Chapter 089 Fierce Battle

*Boom!*

The Gaia Energy Cannon exploded in front of Situ Chiceng, followed by a deafening roar.

Buildings around them bore the brunt of the blast. Under the impact of the energy fluctuations, cracks spiderwebbed across their surfaces.

Immediately, Situ Chiceng's body was sent flying backward, smashing into a wall. He clung to it like a painting before the wall shattered, and he was embedded within it.

But it wasn't over…

*Boom, boom, boom...*

After the energy fluctuations subsided, the high-heat energy from the Gaia Energy Cannon erupted. Explosions began to rip through the air, one after another.

Flames coalesced into a spectacular line, and a building to the side tilted and collapsed.

Bai Ye looked at the black smoke rising and the fireballs raining down. He spoke, "Don't waste time. I know you're not dead yet!"

Suddenly, from a wisp of black smoke, a silver gleam appeared. It was Situ Chiceng, sword in hand, lunging toward Bai Ye, his blade aimed straight for Bai Ye's throat.

Bai Ye remained unhurried. He reached out, grasped the Ning Shuang sword, and parried forward.

*Clang!*

A crisp clash of steel rang out. Bai Ye held the Ning Shuang sword horizontally, deflecting Situ Chiceng's attack.

Bai Ye looked at Situ Chiceng and mockingly sneered, "What? Finally learned to bow to reality?"

Bai Ye didn't believe Situ Chiceng didn't know that it was better to confront him directly than to clash with WarGreymon.

Situ Chiceng's refusal to do so was purely due to his arrogance.

Capture the leader to capture the followers?

Situ Chiceng disdained such tactics. He intended to defeat WarGreymon first, then defeat Bai Ye, proving that nothing could withstand him.

But…

Situ Chiceng eventually realized that defeating WarGreymon first, and *then* defeating Bai Ye…

Seemed rather difficult!

Therefore, Bai Ye's words struck Situ Chiceng's heart like a sharp blade, igniting his fury.

"Die!"

Situ Chiceng roared, abandoning his flying sword. He suddenly thrust a palm toward Bai Ye.

"Dragon Sword!"

A golden light flickered before Situ Chiceng, and within it, lines of condensed light quickly formed a seal.

*Roar!*

A dragon's cry echoed, and a golden dragon, four to five meters long, burst from the seal, hurtling toward Bai Ye.

Bai Ye didn't waste words. He leaped sideways, dodging the golden dragon's lunge.

*Boom!*

The golden dragon bit down, shattering a section of the ground. It then looked up at Bai Ye, intending to attack again. At that moment, Bai Ye suddenly slapped forward.

"Xuanming Divine Palm!"

The palm strike appeared ordinary, but the instant Bai Ye unleashed it, the surrounding temperature plummeted. Frost and snow swirled into existence, gathering at Bai Ye's palm and surging towards the golden dragon.

*Crack, crack!*

The sound of freezing echoed. Frost quickly covered the golden dragon, encasing it in ice.

Meanwhile…

Situ Chiceng, who had intended to attack in coordination with the golden dragon, felt a strong wind approaching from behind just as he was about to advance.

Situ Chiceng was forced to retreat. WarGreymon then arrived, slamming a fierce claw down, pulverizing the ground.

Unyielding, WarGreymon twisted its body and continued to pursue Situ Chiceng. Its claws crossed in front of its body, and it slashed forward forcefully, creating a cross-shaped beam of light.

*Clang!*

Situ Chiceng quickly brought his sword horizontally, shattering the beam. But in that instant…

A cascade of playing cards appeared to Situ Chiceng's side, spinning as they descended upon him.

Situ Chiceng's eyes sharpened. He rapidly ascended into the air. The playing cards embedded themselves in the ground. However, when he looked up again, Situ Chiceng found Bai Ye had vanished.

"Here!"

Bai Ye's voice sounded from behind Situ Chiceng. He reached out and struck toward Situ Chiceng with a palm.

Situ Chiceng reacted swiftly, dodging to the side, but his left arm was injured, hindering his movement!

Bai Ye missed with his first palm strike and immediately changed his hand into a claw, grasping Situ Chiceng's left shoulder.

Instantly, an intensely chilling sensation washed over him.

Situ Chiceng gritted his teeth and swung his sword, forcing Bai Ye back. He then retreated, looking at his left shoulder, which was covered in frost.

Soon, Situ Chiceng's entire left arm turned black and blue as the cold poison entered his body and began to spread rapidly.

Situ Chiceng decisively gritted his teeth, then raised his sword and forcefully severed his own left shoulder.

With a *swish*, the sword strike sliced through, and Situ Chiceng cut off his entire left arm to prevent the cold poison from continuing to invade his body.

Dark blood spurted from the wound at his shoulder. Situ Chiceng's face was pale. He quickly pulled out a porcelain bottle, unscrewed it, and poured pills into his mouth, which helped to quickly stop the bleeding.

Bai Ye's assessment was that Situ Chiceng was ruthless. Severing an arm was indeed a way to prevent the cold poison from spreading. However…

Bai Ye spread his palms. Cold air surged from his hands, drifting outwards.

Bai Ye said, "With the next palm strike, what part of your body do you plan to cut off?"

Situ Chiceng sneered, "You're just gloating in your moment of triumph. Do you think you still have a chance?"

As Situ Chiceng spoke, he waved his single arm. The surrounding illusory swords vibrated, emitting continuous "humming" sword cries.

In an instant, the surrounding illusory swords flew up, emitting blinding sword light. They rapidly formed a formation around Situ Chiceng, and an invisible connection seemed to exist between them.

Bai Ye frowned. "A sword formation?"

Situ Chiceng coldly sneered, "At least you have some eyes!"

Situ Chiceng extended his hand forward, and the illusory swords surrounding him began to rotate.

"Tiangang Sword Formation!" Situ Chiceng roared, "Exorcise!"

The illusory swords suddenly connected into a single line, like a sword dragon dancing in the air. They circled Bai Ye and Situ Chiceng, encircling them.

Bai Ye sensed something was amiss, a feeling of sharp danger. The swirling illusory swords made Bai Ye feel threatened.

"WarGreymon!" Bai Ye commanded decisively, "Gaia Energy Cannon, blast a path!"

*Roar!*

WarGreymon let out an angry roar, raised its claws, and began to gather energy.