The person was chanting a curse, but their hands were wielding the black magic.

The turbulent flow of magical energy continued to swirl in the sky.

It was clear that both of them had begun to develop injuries that had not yet healed.

As the undisputed glass cannon among the four natural disasters, the clepsydra was subjected to the relentless onslaught of the drifting clouds.

The horrific wounds have already revealed more than one instance where the cursed power cannot keep up with the repair.

The pale bones, twisted to the surface by the terrifying force of the blow, looked exceptionally grotesque.

A flicker of anxiety flashed in Louhu's eyes. He suddenly rose into the air, trying to create distance again and use his aerial advantage to regroup.

The ability to remain suspended in the air should be its privilege as a cursed spirit.

However, the sky has never been the exclusive domain of cursed spirits.

boom!

Fuheishen exerted force with his feet, the ground cracked, and his figure soared into the sky!

The terrifying power bestowed by the heavens and the curse was once again unleashed to its fullest extent.

Fuheshchen, using the sky as a stepping stone.

Borrowing incredible propulsion from the air, they can move almost like flying across walls between towering, dilapidated buildings, defying the laws of physics!

But at this moment, something even more troublesome than gravity was clinging to him.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

On the battlefield, the number of fireflies released by the water clock has surged to the point of blotting out the sky.

As the only advantage it could gain in hand-to-hand combat, Louhu decided to keep replicating the battle situation where it had just landed a punch on Shen'er!

To put it in Fukuro's words:

Combat skill B, roof.

However, the abundance of skill slots is indeed a major feature of the Leaky Pot.

This is why, apart from Shen Er, countless netizens in the previous life wanted to see how the Leaky Pot could contend with the Stone Flow Dragon, the number one damage dealer among swimmers.

Regarding the elaborate meals...

Fu Hei licked his lips and continued to fix his gaze on the two people in the sky.

The high-frequency sonic attack continued, like countless fine needles trying to pierce Fuhsher's skull.

It interferes with his balance, reaction, and even the most basic motor coordination.

This meant that, although Shen was standing, the precision of his movements and the fluidity of his bursts were noticeably less than before the injury.

The buzzing grew increasingly piercing, preparing to unleash another round of more intense sonic shocks, combined with other spells, to completely wear down the opponent.

"Don't fall down, Daddy without his magic power!"

Fu Hei's brows furrowed involuntarily.

Far away, under the cover of the buildings, the Naobi people and Fushiguro were already struggling to breathe from the sonic waves, let alone the tyrant in the center.

However, Fukuro witnessed a scene he would never forget.

Faced with that ubiquitous sound wave interference.

Fuhesh, possessing a body bound by heaven and curses that surpasses the limits of human hearing, made a choice that was direct and extreme.

Shen Er simply clasped his hands together calmly.

Then, without hesitation, towards his ear canals on both sides—

Twin peaks piercing the ears!

Blood gushed out instantly from his ear canals and around his fingertips, dripping down Shen'er's chin.

His face remained expressionless, except that his brows furrowed slightly for a moment due to the excruciating pain that had exceeded his threshold, before relaxing.

Self-harm.

In exchange for the permanent loss of vital senses, one gains absolute immunity to sound-based interference.

The enhancements from Heaven and Curse are comprehensive, and hearing is also an important means of battlefield observation, far surpassing that of ordinary people.

Maki was able to dodge Sukuna's spatial slash only because of her hearing, which far surpassed that of a sorcerer.

Without a doubt, losing one's hearing was a difficult choice for both Heaven and the tyrant.

His zero-cursed-power constitution means that he cannot repair such damage using reverse spells or curses like a sorcerer or a cursed spirit.

Fuheshen shook his head, seemingly adjusting to the sudden silence.

His pure black eyes refocused, and all the noise was blocked out!

All that remains is visual locking and the most basic bodily sensations.

Heaven and the tyrant act once again.

This time, the movements were completely free of any slight lag caused by sound wave interference.

His figure shot out faster and more powerfully than before he was injured!

The ground beneath his feet turned to dust the moment he stomped on it!

The target is the water clock!

A look of horror flashed across the water clock's eyes.

It did not expect the other party to break the deadlock in such an extreme way.

Seeing that Shen'er ignored the Fireflies that were trying to regroup and block him, and charged forward with even greater ferocity, Louhu immediately changed his tactics.

"With only your eyes left, how can you possibly capture my image?"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Several high-temperature walls of fire instantly rose from the ground, blocking the space between the two.

Cut off sight of them completely.

As a natural disaster, and valuing the dignity of the new humankind, Louhu would never have wanted to use such a roundabout tactic.

But now, an overwhelming sense of impending death tells it that this is the only way!

With his hands forming a hand seal, the previously scattered fireflies stopped emitting sound waves and instead exploded violently, forming small clumps of disintegrating magical energy dust.

Mixed in behind the wall of fire, it further disrupts perception and the flow of magical energy.

The water clock quickly disappeared behind the walls of fire and the smoke of incantations.

Instead of attacking immediately, it used this brief cover to circulate its magical power wildly, and then raised its hands in a fighting stance in front of it.

If Fuhei could observe the activity inside the fire wall, he would definitely recognize that this was the posture of clashing firepower with Shiwuzhi Su Nuo.

The flames and magical power surrounding him began to compress and condense in an unprecedented and more dangerous manner.

Although it is not called the "Extreme Ban", this is still the most powerful attack method of the water clock.

Inside the firewall, all was silent.

Only the sound of flames burning could be heard.

Snap... Snap...

And a sound like metal being repeatedly scraped against a rough stone surface, came from outside the firewall.

The water clock's spell had reached a crucial moment. The one-eyed man stared intently at the direction of the fire wall, but a hint of doubt arose in his heart.

Why not attack?

Given the speed and destructive power the opponent just displayed, these walls of fire and interfering smoke clouds, while able to hold them off for a moment, could never completely stop them.

What is he waiting for?

Or is it that the self-harm and injuries just now had a greater impact than they appear?

Snap... Snap...

The friction sound continued, neither fast nor slow.

It stood out starkly from the crackling of the flames, yet remained remarkably clear.

An inexplicable sense of anxiety quietly crept into the heart of the water clock.

The one-eyed man stared intently at the wall of fire.

The absolute silence lasted for less than half a second.

call out! ! !

A black and red afterimage, with speed and sharpness surpassing any previous attack, tore through the innermost wall of fire without warning!

It tore apart the clouds of cursed power, tore apart the air, and also tore apart the astonishment that had just gathered in the eyes of the water clock, and the hastily raised cursed power defense!

That wasn't the form of the staff that Youyun used before.

The joint between the first and last sections of the three-section staff is ground into a spiral-shaped, sharp protrusion.

It is transformed into a single, menacing long spike!

A black and red afterimage tore through the sky, all power concentrated to an extreme degree at that spiral-shaped, sharp tip.

That crackling sound just now was Shen Er, outside the firewall, personally polishing and modifying Youyun!

He abandoned the flexibility of the Cloud-Wandering part and temporarily transformed it into an unparalleled armor-piercing cone that existed solely for a single penetration!

This is exactly what ended the attack by the Thug!

At this moment, the Armor-Piercing Cloud Sword, imbued with all of Shen'er's remaining explosive power, was precisely...

It pierced through the water clock and the incantation power that had hastily gathered in front of his chest.

"Well!"

The single eye of the water clock suddenly bulged out, filled with unbelievable pain and bewilderment.

Looking down, he saw a hideous weapon protruding from his chest.

The body, made of cursed power, was being frantically churned by the spiraling spikes.

Slowly disintegrating.