Chapter 22

A dragon's roar split the clouds and sky. After deciding to take action against the Nine-Headed Worm, Yang Zhen brandished his long sword, channeled his magical power, and condensed it into a sharp sword aura, which shot directly at the Nine-Headed Worm that was battling the Crab Spirit. Then, Yang Zhen lightly tapped his toes, flipped his body upward, and unleashed several sword strikes in reverse, the powerful sword beams crisscrossing to form several white sword auras, blocking all of the Nine-Headed Worm's escape routes.

In a flash, Yang Zhen and the Nine-Headed Worm engaged in their first battle. The white sword aura and the green aura emitted by the Nine-Headed Worm collided in mid-air, emitting a powerful aura that shattered the surrounding sand and stones. At the site of their battle, wind and thunder clashed, lightning like snakes, and countless brilliant sparks scattered from the point of impact, forming a fire dragon that coiled between the two.

Seeing Yang Zhen take action against the Nine-Headed Worm, the Crab Spirit was overjoyed and intensified his attack on the Nine-Headed Worm. Although the Nine-Headed Worm had already revealed its true form, it was not a match for the Crab Spirit. Now that Yang Zhen had joined the battle, the situation for the Nine-Headed Worm had become extremely unfavorable.

Realizing this, the Nine-Headed Worm understood that if it did not fight to the death today, it would truly be left here.

Therefore, the Nine-Headed Worm fought back with all its might, sometimes even willing to take injuries to inflict wounds on Yang Zhen and the Crab Spirit. On the other side, Yang Zhen and the Crab Spirit were already in a position to win and would not engage in a direct confrontation with the Nine-Headed Worm. In such a situation, it gave the Nine-Headed Worm a chance to catch its breath. However, if nothing unexpected happened, after a few hundred more rounds, the Nine-Headed Worm would surely die.

Of course, the relationship between Yang Zhen and the Crab Spirit was not entirely solid. Yang Zhen believed that once the Nine-Headed Worm was dead, the Crab Spirit would take advantage of his higher cultivation to attack him, aiming to monopolize the primordial bloodline.

However, Yang Zhen was not completely unprepared. At least, he had not revealed his ultimate skill, 'Three Pure Fires.' If the Crab Spirit dared to attack him, Yang Zhen would burn him to ashes.

Mocking the Nine-Headed Worm, the Crab Spirit sneered, "Nine-Headed Worm, did you ever think you would die here? Ha! Weren't you so proud, with your primordial bloodline, looking down on us? What's wrong, no way out? If you had known this, shouldn't you have stayed away?"

Yang Zhen frowned, thinking, "There seems to be something more going on."

Just as he said this, the Nine-Headed Worm was already struck by Yang Zhen and the Crab Spirit, spitting blood and flying backward.

His eyes turned cold, the Nine-Headed Worm said coldly, "If you think this can kill me, you are greatly mistaken."

Deeply trapped and severely injured, the Nine-Headed Worm let out a fierce roar. The nine heads, surrounded by threads of black lightning, launched a frenzied attack on Yang Zhen and the Crab Spirit. This time, the Nine-Headed Worm fought with all its might, displaying a truly formidable presence, completely disregarding its own life. Without any defensive measures, the Nine-Headed Worm's full magical power surged, launching a fierce assault on Yang Zhen and the Crab Spirit, forcing them to retreat step by step, completely at a disadvantage.

But how long could the Nine-Headed Worm maintain such an attack?

With a cold shout, Yang Zhen displayed his sword technique, and his long sword automatically rotated, the sharp sword whistling echoing in the vast valley, causing the entire mountain to tremble. The fierce sword momentum was chilling. Then, Yang Zhen's long sword transformed into a dragon, flying and dancing in the air, the roar and the myriad sword shadows covering every corner of the Nine-Headed Worm's body, seeking the flaws in its attack.

The Nine-Headed Worm watched Yang Zhen warily. Compared to the Crab Spirit, who had a rough background and fierce means, Yang Zhen, with his refined techniques, was clearly more intimidating to the Nine-Headed Worm.

Although there were many demons in the three realms, those who could obtain truly exquisite techniques were one in ten thousand. Once such a great demon appeared, it would certainly be a formidable being. Although Yang Zhen's current cultivation was not too high, who knew if he had any other hidden skills?

Although the Crab Spirit's cultivation had reached the level of a Great Ethereal True Immortal, his techniques were limited to a few moves, clearly obtained by chance and refined over countless years. But Yang Zhen was different; only a master with high skills could teach someone as skilled as Yang Zhen.

Without Yang Zhen, although the Nine-Headed Worm could not defeat the Crab Spirit, it might still have a chance to escape. However...

Glancing at Yang Zhen covertly, the Nine-Headed Worm inwardly hated him. If not for this person, it would not have fallen into such a dangerous situation today. It was also the Nine-Headed Worm's fault for being new to the world and lacking vigilance, leading to this outcome. If it were someone else, they would not have called for help from a stranger during a battle, especially when Yang Zhen clearly did not intend to join the fight at first.

Perhaps today was destined to be the Nine-Headed Worm's calamity, leading it into such a perilous situation.

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In the quiet mountains, a powerful light shot up into the sky, followed by a thunderclap that illuminated the mountains and shook the earth!

The fierce attack could not last long. When the Nine-Headed Worm's attack slowed, it was severely injured by Yang Zhen and the Crab Spirit.

Watching the Nine-Headed Worm fly backward, Yang Zhen seized the opportunity and cut off one of its heads, blood splattering everywhere. The massive head fell to the ground, raising a cloud of dust. With one successful strike, Yang Zhen smiled. The severely injured Nine-Headed Worm was no longer capable of counterattacking. As long as he was cautious about the Nine-Headed Worm's desperate counterattack, there would be no problem. The Nine-Headed Worm's death was only a matter of time.

The intense screams echoed continuously in the valley. This time, the Nine-Headed Worm was severely injured, and with one head lost, it lost the will to resist. It rose into the air, riding a demonic wind toward the north.

Yang Zhen had long known that the Nine-Headed Worm would try to escape. As soon as the Nine-Headed Worm showed any signs of movement, Yang Zhen noticed.

The Nine-Headed Worm rode the demonic wind, but before it could reach the sky, it felt a sword aura descending from above, cutting toward it.

Before the Nine-Headed Worm could defend itself, Yang Zhen unleashed several more sword strikes, layer upon layer, crisscrossing and enveloping the Nine-Headed Worm's entire body. On the other side, the Crab Spirit, realizing the Nine-Headed Worm's intention to escape, became furious. If not for Yang Zhen, the cooked duck would have flown away today.

Thinking of this, the Crab Spirit's anger flared, and he channeled his full magical power, striking the Nine-Headed Worm's back with great force, pinning it to the ground. The remaining eight heads spewed blood.

Seeing this, Yang Zhen swung his sword three more times, cutting off three more heads of the Nine-Headed Worm, leaving it half-dead.

With a fierce expression, the Nine-Headed Worm glared at Yang Zhen and the Crab Spirit, roaring, "You two will not have a good end. One day, you will die even more miserably than I do." The Nine-Headed Worm looked like a madman, the remaining five heads screaming wildly.

"Unfortunately, you won't live to see that day," Yang Zhen sneered.