Chapter 325: Wrathful Form
Li Tongya held the sword in his left hand, pointing it diagonally toward the ground. The puddles on the stone bricks reflected the green and white glow, while the white flesh on the stones and broken tiles moved toward the center. The words from that mouth changed Li Tongya's previously calm expression into one of uneasy resentment.
The wriggling flesh had already formed Fahui's head. As the Wrathful Maha slowly possessed him, his features became more refined and handsome, his eyes deepening to a striking gold. His face smoothed out, and those intense golden eyes locked directly with Li Tongya's as he angrily said, "Avoidance! You are avoiding your guilt toward your father and brothers. You honored your deceased brother and elevated his orphan, but the cost falls on me to bear. Li Tongya! How am I at fault?"
"Silence!!"
Li Tongya's voice roared like thunder, his lips turning white and trembling slightly. The sword in his hand emitted a sharp, whistling sound, like the cry of a serpent dragon, causing all the insects and birds in Mount Bianyan to fall silent.
Buzz—
The azure-white sword light surged out, crystalline and transparent. Hundreds of sword qi leaped from Li Tongya's Qingche Sword, crashing down like a waterfall. The puppet clay figure instantly turned to ashes and the entire mountaintop shook violently.
Boom…!
The dazzling green and white sword aura flashed for five full breaths. The sweeping sword qi transformed the ruins into a mess of holes and further wreckage. The rainwater on the platform flowed backward, turning into a misty, pale white vapor, creating an ethereal scene.
"Hahahahaha!"