Ma Hongjun unleashed another Phoenix Fire Wire, aiming once more at the approaching agility-type Spirit Ancestor, who had already dodged his previous strike.
However, this female Spirit Master proved highly agile, effortlessly evading his long-range attack again.
Seeing her rapidly closing the distance, Lin Jie motioned for Ma Hongjun to stop his attacks. As a key member guarding the backline, Ma Hongjun couldn't afford to stray far from Ning Rongrong and Oscar.
Lin Jie had initially planned to let the others handle it themselves, but with the enemy approaching so quickly, he had no choice but to step in.
Lightning surged forth. The thunderwhip snapped into motion.
The moment the agility-type Spirit Ancestor stepped into enemy territory alone, her fate was already sealed.
Meanwhile, over on the other battlefield, the clash between Zhu Zhuqing and Zhu Zhuyun had reached a brief pause after exchanging over a dozen strikes.
"Zhuqing, I didn't expect your strength to grow so much. But this is where it ends.
Third Spirit Ability: Hell Fantasy!"
As Zhu Zhuyun spoke, a purple Spirit Ring lit beneath her. A wave of purple energy instantly engulfed her entire body and spread outward, wrapping Zhu Zhuqing within its aura.
Immediately, Zhu Zhuqing found herself in a surreal state. Countless illusory figures began to appear before her eyes, disorienting her perception.
Just as one of those illusions was about to land a blow, a red light suddenly flashed from within Zhu Zhuqing. A cool energy coursed through her body, snapping her back to clarity.
"An illusion… this is an illusion," she muttered, realizing the truth.
"Impossible! You actually—" Zhu Zhuyun's voice trembled with disbelief as she watched Zhu Zhuqing instantly break free of her third Spirit Ability's illusionary control.
"Nothing is impossible.
Third Spirit Ability: Hell Demon Slash."
Zhu Zhuqing wouldn't let such an opening slip away. Her own purple Spirit Ring flared, and a gleaming, pitch-black energy blade condensed in her hand. In a flash, she lunged toward Zhu Zhuyun, the energy blade already inches away from its target.
Though shaken, Zhu Zhuyun still reacted quickly, her claws countering Zhu Zhuqing's attack.
Unfortunately for her, Zhu Zhuqing's Hell Demon Slash carried extraordinary force, and in that instant, she had also accelerated to her maximum speed—speed was power.
Slash—!
A sharp, skin-splitting sound rang out as several crimson gashes appeared on Zhu Zhuyun's arm.
This was still after she managed to partially block it. Otherwise, it would've been far worse.
Feeling the sting from her wounds, Zhu Zhuyun's expression darkened. She had never imagined she'd be the first to bleed.
Clutching her bleeding arm, her gaze turned icy. No longer holding back, she unleashed her full Spirit Power.
A purple ring lit up.
"Fourth Spirit Ability: Hell Slash."
As she spoke, an eerie, pitch-black blade of energy formed around her claw. Its ominous aura was enough to send chills down anyone's spine.
Zhu Zhuqing didn't hesitate. She responded with her own claws and instantly vanished from her spot.
Zhu Zhuyun followed suit the moment Zhu Zhuqing disappeared.
Once more, the two graceful figures collided in mid-air, blades and claws flying in a flurry of deadly strikes—no mercy, every move aimed for the kill.
—
Meanwhile, Lin Jie's lightning had already reached the rapidly approaching agility-type Spirit Ancestor.
Though this female Spirit Master had proven fast enough to dodge Ma Hongjun's Phoenix Fire Wire, against Lin Jie—whose specialty was speed—she was clearly outmatched.
As soon as she entered within thirty meters of Lin Jie, he shot forward like a streak of light. Even before his body arrived, his lightning-charged whip had already lashed out toward her.
Still, this agility-type Spirit Master wasn't weak. With Spirit Power at Rank 44, and under the buffs of two support-type teammates, her speed had reached an incredible level.
With a quick sidestep, she narrowly evaded Lin Jie's lightning whip.
But dodging the whip was one thing—dodging Lin Jie himself was another matter.
"When the thunder roars, your fate is already sealed."
Suddenly, a voice echoed in her mind.
Before she could even process it, a figure appeared right before her.
She instinctively halted and immediately launched an attack.
But unfortunately for her, her target was Lin Jie—not someone you could hit so easily.
Whoosh—!
Just as she attacked, Lin Jie flashed to the side, her strike hitting nothing but air.
"Let me ask you something…
Do all big-breasted women lack brains?"
Lin Jie's voice rang out again.
The moment those words landed, the female Spirit Master flew into a rage. With a glare, she lashed out with a powerful roundhouse kick aimed at Lin Jie's head.
He calmly tilted his head to the side, avoiding the leg that was easily over 1.2 meters long, and pressed a lightning-charged palm against her body.
Zap—!
The strike landed cleanly.
But instead of a paralyzing or lethal shock, what she felt was a tingly, almost numbing sensation—like low-frequency electrotherapy.
Her eyes widened.
She had thought Lin Jie was using a deadly lightning attack. She hadn't anticipated he'd be so fast—not even she, an agility-type Spirit Ancestor, could follow his movements. And now, his palm was resting against her body.
Yet, she felt no real discomfort.
Recovering quickly, she raised her leg again and lashed out, this time with full force.
If this hit, she believed Lin Jie would at least be seriously injured—if not dead. And at such close range, she was confident he couldn't dodge.
But that was her assumption.
Lin Jie raised his hand and caught her leg at the ankle.
In that moment, the Spirit Master froze.
"You messing with me right now?"
Lin Jie's voice turned cold.
Seriously? An agility-type Spirit Ancestor charged into Shrek's backline—by herself—against him, a Spirit Master with a ten-thousand-year Spirit Ring, and used nothing but basic martial arts?
Was this a joke?
"Messing with you?
You'll find out soon enough whether I'm serious."
Her voice was cold and unwavering.
—
Back on the frontlines—
Just as Dai Mubai's White Tiger Intense Light Wave struck Dai Weisi, who was still bound in Blue Silver Grass, a burst of golden-red light exploded outward.
BOOM—!
The Blue Silver Grass shattered.
But just as it broke apart, Dai Mubai's beam still managed to hit Dai Weisi squarely.
Dai Weisi, now fully powered up using White Tiger Vajra Transformation, didn't even flinch. Instead of dodging, he retaliated with a White Tiger Light Wave of his own.
BOOM—!
The clash of Spirit Power created a massive shockwave. Dai Weisi was thrown backward by nearly ten meters. Though largely uninjured, he had expended considerable energy using multiple Spirit Abilities in quick succession. His breathing had begun to grow heavier.
Tang San frowned slightly. He hadn't expected Dai Weisi to break free of the Blue Silver Grass so easily. But then again, Dai Weisi was at Rank 49—nearly at the Spirit King level. That much strength made sense.
As Dai Weisi broke free, Tang San and Dai Mubai exchanged a glance—they knew exactly what the other was thinking.
However, by now, the agility-type Spirit Ancestor reinforcement from the Star Luo backline had arrived.
With Spirit Power at Rank 43, joining forces with Dai Weisi at Rank 49, they were a formidable duo.
Facing this, Tang San and Dai Mubai both looked grim. Two-on-two against such opponents didn't leave them with much of a chance.
But years of intense training had forged their perfect synergy.
With just a glance from Tang San, Dai Mubai moved.
His purple Spirit Ring rose, his muscles bulged, and golden light swirled around him.
Fourth Spirit Ability—White Tiger Meteor Shower!
Tang San acted even faster. A purple Spirit Ring flared on his body as he funneled Spirit Power into his fourth Spirit Ability—Blue Silver Prison.
In an instant, both Dai Weisi and the incoming agility-type Spirit Master were trapped within a forest of razor-sharp, binding vines.