The Deadly Assassin Robin novel Chapter 1090

Chapter 1090 By Severing All Attachments, One Can Reach the Absolute Pinnacle!
Robin's battle spirit surged.

His blood roared through his veins, heat bursting from his body as his clothes whipped wildly, black hair billowing.

For the first time, he assumed the stance of the first move of the Eighteen Fury Strikes—Dive into the Depths. His momentum soared, full of power and vigor!

The sheer force of his power crashed like a tidal wave, as if he could shatter Mount Fuoco with a single punch.

Robin was no longer on the defensive against Master Elijah's attacks. He struck forward, fists blazing.

The west wind of Mount Fuoco howled once more!

That radiant sun, which had risen and set for billions of years, still shone brilliantly across the vast ocean of time and space!

The rugged and resilient dwarf spruce, the cold and solitary snow-covered landscape—

Though it had stood alone through countless cycles of existence, it harbored no regrets—for it had reached the mountain's pinnacle, embracing an unparalleled grandeur and the unique splendor of its own life!

Even if the dream remained unfulfilled, one who dared leap into the sea was still a hero.

One stroke ignited the dragon, breaking free and soaring high!

Robin's colossal punch roared forth, finally shattering Elijah's 30 years of blind perseverance!

In that instant, Elijah ascended!

Watching Robin soar into the sky with fists like twin meteors, he seemed like a raging dragon of the boundless sea, grasping the moon from the heavens and seizing the depths of five oceans. His inner energy erupted in an explosive surge.

It was a breakthrough he had never achieved in 50 years of cultivation!

With an ecstatic battle cry, he gripped his long blade with both hands!

The Blossomfall Blade, a weapon bearing over 200 years of unmatched glory, suddenly felt as heavy as half of Mount Fuoco itself!

With a move, the Blossomfall Blade arced over his head, guided by Robin's unparalleled martial force. Like a dragon soaring and a phoenix dancing, his intent flowed seamlessly with every motion.

Bang!

The gleaming edge of the Blossomfall Blade clashed head-on with Robin's ferocious punch, slicing a full ten meters off the peak of Mount Fuoco!

Amid the explosion of flying debris, Elijah staggered backward, sliding dozens of steps down.

The prehistoric might of Dive into the Depths smashed violently onto the mountaintop, pulverizing ten meters of solid rock into dust.

After missing his target, Robin immediately shifted, diving toward Elijah with the agility of a hawk.

In a flash, he closed the distance with Black Dragon Coils!

He crossed his fists, twisted his body in midair, and swept toward Elijah's throat in a deadly arc.

Two icy-white streaks slashed across the summit, forcing Elijah to raise his treasured blade in defense, swinging it with full force at the intersection of those chilling currents.

Boom!

The dull roar of steel against raw power sent a shockwave through the air, forcing Elijah to stumble back several steps.

Then came the move Fist of the Ocean Anchor!

Robin gave Master Elijah not a moment's respite. His punch surged straight for the hilt of the Blossomfall Blade.

A cleansing gale of fist wind burst forth like a wild tempest.

The searing force nearly caused Elijah's arm, clutching the hilt, to slip from his grasp!

After a frantic flurry of parries and retreats, Master Elijah's eyes gleamed with determination as he roared, brandishing his sword to fight on.

Robin grew more exhilarated with every moment, unleashing a furious barrage of strikes—Eighteen Fury Strikes. Each blow carried the force of a storm, causing the heavens to tremble and the seas to churn, as if the sky and ocean were under his control!

One punch shattered the cold sword aura that Elijah had accumulated over 30 years.

One punch unraveled 60 years of his Grandmaster-level cultivation.

One punch pierced through 200 years of the Northern Star Sect's honed swordsmanship essence!

Robin's iron fists blazed like the sun and moon striding across the sky. His strikes soared like a dragon ascending to the imperial throne.

With a single punch, he defied all sects. With unyielding arrogance, he stood above all heroes!

Robin soared into the air, his fist radiating a towering brilliance, as if it could hammer the heavens and earth into eternal ruin.

Elijah finally sensed an insurmountable crisis. Step by step, he had to retreat.