Zi Chen had just taken a few steps forward when he suddenly stopped. He cautiously stared ahead, a trace of shock gradually appearing in his eyes.
A bright light flew out from the Bamboo King in front of him, heading straight for the black-robed man.
The black-robed man stood up again.
Blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, his robes were tattered, and he looked very miserable. However, his aura was growing stronger.
Not only did he not die, he was even better off.
"Your attack is not bad. If it was somewhere else, perhaps I would really be dead.
But here, I am invincible. "
The black-robed man smiled coldly at Zi Chen and said, "I see that you have used up all your strength. Do you still want to stall for time?
I can give you time. After all, I need some time to recover to my peak. "
This was the most difficult opponent that Zi Chen had ever faced. He, who was already exhausted, did not say anything and directly used the Recovery Technique.
Flames ignited around his body, and his endless potential began to be stimulated.
"Directly devouring this Bamboo King that can't resist is indeed meaningless. I'll just use you as an appetizer. After killing you, I'll eat it."
The black-robed man smiled faintly and said, "Use whatever means you have."
Sensing the power of recovery, Zi Chen did not hesitate and once again activated the black staff. At the same time, a staff appeared in his left hand, which was formed from energy.
The two combined, and the Soul Weapon began to tremble. A powerful aura surged out.
The staff fell, and the world suddenly brightened. The black-robed man's body flew backwards again, and blood streaked across the sky.
The black-robed man laughed, "Not bad, interesting. Let's continue."
After rolling on the ground and standing up again, he found that Zi Chen had actually put away the black staff. He smiled and asked, "Are you resigned to your fate?"
During this time, energy constantly flew out from the Bamboo King and was forcibly absorbed by the black-robed man.
Mysterious and unfathomable.
Resigned to his fate was impossible. Zi Chen, whose body was burning with flames, reached out his hand and drew in the air. The tip of the brush bloomed, and Zi Chen used the Heaven and Earth Brush.
This was his strongest move. If this move didn't work, then he would really die here today.
A crack appeared, and the entire space seemed to be split into two, extending forward.
The smile on the black-robed man's face froze. He felt a sense of danger.
He let out a loud shout as he rapidly made a series of hand seals with both hands. Countless soul lights converged in front of him, forming the head of a beast.
It looked like a Soul Devouring Beast. It opened its bloody mouth and pounced forward.
Whoosh!
When the Soul-devouring Beast's head met Zi Chen's attack, it was instantly split into two. Then, the light continued forward and swept past the black-robed man's body.
Boundless black light suddenly erupted from the other party's body. However, the other party's body did not split into two as Zi Chen had expected.
Zi Chen's expression changed. He had actually failed.
He took a step forward, and the earth trembled. Another stroke descended.
He clearly felt that this stroke was strenuous.
The power that had just been restored by the Recovery Technique was once again consumed by him.
Another stroke was drawn forward. The power was slightly weaker than the previous one, but it was still terrifying. It had the power to cut through space.
The black-robed man stood in place without moving, but the hand seals in his hand were faster. A huge black vortex appeared behind him, and a torrent of power flew out from the Bamboo King's body and was absorbed by him.
Zi Chen had consumed a lot of energy, and the other party's injuries were extremely serious. At the moment, he was maintaining his life.
It could be said that both of them were wearing each other down. It was just a matter of who could last until the last moment.
Zi Chen's attack arrived and landed on the black-robed man's body. The black light continued to bloom. The black-robed man's body swayed, but this time, he was still not cut open.
Zi Chen, who was in front, also swayed. He really felt the danger. He clenched his teeth and coughed out a mouthful of blood. The blood condensed in front of him and did not dissipate. Zi Chen's hand mysteriously touched the blood and made another stroke.
In addition to his own power, there was also his own blood essence.
After the stroke landed, Zi Chen's body fell. This time, he really had no power. His face was as pale as paper, and he resigned himself to fate.
The blood-red attack flew forward rapidly.
The black-robed man, who was also unstable, laughed loudly when he saw Zi Chen fall. "It seems that the one who will die is still you!"
He was confident that he could block the power of Zi Chen's stroke. Moreover, he was full of confidence.
The hand seals in his hand flew up again, and the speed at which he devoured the Bamboo King's energy became even faster.
The blood-red stroke approached. The black-robed man's complacent laughter resounded through the entire space.
Zi Chen was already in despair.
Suddenly, the black-robed man's laughter came to an abrupt end. The blood-red stroke directly pierced through his body.
It was split into two.
The weak and despairing Zi Chen widened his eyes as he looked in front of him in disbelief. The moment his attack landed, he saw the energy surging out of the Bamboo King's body suddenly stop.
After losing the supply of energy, the black-robed man was no longer able to maintain his life in danger. Therefore, he was no longer able to block Zi Chen's attack.
Zi Chen was stunned. He did not know what was going on.
The black-robed man slowly turned his body. He did not dare to make the slightest movement because he was worried that his body would be split into two.
"It's you, you bastard. You still have consciousness?"
The black-robed man said. However, he no longer had the strength to shout loudly. His life force was fading away, and death was imminent.
A face appeared on the Bamboo King's body. It glanced at the black-robed man and said, "I still have a trace of consciousness left. I can't stop your devouring, but I can stop it for a moment."
"You … you bastard."
The black-robed man's facial features began to distort. He was extremely furious, but his voice was still weak and powerless.
This was like the straw that broke the camel's back. It was fine as long as it came in time.
At this moment, the black-robed man's anger was like a torrential wave. However, it was useless. In his current state, he was no longer able to devour the Bamboo King's power.
Although the Bamboo King was unable to affect him, he clearly did not want to die here. He planned to escape. After all, he was from the Soul Devouring Clan. As long as his soul was not destroyed, he would be able to be reborn.
Right at this moment, he heard a sharp whistling sound coming from behind him.
When he turned his head, he saw a ray of light arriving before him. It was Zi Chen's Sacred Talisman Brush.
He directly threw it out.
The tip of the brush was like an arrow. It directly pierced into the black-robed man's forehead. His soul that did not have time to escape dissipated.
The brush mysteriously pierced into his forehead. The black-robed man's body fell backwards. When he landed, his body separated.
He was dead. He could not be more dead.
Zi Chen stood in the distance. At this moment, the Flames of Recovery were still burning on his body.
The battle had lasted for so long. Although he had won, it was only by luck. If others were to enter, it would be a complete harvest.