Encase the whole body with a spirit power shield? A stone appears directly inside your body, what good is a shield?
A layer of fine cold sweat broke out on Bibi Dong's back.
For the first time, she felt that the power she had pursued her entire life was so fragile and ridiculous in the face of a completely different system.
Her proud Undying Body probably couldn't block a stone teleported directly into her brain.
"Teacher..."
Hu Liena's voice was trembling. Looking at her teacher's pale face, the shock in her heart was immeasurable.
She finally understood why her teacher valued Li Yifei so highly, even to the extent of abandoning the dignity of the Pope.
Because he possessed the power that only 'Gods' held.
No, even more terrifying than the Gods they knew.
[Is Jade Not Jade: My heavens... This is too terrifying...]
In the Blue Tyrant Academy, Liu Erlong's hand holding the teacup paused in mid-air, the tea rippling slightly due to the tremor in her hand.
A thought flashed through her mind instantly.
If Li Yifei had used this move against Dugu Bo back in the Sunset Forest...
She dared not think further.
[A Little Wild Goose:...]
Dugu Yan did not speak, but everyone in the Chat Group seemed able to sense her current feelings.
After a long while, she finally typed a line of text.
[A Little Wild Goose: Grandpa... Grandpa's life is truly good. It's a good thing he has a good granddaughter; otherwise, last time... Last time, would Grandpa have also perished?]
Her tone was filled with lingering fear and endless relief.
Back when Li Yifei sparred with Dugu Bo, although Dugu Bo was utterly humiliated, he was at least unharmed.
Thinking about it now, that wasn't a fight at all, but Li Yifei unilaterally teasing and guiding him.
He had never harbored the slightest killing intent from beginning to end.
Otherwise, Dugu Bo's outcome would not have been much better than Tang Hao's.
Li Yifei looked at the discussion in the Chat Group, smiled, and spoke to comfort them.
[Li Yifei: Not to that extent.]
[Li Yifei: That time with your grandpa wasn't a fight to the death; it was just a spar to familiarize ourselves with abilities. How could I just throw things randomly at vital spots like his brain or heart?]
His words eased the atmosphere in the Chat Group somewhat, but the shock that penetrated to the bone could not dissipate for a long time.
[Wind Blows and Rain Beats:...Thank you.]
A faint voice sounded in the Chat Group.
It was Ah Yin.
Tang Hao's death was a form of release for her, yet also a form of irony.
She hated him, hated him for betraying her to return to his Sect, not even caring that his own child was undergoing Possession.
But this man had once been the man she deeply loved.
Now, he died right in front of her in a manner she completely failed to comprehend.
Her heart was filled with mixed feelings, finally leaving only endless emptiness and confusion.
Li Yifei ignored the complex emotions in the Chat Group and shifted his gaze to Little Dance in his arms.
The girl's breathing was even; she seemed to have merely fallen asleep.
He checked to confirm that she was only stunned by spirit power and was otherwise fine before feeling relieved.
In the dense forest, everything was silent.
The wind blew past the treetops, raising a 'rustling' sound; apart from that, there was no other sound.
Tang Hao's corpse lay quietly on the ground, his eyes wide open, retaining the final terror and incomprehension from before his death.
Li Yifei, holding the unconscious Little Dance in his arms, glanced indifferently at the corpse on the ground, his heart unmoved.
He pondered slightly.
From the moment he obtained the Immortal Herb, to saving Little Dance, and now to Tang Hao's beheading.
The entire process was smoother than expected.
He had even deliberately slowed down the pace at the final moment, leaving sufficient time, precisely to see if the Asura God, who was rumored to have chosen Tang San, would make any move.
The result...
Nothing happened.
Interference from the God Realm? Non-existent.
Correction by fate? Even more of a joke.
It seemed these lofty deities were nothing special after all.
Li Yifei chuckled inwardly, his gaze turning playful.
Now, Tang San had lost the Foundation-rebuilding potential of the Immortal Herb, lost the sacrifice of Little Dance's Hundred Thousand Year spirit ring, and lost Tang Hao, his strongest protector.
The smooth highway originally paved for him had been personally shattered by his own hands.
The path was now severed.
He wondered how this Child of Destiny from another world could still turn the tables?
And what new tricks could the Asura God, who was playing chess from behind the scenes, come up with?
He was looking forward to it.
[Is Jade Not Jade: This method of killing is unheard of.]
Liu Erlong's words voiced the sentiments of everyone.
That invisible, untraceable, and undefendable means had completely surpassed their understanding of 'combat'.
Li Yifei did not explain further. He bent down, removed the storage soul tool from Tang Hao's body, and put it away casually.
Then, he flicked his finger.
A strand of golden flame landed on Tang Hao's corpse, quietly igniting.
There was no thick smoke, no foul smell of burning.
The body of the once powerful Titled Douluo quickly turned to ashes in the strange flame, leaving no trace behind, completely evaporating from this world.
Destroying the body and evidence, all done in one smooth motion.
After finishing everything, he replied faintly in the Chat Group.
[Li Yifei: It's over.]
Those simple three words carried an irrefutable weight.
The Chat Group fell silent again.
Everyone was stunned by his clean and decisive methods.
After a long time.
[Wind Blows and Rain Beats: Thank you...]
Ah Yin's voice sounded again. This time, her voice held none of the previous trembling and despair, only the emptiness and exhaustion after a great relief.
She looked at the man standing tall and straight, holding Little Dance in the live broadcast screen.
It was this man who, in a way she couldn't understand, ended all the nightmares of her first half of life.
The hatred had vanished, and the love had long since worn away.
What remained was only endless bewilderment.
[Wind Blows and Rain Beats: That... Soul that occupied my child's body...]
Ah Yin hesitated for a long time before finally asking the question.
She had completely given up on Tang Hao, but the child who had been taken over was, after all, the flesh and blood she bore for ten months.
Even if the Soul inside had changed, she couldn't help but wonder.
Li Yifei glanced at Little Dance in his arms and said softly in the Chat Group.
[Li Yifei: Don't worry, he won't be able to jump around for much longer.]
[Li Yifei: A protagonist who has lost all his cheat items, how far do you think he can go?]
The night deepened. In a cave at the edge of the Sunset Forest, a bonfire crackled, driving away the chill in the surroundings.
Little Dance was still asleep. Li Yifei covered her with his outer garment, then sat aside and opened the Chat Group.
The impact brought by Tang Hao's death was still fermenting in the Chat Group.