Chapter 2077: The Divine Weapons

Especially with Zu An heavily injured, the battle appeared completely one-sided.

Fortunately, Zu An could use the Gluttonous Sky Devouring Art to a certain extent to absorb and neutralize the opponent's astonishing attack power. In addition, the Book of Records provided a warning function for impending dangers, allowing him to evade crises in advance.

Even so, he was still in constant peril; his opponent was simply too powerful.

The warning function of the Book of Records was not foolproof, similar to Zhuge Liang in the game 'Sanguosha'. Although he had the 'Stargazing' skill to view the next few cards in the deck and even alter their order, often, no matter how he changed them, he couldn't alter the predetermined outcome.

It is easy to know heaven's will, but difficult to defy it!

Eventually, after a series of evasions, he couldn't dodge any longer and was struck by the Lord of Slaughter. He was sent directly crashing into a nearby snow-capped mountain.

With a thunderous rumble that shook the ground, a large section of the majestic snow-capped mountain collapsed.

The Lord of Slaughter was about to pursue him to finish him off when suddenly, several whistling tornadoes appeared from all directions. They started small but grew visibly larger in the blink of an eye. The surrounding snow was swept up by the wind, and as far as the eye could see, the world was a blinding white, with visibility less than a meter.

Zu An seized this opportunity to crawl out of the deep pit. His clothes were torn, and his chest bore three deep, bone-revealing claw marks; he could even faintly see his heart beating.

It was remarkable that his body, now comparable in strength to a dragon's, was injured so severely by a single claw, demonstrating just how powerful the Lord of Slaughter truly was.

At that moment, he disregarded his injuries and quickly moved away from his spot to avoid further attacks.

Gazing at the blinding white blizzard before him, he lost sight of the Lord of Slaughter.

He frowned, wondering what this sudden environmental change was about.

He hastily deployed his divine sense to scan the surroundings, but the wind and snow seemed to greatly hinder it, significantly reducing its range compared to normal.

Accustomed to his divine sense covering a wide area like a 'map hack' in ordinary times, he now felt as if he had become blind. Zu An's heart sank with a jolt; he didn't know how affected the Lord of Slaughter was. If the Lord wasn't significantly impacted, wouldn't he become a lamb to the slaughter?

Suddenly, a warning sign flared in his mind, as a sharp claw pierced through the snow and wind, lunging for his back.

Just as he was about to dodge, a gust of wind and snow enveloped him, carrying him several thousand meters to the side.

"Leave this to me; you should focus on recovering from your injuries," said a voice, as the blowing snow seemed to coalesce into the frosty face of the Snow Maiden.

Zu An breathed a sigh of relief, realizing it was her technique. At such a critical moment, he didn't try to be brave.

Speaking of which, this great snowy mountain was the Snow Maiden's home ground. This move brought back the feeling of being relentlessly pursued by her, with nowhere to run or hide, back when she was chasing him and Yan Xuehen. He immediately sat down to meditate, quickly pulling out a handful of spiritual herbs and tossing them into his mouth. These herbs included some given by Ji Xiaoxi when he left the capital, others by Yu Yanluo a few days prior, and even some from the Little Demon Empress – all top-tier spiritual herbs in this world.

Unfortunately, he was suffering from the backlash of having just used 'Jian Lai'. While these spiritual herbs had some effect, they were far too slow-acting; perhaps ten days to half a month of recovery would show results, but he couldn't afford to wait that long now.

After a moment of hesitation, he took out a porcelain bottle and poured the aura-rich liquid inside into his mouth. However, a thought suddenly crossed his mind, and at the last moment, he decided to leave a small amount in the bottle.

This was the Feather Mountain Spiritual Spring, obtained during his last visit to the Demon Imperial Tomb secret realm, known for its ability to revive the dead and regrow flesh on bones.

He had used it several times before, and this was the last of it; once consumed, it would be gone.

Soon after, he groaned, and blood began to seep from cracks all over his body.

It was important to note that the spiritual herbs he had just consumed were all top-tier and extremely potent.

Had anyone else consumed all these potent herbs together in one go, they likely would have become a fatal poison.

Only Zu An's powerful body, tempered by numerous refinements, could withstand them without exploding. He diligently circulated the Grandmist Primordial Scripture to heal his internal injuries.

Rings of white light shimmered faintly around him. Fortunately, the surrounding snow and wind were entirely white; otherwise, he would have been exceptionally conspicuous.

A moment later, the flesh around the wound on his chest began to visibly knit together and heal.

The small amount of blood that had previously seeped from his skin due to the 'Jian Lai' backlash was gradually reabsorbed into the wounds, while the crack-like injuries all over his body also began to disappear.

After roughly an incense stick's worth of time, Zu An opened his eyes. Although his injuries were not fully healed, he had recovered about sixty to seventy percent, enough to engage in combat.

Crucially, the Snow Maiden was clearly about to collapse; he had already heard her groans of pain several times.

From within the blizzard, the Lord of Slaughter's wild laughter echoed: "Haha, I've got you!"

With a bang, the surrounding wind and snow suddenly dispersed, and the Snow Maiden's figure stumbled onto the snow-capped mountain. She was clutching her shoulder, her face etched with pain.

It turned out her left arm had been severed!

Looking at the wound at the severed point, it was clear she had been bitten by the Lord of Slaughter. It was unknown what secret technique she had used to break free.

The Snow Maiden was enveloped in an icy mist, and soon a brand new arm grew out from where her limb had been severed.

Although the Snow Maiden's face was already pale, it was visibly even more ashen now. Clearly, already gravely injured, coupled with such a loss, she was now on the verge of exhaustion.

At this moment, the Lord of Slaughter, from a distance, spat out a mouthful of ice and snow: "I've hated anything related to snow my entire life."

Anyone who had been trapped under a snow-capped mountain for endless ages would probably despise ice and snow.

"Though not tasty, it's better to kill it." A cruel smile appeared in the Lord of Slaughter's eyes as it prepared to pounce and finish off the Snow Maiden.

Suddenly, a figure flashed beside it, holding a dark dagger and aiming for its eye.

The Lord of Slaughter was utterly shocked. This individual had made no sound at all, and crucially, there wasn't the slightest hint of killing intent before the attack, otherwise it would have been impossible for it not to notice.

It turned out that Zu An had instantly teleported beside the Lord of Slaughter just as the wind and snow dispersed. He had concealed his killing intent using the 'Supreme Oblivion Chapter' and then unleashed a tenfold attack with the 'Star-Shattering Profound Seal'. To ensure success, this time he used 'Poisoned Dagger', which was more convenient for sneak attacks.

A mere stab wound would be enough to kill the target!

Considering the opponent's skin defense was too strong, and 'Poisoned Dagger' might not be able to injure it, he specifically chose the eye.

Even if its outer skin was impenetrable, surely its eyes wouldn't be equally impervious, would they?

The Lord of Slaughter was indeed powerful; even against such a perfectly executed assassination, it managed to shift a short distance at the last second, at least saving its eyes from being blinded.

However, Zu An's full-strength attack was not so easily evaded. Ultimately, its cheek was still struck by the dagger, opening a gash several inches long from which thick green blood flowed.

Its thick tail retaliated, striking Zu An's chest and sending him flying several hundred zhang. He felt as if every bone in his body was about to break.

However, he couldn't suppress the smile on his face. This creature had been struck by 'Poisoned Dagger,' and it wasn't an undead being...

Just then, as expected, black, mysterious runes began to emerge from the Lord of Slaughter's wound. The runes quickly spread, seemingly intent on covering its entire body.

But to everyone's surprise, the runes suddenly stopped spreading halfway. Then, with a crisp crack, the existing black runes on its body shattered directly.

Zu An: "…?"

He was utterly bewildered. 'Poisoned Dagger' was one of his greatest trump cards; throughout his years of growth, he had relied on it multiple times to defeat stronger foes and escape death. It had never failed, unless the target was already an undead creature. So why now?

"A small dagger actually carries a reaper's curse?" The Lord of Slaughter looked at the dark dagger in Zu An's hand, its gaze tinged with solemnity.

"Why are you unharmed?" Zu An couldn't help but ask.

"I forgot to tell you, I am the most perfect weapon created by the gods; no laws can affect me." The Lord of Slaughter said, a hint of triumph in its voice. It loved to destroy an opponent's confidence and watch as its prey fell into complete despair.