Chapter 150: Desperate Situation
"How is this possible?"
Yan stared at the scene in disbelief, his eyes nearly bulging from their sockets.
He couldn't accept this fact—his all-out attack had had absolutely no effect!
He had always been confident in his own strength, especially his second spirit skill, one of his signature killer moves.
Yet, at this moment, the blazing hellfire seemed to have met its nemesis. Not only did it fail to inflict the slightest damage on the enemy, it was easily devoured by the seemingly fragile Blue Silver Grass!
Seeing this, Yan felt a surge of frustration and confusion.
Normally, a plant-based spirit like Blue Silver Grass should have a natural fear of fire!
So why was this strange situation occurring?
Could it be that the opponent's spirit wasn't Blue Silver Grass at all?
But upon closer inspection, Yan discovered that, aside from a slightly different color, its form and aura were identical to ordinary Blue Silver Grass.
What was going on?
Yan racked his brains, but could not figure it out.
However, the Blue Silver Grass paid no heed to his thoughts, continuing its astonishing swiftness as it swept towards Yan.
Just as Tang San was about to press on and eliminate Yan once and for all, something unexpected happened.
Two flashes of cold light flashed, and two incredibly sharp blades pierced the air like lightning, instantly severing the Blue Silver Grass that attacked Yan.
A closer look revealed that it was the demonic spirit hidden within the red mist that had struck.
In its hands, it wielded a pair of glowing crimson moon blades, its form moving with ghostly ease through the Blue Silver vines.
Each swing of the moon blades evoked a dazzling display of light and shadow, accompanied by the crackling of vast swathes of Blue Silver Grass.
Before long, the demonic spirit had completely purged the Blue Silver vines that had once surged towards the Spirit Hall team with such force and force.
The entire arena suddenly emptied, leaving only the tense confrontation between the two sides.
Seeing his attack parried, Tang San felt a pang of regret.
He had hoped to catch the opponent off guard and eliminate several of them.
After all, the Blue Silver Grass, imbued with the power of the Asura God, was utterly unafraid of flames!
This was precisely why he had the confidence to face Yan's terrifying Hellfire head-on.
However, he hadn't anticipated Yao Mei's swift reaction.
Seeing the Hellfire was useless against him, she decisively attacked.
However, upon seeing Yan's bewilderment, he couldn't help but sneer, "There are no useless spirits, only useless spirit masters! As a fire-attributed spirit master who can't even handle a few strands of Blue Silver Grass, how can you claim to be the Golden Generation?"
"You..."
Hearing this, Yan trembled with rage. He was about to open his mouth to argue, but Yao Mei interrupted him, "Yan, hold your nerve. There seems to be something wrong with this kid right now!"
Following Yao Mei's gaze, he saw Tang San's eyes glowing slightly red, a look filled with coldness and ruthlessness.
Feeling the chill emanating from Tang San, even Xie Yue, now fused within the demonic body, couldn't help but feel alert, a surge of unease washing over him.
Seeing this, Yan was momentarily bewildered, but quickly realized what was happening.
Tang San had already exhausted his spirit power before this moment.
He knew this all too well.
Yet, Tang San before him showed no signs of exhaustion at all; instead, he appeared energetic and full of fighting spirit, which made him wary.
Furthermore, the Hellfire, which was supposed to have a counteractive effect on the Blue Silver Grass, was surprisingly devoured.
This unusual phenomenon astonished him.
For a moment, he couldn't comprehend the reason, only suspecting that Tang San must have employed some untold trick!
"What? Could it be that the mighty Spirit Hall team would fear a single person like me?"
Just then, Tang San's slightly mocking voice rang out again.
His lips curled slightly, his eyes gleaming with confidence, as if he didn't even take Yan and the others seriously.
Seeing Xie Yue and the others appearing timid, Tang San couldn't help but sneer.
Hearing Tang San's unabashed provocation, Yan's expression instantly darkened.
He clenched his teeth, clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into his palms.
A surge of intense anger surged within him, causing his breathing to become rapid.
"Boy, don't be so arrogant! Even if your Blue Silver Grass isn't afraid of fire, so what? Can you really defeat our entire team?"
Yan roared, his voice booming like thunder in the air.
His eyes widened, his gaze fixed on Tang San fiercely, as if he wanted to devour him alive.
At this moment, Yan had only one thought in mind: to make this arrogant fellow pay!
"Haha!! I hope you won't beg for mercy on your knees later!"
With this sneer, Tang San's icy gaze pierced Xie Yue and the others like a sharp sword.
He quickly formed hand seals with his hands and whispered, "Fourth Spirit Skill: Blue Silver Prison!"
Instantly, Xie Yue and the others felt a movement beneath their feet. Then, dozens of thick Blue Silver vines burst forth from the ground, like a pack of ferocious venomous snakes, swooping down towards them with bared fangs and claws.
In the next second, these vines intertwined and entwined, forming a massive, sturdy cage that tightly trapped Xie Yue and the others.
Seeing this, the demonic spirit unhesitatingly raised its gleaming, cold Moon Blade and slashed fiercely at the cage.
However, to its immense astonishment, the incredibly sharp Moon Blade failed to leave the slightest mark on the cage, as if striking an indestructible plate of steel.
"Don't waste your energy! With your strength, there's no way you can break the Blue Silver Cage!"
Tang San said coldly, his lips curling slightly in a sneer of disdain.
However, despite Tang San's taunts, Xie Yue and the others showed no sign of retreat.
They gritted their teeth and unleashed their most powerful attacks, frantically bombarding the cage before them.
For a moment, a dazzling array of lights flashed and intertwined, and powerful energy waves continuously impacted the surrounding space, but the Blue Silver Cage remained as stable as a rock, showing no sign of cracking.
"How boring! If that's the case, then let me end this meaningless match!"
Seeing that everyone ignored his words, Tang San no longer wanted to waste time.
He knew that if he continued to delay, once the power of the Shura God within him faded, he would be in extreme danger.
After all, this powerful force was not infinite, but had a strict time limit.
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