bioinnovel Chapter 221 The Terrifying Raikiri
Chapter 221 The Terrifying Raikiri
Barren Bone Plains.
The scorched earth looked as if it had been repeatedly burned by heavenly fire and demonic flames for ten thousand years, dry and lifeless, with not a trace of moisture evaporated.
Countless enormous animal bones lay scattered haphazardly across the land. Some were half-buried in the cracked earth, some were broken into several pieces and jutted diagonally into the leaden-gray sky, and many more were shattered into pale bone fragments, forming a shocking wasteland of white bones.
The leaden-gray clouds hung low, almost oppressively, as thick as an impenetrable iron curtain, compressing the distance between heaven and earth to the limit, as if they might collapse at any moment due to their own weight, completely crushing this wasteland of bones into dust.
And in this boundless, deathly silence—
Two figures, one above and one below, faced off across the distance.
On one side is Manro.
She stood silently in the shadow of a giant beast's ribs, her slender, petite figure creating a suffocating contrast with the overwhelming, pale skeleton above her.
Manluo raised her head, revealing a pair of eyes as pure as a deep spring. Those eyes were calm and almost indifferent, staring intently at the figure in mid-air surrounded by purple-gold lightning.
Not a hint of surprise.
Princess Flash's evolution was within her expectations.
Behind her, the enormous body of the Other Shore Dragon was slowly stretching out.
With each flap of its sky-covering black dragon wings, a visible ring of air surged forth, radiating outwards and scattering shattered bones and scorched earth hundreds of meters into the air, carving deep furrows several feet deep.
Seven datura flowers flickered on its neck like breaths, emitting a dark, abyss-like purple halo when they bloomed, and as if swallowing up all the surrounding light when they closed. Between their flickering light and darkness, the boundary between life and death became blurred.
The old bell at its tail swayed with every slight movement of its body, producing not a crisp bell sound, but a deep and resonant sound that could pierce the eardrums and reach the depths of the soul, as if it could awaken the soul of the dead from their bones and then send them back to the underworld.
What's most unsettling are those eyes; the space they gaze upon seems to distort slightly, and light bends and deforms before them, as if instinctively fleeing some indescribable terror.
Ultimate level, cursed species, the Dragon of the Other Shore.
Born from the dragon of the netherworld.
On the other side is Lei Ying.
No, at this moment she should be called—Ten Thousand Thunder Heavenly Tribulation Princess Lei Ying.
She hovered in mid-air, her body wreathed in purple-gold lightning. The lightning was no longer the gentle, pale purple arcs of electricity she had before her evolution, but a deeper, more dazzling color that was closer to the very nature of the great calamity of heaven and earth.
On her slender and agile body, every inch of skin was covered with purple-gold lightning patterns. These patterns seemed to be alive as they moved, meandered, and intertwined on her body, forming ancient and profound lightning totems that transformed her body into a flawless suit of lightning armor.
Her long hair danced wildly in the raging thunder and wind, with a tiny lightning blade condensed at the end of each strand. As the lightning blades spun at high speed, they cut through the air, emitting a sharp, teeth-grinding buzzing sound.
The ancient lightning rune between her brows was slowly rotating. With each rotation, the atmosphere above the entire desolate bone plain trembled, and thunder rumbled faintly in the clouds, as if this world had already made her its master and was willing to submit to its command.
Beneath her body, countless tiny arcs of electricity snaked across the ground. Wherever those arcs passed, the scorched earth was further burned into a glassy state, and the animal bones scattered on the surrounding ground were shattered into pieces by the electricity.
Two Ultimate forms.
A standoff across the distance.
The air between them solidified into a tangible barrier, and each exchange of glances was like an invisible collision, sparking flames powerful enough to make the souls of onlookers tremble.
The entire audience held their breath.
In the commentary booth, Bao Xiaoxing's knuckles were slightly white as he gripped the microphone, his voice filled with barely suppressed excitement: "Ladies and gentlemen... what we are witnessing before us now is the first ultimate-level showdown of this league! Manluo's Other Shore Crossing Dragon versus Lei Ying's Ten Thousand Thunder Heavenly Tribulation Princess! This is destined to be a—"
She didn't finish her sentence.
Because Wanlei Tianjie Ji Lei Ying made the first move.
There was no warning, no preparatory action, not even a fleeting afterimage.
She vanished from everyone's sight as if wiped out of this world by an invisible hand.
At the same instant, within the same Planck timescale, she reappeared out of thin air directly above the Other Shore Dragon. The way she moved could no longer be described as "fast"; it was more like she had directly omitted the intermediate distance, skipping over the physical process of "movement" itself.
It was so fast that even Manluo's pupils didn't have time to contract.
"So fast—!!"
Even faster than the fully evolved Lightning Princess. After evolving to the Ultimate form, the speed of the Thunder Goddess broke through the limits again, reaching a new level.
With this incredible, almost unfair speed, she unleashed the orange skill, Lightning Blade, in quick succession—a slash that condenses lightning into an extremely thin and sharp blade, unleashing a strike at a speed beyond comprehension.
Lightning crackled and crisscrossed, weaving an impenetrable web of death around the massive body of the Other Shore Dragon. Each lightning strike carried a destructive sharpness, ionizing the air into plasma wherever it passed, causing space itself to groan in agony under its unbearable weight.
A fierce attack, extreme speed. The combination of the two is the purest form of violent aesthetics.
It all happened in less than a second.
In a mere second, in the blink of an eye when an ordinary person doesn't even have time to blink, Lei Ying completed thousands of attacks.
In the blink of an eye, she had returned to her original position, hovering in mid-air, with purple-gold lightning still flowing quietly around her, as if she had never left that place.
The body of the Dragon Crossing the Other Shore was already riddled with holes.
It wasn't gua sha, it was death by a thousand cuts.
After a few seconds, pieces of its torn flesh finally fell off.
The scene was cruel and bizarre, as if an invisible hand was peeling away its layers one by one. After large chunks of flesh were peeled away, all that was exposed to the air was a stark white skeleton.
In the blink of an eye, the majestic and awe-inspiring Nether Dragon transformed into a comical and unbearable-to-look-at-bone dragon.