novelraw Chapter 919 780: Blood Still Wet
Chapter 919 780: Blood Still Wet
Watching another junior brother being slain, Lan She stomped the ground, shaking his head like a lion and roaring, "Ya ai..."
Chongxing was not only his key player but also a crucial member of the Beiju Team in their pursuit of dominance. The loss was unbearable for him.
He couldn't understand, even seeing it with his own eyes didn't make it clear. They obviously had the upper hand, so how did Shi Chun suddenly cut him down? Who knows what trick was used.
When the scene of blood splattering from that halved slash was replayed, Manxi, the commander of the Heavenly Court Team, couldn't help but clap his palms and unconsciously praised, "Good! Truly merits being the fierce general of our Heavenly Court!"
Hearing this, even Mulan Jin couldn't help but glance askew at him, wanting to ask when Shi Chun became a fierce general of the Heavenly Court?
Of course, the public confrontation and slaying of Chongxing also left this Xuanji Token Master astounded.
Anyone with eyes could see it was a case of the weak defeating the strong. Chongxing grabbed the descending blade with one hand, clearly indicating the disparity between the two.
In the frontal clash, the outcome was decided in one round, leaving all the major command centers amazed.
The East Victory Commander couldn't help but sigh, "We only knew the Mingshan Sect's strength with Tong, Zhu, and An could dominate, but who expected Shi Chun to advance to this level too? No wonder the whole Mingshan Sect respects him as the Master. Remembering the days of the Sky Rain Meteor Conference where Mulan Qingqing was slain, and now drawing the blade for Mulan Qingqing again, it's a different scene, a heroism surpassing the past... life has few moments to fight for..."
In the Nanshan Command Center, Ming Chaofeng couldn't help but exclaim, "Chongxing just fell like that? This guy is unlucky, never getting the upper hand against the Mingshan Sect. Last time it was Zhu Xiangxin, and this time he simply lost his life to Shi Chun."
Standing by, Pu Gong lamented, "The difference is pretty big, Zhu Xiangxin could rely on his Divine Skills to protect himself, probably didn't dare to engage Chongxing in close combat. In close combat, Chongxing probably wasn't his match; Zhu Xiangxin's Divine Skills probably couldn't kill Chongxing either. Shi Chun is really different from us Artifact Refiners."
Ming Chaofeng turned back and said, "Inform Luo Que who is heading here of the battle situation, and remind her to be cautious, as it's unclear what trick Chongxing fell for."
"Yes," Pu Gong nodded in agreement.
The captured Mulan Qingqing also saw that scene from a distance.
Her mana was restricted, unable to use the Gathering Magic Eye for long-distance vision, but she vaguely witnessed the close combat duel, could barely discern under the light who wore armor and which side did not.
Seeing Shi Chun actually return to join the battle, and in close combat, her heart leapt to her throat, for she naturally knew the disparity in strength between the two.
When she saw the unarmored figure fall crashing toward the ground, she thought she had seen it wrong. Noticing the trembling of the hand restraining her shoulder, she looked back to find the person restraining her was full of shock, eyes filled with fear, lips quivering, realizing she hadn't seen it wrong.
She turned her head back again to the figure in the sky. Did he win? Did he just win in close combat with Chongxing? She still couldn't believe it.
Floating in the sky, Qilin A San observed Shi Chun's victory and was still somewhat dazed.
From its view, with a powerhouse like Chongxing, its master should win naturally. A master who could refine living beings within a domain should be able to crush the opponent with just a grasp from a distance. It now felt like the victory seemed tenuously earned, making it unsure if its master intentionally kept a low profile.
Shi Chun, who had cut down Chongxing with a single strike, didn't pursue the corpse for profit but quickly hovered in the air, scanning with his blade. Those from Beiju who were regaining their senses, some attempting to rally forward for assistance, were all intimidated by the blade's direction, with no one daring to recklessly charge forward.
If even Chongxing's strength was cut down, how could others not be terrified?
While surveying around, Shi Chun secretly felt the abnormal changes within his body. Just now, he wasn't sure if it was an illusion, but during the fight, as Bath Demon Skill circulated and absorbed the murderous aura into the body, the internally stored Demon Essence seemed to connect with it. Unlike before where the murderous aura would just relentlessly strengthen the body, this time it seemed to transform into cultivation.
Regrettably, his mental attention just now was on the duel, combined with not absorbing much murderous aura, so the sensation wasn't apparent, leading to doubts about being an illusion.
Now wasn't the time to be distracted by this; seeing no one dared to fight, Shi Chun immediately shouted, "A San!"
Qilin A San immediately raised its hooves and darted over, catching Shi Chun who landed on its back. Then it spun and charged directly toward the ground, heading in the direction of Mulan Qingqing.
Being a mere steed, it naturally didn't have this awareness on its own, it was of course Shi Chun's intention.
Previously, unable to win, Shi Chun had left Mulan Qingqing behind, which was wise.
Now having won, how could Shi Chun still leave Mulan Qingqing behind? Naturally striving to reclaim Mulan Qingqing to give Mulan Jin a reasonable account; preferring not to hide away in the Netherworld forever.
Now realizing and correcting his mistakes, it also called wise.
Seeing a rider rushing towards her, recognizing it was coming for her, Mulan Qingqing's tender heart twisted countless times, while her gaze held an inexplicable daze.
The figure in her eyes became clearer, one person and mount clad in armor, exuding the aura of charging into thousands of foes alone, battling all the way for her with the blade still stained with blood, warm corpses strewn on the ground.
In matters between men and women, she always restrained her emotions, but now her eyes brimmed with tears.
Never in her life had she been so moved before, this time she was truly moved, an emotion etched deeply into her soul.
The man holding Mulan Qingqing also realized that Shi Chun was rushing towards him, the tension and panic drove him to shout, "Come quickly to aid me!"
He was calling for help from his fellow Beiju Team members scattered around.
Chongxing's death understandably frightened everyone, yet in face of the plea for help, those nearby still gathered around him.
Yes, gathered around him, though none dared step forward to block Shi Chun.
The death of the general shattered their morale, without fear of the ruthless decree, they might have considered fleeing.
But there was nothing to be done, even if all charged together, it wouldn't scared Shi Chun, having surrounded him before, yet he fought through them single-handedly and dared to return alone; they had no hope before, let alone any now.
At this moment, Shi Chun could truly be said to come with the power of great victory, intimidating thousands alone.
The man holding the hostage saw everyone's reaction and sought help while tightening his grip on Mulan Qingqing's shoulder, swiftly retreating while holding her hostage. He was careful and refrained from publicly desecrating Mulan Jin's daughter.
No one was foolish; they knew what could be done under public scrutiny, and which actions were more severe than killing Mulan Qingqing.
Thus, the sword in his hand was unceremonious, poised at Mulan Qingqing's fair neck, ready to slit her throat at any moment. The threat and intimidation were clear, implicitly warning Shi Chun: you dare try anything?
But Shi Chun, cloaked in heavy armor, descended diagonally from the sky, exuding a blood-stained and deadly aura, his cold, submerged gaze as indifferent as a tiger coming down the mountain.
His momentum unchanged, his target clear, unconcerned about whether the hostage-taker would harm Mulan Qingqing.
When Mulan Qingqing, held hostage, appeared at the edge of the Heavenly Mirror's reflection again, it was clear at a glance what was happening. Mulan Jin's heart suddenly jumped in panic, fearing Shi Chun might anger the opposition.
He wasn't afraid of people like Lan She causing chaos; his fear lay with these nameless monks.
Disciples from famous sects have 'discipline', knowing to exercise self-restraint at critical moments, but these brutes are different. When provoked and angered, not even the Xuanji Token Master's presence or the Empress's could prevent accidents.
One person and their mount flew over some gathering Beiju personnel, yet not a single person attacked to intercept them. The Beiju Commander looked on with a gloomy, furious expression, helpless as he couldn't personally intervene, forced to watch as those people embarrassed him.
Watching the person and mount approaching, the man holding Mulan Qingqing shouted with anger while retreating swiftly, "Back off, come any closer, and I'll kill her!"
Yet this hostage-taking trick, Shi Chun had his experience; if the opponent were to directly chop off one of Mulan Qingqing's arms or legs, he would immediately pause, recognizing a ruthless individual, naturally not daring to act rashly again.
Of course, the cost for the hostage would be significant in that case.
But for Shi Chun, decisiveness when life and death are at stake meant missing a limb was insignificant, especially since he now had the ability to help restore such injuries.
Therefore, the opponent's actions were far from enough to deter Shi Chun.
Thus, he ignored those threats as if unheard, his mount galloping faster, quickly narrowing the gap between them.
"Don't think I won't act, try coming closer!" the hostage-taker shouted in panic, retreating at full speed.
To prove his words, he exerted force with the blade, genuinely cutting Mulan Qingqing's neck to draw blood.
A pained Mulan Qingqing remained silent, pursing her lips tightly, merely watching the armored figure rushing with vigor.
"Back off!" the hostage-taker shouted again.
Yet before the sound of his voice faded, Shi Chun suddenly raised his hand and brandished a mirror with a beam of black light shooting forth, precisely the 'Three Corpses Mirror'.
The Thunder Sound Sect participating disciples had all perished, giving him the freedom to reveal his magical treasure.
The sudden, engulfing black light startled the hostage-taker, instantly plunging him into absolute darkness, terrifying him with the feeling of severing all connections to the world.
No sound could be heard except his own cries, "Shi Chun, dare come closer, and she'll die!"
The pressure on the sword in his hand increased against Mulan Qingqing's neck, blood trickling down.
"She's on the left!"
"She's going upward!"
His cohorts were also casting spells and shouting, but he couldn't hear them within the black light.
He knew the danger of running along a fixed route and thus zigzagged, attempting to disrupt and avoid by shifting positions.
Yet Shi Chun's right eye superpower allowed him to see the movements within the black light.
It's fair to say, the 'Three Corpses Mirror' in Shi Chun's hands truly unleashes far beyond its normal power; ordinary users can't see the movements within the black light, thus its effect isn't nearly as effective, easily allowing someone to escape.
With Qilin A San's rapid evasion speed now, the man holding the hostage couldn't escape entanglement without assistance.
Lan She, watching Shi Chun wield his blade again before the mirror image, knew it was over.
Amidst his panic in the black light, the hostage-taker suddenly stiffened, feeling a chill in his body, his spirit deflated, his vision suddenly clear, though his consciousness abruptly ceased.
Shi Chun, swinging his blade from above, suddenly withdrew the 'Three Corpses Mirror', splitting the hostage-taker from the back of the head down, almost instantly cleaving him in two, yet the chest remained joined, preventing full separation.
As blood sprayed, the sword in the man holding the hostage's hand slackened ineffectively, releasing his grip on Mulan Qingqing, allowing her to fall alongside him towards the ground.
The man cleaved in half received no aid.
Falling with flailing limbs, Mulan Qingqing's hair scattered wildly, yet Shi Chun came to assist.
Qilin A San executed a swift return flash, Shi Chun grasped the woman's wrist, pulling her up to sit in front of him, naturally wrapping his released hand around her supple abdomen.
The man and woman sat closely, Shi Chun paid no heed to the Beiju personnel, ignoring the delightful sensation of the warm fragrance enveloping him or the woman's flowing hair brushing his face, gripping a still-stained blade as he rode Qilin A San swiftly away.
With his tracks exposed, lingering was inadvisable, and with none daring to block him, he promptly departed.