Chapter 773: Eliminated by the Fiery Sword Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales Translated by XephiZ Edited by Aelryinth Mo Fan had felt pity for Miyata and Nara Orisora when he saw the memory fragments in the wooden clapper, but no longer felt the same way now! A righteous man would never abuse the Curse Element to harm innocent people, even if he had the ability to do so. The demon spirit was trying to use his relationship with Zhao Manyan and Mu Ningxue to mess with his mind, just so he would make a mistake again when casting spells. Mo Fan was utterly disgusted by it! A pitiful person would have detestable parts too. The saying was absolutely right! “Little Flame Belle! Possess!” Mo Fan was extremely furious. The Rose Flame that had perfectly merged with his body grew restless. Not long after the Rose Flame engulfed Mo Fan, a brown flame emerged. It was the Calamity Fire, the purest yet most imperious flame in the world. Since Little Flame Belle was already bound to Mo Fan’s spirit, being possessed by her simply granted him an endless supply of fire. It felt like Mo Fan had just put on a burning robe. Even his hair was standing upright. Fierce flames sprouted under his feet, launching him like a burning arrow towards Nara Orisora! Mo Fan was utterly reckless. The two red-faced demons that had disguised themselves as Mu Ningxue and Zhao Manyan tried to stop him, yet they were knocked flying by the flames engulfing Mo Fan. Nara Orisora quickly backed off after losing the protection of the red-faced demons, withdrawing temporarily. Nara Orisora was in a panic. He initially thought Mo Fan was only an ordinary Magician from China who had come to Japan to train himself. To Nara Orisora’s surprise, not only was Mo Fan an Advanced Magician, his strength was also different than most Magicians. His entire body was full of explosive power! “Trying to run away? Did you ask my fists for permission!?” Mo Fan came to a stop, leaving trails of scorching waves on the ground. He did not purposely aim the Fiery Fist at Nara Orisora, as he knew the demon spirit was still within its coverage. Flames burst forward and took the form of a ferocious wolf in the middle of the flight, an enormous, enraged lupine ramming forward. The small Cursed Pattern stood no chance against it! Little Flame Belle’s training lately had been a great success. She could now transform into a giant wolf. Her appearance was basically the same as the Swift Star Wolf, yet she was around eight times bigger than it was. When Mo Fan combined the two types of flames, he never thought the result would be a ferocious wolf charging forward. The flames were even stronger than the Fiery Fist: Nine Dragons! The fiery wolf left Nara Orisora with no escape. The ground it sprinted across was scorched black. The enormous beast quickly devoured the tiny Nara Orisora. Nara Orisora’s silhouette clearly turned slightly fainter after the collision and the burn. Mo Fan had noticed it too. He saw the demon spirit turning fainter when it was recovering after being hit before. The demon spirit must be something like a phantom. Its body would dissipate after receiving a certain amount of damage. “You have come to stop me when you don’t even understand anything. Do you really think you can kill me? I’m invincible!” The smile on Nara Orisora’s contorted after receiving the serious blow. His face turned red with bones growing out on his forehead. His fangs were exposed in the now too. The demon spirit was basically a monster. No matter how respectable and pitiful he was, or the fact that he used to be a kind monk in the past, he had turned into a demon with a strong lust to kill. “I really don’t understand why you’re still keeping your appearance as a monk. You’ve used Miyata’s spirit to lure people into your trap. You are using revenge as an excuse to acquire more power. Look at you, your appearance is only so twisted because you’ve taken so many innocent lives! “I suggest you get rid of the curse and return the souls you’ve kidnapped to the people before my sword is ignited!” Invincible? Did he think Mo Fan was too stupid to observe the truth? “I don’t need you to teach me what to do! Everyone who tries to stop me shall die!” roared Nara Orisora. A malevolent blood curse appeared on Nara Orisora’s body, with red strings like hair spreading in all directions while writhing wildly. The dense, blood-colored hair converged on Mo Fan, yet he remained standing in the same spot. The little trick did not pose any threat to Mo Fan. His burning aura of the Rose Flame and the Calamity Fire could easily burn the cursed hair to ashes. Mo Fan had raised his hand high up in the air when he was talking. Fierce flames followed his hand and flowed up into the form of a long sword. The burning runes inside the fiery sword were shining. The outer layer’s teeth were swaying. The sword was an impossible ten meters long! Mo Fan was holding the hilt. He glared coldly at Nara Orisora, who was struggling to escape the range of the attack. Demon spirits did not have blood or flesh. Their curses were hard to defend against, yet they were just mere phantoms formed by hatred! “Flame Sword!” The giant ten-meter fiery sword slashed forward in a huge arc. Nara Orisora’s cursed hair was split in half without any resistance. The sword cut the demon spirit perfectly in half, starting from its head. Its residue dissipated to the two sides with the fierce flames. The fiery sword was incredibly powerful. Nara Orisora’s bisected body tried to join together again, yet it was so faint that it was almost invisible. The flames lunged at the demon spirit mercilessly and burned what was left of it into ashes. Nara Orisora’s hate-filled eyes lingered in the flames, just to remember Mo Fan’s face. If he was still alive, he could remember Mo Fan’s face and try to get his revenge as a ghost... yet he was already a ghost now. The unique Vessel had only granted him a slightly different skin and power compared to other spirits of the deceased. The fiery blow was enough to completely erase his existence from the world! Some remaining flames were still burning on the ground. A long smoldering scar was left on Manying Mountain. Even the tombstone was thoroughly destroyed. Mo Fan looked at Nara Orisora’s soul dispersing in the burning air. He did not let the Little Loach Pendant collect the disappearing soul. Once the demon spirit was slain, the curse would disappear on its own, too. It was what Mo Fan had hoped for! At the very least, he did not let Mu Ningxue down...