Chapter 202: Ten-Year Agreement
"He's not dead!"
Looking at Qian Daoliu who reappeared as if intact, Mo Hui—still in the form of Mega Pidgeot—couldn't help but reveal a trace of bitterness.
That last attack had been his strongest, a fusion of right time, right place, and peak state. Even with everything aligned, it failed to harm Qian Daoliu. Could he really defeat him?
In mid-air, Qian Daoliu continued to look at Mo Hui with admiration and said,
"If I were on the ground and had taken that attack, even if I didn't die, I would have been seriously injured. But unfortunately for you, we're high in the sky."
He had lived so long, yet only Mo Hui had ever forced him into such a desperate situation—even Tang Chen and Poseidon had never done so.
"Stop talking nonsense. If you still want to fight, then fight!"
At the same time, Mo Hui quickly adjusted his mindset. Although Qian Daoliu's strength had far exceeded expectations, in this space, his Mega Pidgeot fusion form wasn't inferior.
Even if it became a war of attrition, Mo Hui had no fear. Here, soul power wasn't a concern, and if injured, Yu Qi could heal him.
"Very well. Let's continue!" Qian Daoliu nodded.
The angel phantom reappeared behind him—bigger and more dazzling than before.
Then, Qian Daoliu merged with the angel phantom, and it became almost real. The angel waved its long sword, three pairs of wings beating rapidly, turning into a golden stream of light rushing at the colossal Mega Pidgeot.
In response, Mega Pidgeot—over a hundred meters long—beat its wings and transformed into a green stream of light, meeting Qian Daoliu head-on.
The golden and green lights clashed again and again across the space, bursting into fierce explosions and powerful aftershocks.
"Bang!"
After another violent collision, Qian Daoliu laughed heartily,
"Exhilarating! Truly exhilarating! I never thought I'd experience such a battle in my lifetime!"
This was the kind of battle he had always longed for. Unfortunately, due to the nature of Spirit Masters, not even Tang Chen or Poseidon had given him this kind of feeling.
"You dare get distracted during a fight with me?"
Just as Qian Daoliu was slightly distracted, Mega Pidgeot accelerated once more. Green edges appeared along its wings, and it slashed through the angel's body several times.
In an instant, golden blood gushed from the angel phantom, and its light dimmed noticeably.
"Angel Cage!"
But Qian Daoliu reacted quickly, using Angel Cage to trap both himself and Mega Pidgeot.
"Haha! I've finally caught you!"
Qian Daoliu was visibly excited. Mega Pidgeot had far superior speed, and had it not lingered to deliver those hits, Qian Daoliu wouldn't have stood a chance.
"Sword of Judgment!"
He immediately slashed at Mega Pidgeot with his sword.
Normally, Mega Pidgeot could easily dodge this move, but now it was confined within the angel cage—there was no room to escape.
Seeing this, Mo Hui's eyes lit up. He instantly converted Mega Pidgeot's wings into fists and used a rare close-range skill:
Storm Fist!
A golden sword light came slashing down like divine judgment, almost slicing Mega Pidgeot in half.
But just as Qian Daoliu struck, his expression changed—his sword had hit nothing but air. There was no sense of contact.
At that moment, Mo Hui's Storm Fist landed heavily on the angel phantom's body.
The angel was sent flying and crashed into the walls of the angel cage. A massive tornado erupted and surrounded the angel.
Mo Hui used this opportunity—relying on the force of the Delta airflow and the raging storm—to break free from the angel cage and return to the space beyond.
He looked down at his own injuries, his face turning grim.
That attack had been made in wind-incarnation form—he should have been immune to it.
But the Angel Domain possessed purifying and soul power-melting properties. When Qian Daoliu fused completely with the angel phantom, those effects were naturally passed to his soul skills. That's why Mega Pidgeot was still injured.
Fortunately, the injury wasn't serious. Thanks to the wind-incarnation's 90% damage reduction and Yu Qi's specialized healing, the wound didn't matter much.
At the same time, the angel phantom broke through the second stage of Mo Hui's Storm Fist and floated upward once more.
It now emitted waves of holy white light, rapidly healing its wounds. In the blink of an eye, the injuries caused by Mega Pidgeot were nearly gone.
Seeing this, Mo Hui once again prepared for battle.
But to his surprise, Qian Daoliu shook his head and said,
"There's no need to fight anymore. It's meaningless."
Qian Daoliu had already seen clearly: the Delta airflow was converting wind-attribute energy into soul power. Unless he could drain the entire space of wind energy, Mo Hui's soul power was effectively unlimited here.
And Mo Hui's healing abilities had just shattered any illusion that he could be worn down.
Qian Daoliu understood—though he was stronger, it was impossible to kill Mo Hui, or even capture him.
"Hmph! You say stop fighting, so we just stop? You think that's realistic right now?"
Mo Hui sneered at his words.
He had almost killed the Spirit Hall's worshiper and exposed his terrifying strength. There was no way Spirit Hall would just let him walk away.
Qian Daoliu replied,
"That's why I want to make an agreement—with both sides swearing by their own gods. How about it?"
"Swear by gods?"
Mo Hui instantly realized how serious this was. After all, in this world, gods are real.
"Yes."
Qian Daoliu nodded,
"For the next ten years, neither Spirit Hall nor its affiliated forces will attack you or your loved ones by any means.
Likewise, you may not attack Spirit Hall or any of its forces. If either side breaks this pact, they will be punished by the gods.
After ten years, we'll send someone to challenge you again. The losing side will submit to the winner's will. Deal?"
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