The Eight-Gods Annihtion had a total of only eight forms, as the name implied. The name Eight-Gods me also stemmed from his mastery of this technique. The first four forms of the Eight-Gods Annihtion belonged to the Ice Extreme Technique, their might roughly equivalent to an upper Emperor Level.
Thest four forms, however, were of the Fire Extreme Technique, elevating their power to the level of a Saint. Previously, Eight-Gods me had wielded the First Form and the Third Form of the Eight-Gods Annihtion with a tentative heart, yet they hadn’t caused even the slightest effect on Sun Wukong. This was the greatest blow to Eight-Gods me.
Considering himself a dignified Aquatic Tribe Leader, at the midst of Saint level and a rare match within the Extreme Northern Ice Field, he had garnered great fame with the Eight-Gods Annihtion he practiced. And yet today, having executed three forms, he hadn’t even touched a single hair on his opponent.
This filled Eight-Gods me with towering rage, prompting him to unleash the Fourth Form—Extreme Fire Red me Kill—right after the Third Form.
Although Eight-Gods me was of the Aquatic Tribe and born with the congenital Cold Water King’s body, theoretically, he should only be capable of practicing Water System or Ice System Spells. However, Eight-Gods me, blessed with unique talent, had cultivated the Ice System to its utmost limit and eventually mastered the Fire System as well.
In Eight-Gods me’s own words, it was ’extreme ice birthing fire.’ Therefore, his Ice System Spellster became a secondary focus, with the Fire System bing his main expertise. Possessing the extremes of both icy cold and scorching heat made him a once-in-a-millennium supergenius of the Aquatic Tribe, the bearer of the Azure me, Eight-Gods me!
As soon as the Fifth Form of the Eight-Gods Annihtion was executed, Sun Wukong’s heart suddenly grew vignt—the attack from his opponent evoked an intense sense of threat within him. In that moment, Sun Wukong dared not be negligent. It appeared that his opponent was now truly fired up, and any carelessness might lead to severe injury. This was something Sun Wukong did not wish to face.
The Fifth Form of the Eight-Gods Annihtion—Extreme Fire Red me Kill—was already in motion. But Sun Wukong suddenly paused, for he had clearly seen Eight-Gods me’s hands gather an extremely terrifying Fire System energy, yet after its release, it disappeared without a trace. Could it be, could it be a failed Spell? Impossible, how could someone of his level make such a basic error?
Could it be trickery?
Just then, Sun Wukong felt a sharp pain in his back. Without time to think, he fully unleashed the power of his Wind Fire Wheels and instantly darted to the left. He narrowly dodged the attack, only to see a blinding streak of fire ze through his former position, leaving charred marks in the space it passed. Was this me truly this dread-inspiring?
But when Sun Wukong had just dodged the first attack and his posture had not yet stabilized, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly spotted a sh of fire to his right. His current awkward stance made it impossible to dodge the new attack with the Wind Fire Wheels. Left with no choice, Sun Wukong managed to pivot and swept his Golden Hoop in front of him.
With a "whoosh," the sh of fire was deflected by Sun Wukong’s Golden Hoop, deviating from its path and crashing into an ice mountain. Less than a momentter, the entire mountain emitted the sound of steaming vapor, and when one looked again, the ice mountain had vanished without a trace.
Sun Wukong nced down at the Golden Hoop and noticed a small ck spot had appeared at one end. It was undoubtedly left by the contact with the fire streak. Considering that the Golden Hoop had been forged by the Supreme Elder Lord in the Eight Trigrams Furnace for forty-nine days, its resistance to fire was evident.
And yet today, it had been scorched by a streak of fire, leaving a ckened mark. How potent was this me? Presumably, even his master’s Void-Transmuting Red Lotus Karma Fire paled inparison.
"Extreme Fire Red me Kill—Triple Fire Assassination," Eight-Gods me saw that a single streak of fire only managed to put Sun Wukong in a sorry state, but that seemed to be all. Hardening his heart, he used the Fifth Form to its limit, the Triple Fire Assassination.
Sun Wukong’s heart instantly sensed danger. He blocked forcefully with the Golden Hoop behind him, and was then sent flying several meters forward. But before he could regain his footing, another streak of fire shot up from the ground, heading straight for Sun Wukong’s head. With a perilous backbend, he narrowly evaded.
As two streaks of fire approached from above and below, front and back, Sun Wukong found himself unable to escape.
"This is too much! If I can’t dodge, then I simply won’t." Sun Wukong was proud to his core. Being driven to such a pitiful state over and over was intolerable. And now, with the two streaks of fire converging, avoidance was no longer an option.
Unable to dodge, he chose not to. Sun Wukong dropped his stance, stood straight up, and then half-turned, extending his arms out horizontally. It seemed that he intended to forcefully catch the two streaks of fire with his hands.
Watching from afar, Eight-Gods me was momentarily stunned to see Sun Wukong’s ruthless decision, but was then overwhelmed by even greater fury. Was he looking down on me so much? Fine, then let him see just how terrifying my Extreme Fire really is.
As the two streaks of fire were about to collide with Sun Wukong’s palms, Eight-Gods me’s eyes widened and the fire streaks brightened even further, clearly pushed to their limits by his urging.
The next moment, the two streaks of fire collided fiercely with Sun Wukong’s palms. "Ah..." An agonized cry tore from Sun Wukong’s lips, followed by a swift retraction of his hands. He then crouched down, as if using his whole body’s strength to suppress the two fire streaks.
Seeing this, a smirk appeared on the corner of Eight-Gods me’s mouth. Humph, even if you can catch the two fire streaks, what of it? Don’t forget, it’s not just two streaks of fire.
Yes, just as Sun Wukong squatted down, the third fire light shot towards the back of his head. But when it was less than three zhang from the back of Sun Wukong’s head, the Jingu Bang suddenly appeared. Because it appeared so abruptly, the fire light couldn’t adjust its direction in time and collided with one end of the Jingu Bang.
Then, the other end of the Jingu Bang began to spin with an almost transparent small flower. As the flower rotated, a more terrifying fire energy burst forth from the flower. Then, the Jingu Bang flew off at an iprehensible speed towards the distance.
In this manner, propelled by the Void-Transcending Blossom, the Jingu Bang, bearing the third fire light, flew backwards until it disappeared.
Because of the extreme speed and the powerful fire at the tip of the Jingu Bang, it even tore through the void, directly reaching beyond the Pangu Realm.
The moment it appeared outside the Pangu Realm, the fire light at the tip of the Jingu Bang suddenly extinguished, leaving behind a shallow crater. As the fire light went out, the Void-Transcending Blossom seemed to sense something, and the fierce fire energy immediately extinguished. Then, the Jingu Bang plummeted.
With a sh from the Void-Transcending Blossom, the Jingu Bang once again crossed the spatial barrier and returned to the Pangu Realm, flying back to the battlefield.
But it didn’t end there. After flying back, the Jingu Bang didn’t pause but charged towards the Eight-Gods me propelled by the Void-Transcending Blossom. If it hit, the Eight-Gods me would surely be melted into arge hole by the Void-Transcending Blossom. How could one casually touch something that could effortlessly melt space?
However, as the third fire light extinguished, the Eight-Gods me was already internally injured by the bacsh of its spell, and now faced the assault of the Void-Transcending Blossom, it seemed doomed. But in the next moment, "Ice and Fire Siege Sword from the Triple Fire Assassination’s Seventh Form."
After all, as a mid-tier Saint, how could he fall so easily? At the critical moment, Eight-Gods me summoned his spiritual power to the fullest and suddenly executed the Seventh Form. A giant sword, half red and half blue, emerged from the void. With a swing of Eight-Gods me’s hand, the sword shot towards the Jingu Bang like a cutting wind. Then, it collided with it without hesitation.
After the collision, there was no deafening sound as imagined, but total silence. It was as if the attack of both was but an illusion. However, one’s perspective would change upon seeing the scene in the sky. For the giant Law Sword was being devoured bit by bit by the Void-Transcending Blossom. Perhaps devouring was not the right word; it was more urate to say it was being consumed.
For as the Law Sword was consumed, the Void-Transcending Blossom trembled unceasingly.
Watching the standoff between the Law Sword and Jingu Bang in the sky, Eight-Gods me was filled with indescribable shock. It was already the Seventh Form, yet Sun Wukong seemed to have sustained little damage. Only thest Form of the Triple Fire Assassination remained, but...
The greater the power of a technique, the greater the risk in using it. With the strength of a mid-tier Saint, Eight-Gods me could effortlesslymand up to the Sixth Form, but executing the Seventh Form was extremely difficult. Because the Seventh Form could only be used by early-stage high-tier Saints, forced use could only unleash half the power of the original technique.
Otherwise, a mere Void-Transcending Blossom could never withstand it. Yet, after deploying the Seventh Form, Eight-Gods me’s internal spiritual power was nearly depleted. And yet, even the Seventh Form only resulted in a stalemate against the opponent.
If he were to back down now, he would surely be defeated. But the Eighth Form...
Eight-Gods me actually had onest trump card he hadn’t used, a secret technique that could instantly triple hisbat power. But the cost of this technique was far too great to employ unless absolutely necessary. But now...
At that moment, a figure shed through Eight-Gods me’s mind. He gritted his teeth and went all out.
"Water Spirit Burst!" This was the Aquatic Tribe’s formidable forbidden move, capable of instantly triplingbat power.
"Final Form of Triple Fire Assassination—Azure me."
Eight-Gods me was now fighting for his life! Meanwhile, Sun Wukong also stood up. But from his trembling hands, it was evident he was injured. Both of his palms were bloody and mangled, even the bones were visible.