Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
"Damn it, who the hell is this kid? I can't let him absorb any more, or all the Source Power I've expended will be completely drained." Ghost Hero's face was filled with anger; this time he truly suffered a loss. Not only did he fail to eliminate Ren Pingsheng in one go, but he also wasted a significant amount of Source Power.
With a thought, the gray mist suddenly contracted and disappeared, merging into Ghost Hero's body.
The Six-Colored Cyclone within Ren Pingsheng seemed insatiable. As the Gray Mist shrank, it surged violently, enveloping most of the passage and sweeping away the Gray Mist in between. Ghost Hero's eyes turned red; that was nearly half of his Source Power being snatched away.
Ren Pingsheng watched all of this helplessly. The Six-Colored Cyclone was too excited, and since he was bound and unable to move, he couldn't control it at all.
At that moment, when the pulling force of the Six-Colored Cyclone vanished, he felt himself recovering and immediately began to assess the situation in his Dantian. This mutated Dantian, while sometimes capable of turning the tide in battle, was far too unstable—like a ticking time bomb that made one anxious.
"Huh? What’s going on?" Seeing the situation in his Dantian, Ren Pingsheng's expression was a mix of laughter and tears. The Six-Colored Cyclone had undergone a significant transformation; it had actually turned into seven colors. A gray hue appeared at the very edge, as if all the absorbed gray gas had merged into it, its color surpassing that of the other six.
"What on earth is happening?" he said helplessly, utterly speechless regarding this Dantian.
While Ren Pingsheng felt helpless here, Ghost Hero discovered that once all the Gray Mist returned to his body, indeed more than half of his Source Power was gone, making his face even paler. His strength was in dire need of recovery; using Source Power was already pushing it, but now losing half of it left him uncertain about how long it would take to recover.
Although the Source Power used was just a small portion, recovering such energy was incredibly difficult. Given his current situation, it would be impossible to recover without decades of time.
"You little bastard, I will definitely kill you," he shouted angrily. With a wave of his hand, countless gusts of wind surged forth; Nether Qi clung to his palm with formidable power. Before the attack even arrived, Ren Pingsheng felt an icy chill.
However, now free from the constraints of Nether Qi, he no longer feared these things. He unleashed all his momentum; Thunder Light on the Windscar Sword intensified dramatically.
"Thunder Purgatory, slash!" This technique was similar to the Thunder Sea from earlier; it was part of the Thunder Sword Technique but significantly stronger than before. When it collided with that massive palm, a thunderous roar echoed through the passage. The violent impact caused the passage to tremble continuously as countless fragments fell.
"Pfft... this person's strength is incredibly strong; he's already infinitely close to being a King-Level Expert. I wonder what his original strength was." The Thunder Purgatory shattered under the massive palm that had consumed most of its power and struck Ren Pingsheng, causing him to spit out blood. He crashed against the passage wall, shattering several large stones.
"Hmph, die for me!" Ghost Hero's attack continued relentlessly; now he relied solely on his own strength and dared not use Nether Qi to create an aura again for fear that Ren Pingsheng might exhibit that strange phenomenon from earlier.
"Wind and Cloud One Sword, slash!" Ren Pingsheng narrowed his eyes; his aura changed dramatically as blood-red eyes filled with coldness emerged. A Sword Qi flashed by like lightning—sharp and unmatched.
"Boom..." This Sword Qi directly countered Ghost Hero's attack, leaving him empty-handed. At that moment, he retreated and looked at Ren Pingsheng with astonishment. Compared to before, Ren Pingsheng's aura had changed drastically as if he had become another person entirely.
"Strange, how could this happen? Could it be that this kid has caught the attention of some old-timer from the Demon Clan? He has been hiding among them, preparing for his imminent return," he thought with some confusion. Then he recalled the bizarre situation from earlier, which further confirmed his suspicions. In his view, only an opponent of equal strength could catch him off guard and make him suffer a significant loss.
"Hmph, no matter whether you are from the Human Clan or the Demon Clan, you won't escape this time!" Seemingly having made up his mind, Ghost Hero's expression turned cold, and his aura surged as he prepared to attack again.
At that moment, a sudden roar echoed from afar. The voice carried both anger and sorrow; it was the Golden Soul-Eating Beast. The two blood-colored Soul Devouring Beasts had just been sent flying by Ghost Hero, their fates unknown. Now seeing the condition of the Golden Soul-Eating Beast, it seemed likely that things were looking grim.
"Roar..." The Golden Soul-Eating Beast glared at Ghost Hero with hatred. The Silver Flying Night Demon on its forehead began to surge as if it were coming to life.
"Hey, you strange beast, you are quite unusual," Ghost Hero remarked, seemingly unfamiliar with the Golden Soul-Eating Beast as he looked at it in surprise. "But no matter how strange you are, you will be staying here this time. You beasts have devoured so many of our Demon Clan members."
Ghost Hero appeared to dismiss the obviously still-growing Soul Devouring Beast. With a casual wave of his hand, a massive palm imprint descended.
"Roar..." Just as Ren Pingsheng was about to move, the Golden Soul-Eating Beast let out a furious roar. The Silver Flying Night Demon on its forehead shone brightly as its third eye focused on the gigantic palm. A beam of light flashed and shattered the enormous hand.
Then it changed direction and flew toward Ghost Hero. This beam was peculiar; it pierced through Ghost Hero's surroundings' Nether Qi without any obstruction and struck him directly.
"Ah! Damn it, what is this thing!" Ghost Hero was taken aback and then let out a terrible scream as the beam penetrated his left shoulder. A transparent wound opened up, and blood splattered.
Even more bizarrely, it could not heal; the continuously flowing Nether Qi simply dissipated. It seemed that this beam specifically countered Nether Qi, leaving a wound that could not heal. After flashing past, it consumed most of its energy before returning to the Golden Soul-Eating Beast's forehead.
"Damn beast!" Ghost Hero stared in shock at the Golden Soul-Eating Beast. When he saw that the light on its forehead was glowing again, he disregarded his dignity and turned to flee.
That was clearly a precursor to another strange beam being fired; the previous one had not hit a vital spot. If it had struck true, he would have been doomed. Now that he had finally obtained a body, if it were destroyed, all his efforts would be in vain.
He knew that without a body, he was no match for the Soul Devouring Beast. The reason Soul Devouring Beasts were natural enemies of the Demon Clan was that they could devour souls. Once he lost his body, even if he managed to escape, he would likely suffer a significant loss of soul energy. For someone like him, that would be an immeasurable loss.
If important parts such as memories or techniques were lost, it would be disastrous; he might not even be able to recover his cultivation. Worse yet, he could become muddled and ultimately dissipate into nothingness.
Ghost Hero's sudden retreat caught Ren Pingsheng and the Soul Devouring Beast off guard. They were momentarily stunned before Ghost Hero vanished from sight. The dark passage in the distance made Ren Pingsheng abandon any thoughts of pursuit.
The light on the Golden Soul-Eating Beast's forehead gradually faded away; it looked quite exhausted, and even the mark of the Silver Flying Night Demon on its forehead dimmed somewhat. It seemed that the recent attack had taken a heavy toll on it. After all, it was still just a young Soul Devouring Beast that had not fully matured.
"Ugh..." The Golden Soul-Eating Beast slowly approached the two lifeless Soul Devouring Beasts and began to mournfully call out to them as if trying to summon them back.
"Ugh..." Suddenly, the Soul Devouring Beast looked at Ren Pingsheng and staggered over, tugging at his robe and pulling him next to the two Soul Devouring Beasts. Its eyes were filled with expectation, clearly hoping that Ren Pingsheng would save them, just like before.
At this moment, Ren Pingsheng had already regained his True Qi. Looking at the two Soul Devouring Beasts on the ground that had lost their breath, as well as the Golden Soul-Eating Beast's hopeful gaze, he felt a pang of compassion. Then, Wood's Profound Meaning spread out, slowly wandering over them. However, they had long since lost their breath; even Wood's Profound Meaning was powerless.
"Ugh ugh..." The little paw of the Golden Soul-Eating Beast kept shaking the two Soul Devouring Beasts, but unfortunately, the awakening it imagined did not happen. That hopeful gaze was once again shrouded in sorrow. It lay on the bodies of the two Blood-Red Soul Devouring Beasts and began to whimper.
"Sigh!" Ren Pingsheng sighed and turned to look at the injured Soul Devouring Beast from earlier; it had also died just now in the Dark Energy Field.
Having already been severely injured, it could not withstand the recent ordeal. In the blink of an eye, only this golden Soul Devouring Beast remained, still a small creature. Thinking about how they must have lived together in this dark cave, the current scene was truly heart-wrenching.
"Ugh ugh..." The golden little Soul Devouring Beast stood up as if remembering this Soul Devouring Beast and tried to come over to take a look. However, it staggered a few steps before collapsing.
Ren Pingsheng's expression changed, and he hurried over. Picking it up for a closer look, he found it somewhat weak; it seemed that the recent battle had taken too much out of it. That strange beam of light must have been forcibly triggered for such an undeveloped Soul Devouring Beast.
It was already exhausted, and seeing its kin die under such a blow made it understandable that it could not hold on any longer.
"Sigh, now that the people suppressing the Demon Clan in this cave have escaped, you no longer need to stay here. Let me take you out!" Ren Pingsheng murmured softly.
Then with a wave of his hand, he collected the corpses of the three Blood-Red Soul Devouring Beasts. With another movement of his consciousness, the Golden Soul-Eating Beast in his arms disappeared. It had entered the Beast Ring given to him by his master Yi Qingyi. There was ample space inside for Demon Beasts to rest and move around.
"Well, this blood is quite strange!" As Ren Pingsheng prepared to leave, he noticed the silver blood on the ground. His expression shifted; with a wave of his hand, the blood flew up from the ground and danced in his palm. After thinking for a moment, he stored it in a jade bottle. This Soul Devouring Beast's blood might be useful in the future.
Comment 0 Comment Count