As the extreme-speed slashing attack descended unexpectedly, the High Priest could only raise one hand in haste, sacrificing it to block the strike.
Had it not been for that hand, it would have been the High Priest's head chopped off.
After all, the sword was aimed directly at the High Priest's neck.
The High Priest let out an anxious cluck.
Despite having a hand chopped off, the High Priest seemed to feel no pain at all, as if it had no effect whatsoever; not even a drop of blood flowed. He continued to hold the Crystal Ball with his remaining hand, releasing a dense stream of Death Qi.
When Shane, who had used Instant Movement to get in front of the High Priest and chopped off one of his arms, saw this, he was slightly taken aback but then, without any hesitation, swung his sword again, causing the sword light to wildly spill out as he slashed at the High Priest.
Another tearing sound emerged.
This time, however, it wasn't the High Priest's arm that was slashed, but rather the Death Qi gushing from his body.
The Death Qi, like poison gas, lunged at Shane but was cut through by his sword and dissipated into the air.
Seizing this opportunity, the High Priest grabbed Lymco, who was trapped in a frenzy he couldn't pull himself out of, and retreated explosively towards the back.
Her speed was incredibly fast, not human-like at all, more like the real Death God. The black robe billowed, and she shot out like a ghost to a far distance.
She manipulated the Death Qi, enveloping her entire body in it, pulling herself back as if being dragged by the Death Qi.
Shane did not let his opponents do as they please like before.
Since he had chosen to expose his identity and true power, Shane had no intention of letting these two escape.
Thus, Shane used Instant Movement again and, in a flash, caught up with the High Priest.
At that moment, Lymco, trapped in his madness, made an unexpected move.
Lymco fiercely broke free from the High Priest's grasp, his eyes red and his face fierce, and pounced toward Shane.
The High Priest, caught off guard and freed, couldn't help but cry out in anger.
Shane, however, was amused.
Seeing Shane approaching with an instant teleport, Lymco ignited the hatred in his heart and roared as he faced the confrontation.
His eyes turned an even more ghastly green.
The "Spirit Essence" inside him wildly surged, integrating into his body faster than ever before.
Mad and howling, Lymco's chilling Magic Power actually climbed in stages, causing his Level to skyrocket rapidly.
Quickly, Lymco's level climbed to ninety-five, enough to shock anyone.
Clearly, the hatred and vengeance towards Shane allowed Lymco to break through his own limits.
Together with the substantial quantity of "Spirit Essence" the High Priest had just fed him, Lymco's power soared at an incredible rate, even astounding the High Priest.
Amid a heavy sound like muffled thunder, the power-boosted Lymco was once again hit in the chest by a kick from Shane.
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah...!"
Completely mad, Lymco, disregarding the foot pounding on his chest, turned his hands into the sharpest weapons. With streaks of Claw Light, he bombarded Shane.
It was like a fight to the death, trading injury for injury.
And Lymco didn't mind trading injury for injury.
First, his "Death Spirit" had high defensive power and strong resistance to blows, along with a self-healing ability; even if injured, he could recover exceptionally fast.
Second, his pure Attack Power was even higher than Shane's. Even if they traded blows, as long as it wasn't a vital strike, he would be the winner.
Third, Lymco didn't care anymore.
Again confronting Shane, who had previously tormented and played with him, with old and new grudges combined, if it had been the past Lymco, he might have chosen to endure habitually. But now, driven mad by negative emotions, Lymco simply couldn't continue to endure.
"Clang clang clang clang clang...!"
Amid a series of intense clashing sounds, Lymco's incredibly strong claw attacks, landing on Shane, were like hitting steel; amid sparks, they were all deflected.
"How is this possible...!?"
Lymco's eyes widened, unable to believe what he was seeing.
He had no idea that Shane, protected by the "Inner Destiny," had a resistance to injury that was definitely no weaker than his "Death Spirit's" defensive power.
Lymco's Attack Power might be very high, but how high could it really be?
Could it be stronger than the strikes delivered by Aridia's "Vod"?
Could it reach the levels of Transcendence?
"Since it's impossible, naturally Shane cannot be harmed."
Using a phrase from his previous life, Shane mocked, "Are you trying to tickle me?"
Shane sneered at Lymco's incredulous face, and with a sudden slash of the Holy Sword in his hand, he aimed for Lymco's chest.
Once again, amidst the sound of tearing, blood finally appeared.
Shane's slashing attack had easily breached Lymco's defenses at his chest.
With the performance enhancement provided by the "Outer Destiny," even the Sealed Holy Sword possessed such attack power.
Lymco, in agony, trembled violently and staggered backward.
Witnessing this scene, the High Priest's expression changed slightly. Gritting her teeth, she couldn't help but step forward, intending to save Lymco.
For a High Priest whose hands were stained with blood, having deprived countless lives, the safety of one Lymco naturally wasn't her concern.
However, Lymco was no ordinary man now but a Great Spirit Body she had cultivated over thousands of years, extremely precious.
Since she started researching Great Spirit Bodies, besides that one time a thousand years ago, this was the only successful instance.
The one time a thousand years ago was eventually deemed a "failure" by the High Priest, a source of shame and disgrace.
This time, having successfully cultivated a Great Spirit Body, she did not want to lose it again.
That's why the High Priest was inclined to save Lymco.
But just as the High Priest was about to dash forward, a scorching Dragon Breath descended from the sky, targeting her location.
You Lin, unknowingly back in midair, watched as the High Priest charged towards Shane and unhesitatingly released a breath of dragon fire.
Upon closer inspection, the Corpse Dragon had been reduced to a charred skeleton.
The legendary-level Corpse Dragon was no match for You Lin, who had reached the Limit Level, and she disposed of it effortlessly.
Now, with You Lin free to deal with the High Priest, it infuriated the High Priest tremendously.
"You cursed lizard! Watch as I turn you into a second Corpse Dragon! Your soul will plummet into Hell!"
The High Priest shouted angrily, lifting the Crystal Ball and casting the Duke of Horror's Death Magic, causing the Death Qi to fluctuate violently.
You Lin sneered disdainfully, completely dismissing the High Priest.
Subsequently, You Lin and the High Priest entangled in battle.
On the other side, after being struck in the chest, Lymco, far from dodging, attacked Shane even more fiercely.
"Why!? Why is it you!?"
Lymco, swinging both hands wildly, unleashed endless Claw Lights in a fierce assault on Shane while screaming frantically.
"Just an Adventurer! In what way am I inferior to you? In what way?"
Lymco's frustration, hatred, anger, and madness were vividly displayed at this moment, resembling a demonic fiend, instilling fear.
Shane no longer parried Lymco's claw strikes with superior Sword Skills as before, but continuously moved, stepping left and right, dodging Lymco's sharp attacks.
Although the Claw Strikes were powerful, Lymco couldn't control this surge of strength.
Thus, his attacks were disorderly and lacking in technique, easily dodgable merely with the enhanced Six Senses to someone with Shane's "Outer Destiny" Perception.
As for Lymco's resentful and hateful roar, Shane remained indifferent.
"Every loser like you always fails to see the reason for their failure."
Shane, dancing around Lymco's attacks and observing him closely, spoke without pity.
"Feeling frustrated is normal. Feeling confused is normal. But if mere frustration led to success, then that success would be terribly cheap."
Shane suddenly stopped moving, his Holy Sword abruptly performing a quick slash, deflecting Lymco's claws forcefully.
"Moreover, you call me a mere Adventurer. What are you then? Do you truly see yourself as someone significant?"
Shane quickly grabbed Lymco's face with one hand, pulling him forward, then sharply raised his knee when Lymco stumbled forward.
Within the sound of a dull hit, Shane kneed Lymco in the abdomen.
Lymco immediately bent over, making a pained noise.
Shane still held his face, lifting it up.
"You are merely lucky to have been born in the Duke's family, to have a good father, good lineage, thus having slightly better talent, yet you still can't surpass even an Adventurer like me. With such good conditions, you failed to win favor and lost to an Adventurer like me. What exactly makes you so proud to disdain my identity and my background right in front of me?"
Speaking thus, Shane's knee fiercely struck Lymco's face, causing Lymco to howl as blood gushed from his nose; he fell directly to the ground.
Shane, looking down arrogantly at the pained Lymco covering his face, spoke sarcastically.
"In the end, the so-called Duke is nothing but a former loser to the Royal Family, who couldn't secure the throne and was expelled from the Royal Capital. A failure who founded a family, If not for the Royal Family's grace, seeing you as former brothers and sisters, do you think you, Dukes, could still flaunt your power?"
"Loser should act like a loser; accepting it quietly would still retain some dignity. Struggling in the throes of death is just the most pathetic way to exit."
"If you still haven't realized, let me spell it out for you clearly, young master."
"With your attitude, you will never win Luoqi's heart."