Chapter 696 – Fighting Mo Yu One (2/2)

In the past, Li Qingshan rarely ever used his mirror clone in battle. He would only let his mirror clone launch a sneak attack at critical times, as the mirror clone was far too weak. It could basically withstand a single strike or two at most, and in intense battles, he had to concentrate and not split his focus.

But right now, after Li Qingshan reached Daemon Commander, the two problems had both been resolved. First, his mirror clone was no longer so feeble. It benefited from Li Qingshan’s increase in strength. Furthermore, Li Qingshan’s soul sense had become much more powerful, enough to control two bodies at the same time in battle.

As a result, the mirror clone could finally fight alongside him!

The phoenix wings and wings of wind unfurled at the same time, and Li Qingshan and his mirror clone set off together, attacking Mo Yu from the sky and the lake.

Mo Yu unfurled a pair of pitch-black, feathered wings, but the wings were not like the wings of birds. Instead, it seemed to be layered together with shadows, extending rapidly through the night sky. In the blink of an eye, the wings had reached over a hundred meters across as if they wanted to shroud the entire sky. An ominous feeling filled them.

Black feathers drifted about and left behind black streaks. When the wings enveloped them, the aquatic life in the lakewater all died. Mo Yu stared straight at Li Qingshan as his black pupils flowed like liquid, filling his eyes and replacing all of his eye whites. It was eerie and terrifying.

Gaze of Death!

Li Qingshan halted, and a frigid coldness immediately penetrated his skin, seeping through his organs and straight into his soul.

If someone could see Li Qingshan’s “flames of life”, then they would have seen the flames flicker violently and dim slightly. Mo Yu’s innate abilities truly were strange. They could ignore the enemy’s speed, strength, and defence and directly attack them.

Last time, Li Qingshan had suffered under this move. Even with his ever-burning flames of the phoenix, he had almost struggled to endure it. If Gu Yanying had not suddenly appeared and brought the Dragon King of Ink Sea’s order of “stop where you should”, he basically would have been in life-threatening danger.

This time, Mo Yu used his full strength right from the start, so how could Li Qingshan still stand a chance?

Li Qingshan gradually slowed down, stopping in front of Mo Yu in the end. His face was completely sheet-white, and his heart seemed to stop beating. Even the blazing phoenix wings behind him had dimmed. Having lost the control of his will, his mirror clone was like a puppet with broken strings, collapsing into the surface of the lake.

Mo Yu said as he resided in the centre of the darkness, “You have become stronger, but to me, it means nothing. Do you really think that you can decide when you will die? When I said you would die, I didn’t mean some time in the future. I meant right now.”

As he said that, his shadowy wings suddenly extended and enveloped Li Qingshan like two pitch-black hands. Mo Yu made his way across a path paved from shadows towards Li Qingshan. Facing the immobilised Li Qingshan, he only needed a gentle swing of his hand to behead him, but he failed to notice the corner of Li Qingshan’s lips curl slightly. Even if he noticed it, he would have only believed it to be twitching out of despair on the verge of death.

The power of death was invading Li Qingshan’s body endlessly, wanting to sever his life force. However, never had his flames of life been so powerful before. The phoenix was no longer the phoenix the spirit turtle suppressed either.

The daemon core spun about and sent streams of warmth through his body, purging the coldness of death. This was the unending power of the phoenix.

Mo Yu arrived in front of Li Qingshan and was prepared to swing his hand and behead him when his body suddenly sank. A force tugged him downwards, immediately alarming him.

A fist coiled with black cracks was already in his face. Mo Yu was taken aback as if he did not even have the opportunity to use his teleportation ability. The fist smashed viciously into his corpse-like face.