Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies Chapter 1304: Battle of the Giant Ao

Around the enormous Buddha image, Liang Yue swiftly started to orbit it.

Her velocity grew so intense that a circular airflow formed encircling the Buddha.

Yenatai concentrated with full focus, his face etched with seriousness. Mere eyesight no longer allowed him to pinpoint Liang Yue's precise location.

Afterimages of Liang Yue appeared in every spot he glanced.

"Is this... trying to find my weakness?"

Yenatai refused to relax even slightly. The holy Buddha radiance cloaking him gleamed with supreme sanctity, shielding him inside like an unbreakable barrier against any assault.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, Liang Yue burst forward. She dashed to the rear of the dharma form this time, driving her longsword viciously at the middle of Yenatai's back!

No way could Yenatai possess eyes on the back of his head.

Liang Yue was certain this spot marked his defense's weak point.

Yet, Yenatai still sensed that razor-sharp, stabbing presence. Without spinning around, the Buddha phantom's head guarding him twisted unnaturally 180 degrees, its features twisted into a icy smirk.

Innumerable fists hammered down relentlessly!

Liang Yue whipped her longsword around, firing off keen blade gleams to fend off the fist barrages, then rapidly pulled back.

"Even the back has no blind spot."

Deep furrows creased Liang Yue's forehead. Her thoughts spun wildly while she eyed her environment.

Ultimately, her stare settled on Yenatai's feet.

The Buddha image enveloped Yenatai's full frame, but what of the subsurface below?

This realization struck her; the instant Liang Yue hit the ground, she slammed her longsword deep into the soil with brutal force.

A massive surge of fierce power detonated wildly!

"BOOM!!!!!"

The technique demolished the nearby terrain anew in a flash. Fresh destruction battered the already cratered land.

Tremors rocked the earth under Yenatai's feet savagely, but his legs anchored like mighty tree roots. Amid the collapsing ground, he betrayed zero unsteadiness.

Precisely then, a frigid razor flash stabbed up from beneath his soles, hurtling directly toward his chin!

Liang Yue's thrust merely distracted. Her actual ploy sent nanofibers ferrying a dagger underground to ambush Yenatai from below.

With Liang Yue fixed in Yenatai's vision, all his vigilance locked onto her, leaving scant defense against subsurface threats.

Shock rippled across Yenatai's gaze from the unexpected blow.

His reflexes snapped into hyperdrive; he yanked himself rearward sharply.

"Thwip!"

The dagger whisked by his jaw skyward, clipping his throat and etching a lengthy crimson streak along his neck.

Pain mingled with the disarray of the surprise, at last destabilizing his stance.

Zeros hesitation from Liang Yue: she snapped the nanofiber tethering the dagger, yanked out her blade, and barreled toward Yenatai.

Longsword's shimmer sliced the sky like limpid autumn waters, hacking mercilessly at Yenatai's sacred shield. It ground inward unyieldingly, akin to shearing through hefty steel.

When Yenatai finally righted his balance, the longsword loomed scant thirty centimeters from his skull.

Panic chilled him to sweat; he unleashed a ferocious riposte. Seizing his vajra rod, he bellowed and bashed it onto the longsword.

In that do-or-die instant, he halted Liang Yue's advance.

Still, the collision's backlash churned Yenatai's blood and vitality. His form hurtled dozens of meters backward, legs plowing twin deep gashes in the dirt.

Such a spectacle plunged the Allied Forces camp into suffocating gloom.

The verdict stood clear.

With Yenatai floundering so against solo Liang Yue sans quick victory, how could he tackle yonder calico cat idly devouring mastiff brains, every so often flicking piercing stares their way?

"How could such a powerful beast in this world be willing to submit to humans? Who exactly are these people!"

Deji quivered in rage and looming defeat.

Battle loss's repercussions defied his imagination.

Reputation obliterated beyond repair. Even Lhamin and Xia Zha clans might brew fresh schemes, he dreaded.

All stemmed from that Sangha Monastery-bred Lord of the Charnel Ground shirking combat.

Deji's heart ached inescapably.

Yet this mess brewed from his own choices.

Prior Lord of the Charnel Ground served as mere figurehead for the esoteric sect. Today's version sprang from Yasha Langtai family's offshoot.

Deji, serving as both a revered monk from Sangha Monastery and leader of Yasha Langtai, insisted that the Lord of the Charnel Ground stay within the monastery until adulthood to focus exclusively on Buddhist practice, thereby safeguarding his own authority.

As a result, the Lord of the Charnel Ground showed complete disinterest in worldly pursuits like authority and riches.

Bound by the summons of Buddhist doctrine, he harbored a merciful spirit that felt compassion for all creatures, declining to join Deji in subduing rival clans.

As the old proverb states, one cannot savor the cake and still possess it.

Deji surely couldn't expect the Lord of the Charnel Ground to abandon all earthly cravings while also demanding ruthless decisiveness in slaughter to aid Yasha Langtai in dominating the Southwest Region, right?

From that moment forward, the clash between Liang Yue and Yenatai turned into an exhausting standoff.

Among Delta-level superhumans, these two stood at the absolute peak in terms of prowess.

Seasoned combatants and versatile masters of attack and guard alike, they rarely left openings for one another to exploit.

Thus, the fight boiled down to relentless assaults and counters, waiting for the opponent to slip up first.

The Allied Forces spectators felt their hearts pounding with anxiety and dread.

On the other hand, Zhang Yi, Pagyi Gesang, and their companions observed casually, as if savoring an entertaining spectacle.

Pagyi Gesang would occasionally shoot glances at Zhang Yi, his gaze filled with deep admiration.

If Zhang Yi were merely strong on his own, it would only highlight his talent or luck.

Yet, surrounding himself with so many skilled individuals proved that Zhang Yi excelled not just as a powerhouse, but as an exceptional commander.

Though Zhang Yi seemed at ease, his eyes stayed locked on the battlefield without wavering.

Should any unexpected elements arise there, he would instantly pull his weapon and shoot.

A brutal back-and-forth struggle raged between Liang Yue and Yenatai.

Each parried the other's strikes perfectly. At this stage, every move aimed solely at slaying the foe.

With their powers evenly matched, foretelling a victor proved challenging.

Yet, this confrontation extended beyond just the pair; countless outside influences loomed large.

Hua Hua, offering distant backup though simply perched on the snow mastiff's remains observing the action, imposed an undeniable strain on Yenatai simply through her watchful presence.

Added to the dire repercussions of defeat, even the steeliest resolve would struggle to stay composed.

Once the mind falters, strike speeds slow, attack flows disrupt, and guards sprout gaps.

These minor flaws, accumulating gradually, build into an overwhelming burden crushing the spirit.

Author's Note