Rise of the Otherworld.

Chapter 913: Fierce Battle on the Cliff

Zhang Hao clutched the hem of the black-robed guardian's robe tightly. It fluttered in the gust of wind, like a falling battle flag still fluttering, a silent testament to the intensity and cruelty of this life-or-death struggle. The black-robed guardian spun around, his eyes blazing with blood-red flames, filled with undisguised murderous intent, as if he were to devour Zhang Hao alive. Then, he raised his leg and launched a swift, powerful kick at Zhang Hao, the air whirring with a force so powerful it sent shockwaves through the air. Zhang Hao reacted quickly, dodging with a deft sidestep. However, the dodging forced him to loosen his grip on the hem.

The black-robed guardian took advantage of this fleeting moment and turned around to jump off the cliff. The cliff was bottomless and shrouded in mist, as if it was the entrance to hell. Seeing this, Ling Yu was extremely anxious. His body had reacted before his brain could think. Without thinking, he threw the dagger in his hand towards the black-robed guardian. The dagger turned into a cold light in the moonlight, like a meteor across the night sky, with a sound of breaking wind, and flew straight to the back of the black-robed guardian. The black-robed guardian sensed the fatal attack from behind, and his body slightly tilted like an agile cheetah. The dagger narrowly grazed his shoulder, and the sharp blade cut through his clothes, bringing out a trace of blood, and splashing a few drops of dark blood in the night sky.

"You ants, I'll make you pay!" the black-robed guardian roared, his voice filled with rage and resentment, like the roar of a wounded beast. Though he felt resentful, he dared not rashly jump off the cliff again. He knew full well that if he jumped rashly while so seriously injured, he would most likely be crushed to pieces, his soul shattered.

The woman's ankles were still tightly bound by black chains, like a cold python, biting her tightly. She gritted her teeth until they bled, forming hand seals and muttering something, attempting to cast a spell to free herself. The mysterious man and the old man were also busy. A glance between them, their understanding clear, and they joined forces to cast a spell. Rays of light shot out from their hands, like dazzling meteors, hurtling towards the black chains, attempting to destroy them and free the woman.

Zhang Hao steadied himself, his feet as if nailed to the ground, his gaze as resolute as steel as he charged once more at the black-robed guardian. At that moment, a single, unwavering thought seized him: he must not let the black-robed guardian escape. Even at the cost of his own life, he would bring this evil creature to justice. Seeing Zhang Hao charging at him with renewed force, the black-robed guardian sneered cruelly, his hands dancing rapidly like two black bats darting wildly through the night sky. In the blink of an eye, he condensed a ball of black flame, a flame as if emanating from the Netherworld, emitting a chilling aura, and hurled it fiercely at Zhang Hao.

Zhang Hao showed no sign of retreat. He poured all his spiritual energy into his hands, and they instantly shone brightly, as if burning with blazing white flames. He forcibly caught the black flames. As soon as they touched his hands, they burned like a ravenous demon. Piercing pain instantly spread throughout his body, as if countless needles were piercing his palms. But he gritted his teeth, his cheeks puffed out, and he endured the excruciating pain. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead as he pushed the flames back towards the black-robed guardian.

The black-robed guardian had never expected Zhang Hao to respond so decisively. Failed to evade, he was struck by the flames he had unleashed. The flames instantly enveloped him like a vast black cocoon, and he let out a scream of agony that echoed off the cliff edge like the wails of a ghost. However, the black-robed guardian was incredibly tenacious, like an indestructible cockroach. He struggled frantically amidst the flames, then with a powerful wave of his hands, a wave of black energy like a surging undercurrent, dispelling the flames.

While the black-robed guardian was engulfed in flames, Ling Yu quickly scanned the surroundings and spotted a large rock. Without hesitation, he rushed over, grasped the rock with both hands, and threw it at the guardian with all his might. The guardian had barely dispelled the flames, barely recovered from the pain, when a dark shadow flashed before him and the rock struck him hard on the shoulder. With a crack, like the sound of breaking bone, he stumbled and nearly fell to the ground.

At that moment, the woman finally broke free from the black chains. She struggled to her feet, her legs trembling slightly, a lingering trace of pain on her face. But her gaze remained resolute, and she quickly raised her hands, unleashing a powerful freezing spell. Instantly, a chilling aura washed over her, and a wall of ice quickly rose before the black-robed guardian, like an impenetrable fortress, blocking his retreat. The ice wall was crystal clear, gleaming with a cold light in the moonlight, like a prison, trapping the black-robed guardian within.

Trapped between the ice wall and the crowd, the black-robed guardian was like a caged beast. A flash of panic flashed across his eyes, but quickly returned to a fierce, ferocious look. He knew he was trapped, with no way out, so he put all his might into a final struggle. He pressed his hands firmly into the ground, his fingers digging deep into the earth as he muttered something deep and eerie, a call from the depths of hell. The ground began to shake violently, as if the earth were trembling in anger. Black cracks rapidly spread from beneath his palms, extending towards the crowd like spiderwebs. From the cracks, black smoke erupted, swirling and swirling like thick ink. Faintly, hideous faces emerged from the smoke, emitting shrill cries that spoke of endless pain and resentment.

"Everyone be careful! This is his last gasp!" Zhang Hao warned loudly, his voice resounding through the raging wind. Everyone was on high alert, each deploying all their strength to resist. The mysterious man quickly formed seals with his hands, muttering something, and summoned a golden curtain of light. Like a golden shield, it radiated a sacred light, blocking everyone in front of him. The old man frowned, chanting ancient spells, casting a spell of immobilization, attempting to restrict the black-robed guardian's movements. Lingyu and the woman continuously unleashed attacking spells, with beams of light, flames, and icicles hurling themselves at the black-robed guardian. For a moment, light and smoke intertwined, the roar of spells, the shrill cries of Ghost Face, and the shouts of the crowd mingled together, and the entire cliff edge fell into chaos, as if the world had come to an end...

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