Ye Chen's eyes widened in disbelief as he beheld Wang Jian's audacious charge into the heart of his tempestuous maelstrom, intended to wreak havoc upon Stella.
A flicker of shock passed across his face, swiftly giving way to a sinister grin that etched its way onto his features.
In that moment, Ye Chen felt a surge of exhilaration, convinced that he held the power to inflict grave harm upon both his adversaries simultaneously.
Seizing the opportunity with calculated precision, Ye Chen unleashed the dormant thunderstorm particles, activating a cataclysmic chain reaction of explosions.
Each detonation pulsated with the formidable might of medium-level insights into the Laws of Lightning, their volatile bursts intertwined with the sinister essence of his demonic heritage.
Ye Chen's anticipation swelled as he envisioned the devastating consequences that awaited both Stella and Wang Jian.
However, the reality that unfolded before him defied his expectations. Contrary to his grim projections, Wang Jian and Stella remained unscathed amidst the chaos and fury of the thunderous explosions.
Unbeknownst to Ye Chen, Wang Jian had cunningly harnessed his high-level insights in the Earth Element, fortifying his defenses to withstand the onslaught of lightning explosions.
As for Stella, she found herself enveloped in the sheltering embrace of Wang Jian's formidable and tempestuous arms.
In the throes of chaos, his hands roamed freely, traversing the contours of her seductive form until they found rest upon her tantalizing curves, even venturing audaciously to caress her supple buttocks.
Never in his life could Ye Chen have imagined that Wang Jian and Stella stood locked in an intimate and suggestive embrace, defying the destructive forces of lightning explosions that raged around them.
The audacity of Wang Jian's actions stemmed from his calculated understanding of the situation.
He discerned that the essence of the world, the very fabric of existence itself, would not bring harm upon him in this pivotal moment, for he was, ostensibly, protecting Stella.
As for the liberties he took in indulging in Stella's captivating beauty, Wang Jian wagered on her trust and the favorable impression she held of him.
He knew that, even if he dared to explore her allure, Stella's unwavering faith in him would attribute it to a mere accident, allowing him to easily take advantage of her.
The lingering smoke dissipated, revealing Wang Jian's firm grip releasing Stella's delicate form. With an elegant twirl, he turned his gaze towards Ye Chen, a glint of determination in his eyes.
"You have surprisingly managed to endure my onslaught, but don't be happy too soon because my next strike will be even stronger," Ye Chen bellowed, his voice resounding with unyielding resolve.
His fingers danced along the hilt of the enigmatic Heavy Sword; an artifact of unfathomable power bestowed upon him by the ancient Storm Devil God's Ancestral Totem.
Stella yearned to surge forward, eager to confront Ye Chen and lend her aid, but Wang Jian's outstretched arm barred her path. His voice resonated with unwavering determination as he issued his command.
"Proceed swiftly and aid Lady Zhuoran in her struggle against those vile demons," Wang Jian urged, his words carrying a resolute tone. "I shall confront Ye Chen alone."
A flicker of protest rose within Stella's heart, longing to interject, yet a momentary glance at Lady Zhuoran's increasingly precarious situation stifled her words.
The demons had adapted to Lady Zhuoran's predictable sequence of attacks, a troubling development that demanded immediate attention.
Resigned to the harsh reality, Stella reluctantly acknowledged the truth. In her current state, she would prove an ineffective ally to Wang Jian in his fateful clash against Ye Chen.
Accepting the bitter reality, she concluded that her withdrawal would ultimately serve the greater cause.
The clash between Wang Jian and Ye Chen unfolded into a relentless and tumultuous battle.
Wang Jian's lips curled into a derisive sneer as he sensed the familiar presence of medium level insights in the Wind and Lightning Laws emanating from Ye Chen. A subtle intuition whispered to him that Ye Chen had likely acquired a similar level of insight in the Water Element as well.
Such abilities were befitting of a protagonist, Wang Jian mused.
Drawing upon the True Eyes bestowed upon him, Wang Jian obtained a glimpse into the statistical essence of their encounter. The numbers unveiled a stark reality:
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Luck Status
Wang Jian: 40,123
Protagonist Ye Chen: 154,111
]
The figures revealed that, on the surface, Wang Jian lacked the luck to deliver a death blow to Ye Chen. However, Wang Jian understood all too well that it didn't mean he couldn't defeat Ye Chen.
Fueled by his indomitable resolve, Wang Jian entered into a fierce engagement with Ye Chen. Unlike his adversary, who had attained medium level insights in Wind, Lightning, and Water Elemental Laws, Wang Jian boasted a far-reaching repertoire.
High-level insights into Wind, Lightning, Water, Earth, and Flame Elemental Laws coursed through his veins, granting him absolute control over these formidable elements.
The clash began in a whirlwind of motion, with Ye Chen launching himself forward in a lightning-fast charge.
Utilizing his medium level insight in the Wind Element, he became a blur, his movements a symphony of grace and speed.
His blade sliced through the air, aiming to strike Wang Jian with precision and ferocity.
Wang Jian, however, was no stranger to the tempestuous nature of battle. In a display of absolute mastery, he deftly evaded Ye Chen's onslaught, his body seemingly guided by an invisible hand.
Ye Chen, fueled by his demonic essence, wielded the imposing Stormbringer Devil Heavy Sword with grace and precision.
Every swing of his blade was infused with the raw power of the storm, crackling with lightning and emanating an ominous aura. His attacks came in swift succession, the blade slicing through the air with deadly intent.
Wang Jian, undeterred by Ye Chen's onslaught, met each strike head-on with his Tyrannical Sovereign's Blade.
His movements were fluid and calculated, as he seamlessly transitioned between defensive maneuvers and counterattacks. The gleaming blade shimmered with a metallic sheen, a testament to its resilience and formidable strength.
As the clash of their weapons reverberated through the battlefield, Wang Jian showcased his mastery over the five elemental laws.
With a flick of his wrist, he summoned a whirlwind infused with the power of the Wind Element, engulfing Ye Chen in a cyclone of razor-sharp winds. The gusts tore at Ye Chen's flesh, leaving shallow cuts in their wake.
Undeterred, Ye Chen unleashed a surge of demonic energy, his eyes glowing with an otherworldly light. The demonic essence intertwined with the storm's fury, amplifying the destructive force of his attacks.
Lightning crackled along the edges of his blade, adding an electrifying aspect to each strike. With a mighty swing, he aimed to break through Wang Jian's defenses.
Yet Wang Jian proved to be an unyielding opponent.
As Ye Chen's blade descended upon him, Wang Jian called upon his high-level insight in the Earth Element.
The ground beneath his feet trembled, and towering pillars of earth rose to intercept the incoming strike.
The collision sent shockwaves rippling through the battlefield, dispersing the demonic energy and thwarting Ye Chen's assault.
Wang Jian seized the opportunity, his eyes gleaming with calculated intelligence. He swiftly closed the distance between them, his movements a blur of speed and precision. With a series of lightning-fast strikes, he exploited the openings in Ye Chen's defense, landing precise blows that rattled his opponent's resolve.
Ye Chen, his breath growing ragged, struggled to regain his footing.
The combined onslaught of Wang Jian's elemental prowess and unwavering skill with the Tyrannical Sovereign's Blade left him reeling.
Each clash of their weapons echoed with a resounding impact, further illustrating Wang Jian's dominance in the battle.
As the battle waged on, Wang Jian's superiority became increasingly apparent.
He deftly evaded Ye Chen's desperate strikes, effortlessly countering with his own devastating blows.
The power of his elemental control surged through his veins, enhancing every attack with an unparalleled ferocity.
Despite his best efforts, Ye Chen found himself outmatched.
The wounds he sustained multiplied with each passing moment, while Wang Jian remained unscathed, a testament to his unwavering defense and superior technique.
With each strike, Wang Jian showcased his calculated precision, his blade finding its mark with unerring accuracy.
Ye Chen's chest heaved with exertion, his eyes locked onto Wang Jian with a mixture of bitterness and resignation. It was a bitter pill to swallow, but he couldn't deny the vast chasm of skill that separated him from his adversary.
In the midst of Wang Jian's plan to exploit his advantage, a sinister voice shattered the tense air, reverberating through the battlefield.
"Cease your actions if you wish to spare these women from a grisly demise!"
Zyrithia's words reverberated, slicing through the tension like a sharpened blade. The lives of Lady Zhuoran and Stella teetered on the precipice, their fragile existence threatened by the razor-sharp edge of Zyrithia's Ancestral Nether Devil Scythe.
In response to the dire situation, both Ye Chen and Wang Jian turned their gaze towards Zyrithia.
Wang Jian's eyes narrowed, a cold sneer curling his lips. He met Zyrithia's audacious threat with unyielding disdain, his voice laced with icy determination. "You underestimate the consequences of crossing me," he retorted, his tone dripping with an icy resolve.
Before Zyrithia could even grasp the severity of her predicament, a mesmerizing display of precision unfolded.
Hundreds of intricate cuts materialized on her hand, a labyrinthine network of lacerations that targeted her tendons and joints with devastating accuracy.
The pain seared through her, rendering her unable to wield or utilize her scythe effectively, shattering her ill-conceived plan to decapitate Lady Zhuoran and Stella.
The realization dawned upon Zyrithia with cruel clarity—Wang Jian's mastery of the Wind Element surpassed her expectations.
With the ease of a virtuoso, he unleashed his powers from a distance, exploiting her vulnerabilities with surgical precision.
Despite the high-level insights in cursed element of her scythe, it proved futile in shielding her from Wang Jian's calculated assault.
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