novelraw Chapter 925 786: Charging Alone on Mount and Blade
Chapter 925 786: Charging Alone on Mount and Blade
At the moment of the charge, I fell into a daze, even a brief daze can have severe, limitless consequences.
For Shi Chun, who charged in, this brief daze made the group of demon cultivators appear like unresisting logs, allowing him to unleash his blade as if slicing through vegetables.
This was also his purpose for abruptly pulling out the 'Soul-breaking Bell'.
This was also the reason for his feigned ignorance of the enemy's approach.
He was waiting for the opponent to get closer before acting.
Since he knew the 'Soul-breaking Bell' was limited in power against monks of a certain cultivation level, and the opponent would soon recover to resist.
Because the enemy would soon recover, he had to wait until they got closer before acting. Short distance ensures effective damage in the shortest time.
As long as he moves fast, as long as he swings the blade quickly, the number he can cut down in a short time will increase.
Indeed, the situation did not exceed his immediate judgment, resulting in a scene of blood and flesh flying.
Qilin A San didn't mind the chaos. Its speed was quick, sending its master to crowded areas as if eager to cut down more opponents.
"Ah..."
The demon cultivators who awoke from the daze cried out in pain. Some couldn't make a sound, while others issued tragic screams and wails.
Each emerged with a rain of blood, and all sorts of creatures fell—hairy, scaled, feathered, beasts, birds—crashing down.
The first to charge, the Great Clam, was also the first to fall, and it was rather special, its original form being a giant black-clad clam, with its shell shattered and flesh slipping out without blood, slime oozing from the ruined flesh, first to crash onto the ground.
The Soul-breaking Bell hooked on Shi Chun's finger never ceased to ring, echoing with Shi Chun's slashing actions.
The time it takes for the enemy to recover was another matter; any disruptive influence had to persist.
Mulan Qingqing, clinging to Shi Chun's waist, looked around in astonishment, unaware of her immunity to the Soul-breaking Bell's effects, thanks to Shi Chun's Bath Demon Skill protecting her with Green Qi.
Qilin A San's ears were also shielded, for Shi Chun did not know if it could be affected by the sound.
In the mirror image, seeing this anomaly, seeing the Great Clam cut down with a blade, Western Bull Commander Niu Qian suddenly pointed, seemingly unsure what to say, making a strange cry even he couldn't comprehend, "Ah..."
Heavenly Court Commander Manxi also asked in shock, "What's happening?"
Beiju Commander Lan She exclaimed in surprise, "What's the matter?"
"..." Nanshan Commander Ming Chaofeng stared wide-eyed observing.
Only East Victory Commander Wei Mo muttered after observing, "Soul-breaking Bell..."
Shi Chun moved quickly, and the size of the 'Soul-breaking Bell' was small, so most people in front of the mirror image didn't see what happened, unaware how the demon cultivators were counter-killed like slicing through vegetables, rendering them momentarily stunned.
Soon, they realized from the demon cultivators' reactions that they fell into the trap, but what exactly was unclear to most, except for Wei Mo who quickly made a judgment.
The demons jumping off the demon riders to attack Shi Chun regained their senses amidst screams, unsure of what happened, quickly casting spells to resist the mind-disturbing chime, instinctively moving for self-preservation by evading potential dangers.
The reaction was uniform; all quickly fled, witnessing limbs falling under the flying blade scared them, all were left with lingering fear, grateful for narrowly escaping death.
In an instant, nearly forty out of a hundred were cut down, the remaining sixty demon cultivators fled in panic.
Some were fearless, like the demon rider, immense in size, recovered from the 'Soul-breaking Bell' sound, and immediately charged at Shi Chun, shaking its head and tail.
Western Bull Commander Niu Qian shouted angrily in front of the mirror image, "Kill him!"
The demon rider, though large, moved swiftly, faster than Qilin A San, nearly collided with Shi Chun's group, but its size cost it agility, allowing Qilin A San to dodge abruptly.
The demon rider somersaulted in the air and lashed its tail like thunder, slamming toward Qilin A San.
The demon rider knows nothing about capture, its actions aimed directly at lethal destruction.
Seeing this scene, Mulan Jin's heart leaped into his throat; a hit wouldn't just kill the mount, but also his daughter.
Under normal circumstances, this attack was indeed difficult to avoid, the observers before the five mirror images held their breaths in concentration.
Yet despite being airborne, Qilin A San could escape inertia, kicking with four hoofs, reflecting out at an incredible angle, narrowly evading the terrifying tail lash, slipping like a fly through clapped hands, extremely thrilling.
While avoiding danger, Shi Chun swung his blade toward the thunderous tail chasing after him.
Bang, a resonant shock.
Shi Chun's large blade nearly flown off by the demon rider, twisting Qilin A San's form.
The blade was sharp but only carved a half-inch deep scratch on the demon rider's scale armor, nearly snatched away from Shi Chun's hand, yet ultimately withdrawn.
"Good!" Niu Qian shouted in praise before the mirror image.
With the demon rider passing the target and pursuing again, clearly gaining the upper hand, scattered in the air, demon cultivators steadied their minds amidst panic, hovering mid-air in observation.
Shi Chun, suddenly turning back, saw the demon rider pursuing again, his face darkened instantly, knowing that unless he resolved the demon rider, he couldn't escape.
With a quick flick, he directed Qilin A San to turn back, charging head-on at the incoming demon rider.
"Master..." Qilin A San was somewhat terrified and apprehensive, thinking that his master must have been hiding his strength. He held back the words about to come out of his mouth and, following his master's mana guidance, charged forward boldly.
Holding Shi Chun's waist, Mulan Qingqing clearly felt the might emanating from Shi Chun.
She couldn't see the expression on Shi Chun's face, but she sensed his aura and emotions up close.
She realized Shi Chun was different from her, different from the disciples of the Su Yuan Sect. Once he made a decision, he was so decisive and unwavering.
Struggle! The two words she had heard since childhood were now materializing in her perception.
Shi Chun charged with force, flipping out the 'Three Corpses Mirror' in his hand, and a beam of black light shot out, instantly enveloping the oncoming demon rider.
Within the black light, despite the large body of the demon rider, it seemed to have entered another silent world.
The demon rider became flustered, flying and dashing erratically, but it lost its attack target, rolling frantically, shaking its head and tail in chaotic attacks.
Yet Shi Chun had already abruptly charged upwards, holding the 'Three Corpses Mirror' high to shine down on it. No matter how fast it dodged, it couldn't match the speed of the mirror's light moving.
Bang! The demon rider, losing its sense of direction, finally crashed headfirst into the ground, causing the earth to crack, mountains to collapse, probably leaving no trace of bodies like Da Shiren and others.
"A bunch of bastards, what are you looking at? Attack!"
Gazing at the mirror image, Niu Qian burst out cursing, scolding those spectating demon cultivators for not lending a hand to the demon rider.
He couldn't think, who repeatedly reminded those demon cultivators to be wary of the black light from the mirror? It was them, knowing that the black light had already slain several experts successively, and since Da Shiren died at the hands of Shi Chun, who dared to take risks easily?
In the rising cloud of dust, a shadow rushed back up against the trend, charging in, and it was Qilin A San carrying Shi Chun and Mulan Qingqing.
The somewhat dazed demon rider churned on the ground.
Just when it forcefully shook its dizzy head, Shi Chun, who had charged into the dust and reached its side, had already put away the long knife and mirror, continuously striking it with both palms.
Six consecutive strikes of Demon Dispel Hand!
Shi Chun didn't know if the Demon Dispel Hand would work on this thick-skinned monster; when the black light shone on it, he was ready to try the Demon Dispel Hand.
Daring not to linger around this monster, he quickly dashed past it, striking with six consecutive palms, then immediately rode Qilin A San ascending into the sky.
"Creak, creak, creak, creak, creak..."
The urgent cries of the demon rider suddenly echoed through the sky and earth, and a more violent dust cloud surged from the ground.
Just as Qilin A San carried them out of the boiling dust, a huge head burst out, fanging, lunging out of the dust, trying to bite them.
This scene, in the eyes of the onlookers and the command center personnel before the mirror image, was extremely thrilling.
Looking back, Shi Chun didn't expect the monster wouldn't fight back after being hit. Guarding against its pursuit from the start, he flicked his hand, and a beam of white light shot out. The 'Cold Moon Shield' was flung like a stream of light into the giant creature's mouth. With slightly exerted legs, Qilin A San side-stepped in midair to dodge.
The massive body of the demon rider lunged out of the dust, biting into empty air.
Then it flipped over, pursuing Shi Chun horizontally.
Who knew Shi Chun, with another flip of his hand, brought out the 'Three Corpses Mirror,' first startling the surrounding people into a jump. The black light circled them, scaring them to retreat. Only then did the black light swivel to shine on the demon rider, once again turning it into a blind bat, dashing about chaotically.
Unable to find where Shi Chun and the others were, having lost an accurate attack point, how could it possibly catch up with Shi Chun and the others?
The black light jumped up and down chaotically in the air before suddenly disappearing.
Only to see Shi Chun suddenly put away the 'Three Corpses Mirror', suddenly charging up on his mount, the long knife high, rushing towards the demon rider whose airborne speed had slowed.
The demon rider's ascending speed had not only slowed but its speed in shaking its head and tail had also become sluggish, the "creak" sounds from its mouth weak and short, its body covered in a layer of frost.
Watching the mirror image, Wei Mo couldn't help but smile bitterly, "This thousand-year demon rider is done..."
He knew too well what the white jade plate-like item inside the demon rider was. That treasure was the one Shi Chun got his hands on when Wei Mo tried to capture him back then.
From the demon rider's tail to its head, Shi Chun suddenly flashed, leaping off Qilin A San with Mulan Qingqing on his back, both hands gripping the long knife, fiercely stabbing at the demon rider's somewhat dull eyes.
Puff, juice splattering, the long knife viciously penetrated, until it couldn't go further, until the demon rider, covered in frost, was left with only weak twitches. Only then did Shi Chun stop, raising his head towards the sky, both feet propelling with the Cloud Stepping Boots, lifting the gigantic creature as he continued to soar upward.
After reaching high altitude, suddenly with the massive creature in tow, it reversed, pressing the demon rider's head towards the ground, accelerating the descent with consecutive kicks.
Mulan Qingqing behind him instinctively tightened her arms around him.
When they were nearly a hundred zhang from the ground, Shi Chun's both feet kicked by the demon rider's eye sockets, the blade swiftly flew off.
Boom, the massive shadow violently crashed onto the ground, instantly blowing out a giant ring of smoke spreading in all directions, the ground collapsing, underground springs erupting.
A true world-shattering scene.
The spreading dust engulfed Shi Chun and his companion, but they soon emerged from the dust, with Qilin A San that followed them into the dust, taking them up into the air again.
A beam of white light burst from the erupting underground spring, flashing into Shi Chun's hand that reached out across the space, and was flipped into concealment.
Coldly surveying the surroundings, Shi Chun didn't care whether the demon rider that plunged underground was dead. As long as he disabled its ability to pursue, it was enough. This place wasn't suitable for prolonged delay, hence he bolted across the air, solitary, no one dared to block him.