Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 697 - Four Hundred and Thirty-Four Part One

Chapter 697: Chapter Four Hundred and Thirty-Four Part One

The battle raged on, and within Huizhou County no common folk remained. Yet, the roar that seemed capable of devastating everything continued to resound incessantly.

Collapsed city walls, shattered ground, and the enormous pits dug out by the aftermath of spellcraft were a horrifying sight. What was once a bustling marketplace had turned into ruins strewn with debris, with no trace of its former urban visage.

"Boom!!!"

Another deafening roar came from the skies, and following that explosion, a figure plummeted to the ground like a kite with its string cut, kicking up a cloud of dust within the fog.

However, as that dust rose, a gust of wind surged from the center and completely dispersed it.

Taishiran’s figure emerged from amidst it.

His condition was very bad.

Blood seeped from his skin, the sleeve of his robe was torn off, and the flesh of the arm beneath was necrotic from toxin, dangling weakly.

After briefly steadying the chaotic Origin Qi that was dissipating within his body, Taishiran immediately looked up to the cold and indifferent woman floating in the sky above.

Where his gaze met hers, Lou Ji’s emotionless eyes were also looking down upon him, her slender fingertips already condensing a small green snake that radiated a heart-palpitating aura.

Seeing this, a deep sense of helplessness flashed through Taishiran’s eyes.

He knew there was a gap in raw power between him and the Black Scale Leader, but he never imagined it would be this vast.

This was yet another spellcraft he had not seen before.

Just now, with Luo Bingli and the Fat Zhou’s assistance, they had already forced the Black Scale Leader to use many of her trump cards, but it seemed like the spellcraft at this woman’s disposal were endless.

As soon as he figured out how to counter one, a brand new spellcraft would be swiftly conjured in its place.

In this moment, he finally understood why the Black Scale Leader had such a notorious reputation in the Dayan Territory, whereas almost no one knew about the Dao Domain of spellcraft.

Because dead men tell no tales.

And today, he was very likely to become one of them.

Not long after Luo Bingli and the Fat Zhou left, in less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Taishiran had been beaten into his current state by the Black Scale Leader.

Because of her separable Dao Domain, as long as Lou Ji maintained her distance, his spellcraft was nearly impossible to hit her, and he had to exert all his strength to defend against every one of her attacks.

Confronting the Black Scale Leader alone proved to be too much of a stretch for him.

But this was the only way, the only method to potentially thwart the great disaster that had begun to emerge!

He would stall her, allowing Luo Bingli to escape and slay the disaster that was already taking shape.

However, the current situation wasn’t all bad news for him; after a fierce battle, Lou Ji had expended much of her Origin Qi.

The high-powered spellcraft that Luo Bingli had just taken on was unlikely to be used again by his opponent any time soon.

After all,

Lou Ji still needed to conserve Origin Qi to guard against the possibility of Luo Bingli’s returning.

With a mindset prepared for death, Taishiran gripped his hand slightly tighter, and the Dao Domain around him began to surge and boil, with a strand of spinning cyan wind materializing in his palm.

Looking down from above at the spellcraft forming in Taishiran’s hand, Lou Ji spoke for the first time, her cold voice echoing in the fog-enshrouded space:

"I’m very curious, what exactly compels you to attempt an assassination on Changtian at such a cost."

Hearing these words, Taishiran let out a light chuckle, his response simple and clear:

"For humanity."

"Humanity?"

Lou Ji murmured, her blood-stained, seductive lips curling into a mocking smile, "I never thought Changtian could pose a threat to the entire human race. This explanation, I find unsatisfying.

"If you have any other tactics left, use them now. Otherwise, I fear you will not be able to keep your promise to that woman."

Upon hearing this, Taishiran gently exhaled a breath of turbid air:

"Lady Luo need not worry; I am well aware of this matter."

"Is that so?"

Lou Ji murmured blandly, then fell silent again. She waved her slender fingertips towards Taishiran, and with that gesture, the green snake that had been coiling around them instantly became a blur of motion as it dashed toward him!

The green snake tore through the void, covering a hundred yards in a flash, its path marked by a sizzling sound of corrosion.

And Taishiran captured this detail in an instant, responding immediately, with gusts of wind rising within the Dao Domain, countless blade-like cold winds converging in the inevitable path of the emerald snake.

At the moment of contact,

the expected explosion didn’t occur in Taishiran’s anticipation.

The formidable emerald snake was effortlessly torn to pieces by the whirlwinds of his Dao Domain.

But regrettably,

Lou Ji’s spellcraft wasn’t finished.

The green snake, torn apart like blades of wind, split directly, becoming a sky-full of smaller snakes that continued to race towards him!

After each strands of Dao Domain wind, the serpentine spellcraft would split once more, and in a blink, what was originally a single entity had become a sea of serpents!

Taishiran’s spirits sank slightly.

His method of response seemed to be the wrong one, as this spellcraft was obviously released by Lou Ji specifically targeting his whirlwind Qi Dao Domain, but there should still be time for remediation.

The vibe of the Dao Domain changed abruptly, and several towering tornadoes appeared in an instant, blocking in front of the sea of serpents.

And as Taishiran had expected, the divided sea of snakes had already diminished, swept directly into the tornadoes!