Everyone watched in astonishment, wondering if Qiong Hao, after mutating, had gained the resilience of an iron wall.
Qiao Mu's eyes narrowed. The Surging Swan Dagger emerged again from behind her, bursting with a dazzling white light. Like a flash of lightning, it shot toward Qiong Hao's eye. This dagger pierced through Qiong Hao's left eye, directly penetrating his skull.
"Ah!" Qiong Hao let out an inhuman roar, his single eye, tinged with blood, glaring malevolently at Qiao Mu. At the same time, his entire body swelled again, puffing up like a balloon.
"My goodness! He's going to self-destruct!" Qiong Hao was probably so enraged he'd lost his mind, wanting to perish with the little Crown Princess. But dammit, don't self-destruct here! They were in the same secret realm. A self-detonation would not only cause immense damage to the realm but also implicate them, the innocent bystanders.
Chen Baojia and a few others' faces turned ashen, deeply resentful of the little stoic. This stoic face, fighting Qiong Hao recklessly, had provoked this madman. If she hadn't been so aggressive, such a thing wouldn't have happened.
"Roar!" Qiong Hao suddenly broke free from the wooden cage. He descended from the sky, plummeting like a massive cannonball, striking at Qiao Mu.
Layers of cold air instantly covered Qiao Mu's hands. As Qiong Hao lunged, her entire outer body became encased in sharp ice spikes. The little one instantly transformed into a hedgehog, spreading her sharp barbs.
Qiong Hao's descending palm landed precisely on her suddenly erected, sharp ice spike defense. He was like a punctured balloon, deflating from his palm outwards, the air seeping throughout his entire body... A mutilated, mutated monster's body hissed with white smoke, utterly unable to stop the rapid dissipation of its power. Since his power was already completely dissipating, he naturally couldn't gather and solidify it again to continue the self-destruction mode.
"If one can become a genius by taking medicine, what use are the geniuses of this world!" Qiao Mu roared, flying up and kicking Qiong Hao in the chest, sending his entire massive form flying backward.
"Fighting others with one's own power, that is the ultimate strength!" Qiao Mu suddenly darted forward. Her jade hand, covered by a Vajra Talisman, struck like a cold killing tool, smashing fiercely into Qiong Hao's chin.
"Pfft..." Qiong Hao's deformed large head snapped back, a string of blood threads spilling from his mouth.
"It is my own power!"
"Bang!" This punch landed heavily on Qiong Hao's other eye. At this point, Qiong Hao's entire body was mutated and felt no pain. But he had already lost one eye, and now, with Qiao Mu pummeling the other with her fist, he instinctively closed his eyes, plunging into darkness.
"You can pursue the pinnacle of martial arts!"
"But not by becoming a monster!"
Qiao Mu kicked Qiong Hao's lower body, pinning him beneath her foot. Holding the Surging Swan Dagger, she pointed it at his head and said coldly, "Those without bottom lines will ultimately reap what they sow."
"You're too ugly," Qiao Mu said coldly.
"Go to hell."
"Hiss." A trace of indignation spread across Qiong Hao's twisted face, and he felt thick blood gushing from his neck.