Chapter 147: The Final Battle, Drawing to a Close

Outside the Crimson Moon Palace, a human and a demon stood in a standoff.

Ghost Shura’s indifferent golden pupils were filled with a freezing, murderous intent. Ever since this human had appeared, his plans had repeatedly gone awry. Now, he was finally face-to-face with this damned human.

"Spiritual Power Release."

Faced with Ghost Shura’s menacing gaze, Cheng Feng whispered softly. Instantly, he entered the 'Spiritual Power Release' mode, formally shifting into a serious state.

His pitch-black pupils erupted with a scorching white radiance. As the light faded, his eyes had transformed into magnificent silver orbs.

What is going on? How did his aura grow stronger?
It has increased by at least threefold...

Ghost Shura’s gaze narrowed slightly. Although he had long heard rumors that demon hunters possessed a method to boost their combat power in a short span of time, he had never expected it to reach such a terrifying degree.

If this hazard was not eliminated today, he would likely never have another opportunity.

After all, humans were merely inferior creatures!

Ghost Shura stomped his foot, and the ground beneath him shattered instantly, fracturing into fragments of various sizes as he shot forward like an arrow released from a bowstring.

Ghost Lingniao was injured and temporarily unable to join the battle to assist.

The battle broke out in an instant!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Cheng Feng activated Lightning Shadow Step, accelerating his movement speed. Combined with his high-speed swordsmanship, he wielded the Raikiri and flashed forward to meet the enemy, slashing his spiritual blade at a hyperspeed frequency to engage Ghost Shura in close-quarters combat.

The two figures moved so fast they resembled a blue and an azure blur, flashing at a pace that dazzled the eyes.

Within the storm whipped up by their duel, sparks bloomed one after another, and sonic booms chained together continuously, resembling a symphonic orchestra of pure murderous intent.

Ghost Lingniao widened her eyes slightly. Once the battle commenced, the area within a hundred meters of the combat zone had transformed into a hazardous zone. Anyone who rashly entered this perimeter would be sliced apart by the blade qi or the shockwaves.

Even she would likely meet a grim fate.

Aside from the City Lord, this was the first time Ghost Lingniao had ever witnessed a battle of this caliber, and she could not help but feel a lingering concern for Cheng Feng's safety.

Though she was merely a spectator, she could tell that the gap in strength between the two was narrow.

No, to be precise, Cheng Feng’s strength was visibly increasing steadily, while Ghost Shura’s expression was growing increasingly strained.

Cheng Feng delivered a full-power slash, carving a horrifying, gaping wound across Ghost Shura’s body. Simultaneously, Ghost Shura unleashed a full-strength palm strike, slamming heavily into Cheng Feng’s shoulder.

Under the force of their respective heavy blows, both combatants blasted backward.

The skin on Cheng Feng’s shoulder was grazed and broken, but his bones remained completely undamaged.

Such a minor injury was not worth his concern.

Soon, the regenerative ability of the vampires activated. Wisps of white smoke rose from the wound, and within two or three seconds, the slight graze healed automatically as if nothing had happened.

Although his wounds had recovered, Cheng Feng was somewhat surprised. Even with the defensive buff of [God of War Defense], he had still been breached.

Though he had deliberately relaxed his body to test the extent to which his defense had improved using Ghost Shura’s attack, the results were telling.

Ghost Shura was a royal-tier monster close to the SSS-rank. To suffer only such a minor injury from its full-power palm strike was already more than enough to satisfy Cheng Feng.

If it were him prior to fusing with the bloodline power, that single palm strike would have completely shattered his left shoulder.

Clutching the sword wound on his chest, Ghost Shura wore a heavy expression, its heart gripped by profound astonishment.

After undergoing semi-demonization, no one other than the City Lord had ever managed to injure its body. To think its defense had been breached so effortlessly—the threat posed by this human far exceeded its estimations.

Cheng Feng had no intention of clashing head-on. His figure suddenly vanished as he used Shadow Concealment to slip directly into Ghost Shura’s shadow.

Once utilized, this ability allowed the user to instantly enter the interior of the target's shadow.

"Where did he go?"

Ghost Shura was startled, assuming Cheng Feng had employed some sort of invisibility technique. However, it could not sense the slightest trace of a presence in the air. Invisibility alone could not achieve this, which immediately heightened its vigilance.

The shadow behind it suddenly rippled, and Cheng Feng emerged from it. With his blade held horizontally, he aimed straight at Ghost Shura’s back and thrust forward decisively with all his might.

With a soft squelch, the sharp blade pierced into Ghost Shura’s spine, blood gushing forth as it burst out through its chest.

"This... How is this possible?!"

Overwhelmed by excruciating pain, Ghost Shura reacted with a mixture of shock and rage, turning its head to launch an immediate counterattack.

At that moment, a graceful figure swift as lightning struck from the front, a flash of sword light sweeping past to deliver a secondary blow.

Ghost Lingniao did not squander such an opportune opening. Her straight demonic sword, carrying an unstoppable momentum, lunged forward and stabbed deep into Ghost Shura’s chest, the tip emerging out through its back.

With one in the front and one in the back, the two of them pierced straight through Ghost Shura.

"Ugh... You... both bastards!"

Ghost Shura’s eyes bulged with rage, the fury within them burning with tangible intensity. Despite sustaining fatal injuries, instead of diminishing, its entire aura escalated frantically.

The twin horns atop its head grew longer, pale skin sprouted pale-blue dragon scales, and its entire physique underwent a drastic transformation.

Witnessing the changes in its body from behind, Cheng Feng felt a trace of shock. Even after being pierced by two blades, this fellow's energy aura was still this potent.

And judging by the looks of it, it seemed to be... transforming!

"Fall back quickly!" Ghost Lingniao reacted as well, calling out a warning.

Ghost Shura’s body expanded abruptly, erupting into a roaring, violent storm as boundless white smoke obscured the field of vision.

"Roar!"

A resounding dragon roar echoed from within like a primordial beast, rumbling across the sky like rolling thunder accompanied by terrifying sonic waves.

A colossal azure dragon, dozens of meters in length, soared up into the air, delivering an overwhelming visual impact.

"That is Ghost Shura's true form." Ghost Lingniao spoke with grave solemnity, treating it as a formidable enemy.

So huge? Would we need to summon Ultraman to handle this?

A pair of crimson wings unspooled from Cheng Feng’s back. Activating [Wings of Blood], wings seemingly molded from pure blood extended behind him as he took flight into the sky.

"You damned scumbags, I'm going to kill you!"

Ghost Shura whipped its massive dragon body around and dove downward, carrying the crushing momentum of a falling meteorite.

Cheng Feng raised the Raikiri high as endless blood-type elements converged from all directions.

——Dance of the Blood Shadow Skies!

Energy surged wildly, and a terrifying beam of crimson light erupted from the blade, piercing the firmament like a long rainbow. Carrying the majestic might to destroy everything in its path, the bloody glare shot straight toward the charging azure dragon.

"BOOM!"

The battle ended.