Chapter 954, Spatial Instant Hell Slash

Translator:  Ashish

Translation Checker: Silavin

 

*Haaaaa…* Taking a long, deep breath, the Elder holding a horsetail whisk waved his sleeve gently.

 

“Stand back for now.” As he spoke, he raised the whisk.

 

With a thunderous roar, his Spiritual Energy surged instantaneously, accompanied by a storm of Spiritual Energy so intense, it was almost suffocating.

 

Upon looking closer, one could see the seemingly delicate white whisk expanding, growing to a massive size, spanning over a kilometer in length.

 

This was the Elder’s Divine Ability—As Firm as Iron—A strange technique that could transform something soft and pliable into an object of unparalleled hardness. Yet, even in its hardened state, it retained its flexibility and suppleness.

 

What did this mean?

 

*Boooooom…* A deafening explosion erupted as the Elder’s whisk spun rapidly, transforming into a massive drill-like tornado.

 

Immediately after…

 

“Tear it apart for me!” With a thunderous roar, the kilometer-long drill of white whisk threads surged forward, aiming directly at the massive figure of Tundra blocking the entrance to the Secret Realm.

 

*Boooooom…* Another earth-shaking explosion echoed. Even someone as massive as Tundra could not help but widen his eyes in alarm.

 

At that moment, he felt an immensely terrifying force tearing into his body. The more the drill spun, the more horrifying the power became.

 

Within just a few breaths, the drill had penetrated the outer layer of his thick hide, burrowing deeper.

 

At the same time, searing, excruciating pain shot through every part of his body.

 

*Pffffteeeeee…* Even someone as formidable as Tundra could not suppress a harrowing scream. His enormous trunk, as vast as a mountain range, thrashed wildly across the starry skies.

 

The pain was unimaginable.

 

It felt as though a sharp and relentless object was tearing him apart, piece by piece, bit by bit, ripping through everything.

 

*Booooom, booooom, boooooom…* Each resonating explosion forced Tundra’s planetary-sized body to retreat step by step.

 

But then—

 

“Stop!” With a furious roar, Tundra’s bloodshot eyes glowed with defiance.

 

Terrifying Spiritual Energy erupted from within his body, surging wildly.

 

In mere moments, under the astonished gaze of the Elder holding the whisk, the movement of the colossal Tundra’s hind legs came to an abrupt halt.

 

“Such incredible willpower…” The Elder sighed in admiration but then shook his head, lifting his whisk.

 

“Unfortunately… this is only the beginning.” With that, he flicked the whisk in his hand, and the white drill lodged in Tundra’s body shattered into countless thin threads.

 

In the next moment, to Tundra’s shock and horror, the thousands of threads spread throughout his body, surging into every corner of his colossal frame.

 

“No… No…” As if realizing something, Tundra let out a deep, guttural growl.

 

But in the very next moment—

 

“It’s already too late…” A cold laugh echoed as the Elder in the distance flicked his horsetail whisk.

 

*Boooooom…* A thunderous explosion followed, and Tundra’s massive body trembled violently.

 

Looking closely, one could see countless crimson threads tearing through his flesh like sharp blades.

 

This was the Elder’s Divine Ability—As Firm as Iron, capable of transforming softness into unparalleled hardness.

 

Under the Elder’s control, the thousands of white threads became indestructible wires, slicing outward from within Tundra’s body.

 

And what did this mean? Words could not do justice to the scene.

 

Horrific. Bloody. Even with the life-saving treasure, the Tree Heart, Tundra could no longer hold on.

 

“Pfft…” A spurt of crimson erupted from his mouth, and his colossal frame staggered, wobbling unsteadily.

 

“Master… I’m… sorry…” His voice faltered as his consciousness blurred.

 

But just then, as if sensing something, Tundra froze for a moment.

 

After a brief pause, a bitter smile spread across his face.

 

“Is this a final flash before death? I could’ve sworn I heard my Master’s voice…”

 

“No, you did not mishear.” Suddenly, a voice echoed in his mind.

 

Before Tundra could process it, a flash of silver-white light entered his vision.

 

Immediately after, crisp cutting sounds erupted, and the blood-red threads that had torn through Tundra’s body began snapping one by one, at a speed visible to the naked eye.

 

“What…?” A stunned exclamation rang from the depths of the Secret Realm.

 

In the next moment, before anyone could react, an overwhelming killing intent filled the air.

 

“You court death…” a chilling voice, as if coming straight from the depths of the underworld, reverberated.

 

And along with it, a silver-white streak cut through space and time.

 

*Swish…* With a sound of air being cut, under the horrified gazes of the Secret Realm’s elites, an inexplicably sharp and pricking aura approached at blinding speed.

 

Then, another swishing sound erupted as the Elder wielding the white whisk flew backward, as if struck by a huge impact.

 

“Elder!”

 

“Elder Li!”

 

Cries of alarm erupted, and several figures flashed forward to catch the Elder’s retreating body.

 

But in mere moments—

 

“How is this possible?”

 

“This must be a joke!”

 

To the disbelief of the onlookers, the figures attempting to shield the Elder were also sent flying one after another, spitting blood as their energy weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

 

And just as the Secret Realm’s elites stood frozen in shock, that chilling voice echoed once more.

 

“This is Lifebane, take its Spatial Instant Hell Slash.” As the words fell, the silver-white light suddenly split into eight streaks.

 

*Booooom, booooom, boooooom…* Eight consecutive explosions followed, and the bodies of eight Secret Realm elites were flung through the air.

 

At this moment, if one looked toward where those elites had previously stood…

 

There, eight slender figures stood silently, clad in snowy white robes and wielding long swords.

 

The Spatial Instant Hell Slash was a profound technique that leveraged the power of space, folding surrounding space repeatedly to project a single attack in eight directions simultaneously, creating eight ‘True Forms.’

 

It was a terrifying skill, one that Yu Zi Yu had refined over years of cultivation after mastering Lifebane.

 

Of course, Yu Zi Yu’s current limit was not just eight projections.

 

If he unleashed his full power, he could project up to sixteen forms, achieved by folding space four times.

 

However, each additional fold exponentially increased Spiritual Energy consumption, making the technique extremely taxing.