The Post Sky Tipping Era
Chapter 299 - 204: Falling Into Evil and the Outcome of the Battle

Chapter 299: Chapter 204: Falling Into Evil and the Outcome of the Battle

Yang Yilong, having taken a solid punch from Li Yi, was severely injured, with gashes torn open all over his body by the Fist Gang, blood non-stop dripping down. But he couldn’t accept such an outcome, unwilling to admit defeat just like that and wanted to fight Li Yi again.

However, when he charged out again, everyone noticed something unusual about Yang Yilong.

Clearly, after fighting fiercely for over ten minutes, Yang Yilong’s energy had weakened, so why had his energy begun to recover in such a brief moment?

Did he take some restorative medicine?

Moreover, the look in Yang Yilong’s eyes had changed, no longer as bright and pure as before, now with a hint of evilness, and a strange grey-white hue began to emerge. As time passed, this grey-white hue was gradually expanding, until it eventually saturated half of his eyeball.

"Are you possessed by a ghost?"

Li Yi became cautious at this moment and made time to pop a big medicine that replenished his Qi-Blood into his mouth.

With his body replenished, his hunger and weakness rapidly diminished, and his previously declining Qi and Blood began to boil again at this moment.

That’s the power of the Blood Burning Technique, as long as you have food and drink, your body won’t feel any fatigue within three days, always keeping Qi-Blood on the rise and maintaining peak strength for a long time. Li Yi was least afraid of prolonged fierce battles in such a state.

One could say that Yang Yilong’s loss just now was not undeserved at all.

"He’s not possessed by a ghost. He’s overexerted his Guiding Skill, his body’s energy is depleted, and now he’s absorbing Cosmic Energy to replenish himself..."

The injured Zhao Lingfu took one look and understood what was happening with Yang Yilong right now.

Li Yi was taken aback and then, frowning, said, "Absorbing Cosmic Energy to replenish himself? He’s neither in meditation for cultivation nor has a Mysterious Object on him, how can he absorb Cosmic Energy... wait."

Suddenly, he realized too and his face instantly changed.

"That’s right, he’s absorbing contaminated Cosmic Energy."

Zhao Lingfu spoke gravely, "Our surroundings are filled with a vast amount of Cosmic Energy, which cultivators can absorb if they wish. Their evolution speed could be faster than those with Mysterious Objects, but the price is body contamination. Moreover, this contamination is nearly irreversible, severely affecting oneself, causing deaths in severe cases and insanity in milder ones."

"Yang Yilong’s absorption of contaminated Cosmic Energy shows he’s been driven into a corner. I’ve heard of some cultivators, struggling without cultivation resources, who risk absorbing contaminated Cosmic Energy and improve rapidly. However, most of these people end up badly. I’ve also heard that some cultivators are researching how to overcome the pollution from Cosmic Energy, but whether they’ve succeeded, I do not know."

Zhao Lingfu didn’t expect Yang Yilong to go to such extremes; by doing this, he was essentially cutting off his path of cultivation.

However, upon further thought, he understood Yang Yilong’s actions.

Li Yi’s strength was somewhat beyond imagination. If they couldn’t decide a victor here, then what future would Yang Yilong have?

"So, this is it. Forcibly guiding contaminated Cosmic Energy into the body for a short-term recovery of combat ability, huh? Yang Yilong, your descent into devilhood is silky smooth indeed, without any struggle or hesitation. Some say it right, Earth Prisoners really are innately evil, falling into devilhood as simply as eating and drinking."

At this moment, Li Yi somewhat understood what the resentment inside the Sword Coin was talking about.

Compared to people from other worlds, Earth Prisoners naturally tend to morph into evil beings; living in such a contaminated world, it’s hard to remain unaffected.

"Li Yi, don’t give him time to recover his strength. Strike quickly and defeat him, or his power will grow stronger, and by then, you might not be his match."

At this moment, Lin Yue urgently reminded him and then she quickly rushed over from her direction.

Seeing this, Qin Qing bit her teeth and, supporting her injured body, exploded with a powerful force, charging out directly. She wouldn’t allow Lin Yue and Li Yi to join hands, otherwise, the already unfavorable situation would become even worse.

"To go so far for Yang Yilong, is it worth it? Since you’re so stubborn, then don’t blame me."

Lin Yue felt the attack from behind and became furious. She was forced to turn around and once again engage in combat with Qin Qing.

Qin Qing, already injured, saw her strength severely diminished. After only a brief exchange, she took a punch that left a Fist Mark on her, and then she was sent flying, coughing up large mouthfuls of blood.

But she still refused to back down and charged once more into the fray against Lin Yue.

Meanwhile, Yang Yilong’s body’s energy had recovered significantly. The sword on his arm condensed once again, his pair of grayish-white vertical pupils eerie and dangerous. He stared at Li Yi and said, "I haven’t lost yet. Let’s fight again. This time I must kill you."

Li Yi yelled back, "You couldn’t do it just now, what makes you think you can now? Don’t overestimate yourself. You’re just a paper tiger now, strong on the outside but weak on the inside. How much strength can absorbing the contaminated Cosmic Energy even replenish? Today, I will shatter your illusions."

After a brief rest, his Qi-Blood once again climbed to the peak, even surpassing his previous state. The Qi-Blood around him boiled as Gang Qi circled, his aura immensely intimidating.

"Come, let me personally send you off."

Li Yi felt his strength was even greater than before. At this moment, he clearly sensed that his body had undergone some Evolution and during the Blood Burning Technique, every slight evolution in his body turned directly into strength.

As they started fighting again, his Qi-Blood was more abundant, his power more fearsome.

If Yang Yilong at his peak had the upper hand before, now, stripped of his body’s energy, relying only on the contaminated energy to power up, he wasn’t even qualified to fight against Li Yi.

Fist Gang appeared again, and at this moment, everyone could feel that Li Yi’s fists were concentrated with powerful spirit, moving them deeply.

It seemed as though an invincible Martial Artist was rising.

Li Yi, at this moment, held nothing back. The Qi-Blood in his six acupoints was fully mobilized, only missing a drop of Heart Blood.

Under such vigorous support of Qi-Blood, his Fist Gang was especially terrifying. Just by coming within six meters of his body, one would immediately be affected and slain by the Gang Qi. One would believe, if not for knowing otherwise, that a Martial Artist from the Four Seas and Eight Continents who had mastered Refining Gang was making a move.

Yang Yilong, feeling this momentum, turned pale, understanding that Li Yi intended to settle the fight with one blow to determine life or death, not giving him time to draw on Cosmic Energy to recover.

To evade or to fight?

Two thoughts flashed in his mind.

But then, a soul-piercing pain hit him, causing his consciousness to waver.

"Is the pollution this severe?"

At that moment, Yang Yilong felt a wave of trepidation, realizing the contaminated Cosmic Energy was eroding his very being.

He had no time left.

If the consumption continues, even my consciousness will be affected. At that point, it won’t just be a matter of not being able to fight, but whether I can stay awake is also a question.

Fight!

Yang Yilong made his decision at this moment. He wanted to kill Li Yi before he was completely contaminated, and then nurse himself back to health, slowly expelling the polluted energy.

At this moment, he quickly gathered the energy he had been guiding into one place, squeezing out every bit of strength in his body.

He clenched his fists for sword condensation and, roaring, thrust out his arm to meet Li Yi’s attack.

Boom!

Once again, the robust Qi-Blood Gang Qi collided with the treasure sword.

But it was just a fleeting encounter.

Yang Yilong’s treasured sword, which he had so proudly wielded, broke as easily as if it were made of paper, and then its fragments dissipated into cosmic energy into the air, vanishing before his eyes.

"How is this possible..." He once again widened his eyes, showing an expression of disbelief.

Why?

Why did my Guiding Skill fail at the key moment?

It was fine just a moment ago.

But soon enough, Yang Yilong had a realization.

It was because of the conflict between the contaminated cosmic energy and his own energy.

The energy wasn’t pure, hence the flow of energy was met with resistance, causing the sword to lose its form.

"Ah!"

He couldn’t accept this outcome, and at this moment, he couldn’t help but roar to the sky, his body’s potential erupting, trying to use fist against fist to repel Li Yi before him.

Yes, even without Guiding Skill, I still have my boxing techniques.

With the physique of a cultivator in the Spiritual Realm, I still have the strength for one last fight...

But as soon as this thought appeared.

Crack!

A crisp sound of breaking bones echoed.

Immediately after, a sense of powerlessness spread through Yang Yilong’s body.

At this moment, he felt bewildered.

Why is there a problem with my boxing too?

Am I truly so unlucky that nothing works at the critical moment?

But no one answered him.

Li Yi’s punch, carrying terrifying Fist Gang, shattered his entire arm and blasted into his chest.

Just one blow.

His fist had already pierced through Yang Yilong’s chest, spraying a mist of blood behind him, then the Fist Gang rampaged through his body, tearing his skin, smashing his flesh, and destroying his internal organs.

Then with the remaining force, Yang Yilong was sent flying back again.

This time, he hit a pillar of a building and came to a stop, his body blurred with blood, no longer able to stand up and fight.

I lost.

Utterly defeated.

Whether it was in a fist fight, or in techniques, or even in physical fitness, Yang Yilong lost.

Such an outcome was beyond everyone’s expectations.

Li Yi, a cultivator in the inspiration realm, truly defeated Yang Yilong, and it was in a head-on one-on-one fight, without any tricks involved.

"Li Yi won."

Zheng Gong, who had been holding his sniper rifle this whole time, slowly lowered it now, his eyes wide with a mix of shock and delight.

"He really won."

Zhao Lingfu let out a breath of relief. He could see that from the moment Yang Yilong’s sword was blocked, his chances of winning were not great. In the final battle, it was an even fifty-fifty chance. The key was who could catch a flaw and deliver a fatal blow.

Li Yi wasn’t weak; after integrating the methods of Otherworld, his strength couldn’t be assessed through normal means, and he might have secretly surpassed masters of the Spiritual Realm.

It was only his realm that was greatly misleading, making people think Li Yi was just a cultivator in the inspiration realm.

"Entering the path of the devil is nothing special after all," Li Yi said coldly, collecting his fist and standing firm.

Only now did he calm his breath and quell the agitated killing intent in his heart.

But he did not stop there, instead, walking with large strides toward Yang Yilong. For at this moment, Yang Yilong was only severely injured, the strong life force of a cultivator keeping him alive, not yet dead.

Li Yi did not want to give Yang Yilong a chance to turn the tables. He wanted to end his life here and now, conclusively settling this grudge.