387: Chapter 33: Your Heads Belong to !
(3/3, updated today with w characters!)_3 387: Chapter 33: Your Heads Belong to !
(3/3, updated today with w characters!)_3 “Earth Escape!”
Though a Hunter, Wu Qi had battled demon beasts throughout the year and often clashed with rival Hunting Manors, making him far more experienced than ordinary martial artists.
He imdiately thought of a solution, calling out to the Great Hui to hide underground and summon his inner core, waiting for its return to fight An Jing!
But just as the Great Hui obeyed, rolling over, preparing to use its horns to burrow, it suddenly let out a pained roar.
Startled, Wu Qi squinted and noticed that the seemingly missed Thunder Light from An Jing hadn’t dispersed, but rather, had been amassing within the nurous tal fragnts on the ground.
As soon as the Great Hui moved, it was struck by the stored Thunder Light, causing its scales to blacken and fall off, flesh and blood muddled!
Even more, the terrifying current entered its body, stimulating the nerves of the Great Hui’s flesh and blood, causing its small brain to spasm and go mad.
It rolled around frantically, no longer obeying commands and ran off into the distance!
It was then, just as Wu Qi had least wanted to accept, seizing this opportunity, An Jing, holding the Tyrant Sea Blade, descended from the sky, swinging an imnsely fierce and vigorous blow towards his head!
“Ah!”
At this point, Wu Qi could only fight for his life.
He raised his bow and roared, activating his Fate Pattern “Mountains Wind Catcher” with all his might, stimulating all the elixirs and talismans he had swallowed earlier, allowing the surging blue-black Wood Fiend to spread from his body.
The rapidly undulating and dense Evil Qi even seed to connect with the great mountains, manifesting a vast expanse of blue mountain forest behind him!
Even though he turned to the Heavenly Demon, he was still an old Hunter in these mountains, and the mountain’s Qi would naturally aid him!
This vast forest of Wood Fiend gathered into a deep blue, ink-like brilliance, resolutely transforming into an invisible Qi arrow, shooting straight towards An Jing!
With a thunderous booming sound, mud and stones flew everywhere, and the violent Gang Qi wind exploded, mixing with dirt, iron fragnts, and vegetation, sweeping in all directions like a violent storm, almost like a giant gray-white fountain bursting into the sky and surroundings with frost and mud.
And when the dust and Qi wind subsided a bit, one could see a straight track, tens of ters long, that was forcefully carved into the earth, resembling a knife wound.
At the center of this trail, although Wu Qi was still standing, the bow in his hands was broken, and he looked utterly dispirited.
His strength required the Great Hui to be fully exerted, but with the Great Hui missing its inner core and gone mad, it was a miracle he wasn’t instantly killed by An Jing’s strike – it was his last-minute outburst, pushing him to 120% of his capabilities!
“You, you…”
With trembling legs barely supporting his weight, Wu Qi gritted his teeth, resembling a skeleton, yet his eyes were unnaturally lively, as if souls’ firelight was spilling from his brain: “Who exactly are you?
How did you know we were here, and why provoke us!?”
“Was it soone in the city who betrayed us?”
“They are all dead, now it’s your turn.” An Jing stepped forward, holding the Tyrant Sea Blade, and as he advanced, streams of blade-like Golden Qi radiated from his body, within which strands of blood resembling blood dragons swirled, bringing an aura of Blood Fiend warfare.
“I didn’t expect that your strength would be weaker than the major heirs of Shenjing, but you are trickier than him—he has deeper skills but far less combat experience, unlike you who can adapt and explode, still rembering to take elixirs beforehand.”
“But overall, none of you are adequate—your Divine Abnormality is a ss, he just doesn’t know how to utilize it.”
“Hey, you’re right, but you are still too young after all…you fell on the ground!”
Wu Qi suddenly smirked mysteriously, a faint bloodline already appearing on his forehead.
He was already dead, having been slain by An Jing’s strike from the heavens, but his Withered Wood Body and Minor Achievent Immaculate Marrow allowed him to linger a little longer before death.
And in that ti, he wanted to see An Jing die with him!
Buzz!
In the distance, at the manor, the seemingly mad Great Hui suddenly raised its head, swallowing down a pitch-black inner core along with the remains of a drone burned by Demonic Qi.
More than that, deep within the manor, the Formation connected to the Earth Vein operated, all the Essence Qi and dead Qi of the Demon Disciples who had died, all the resentnt and anger of the innocents who had perished in this place, and even a thread of dragon Qi tainted by demons, all began converging towards the Great Hui!
—It was resolutely advancing its Martial ridian on this spot!
Just ten breaths were needed for the Great Hui to transform from a Hui into a Jiao, achieving the status of a Great Demon Spirit.
Although allowing it to advance before it was fully transford would cause the demon to completely lose control, everyone else was dead, so why care about this!
This Great Hui, which was supposed to beco one of the Mountain Masters of Broken Blade Mountain as an Earth System Dragon Blood Demon Spirit, could, under complete control, deeply tap into the Earth Vein with the aid of Linjiang City’s Qi to refine Dragon Qi, but now, with the Linlang Comrce Chamber gone and all to be annihilated, why not go out with a bang!
As for whether An Jing could slay the Great Hui within ten breaths?
With his consciousness already blurring, Wu Qi couldn’t help but laugh…
This…
How…
An Jing’s figure suddenly vanished from his view.
Could…
A streak of Thunder Light lit up the ground, golden-red Blood Gold transford into thunder, abruptly zigzagging on the ground, tracing a brilliant blade light.
Possible…
Pfft, the pitch-black Demonic Blood splattered, and the Great Hui’s breakthrough montum abruptly halted, quickly dissipating.
Could…
“Impossible!”
Wu Qi’s eyes nearly burst, he turned his head to look behind him.
Having finished Grasping Heavenly Mont, An Jing flicked his blade, shaking off the Demonic Blood of the Hui from the Tyrant Sea Blade, and in front of him, the body of the Great Hui was still thrashing wildly, its head struggling and snapping, but it had already been severed.
—Your heads ought to be of use to !
The youth indifferently looked back at Wu Qi, sowhat impatiently said, “Still not dead?”
As his words fell, Wu Qi’s body split in half, spilling his innards all over the ground, utterly lifeless!
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