“…Qie, 20 rolls. And deliver the items over to Tian Cheng.”
(You got it, *-laoban!)
As the gacha interface appears, Long Hua smashes the 20-roll button, while drawing Bai Zhe from his storage pouch.
Simultaneously, the White Serpent King raises its right arm, and closes its hand slightly.
In response to the White Serpent King’s gesture, the droplets of mercurous liquid near it, come together and form a sword that is similar to Bai Zhe.
Turning to Tian Cheng, who has already summoned out her dummy units, Long Hua says—
“Pin that surnamed Wang down. Since he’s nourishment, I’ll be sure to devour him later.”
“Understood. Shall I assist master with the White Serpent King after?”
Towards Tian Cheng’s question, Long Hua shakes his head. The only way to truly convince the White Serpent King to submit to him would be to defeat it in a one-on-one battle; receiving outside help would be meaningless.
“…?!”
Turning towards the two’s direction in alarm, Wang Bei Mu, who is forced to catch up to the situation, immediately begins to distance himself, however—
*Bak!* as electric energy erupts from the joints of the dummy units, Wang Bei Mu is quickly surrounded by them.
“…”
Opening her eyes, and turning towards Wang Bei Mu, a black assault rifle with a laser scope attached to it—appears in Tian Cheng’s hand.
Looking at the assault rifle, a pleased smile appears on Tian Cheng’s face. It’s been a while since she last used a firearm-type Spirit Armament.
“…”
[Now then, shall we begin?]
As the creator of this world asks this, Long Hua takes one step forward, and closes the distance between the White Serpent King and himself.
*Klang! Klang! Klang!* in the span of a single second, the two exchange more than 30 hits with one another.
*Klang!* deflecting the White Serpent King’s sword, Long Hua immediately seizes this chance to slash the former on the chest.
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As Bai Zhe slices across the White Serpent King’s chest with a bit of resistance, Long Hua can’t help but look at the stiff expression that is on the former’s face.
“…”
“…?”
Momentarily, this stiff expression turns into an eerie smile that can only be described as forced—demonstrating the White Serpent King as an artificial entity that has never performed a single human-like act in its life.
“Uh…!”
As Bai Zhe exits its body, the divided halves of the White Serpent King merge back together, and without wasting any time, it immediately slashes back at Long Hua!
*Chi! Chi! Chi!* activating his Sword Armor, Long Hua receives the attack, causing sparks to fly between the White Serpent King’s blade and his left arm!
“Tch!”
Clicking his tongue, Long Hua pushes back the White Serpent King’s sword with his left hand, and—
“Flowers within the Mist!”
As flower petals manifest with every slash performed, Long Hua shrouds the White Serpent King with it, as he mercilessly divides its body into pieces!
Eventually, all that remained of the White Serpent King were droplets of mercurous liquid. However—
“Uh…!”
In the blink of an eye, the droplets of mercurous liquid reforms the White Serpent King’s body, and with this reformation, four scythe-like arms protrude from the former’s back.
With a crazed smile on its face, the White Serpent King lunges the four scythes forward!
“Impervious to a thousand blades!”
Activating his Sword Armor fully to cover every inch of his body, Long Hua receives the attack, and upon sliding backwards by six feet—
*Pah!* the Sword Armor shatters.
“…”
Maintaining its crazed smile, the White Serpent King approaches Long Hua—while two of its scythe-like arms fused together, forming a colossal blade.
As the White Serpent King slashes with this colossal blade, the arm—that is a part of it, lengthens itself, allowing the weapon to cover more ground!
“Emperor, mortal realm’s greatest authority.”
Unleashing the full extent of his killing intent, while also performing five Martial Emperor’s Steps, Long Hua forms a fist with his left hand.
“Mountain, mortal realm’s most immovable mass.”
Rotating the Immortal Suppression Palm, Long Hua’s left arm darkens. At the same time, he also shrouds his fist in sword Qi—prior to hitting the incoming blade head-on!
*Boom!!!* as soon as his fist clashes with the colossal blade, the force behind the weapon causes Long Hua to grit his teeth, as the entirety of his left arm turns numb!
Pushed back by another six feet, Long Hua’s left arm dangles freely—seemingly having been dislocated.
“This damn bastard…”
Stabbing Bai Zhe into the ground, Long Hua takes out a healing pill from his storage pouch, and shoves it into his mouth without swallowing it.
Spewing out a long breath, Long Hua rotates the Tranquil Heart Incantation—causing his eyes to give off a blue glow, as he takes hold of Bai Zhe once more.
In the same instance, the White Serpent King merges its second pair of scythe-like arms into a blade of the same scale as the first.
(I need to make this thing submit to me. But even if I cut it into a thousand pieces, it can reform its body effortlessly. Does it even feel pain when it’s cut?)
Accessing his opponent with a solemn expression on his face, Long Hua approaches it, and avoids exchanging a direct hit with its twin blades.
As cuts upon cuts pile onto the White Serpent King’s body—with it showing no signs of discomfort other than irritation, in not being able to keep up with his movement; Long Hua concludes that it doesn’t possess the ability to sense pain, making matters more difficult.