Chapter 499: Chapter 498: Break Your Soul
No one expected that Wang Yan’s earth-shattering strike would be caught so effortlessly by the dwarf.
The Soul-Breaking Spear, impaled on the dwarf’s fingernail, still shimmered with a sharp glint, but against that tiny nail, it could not advance any further.
It was as if the spear tip was aimed not at an ordinary nail, but at the world’s most indestructible shield.
Seeing this, Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting were also taken aback, their pretty faces turning ashen with fear.
Initially, the two thought that Wang Yan could at least battle the dwarf for several rounds, or engage in an evenly matched fight. Yet, they never expected the dwarf to be this powerful.
Faced with such a formidable dwarf, how could Wang Yan have any chance of victory?
The dwarf chuckled lightly and said, “Now you understand the gap between us, right? Hurry and kneel to take me as your master.”
Just the thought of Wang Yan kneeling at the dwarf’s feet made Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting lower their heads in shame, unwilling to watch.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Wang Yan’s mouth curled into a slight smile, and he said, “This move isn’t over yet.”
As Wang Yan spoke, the black cherry at the spear’s tip suddenly moved, unleashing a rolling black mist that surged towards the dwarf.
With the swirling black mist came countless harrowing, piercing cries and screams.
Faintly visible within the black mist, the Snake Soul, the Ten Thousand Headed Serpent, and the second brother pounced menacingly towards the dwarf.
Both the Snake Soul and the second brother boasted Demon King levels of power, and the Ten Thousand Headed Serpent was a monstrous fusion of Ten Thousand Snakes’ souls. Being this close to the dwarf, their assault nearly forced him to retreat.
However, recalling the wager with Wang Yan earlier — that retreating a step meant losing — the dwarf gritted his teeth and stood firm as the Snake Soul and others pounced on him.
The dwarf felt overwhelmed as these three barreled into him, his breath unsteady, blood rushing in his chest, almost causing him to vomit blood.
The dwarf sneered, “So this is what you’re relying on? Do you think two mere Demon Kings can defeat me? Back off!”
With a loud shout, the dwarf spat out a burst of Demon Pattern power from his mouth, launching it like a cannonball towards the three souls of the Snake Soul.
The three Snake Souls groaned under the immense force, spun around, and fled, as did the billowing smoke.
In the blink of an eye, the Snake Soul trio and the thick smoke returned to the black cherry, and the space cleared.
The dwarf’s expression turned cold and was about to unleash his anger on Wang Yan, but he suddenly noticed Wang Yan’s mouth curl into a cold smile.
The dwarf sensed something amiss but couldn’t identify the issue. While hesitating, he noticed a glint shoot past the tip of the Soul-Breaking Spear.
That glint was as slender as a silver needle yet swift as lightning, an almost ethereal presence — it ignored the dwarf’s fingernail, pierced through the flesh, and shot at the dwarf’s face.
As the glint appeared, the dwarf felt an innate fear arise from deep within his soul, as if the glint specifically countered his soul.
A profound terror gripped the dwarf, signaling the approach of death. At this point, he could no longer care about his wager with Wang Yan, hastily retreating.
Yet, the glint was too fast; even the dwarf, with his Demon Emperor status, couldn’t outpace it despite his full retreat.
Meanwhile, Wang Yan advanced with his spear and coldly declared, “This is the true strength of the Soul-Breaking Spear!”
At this, the dwarf suddenly realized: “The Soul-Breaking Spear, meant to shatter souls.”
His heart sank at the realization, fearing more for his soul — injuries to the body can heal, but a damaged soul has no hope of recovery.
In desperation, the dwarf shouted, his body flickered, and a Demon Pattern with three Soul Stars soared into the sky.
The Demon Pattern barely reached the sky before reversing and returning to the dwarf’s body, too swiftly for the onlookers to see.
In the next moment, his body’s aura surged to its peak.
In that brief instant, the dwarf completed the entire process of Demon Pattern possession.
With Demon Pattern possession, an overwhelming Demon Emperor might exploded upwards, radiating outward.
Next, the dwarf raised his hand to deliver a palm strike towards Wang Yan, unleashing a massive wave of Demon Pattern power that transformed into a formidable blast aimed at Wang Yan.
As Wang Yan advanced, the oppressive might of the Demon Emperor weighed on him, trapping his body in a quagmire and hindering his movements.
At this time, the dwarf’s palm strike was already upon him.
In desperation, Wang Yan thrust his Soul-Breaking Spear towards the approaching palm.
With a “pff” sound, the Soul-Breaking Spear hadn’t reached the dwarf, but his palm’s energy already struck Wang Yan.
Wang Yan grunted, unable to resist, and was sent flying.
Mid-air, Wang Yan couldn’t hold back, spitting out mouthfuls of blood with “wah-wah” sounds.
The blood scattered mid-air, blooming like crimson flowers.
In its arc across the sky, each bloom traced a graceful parabola, then Wang Yan crashed to the ground with a “thud,” the Soul-Breaking Spear clattering beside him.
Upon landing, Wang Yan leaped to his feet, ready to attack the dwarf again.
But as soon as he stood, he spat out three more mouthfuls of blood and nearly collapsed again.
He quickly planted the Soul-Breaking Spear on the ground to avoid falling, but his body swayed and could only stand with the spear’s support.
At this point, the dwarf retreated from Wang Yan and transformed into a shadow, frantically evading the glint.
Though swift, the glint stayed close behind, like a shadow trailing the dwarf.
The dwarf retreated to the mountain, finding no escape, yet kept fixated on the glint with pure horror.
Despite his back crashing into the mountain, he felt nothing and continued retreating.
The solid rock crumbled from the dwarf’s impact, debris flying and echoing around.
Gradually, the dwarf managed to distance himself from the glint.
With a roar, he swiftly turned and fled sideways to shake off the cold light.
The glint continued forward, not following the dwarf’s turn.
As the dwarf was about to escape, unfortunately, his massive head, too large compared to his body, became his downfall.
Though he dodged with his body, his head was grazed by the glint, a scratch marking the side with a “pff” sound.