Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 2223 - 2223 2213 Defense

2223: Chapter 2213: Defense 2223: Chapter 2213: Defense A multitude of green Demon Qi Light Arrows descended upon the Blood Qilin, as Long Yan infused his True Qi into the Blood Qilin like it cost him nothing.

In an instant, countless Demon Qi Light Arrows bombarded the Blood Qilin, causing a tinkling sound to cover its entire surface for a while.

As the green light arrows fell, they kicked up large swathes of smoke, making it nearly impossible to see clearly inside.

Huqiu didn’t make a move either; the attack she just launched was her strongest.

“But that’s it.”

As the smoke slowly dispersed with the wind, the figure of the Blood Qilin reappeared.

The sky full of green light arrows only dimmed the Blood Qilin’s brilliance slightly; such sparse attacks were nothing more than a tickle for Long Yan.

In Huqiu’s eyes, Long Yan’s current actions were no different from a desperate struggle.

He had withdrawn himself within a turtle shell.

Although she couldn’t do anything to Long Yan for now, similarly, Long Yan had no means to deal with her.

“Let me guess, how much longer can your True Qi last, One day or two days?”

Verdant fingers gently tapped on the forehead of the Blood Qilin.

When Long Yan launched an attack, the flames of the Blood Qilin only managed to scorch Huqiu’s shadow, reminiscent of a sprite.

Huqiu’s hands conjured several green glows, which she hurled at the Blood Qilin’s body.

However, the green light arrows were nothing more than a trivial annoyance to the Blood Qilin, who could be described as grotesquely well-defended thanks to the Qilin Blood Demon Gun.

Huqiu’s figure landed on the beams of the castle.

She shrugged indifferently, certain that she would not be affected by Long Yan’s current slow pace, confident that there would eventually come a time when he ran out of True Qi.

Of course, there was no rush.

At this time, Long Yan also didn’t dare to use any large-scale tactics, as the castle was already on the brink of collapse.

Should he employ a widespread skill now, it might just become the last straw that broke the camel’s back.

For sure, Long Yan wouldn’t find the collapse of the Palace regrettable, it was just that thirty minutes had already passed.

By now, Bai Mu and the others had probably already entered the castle.

If a collapse occurred at this moment, Long Yan even dreaded to imagine what would unfold afterward.

“Xing Rou, go quickly and tell Bai Mu not to bring the Great Army here.”

Long Yan’s voice was urgent, instructing Xing Rou to notify Bai Mu.

On the other hand, he was worried that if Huqiu failed to break through his Defense, she might take her frustration out on Xing Rou.

“Okay!”

Xing Rou understood that she would only get in the way here.

She activated her Space Divine Abilities, and in an instant, she had left the Battlefield.

Huqiu, of course, noticed the small movements of the two, but she didn’t care about such minor characters escaping; whether it was one or many, such trivial matters were inconsequential to her.

After all, the real prize was Long Yan.

As for someone like Xing Rou, Huqiu wouldn’t blink an eye even if there were ten of them.

“Clearly a Strong One, why degrade yourself to be another’s lackey?”

Silence fell between the two of them until it was Long Yan who broke it, addressing the Demon Empress before him.

Huqiu was, after all, considered one of the Four Great Demon Guards of the world within, and Long Yan’s reason told him that something was off.

Facing this question, Huqiu remained silent.

She, too, didn’t understand how things had come to pass.

She was an Empress, yet everyday she served as if she were his subordinate.

As for her position in his heart, perhaps she was not even as valued as that small, fiery-red bead.

Mocking herself with a smile, Huqiu pulled out another dagger from her waist.

She felt no obligation to answer Long Yan’s questions; all she needed to do was to carry out her task.

Seeing Huqiu unwilling to answer, Long Yan felt indifferent.

He wasn’t there to make small talk with Huqiu.

Using the time, Long Yan reviewed the whole battle and discovered something amiss.

With a wave of his hand, he dispelled his Blood Qilin, exposing himself in the open air.

He needed to observe some more, clearly hiding inside the Blood Qilin was not a wise choice.

“So, you’ve decided to step out of your turtle shell?”

Perhaps stung by Long Yan’s earlier question, Huqiu’s words seemed edged with spite.

Long Yan ignored her tone and charged with his spear towards Huqiu, now having a clue about her Divine Abilities.

As expected, his spear pierced through only an illusion.

With no hesitation, Long Yan brought his spear back in defense.

The collision between the butt of the spear and the dagger sparked a flame and a huge force surged from the dagger into the palm of his hand.

The great force nearly caused Huqiu to lose grip on her dagger.

What was going on?

Huqiu could only comfort herself by chalking it up to Long Yan’s dumb luck.

Speeding up, indeed, this time Long Yan reacted just as he did initially, his body slashed by Huqiu’s dagger leaving a three-foot-long wound.

The bone-deep cut looked alarmingly severe.

Though it was less shocking than when the dagger initially pierced his abdomen, the wound still made one’s scalp tingle.

However, the injury did not alter Long Yan’s expression; he had figured out what Huqiu’s Divine Abilities truly were.

But the abilities seemed inexplicable, possibly indefensible except for attacking broadly.

Long Yan’s pupils turned golden.

He had one more trick up his sleeve, but with Qing Luo and another of the Demon King’s Guards unaccounted for, what would he do after if he used it here?

Unless the situation became extremely dire, Long Yan would not easily resort to playing that last card.

Huqiu licked fresh blood off her dagger, tainting her alluring red lips, creating a bitterly beautiful image.

“Have you figured out my Divine Abilities?”

As if seeing the thoughts inside Long Yan’s head, Huqiu’s lips curled into a seductive yet cruel smile.

But Long Yan was in no mood to appreciate such beauty for the peril of death awaited him.

Her dagger transformed into a streak of cold light, and even with Long Yan’s eyes locked on Huqiu’s body, it was futile.

The dagger once again left a scar on his body.

Huqiu played with her prey like a cat, inflicting cuts on Long Yan that were distressing but not lethal.

In a short time, Huqiu had left dozens of bloody marks on Long Yan, each one as striking as the last.

True Qi unable to keep up with the healing, Long Yan’s vision was now flickering with stars.

In this time, he had used all the techniques he knew apart from the Qilin Blood Demon Transformation, but the results were negligible.

Even the Time Principle was useless, a secret Long Yan had never revealed.

The Time Principle required locking onto the opponent, but facing Huqiu’s current speed, if Long Yan missed even a single strike, death was certain.