his bones, beginning to devour his flesh and blood energy.

The Flesh Monk had never encountered such a bizarre event. Enraged, he activated his divine sense, trying to expel the Blood Soul Orb while ordering the Netherspring Toad to deal with Li Ergou.

The toad opened its mouth and shot its tongue at Li Ergou, the tongue like a sharp sword.

A look of ferocity appeared in Li Ergou's eyes. He didn't dodge or evade, allowing the toad's tongue to pierce his flesh. Immediately, he reached out and grabbed the toad's tongue tightly.

Yes, he was trading injury for injury. When it came to ruthlessness, Li Ergou refused to yield to anyone. What kind of pain and suffering hadn't he experienced?

When he got ruthless, he wasn't even afraid of death. Did you think he was afraid of getting hurt?

Only in this way could he seize an opportunity, a chance to control the toad.

The toad struggled violently after Li Ergou grabbed its tongue, but Li Ergou's martial arts training wasn't for nothing. He exerted all his strength, gripping the toad's tongue tightly.

Then, his powerful divine sense surged out, pressing down on the Netherspring Toad and the Flesh Monk. The terrifying pressure caused the Flesh Monk to become confused and terrified.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he moved his divine sense again, and the black ring on his finger suddenly expanded, instantly transforming into countless foot-long black hairs. These black hairs were incredibly strong and sharp.

This was the Demonic Hair that Li Ergou had refined in the Divine Demon Grotto. Who would have thought it would come in handy in such an unexpected way?

As soon as they appeared, they instantly enveloped the Flesh Monk and the Netherspring Toad.

Countless hair tips pierced into the Flesh Monk's body. Already severely injured and having lost an arm, the Flesh Monk's martial qi was leaking, and his body was no longer indestructible.

The hairs burrowed into his flesh, and the Flesh Monk, attacked from the inside by the Blood Soul Orb and from the outside by the hairs, couldn't help but let out a painful wail.