E book 5: Chapter 42: Determined Battle

[Soul-Shackling Commandment]

Ghostly blue hearth erupted from the funerary pill, bursting out and coiling into the sky. I may really feel the ferocity and depth of the Qi as what I used to be fairly positive was some form of spirit took kind. The cultivator, Huian, was throwing bits of what appeared like armor into the air, which have been attaching themselves to the power because it continued to take kind.

Remodeling isn’t a free motion… nevertheless it’s additionally form of arduous to make the most of a gap when one other individual launches themselves at you.

The world slowed down as a lady simply as quick as Zang Zeng was abruptly in my face… besides this time, there have been no spasms throwing off her goal.

I jerked my head out of the best way of the primary strike, and needed to transfer quite a bit additional than I initially deliberate as liquid trailing from her fingers splashed towards my eyes. It hissed and sizzled because it sailed by means of the air. Poison. I dodged a second blow and blocked a 3rd. The hit was a lot weaker than Zeng’s—nevertheless it was sufficient.

Her nails simply barely penetrated my pores and skin.

My adversary grinned nastily at me.

[Poison Butterfly Arts: Consuming the Leaf]

“Grovel, squirm on the bottom, and know agony. However don’t worry, this Chixia will hold you alive for a pleasant, very long time,” the poison woman stated, gloating.

My coronary heart clenched as I felt one thing spear down from the purpose of contact. My pores and skin turned black, and I may really feel my physique begin to die. But the surging poison started to gradual instantly. What felt like Meimei’s medical Qi welled up from the connection I had from her, instantly forming a bulwark in my arm to cease it from spreading additional.

Poison woman’s smirk vanished, as she stared at my arm in confusion.

I slugged her within the face.

Her head snapped again. I grabbed her trailing hair and pulled her again right down to knee her within the intestine. Her ft left the bottom, the lady wheezing her tight guard faltered for a quick second. I grabbed her arm and I felt her bones grind and snap. I began pulling, to convey her nearer and crush her.

Her eyes widened. An explosion of her Qi prevented any follow-up, breaking my grip. She launched herself skyward on her wings. She appeared terrifyingly ugly when she frowned like that.

“You… You!” the lady’s complete physique spasmed. I spared a look on the still-forming spirit. That transient bout had taken just a few seconds. It was clearer and extra distinct now, however there was nonetheless time to-

[Poison Butterfly Arts: Falling Scale, Silent World]

Every flap of Chixia’s butterfly-like wings despatched down gales of little fragments that have been making my throat itch… and our fast space began to wither and die. I may really feel the malevolence filling the air, spreading loss of life and distress.

I favored this forest. It had a bunch of good bushes in it, and this bitch was poisoning them.

The Path of Shennong was for large strikes, and equally, I wasn’t ok to make them use much less Qi—I had a sense I would want each drop. I wanted one thing smaller. One thing nearer to house. One thing to clear the sky of all this poison mud—

The thought hit me like a freight practice. It’s kind of silly to check a brand new method in the course of a battle for my life, nevertheless it ought to work. It might work. I introduced again my arms like wings—and did one thing I had seen Large D use to wash up mud and clear paths within the snow. I tapped into that wellspring of golden power, and felt one thing click on. Cracks unfold from my arms into the air.

It wouldn’t be a full [Divert The Waters]… however with this, it could power my opponent’s Qi to behave how I wished them to behave.

[Rooster Tail Broom]

I clapped my arms collectively.

If I hadn’t been a cultivator, my eardrums would have ceased to exist, and there can be a superb probability my coronary heart would have simply exploded. Among the nearer flakes of poison simply ignited beneath the sudden power, and the remainder went hurling again to the place they got here from. The shockwave I generated by clapping was so opaque it appeared extra like a type of anime wind-blades.

Poison Woman’s eyes bugged out. She dipped her wings and threw herself out of the best way as I launched myself towards Huian. Huian stepped into the flames, strings of Qi anchoring them into the center of the quickly increasing inferno. A human face and arms had fashioned on the assemble.

I didn’t give any thought to my subsequent transfer. My opponent was motionless.

My proper arm cracked prefer it was fabricated from rock reasonably than flesh as I gathered the First Step of Creation inside. Huian threw a bunch of talismans into the air after they noticed my stance shift. I pulled as a lot Qi as I may muster as quick as I may muster it. I may see the grimace on their face.

“Sons of bitches!” she heard Yin shout, then she grunted with ache as a big demon hammered into her, bowling the sunshine of her solar over. It was swelled with Qi and frothing on the mouth, screeching because it relentlessly smashed its fists into Yin’s daylight armor.

Xiulan raised her Jade Grass Blades simply in time as a blazing sword tried to chop her down—the facility of a Religious Realm Cultivator filling her senses. Her blade groaned in protest on the contact however held agency, and Xiulan pressured the disengagement.

Her foe erupted with extra flame as her blades tried to take him from the again—and grunted when considered one of them penetrated the inferno, barely managing to deflect it earlier than it took him within the facet.

It took 5 blades woven collectively to penetrate his hearth barrier. That was not a Qi drain she may sustain for lengthy.

The person, the human man, checked out her. His eyes have been dispassionate, and so they have been locked solely upon her. They have been the eyes of a person attempting to determine one of the simplest ways to kill any individual.

Xiulan steadied her respiration. She spared a look at Tigu, who was pressured to leap as black spears erupted from her shadow. Her opponent launched himself at her, instantly making the most of her lapse in consideration. She caught Tigu’s eye.

The cat turned girl kicked the air and disappeared.

[Pounce of the Tiger]

Her opponent barely managed to dam the strike in time. Extra shadowy weapons erupted from the bottom and have been intercepted by blades of grass. Xiulan weaved six swords collectively, the blade lengthening into a large, two handed factor, and smashed into ‘Anjing’s’ personal blade. The person held his floor for a second, however needed to disengage as extra swords erupted from the bottom.

Tigu was now dealing with the fireplace cultivator, whereas Xiulan was dealing with the person with the enormous sword.

Anjing clicked his tongue. “They’re fairly expert, Huoha.”

“Their power doesn’t matter. Solely that they shall perish,” Huoha replied. The depth in his phrases stuffed the clearing with warmth.

Tigu set free a snarling growl, the rumbling of an enraged tiger. “They’re fairly cocky, aren’t they?” Tigu requested her, forcing amusement and cheer into her voice.

“Certainly they’re,” Xiulan stated prefer it was the reality. They have been already drained. They have been already at a drawback.

However they might nonetheless battle.

“For the Heavenly Demons!” the lads intoned.

Hearth erupted. The shadows round then writhed like dwelling issues.

A roaring tiger and sixty 4 blades of grass rose to satisfy them.

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All throughout Fa Ram the battle raged.

Within the skies above, a ribbon of electrical blue was twirling and twisting, chased by one other beast. Wealthy draconic blood fell to the earth from lengthy wounds in his physique. Wa Shi was desperately firing assaults backward, however every one bounced off a shell fabricated from air.

Within the forest to the south, a boar and a pig stomped, bit, and smashed, utilizing their our bodies as dwelling battering rams as they have been circled by hunters with poisoned spears, their eyes on the beasts as they slowly weakened.

On the partitions of the fortress, the demons redoubled their efforts, snarling and hissing. They screeched as a heron tore into their flank, its beak plucking away their lives and offering a quick reprieve.

And much, far to the north, within the deep darkness… an identical determined battle raged.

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Edits: Massgamer,