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Chapter 776: The Undying Spirit

"I won\'t let you flee!" Fang Yi shouted as he gave chase, retracing his steps and flying out of the hole.

Another purple beam shot down from above, launched by the king of the black spirits.

Fang Yi evaded with [Floating Clouds]. The spear in his hands tore apart the foundations of the pyramid around him as he carved out a space for himself to dodge the attack.

The king of the black spirits, meanwhile, successfully made it out of the pyramid. He floated in the air, his arms spread, as if summoning something. Within the inverted pyramid, all the spirits transformed into black bandages that shot toward their king.

The king gathered all those bandages, coiling them around and around each other, forming a sphere that looked like some form of egg.

Xing Ying, supervising Fang Yi from the air, widened his eyes. "This won\'t be good..."

He shot through the air, his claws glinting with light. He tried to slice apart the black sphere, but the three small pyramids shifted and blocked him from attacking.

The black sphere slowly unraveled, turning into a black giant. It bent down and plucked off the top of the black pyramid to use as a weapon, roaring as a sandstorm formed around him.

Rather than being wrapped up in bandages, it was made up of one: a giant of cloth that was stitched together to form a muscular figure. The king of the black spirits was embedded within the giant\'s chest.

Xing Ying sighed. "Good luck, lad..."

When Fang Yi emerged from the inverted pyramid, he was shocked to see the giant standing above him. The giant slammed a palm down on Fang Yi, who hurriedly dodged with [Floating Clouds].

The giant\'s palm struck the cracked pyramid, sending rubble flying all over.

Fang Yi emerged from the smoke, his spear charged with wind and lightning.

"[Shadow and Light]!" At that very moment, Fang Yi morphed into countless clones, each of which moved independently through the battlefield, bolstered by the wheels of time to their back.

Each clone instantly thrust forward with their spear hundreds of times. The strikes looked like illusions, but they all manifested in reality. Thousands of spears criss-crossed in mid-air, striking the giant and spawning countless wheels of time to the clones\' backs.

In the blink of an eye, each clone had twenty such wheels strengthening their attacks, but the giant\'s muscles, formed from black cloth, were stronger than the thickest armor. Even repeated attacks from the clones\' spears were unable to hurt the giant.

The giant swept forward with his arm, dissipating the clones with nothing but brute force. Its strength was frightful; strong gusts of wind followed its every move. It tore a hole in the sandstorm raging across the battlefield.

Fang Yi appeared behind the giant\'s head, the black spear in his hand sparking with lightning. The giant opened its mouth, revealing a purple glow as he charged up a beam attack.

Fang Yi\'s eyes lit up. That attack came from the ankh\'s eye—the ankh was in the giant\'s mouth!

"[Born of Lightning, Swallowed by the Wind]!" As Fang Yi shouted, his spear traced a half-moon in the air, surrounded by an aura of time. Light and shadow flashed by its tip, just like the wind and lightning that made up the core of Fang Yi\'s techniques.

Temporal energy surged toward the tip of his spear.

The spear pierced space abruptly, spawning a rift that turned its surroundings gray. All movement was locked in time. Everything froze and turned gray: the wind, the black sand, the giant, and even the beam of purple light coalescing around the giant\'s mouth.

The only color in the space came from Fang Yi and his crackling spear.

"Let\'s give you a taste of your own medicine!" Fang Yi tossed out the spear in his hand straight toward the giant\'s mouth.

The frozen world of gray cracked. Time began flowing anew, and the giant\'s mouth brimmed with purple light. Fang Yi\'s spear wasn\'t sufficient to destroy the ankh.

Moments before the giant was about to release its beam attack, Fang Yi leapt toward him, somersaulted in mid-air, charged his leg with wind and lightning, and kicked at the haft of the spear, propelling it forward deeper into the giant\'s mouth and piercing the ankh located there. Purple light exploded, and the resulting explosion sent Fang Yi flying into the distance.

Xing Ying, hovering in the air, smoothly caught him. Fang Yi summoned his spear back into his hand.

Xing Ying murmured, "The king of the black spirits doesn\'t seem to be dead just yet."

The explosion of the purple light had knocked the giant\'s head off, but the giant wasn\'t the king himself.

The king\'s head was located at the giant\'s chest. Although the explosion was impressively large, causing the giant\'s neck and even chest to cave in, the king of the black spirits was largely unhurt.

"He\'s truly a pest to kill!" Fang Yi complained.

"It looks like you\'ll have to keep fighting," Xing Ying replied, flapping his wings to get closer.

"I\'ll use my final trump card, then." Fang Yi leapt forward. The wheel of time expanded behind him as he charged up to the giant with his spear.

The headless giant punched at the spear, blocking it but unable to send Fang Yi flying. The two attacks were at an impasse when Fang Yi\'s wheel of time suddenly flared with light.

"[Wheel of Time: Break]!" With a howl from Fang Yi, the wheel of time behind him broke in a shower of light.

Next to Fang Yi appeared a shadow of himself, one which suddenly merged with Fang Yi\'s body and gave him a tremendous boost to his strength. The wind and lightning circling the spear doubled in intensity.

As the next wheel of time broke, even more light flared from Fang Yi\'s back. A second shadow appeared, merged with Fang Yi, and boosted his strength, followed by a third, a fourth, a fifth, a sixth...