Chapter 1610: Chapter 1610: Kill ? Do You Have What It Takes?
Huang Batian’s Second Spirit had barely made a move when a scream tore through the air, and everyone saw the Second Spirit engulfed in nine-colored flas. No one knew the origin of these flas, but once they touched the Second Spirit, the situation beca uncontrollable as if oil had been poured over it.
“Ah! City Lord, save !”
Up in the sky, Huang Batian dared not recall his own spirit, only able to watch in agony as the nine-colored flas consud it. If the spirit were destroyed, Huang Batian would be reduced to a cripple, and cripples couldn’t survive in Mandala Land.
All eyes were focused on the sky, with pairs of horrified eyes looking at Beiting Huang. What were this young man’s background and strength? With just one strike, he had destroyed a First-Grade Supre.
anwhile, City Lord Yingg Ying was like a statue, not even stirred by Huang Batian’s mournful cries for help.
When Huang Batian’s sister, Huangg Lian, arrived, she was greeted by this bizarre scene. Rage flooded her heart. Without bothering to argue with City Lord Yingg Ying, she swung her spear at Beiting Huang, shouting, “You brat, put out the fire now!”
“Stop!”
A sharp shout exploded, and a figure swiftly intercepted, blocking the woman’s spear thrust. Huangg Lian looked up in disbelief; the person stopping her was Yingg Ying. She could no longer hold back her anger and shouted, “Why? Why? My brother is about to die, and you still won’t let her stop!”
What right did he have to tell Beiting Huang to stop? Ying Ying’s face darkened, and just then, Miss Yingg Xue hurried over as well, frowning as she said, “Aunty, how can you say that? In Mandala Land, we fight our own battles. If we lose, should we really call for help?”
In Mandala Land, personal duels were the custom.
Huangg Lian was at a loss for words, the pitiful howls of Huang Batian resounding in her ears like a death knell. She knelt before Ying Ying, pleading, “City Lord, he is my only kin, please help save his life!”
“Aunty, what a peculiar thing to say ‘only kin.’ Aren’t your three younger brothers your kin? Isn’t your father your kin?” Yingg Xue curled her lips, folding her arms and looking on as if enjoying a show.
Yingg Ying found himself in a difficult position; he had no right to ask Beiting Huang to withdraw the Nine-Colored Nirvana Fire. Others might not recognize this fire, but he did.
Ten thousand years ago, when he was assigned to guard Mandala Land, he was told that she would return one day. If he didn’t recognize her otherwise, he would upon seeing the Nine-Colored Nirvana Fire.
He had grown impatient waiting for ten thousand years.
Seeing her father hesitate, Yingg Xue beca worried. She feared that her father might heed Huangg Lian’s words and act against Beiting Huang. But as Beiting Huang intensified the nine-colored flas, Huang Batian’s Second Spirit was reduced to ashes, and his real body began to fall to the ground. Huangg Lian could not stand idly by and rushed towards Huang Batian’s real body. However, an arrow refined from nine-colored flas shot out, overtaking Huangg Lian and piercing through Huang Batian.
“Ah!”
Two distinct cries, one of agony and one of rage, rged together. Huang Batian’s scream was followed by his obliteration, while Huangg Lian, once again, raised her spear to attack Beiting Huang, “I will kill you!”
“Kill ? Do you really have that ability?” Beiting Huang sneered, unbothered to even lift a finger against a re Heaven Rank.
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