While I was chanting a curse, the system said I was Xiao Yan?

Chapter 160 Three-Colored Fire Lotus

The water clock's chest was still heaving. Its short but sturdy body remained intact after such a violent explosion, though its surface was covered with cracks, like a piece of porcelain that had been shattered and then barely pieced back together.

Louhu placed its hands on the ground and slowly stood up. The cracks on its body began to heal. Such injuries were nothing to a cursed spirit of its level; they could be healed at any time with a little curse power.

What truly harmed it was the magical power consumed by using the domain, and the unexpected consequences of the domain being broken!

Technique-based circuit breaking!

This is a problem that every user of a domain must face, and it is also the biggest risk in the development of a domain. When a domain is forcibly shattered by an external force, the spell itself will fall into a brief dormancy due to overload. That time may only be a dozen seconds or half a minute, but it is enough to be fatal for an experienced sorcerer.

Tianyan seized this opportunity.

He knew that during this brief period, Louhu would be unable to use any magical abilities and could only rely on his physical strength to endure it, which was an excellent opportunity for him!

He took a burst of speed, his foot exploding on the ground, sending ripples of air flying everywhere. In that instant, his body accelerated from a standstill to its maximum speed, like an arrow flying close to the ground, heading straight for the water clock.

The water clock had barely regained its footing from the ruins, and before it could even recover from the backlash of its shattered domain, Tianyan's calm face appeared in its field of vision.

His right fist, imbued with compressed, purplish-gold magical power, was unleashed with an extremely short striking distance, striking the chest three-pointer of the True Leaking Pot.

"Bang!

""

The sound was dull, like someone had smashed a hot iron plate with a hammer. The water clock was pushed backward three or four meters by the punch, its soles leaving two charred marks on the gravel ground. It lost its balance and staggered.

Tianyan gave it no chance to regroup. Its left fist followed closely, slashing in from the side and striking its ribs precisely. Louhu's body arched violently, and the bleeding cracks on its volcano-shaped head were widened even further, with dark purple blood flowing down the cracks.

Louhu attempted to retaliate, his right arm sweeping across from the side with a force powerful enough to break an ordinary sorcerer in half. Tianyan lowered his body slightly as the sweeping arm passed over his head, the resulting gust of wind causing his hair to fly backward.

He twisted his waist and turned around, his right elbow slamming upwards, the bone armor at the tip of his elbow unleashing a terrifying burst of magical power at close range.

The Eight Extremes Collapse!

The moment it touched the chest of the cleaver, the hidden force poured into the cleaver's body from Tianyan's elbow. It exploded beneath the cleaver's surface, spreading along the charred skin that was already covered in cracks, and impacting the remaining cursed power structure within its body.

At the same time, Tianyan threw a punch, and a black lightning bolt exploded from the point of contact, instantly turning the entire ruins black and white.

Black Flash!

"puff!

'

A large amount of dark purple blood gushed from the spout of the water clock. Its body flew backward, but it staggered and regained its footing. Its single eye was half-closed, and the orange-red light in its pupil had dimmed considerably after that attack.

But it did not fall.

It steadied itself, looked down at the dented fist mark on its chest, which was no longer simply charred but had shattered open, revealing dark red tissue slowly writhing inside. Then it raised its head, looked at Tianyan, and a more violent light rekindled in its single eye.

Its voice was hoarse, like shattered glass rubbing against its throat: "Have you had enough?"

'

Tianyan's pupils contracted slightly. He could feel that the cursed power within the louhu, which had been suppressed by the spell, was flowing again at an extremely fast speed, like magma surging before it erupts.

The water clock suddenly drooped its head.

Its volcano-shaped top, with its cracked, scorched earth surface, suddenly split open, and a bright, dazzling orange-red light shone from the crack, as if a sun had been compressed into that small crater.

Then the beam of light shot out.

"call out!

'

Before the sound of high-speed friction against the air could reach Tianyan's ears, the magma ray had already rushed in front of him. It was molten lava fluid compressed to the extreme, with a temperature high enough to liquefy steel the moment it came into contact with him!

Tianyan's body reacted instantly. He crossed his arms in front of him, and purple-gold bone armor grew wildly on his arms, forming a thick bone barrier on the front of his arms.

The magma beam struck his bone armor, producing a piercing burning sound. White steam rose from the point of contact. Tianyan's body was propelled backward by the impact of the beam, his feet carving two deep furrows in the ground, with gravel and dust scattering around him.

He felt as if his hands were holding a piece of molten iron. The thickened bone armor began to turn red under the continuous impact of the magma rays, and a burning pain came from his arms.

Tianyan's body was pushed backward by the magma ray for dozens of meters until his back hit a broken wall and he came to a stop.

Tianyan lowered his arms and looked down. Most of the purple-gold bone armor had been burned through, and there were large areas of burn marks on the skin of his forearms. The deep red burns were shocking to see.

"Cough... Ha...."

""

After the attack, the water clock did not pursue. Instead, it knelt on the ground, supporting itself with one hand, panting heavily. Its body trembled, and it spat out purplish-black blood, which pooled on the ground.

The remaining internal energy within it continued to erupt, like several small bombs detonating inside its body. Each eruption caused it to spit out a mouthful of blood clots mixed with flame residue.

"your.....

""

Its voice was broken: "Those things in my fist..."

,

It raised its head, its single eye flashing with an angry orange-red light:

This is really troublesome!

'

Tianyan stood there, his burned arms hanging at his sides. His breathing was steady, and his gaze was calm. He didn't speak, but he was assessing the condition of the clepsydra. That black flash should have caused it considerable damage, but the clepsydra was, after all, a top-tier cursed spirit. Its vitality was far more tenacious than that of a human sorcerer. If it could unleash two or three more black flashes, it would probably be able to truly threaten it.

After repairing his injuries, Louhu slowly stood up, supporting himself on the ground: "Zen Temple Heavenly Flame."

It sensed its own situation, and its voice was much calmer than before, like someone about to make a decision, who at the last moment had shaken off all anxiety and anger: "I admit, you are indeed very strong. In close combat, I am no match for you."

It looked at Tianyan, and the orange-red light in its pupils became exceptionally bright for a moment, as if it was gathering its last bit of power.

"so!"

It pushed off the ground with its feet, and its whole body shot into the air like a rocket that had been ignited, leaving a long orange-red tail flame as it rushed straight to the top of the barrier.

"I will use everything I have to turn you to ashes!"

Its voice echoed high in the sky, rough and deep, as if the whole world was responding to its roar. It hovered at the top of the barrier, its short, thick arms fully outstretched, and the orange-red light from the cracks on its body surface was extremely bright, like a sun about to fall.

The power of the curse poured out of its body, no longer a trickle, but a flood that burst its banks, spreading, condensing, and compressing outwards from it, forming a huge fireball above its head.

The fireball was initially only a few meters wide, but as the magical power continued to be injected, it expanded at a visible speed—ten meters, twenty meters, fifty meters! Moreover, the fireball generated a tremendous gravitational pull, causing the rubble and debris on the ground to...

The twisted streetlights and wrecked vehicles were all drawn towards the fireball by the immense gravity, and then melted upon contact, becoming part of that giant fireball.

It continued to rotate and expand, like a meteorite taking shape, surrounded by countless dazzling magma patterns.

A massive fireball, hundreds of meters in diameter, hovered above the barrier.

Tianyan stood in the center of the ruins, looking up at the fireball that was slowly pressing down. He could feel the air vibrating, the heat rising, the ground trembling, and even the rubble beneath his feet began to loosen under the immense gravity, sliding towards the fireball.

"Extreme Strike - Meteor!"

""

You can't escape!

""

Its voice descended from high above, hoarse and deep, filled with weariness yet tinged with pleasure: "Within the barrier, you have nowhere to escape!"

The fireball began to fall.

It wasn't fast, but it was too big and too hot. The slow descent alone caused the air inside the barrier to boil, the asphalt on the ground to melt, and the dilapidated buildings to twist and deform in the heat.

Tianyan stood directly beneath the meteorite, looking up at the falling meteorite, which resembled a falling sun, illuminating the entire area in a dazzling orange-red.

In the outside world, this slow move would be useless, but now, because of this barrier, its power has been maximized, because there is really nowhere to escape and the only option is to take it head-on!

He took a deep breath, the scalding air filling his lungs and making his throat tight. He simply closed his eyes and then opened them again.

In that instant, a terrifying energy, a mixture of cold and heat, exploded from the depths of his soul. Tianyan's body trembled slightly as he could feel the pale white flame surging from the depths of his soul, flowing along his meridians to his limbs and bones, seeping out from his pores, and forming a thin barrier of ice and fire on the surface of his body.

Bone Spirit Cold Fire.

Three colors appeared in the air.

Deep blue, pink, and forest blue—they floated before him, slowly rotating around the same central point, like three planets drawn together by the same invisible thread.

Tianyan clasped his hands together, and the three flames merged in his palms. In that instant, Tianyan's surging soul power was completely released. He could feel that power surging outward like a tide, enveloping and shaping the three flames.

The three flames began to merge, and finally a lotus platform appeared in his palm. It was white all over, with pink and dark blue light slowly flowing inside the lotus heart, like a carefully cut gem. It was not big, but the aura it emitted made the entire barrier tremble slightly.

Tianyan looked up at the falling meteorite, which had already descended to a height of less than tens of meters from the ground. Its huge shadow enveloped the entire ruins, and orange-red light poured down from its surface.

He took a step forward, then suddenly swung his arm and threw the three-colored fire lotus into the sky.

The fire lotus streaked across the sky in a straight white arc, like an arrow shot towards the falling meteorite. It traveled through the rain, freezing the surrounding raindrops into tiny ice crystals upon contact, only to melt those crystals back into mist the next instant, creating a trail of swirling white fog.

The fire lotus and the meteorite met in mid-air, and a pale white light exploded from the point of impact. This light was unlike any other explosion before. It was not dazzling, but it occupied the entire field of vision, as if someone had covered the whole world with a white curtain.

No sound.

Or perhaps the sound was so loud that it turned into silence at that moment, with only that light, that pale white light that exploded from the core, enveloping and permeating the entire meteorite layer by layer.

Upon contact with the light, the magma on the meteorite's surface rapidly changed from orange-red to grayish-white, and then to a translucent, ice-crystal-like texture. The ice layer spread outward from the point of contact, as if an invisible hand had pressed the fast-forward button, covering the entire surface of the meteorite in a very short time.

Then, it shattered.

The massive meteorite, hundreds of meters in diameter, shattered completely in that instant, turning into countless tiny ice crystals that drifted down from the sky.

Tianyan stood amidst the ruins, looking up as he watched the ice crystals shimmer in the sunlight, falling onto his shoulders and head with a soft, rain-like sound as they hit the stone slabs. He reached out and caught a piece of ice crystal, which melted in his palm, turning into a ball of fire that slipped through his fingers.

The water clock fell from the sky like a charred stone. It crashed into a pile of rubble less than three meters in front of Tianyan with a dull thud, kicking up a cloud of dust and gravel.

It lay in the pile of rubble, its withered body burning with three-colored flames: a pale white flame spread across its chest, while pink and sky-blue flames danced on its body, and its short, thick arms lay limply at its sides.

Its single eye was half-open, and the orange-red light in its pupil had become extremely faint.

Tianyan stood in front of it, looking down at it.

The clepsydra's lips moved slightly, its voice hoarse: "Such immense power... why... hide it..."

""

Tianyan didn't speak. He just stood there, watching the water clock slowly crack. Starting from the cracks, the edges peeled off layer by layer like dried soil, crumbled, and then turned into fine powder.

On the ground, only a flame, a mixture of deep orange and dark colors, remained, like lava.