King of Creation Chapter 1648 - 1633: A Difficult Choice

Run!

To Yuann Yinying's astonishment, after clashing twice with neither side gaining the upper hand, Di Kuohai suddenly spun around and bolted away.

In ordinary situations, this reaction wouldn't be unexpected.

Confronted with just one strike left, opting for a tactical withdrawal feels instinctive, even if it seldom succeeds here due to the battlefield's mere hundred-mile span and lack of room to maneuver.

Nothing about that could faze Yuann Yinying.

However, what truly stunned him was the nineteen Ye Zhens fanning out and racing off in every direction.

Even more bewildering, despite deploying his Divine Soul Power, he failed to distinguish the illusions from the True Body.

No matter how Yuann Yinying strained his Divine Soul Power to its utmost, all nineteen Ye Zhens retreated at precisely the same pace, revealing zero discrepancies.

That's why Yinying's eyes popped wide like copper bells, rendering him utterly stupefied.

With a single strike left, he could target only one direction, or perhaps a limited sector. The agonizing question: which one?

Under typical conditions, forget nineteen illusions—even one hundred ninety would pose no issue, as his mighty Divine Eagle Sky Flying Divine Ability could annihilate them all in mere moments.

Yet right now, he possessed just one shot!

Anxiety surged through Yuann Yinying as Di Kuohai's illusions dispersed at breakneck speed; the more time passed, the fewer he could hit in a single assault.

But which held Di Kuohai's True Body?

In that split second, Yuann Yinying erupted in fury. Damn that despicable ploy—utterly shameless!

He did possess a wide-area attack Secret Technique capable of blanketing a ten-mile radius in an instant, shredding everything inside without mercy.

Under that barrage, Di Kuohai's illusions would shatter immediately, exposing the True Body right away.

However, such vast attacks demand preparation time and pack reduced punch, particularly when rushed, falling short against a Middle Stage Realm King Realm powerhouse like Di Kuohai.

Not even a Middle Late Stage Divine Communication expert could be slain in one hit.

Normally, simply locating Ye Zhen’s True Body would simplify matters.

But now, Yuann Yinying had only one opportunity!

One strike!

This setup was outrageously unjust!

It was a scheme crafted to corner him completely!

If he failed the three-strike pact, how could he salvage his dignity?

How would Yuann Yinying go on living?

Countless ideas raced through his head in a flash. Yuann Yinying teetered on the brink of tears from sheer panic.

Meanwhile, the observing martial artists admired Ye Zhen's cunning while empathizing deeply with Yuann Yinying's plight.

In this bind, what fitting decision could the hapless Yuann Yinying possibly make? Right?

Anyone who had grappled with tough calls felt extra pity for Yuann Yinying, grasping the torment of choosing now!!!

Yuann Yinying's fingers started shaking; the area attack Secret Technique was off the table, and seconds ticked by as the nineteen Di Kuohais nearly escaped beyond ten miles.

Every instant squandered let Ye Zhen’s Mirage Avatar retreat another half-mile, shrinking his window to isolate Di Kuohai’s True Body.

Still, Yuann Yinying loathed gambling on chance.

He craved command over the chaos, yet everything slipped from his grasp!

"East? South? North? Southeast? Northeast?" Yuann Yinying's eyes whipped about frantically. He yearned to smash Ye Zhen decisively, but viable targets shrank from three to two!

Even a two-fisted assault would strike no more than six!

But Yuann Yinying realized he couldn't stall further; more delay might doom even those six illusions.

"The outer edge..."

Yuann Yinying's stare hardened as tremendous spatial energy erupted from his silver-gloved palms.

At the peak of that spatial surge, Yuann Yinying thrust his hands mightily toward south and north.

Silver radiance burst forth, intricate Dao Patterns shimmering endlessly inside, as twin silver beams tore through the void.

The very next moment, space around Heavenly Snake Reef quaked like in a seismic upheaval, making the void ripple violently.

Even the distant martial spectators staggered slightly from the spatial turmoil.

A pair of enormous spatial cracks burst open right before two of Ye Zhen’s illusion bodies, stretching out swiftly.

One Ye Zhen illusion after another got engulfed by the two thousand-meter rifts Yuann Yinying unleashed.

Illusions over a hundred meters off still got dragged into the rifts' horrifying pull.

Seven!

In a blink, Yuann Yinying's spatial fissures consumed seven Ye Zhen illusions.

Unknown yet if Di Kuohai’s True Body lurked among them.

Right then, from the corner of his eye, Yuann Yinying spotted one eastern Di Kuohai figure flicker faintly, solidifying in that heartbeat.

With eagle-sharp vision, Yuann Yinying zeroed in on that Di Kuohai silhouette.

"True Body!"

"That is definitely Di Kuohai’s True Body!"

Yuann Yinying's mind thundered. His prior devastating spatial strikes must have rattled Di Kuohai’s True Body into reflexive defenses, betraying its spot.

"Die!"

Blazing with wrath, Yuann Yinying cast aside the three-strike limit entirely. His silver glove ignited anew with myriad Dao Patterns.

This strike aimed to end Di Kuohai for good.

But at that precise moment, six oppressive auras bearing mountain-crushing weight fixed upon him, freezing him solid.

Any further action from Yuann Yinying would draw instant counterstrikes from the six Dao Realm powerhouses, leaving him gravely wounded.

"Third Young Master Yuann, three strikes are enough!"

Mountain God Yi Xun’s declaration, backed by the six Dao Realm experts' icy pressure, hit like icy water, snapping Yuann Yinying to his senses!