novelraw Chapter 847 449: I Will Cut Off Your Path to Survival!
Chapter 847 449: I Will Cut Off Your Path to Survival!
Even the Rat Phase Wei Wuxing couldn't see through this change in the move for a moment, so he got trapped.
The Heart-to-Heart Clasp trapped both the opponent and oneself, causing both their movements and True Qi to stagnate, seemingly creating a stalemate.
But this abrupt change, Duan Yun, who executed the Heart-to-Heart Clasp, was prepared for, whereas Wei Wuxing was not.
It could be said that the change in rhythm was completely under Duan Yun's control.
The next moment, as the Heart-to-Heart Clasp was released, Duan Yun made his move again immediately.
Twenty years ago, Wei Wuxing was already a stunningly talented genius. Later, with numerous successful tomb raids, he became a genius among geniuses.
His reactions were naturally swift as well, and he responded immediately.
But he was ultimately half a beat slower.
In that half a beat, Duan Yun's Netherworld Breaking Body Sword Qi had already transformed into a black longsword, piercing into his rear.
"Ah!"
Wei Wuxing was injured, flesh shattered, and blood splattered, while that Netherworld Death Qi further penetrated his meridians and Qi-Blood, intending to corrode his body and mind.
At that instant, a thunderous sound rang out.
Wei Wuxing's stomach was thundering!
"Damn it, are you a transformed weasel or what!"
Duan Yun was just about to advance his Sword Qi when he heard a loud bang, like a thunderclap, a massive fart burst from Wei Wuxing's navel, forcing Duan Yun to retreat.
Duan Yun's Sword Qi retracted, forming an arc-shaped shield, defensively sealed but was still hit back three steps by the fart.
As for Wei Wuxing, he was in even worse shape.
The sword wound on his rear was real, and such a fierce fart naturally blew the wound open even wider.
But admittedly, Wei Wuxing did have some tricks up his sleeve.
Though the wound widened, he also expelled the Death Qi Duan Yun had injected into him.
In a certain sense, Wei Wuxing was genuinely immune to all poisons.
It's known that ancient tombs are fraught with dangers, poisons being a common threat. A potent poison can easily wipe out a Tomb Raider Sect.
Wei Wuxing had been tomb raiding for years without incident, able to maneuver through toxic air at will, all because he could fart.
Farting is the simplest detox method, something everyone with a rear can do, and Wei Wuxing had mastered it to perfection, a "return to simplicity" approach, practically leaving no poison in the world his farts couldn't expel.
There was a time when Wei Wuxing, dressed in a robe filled with poetry and as graceful as a Banished Sword Immortal, would find a place to fart.
And he'd do it all day.
It was this day-in and day-out practice that granted him such remarkable strength.
Though the Death Qi was expelled, Wei Wuxing did suffer a loss.
He couldn't help but laugh and say, "Forcing me to such an extent, Old Demon Duan, you really are something."
With that, he scurried off, choosing to flee.
After letting out such a huge fart on me, he still wants to run?
Duan Yun finally realized why those corpses and dirt had such a strong earthy stench; it was all this guy's poison.
In some ways, those eight people from the Wang Family were burst to death by his farts.
Without any hesitation, Duan Yun chased after him.
Wei Wuxing was exceptionally fast, as he was the best in the world at digging tunnels.
He extended his hands forward, and the ten Faqiu Fingers from the Zhang Family Ancient Building seemed alive, paving a path through the soil for him.
Duan Yun, of course, gave chase.
He wasn't as skilled at digging as Wei Wuxing, but he could catch a ride on the air currents and keep diving down through the tunnels Wei Wuxing made.
But the further he chased, the more he felt something was off, because the tunnel ahead was getting narrower — this was definitely Wei Wuxing's Bone Shrinking Skills at work.
The Bone Shrinking Skills made the tunnel progressively smaller, giving Duan Yun the illusion that the digger was not a person but an actual rat.
He had to slide and dig as he went, shoveling dirt while pursuing.
The surrounding soil flew back like flowing water.
This undoubtedly increased his True Qi consumption, but it allowed Duan Yun to stay closely on Wei Wuxing's tail.
Just then, Duan Yun's vision blurred, and his feet shrank back suddenly.
With a bang, even though he braked early, Duan Yun still crashed solidly into a piece of granite.
This granite had a tunnel directly beneath it.
That stinky rat had set a trap for him.
Duan Yun continued his pursuit.
By now, he was no longer afraid of losing him.
Because soil isn't like water — water leaves no trace, but even if Wei Wuxing could shrink to the size of a rat, he would still leave a trail.
Duan Yun plunged straight down through the tunnel, leaving not a speck to chance.
Suddenly, he felt a relief and found himself floating in midair.
Beneath him was a hollow space.
At the moment Duan Yun landed, he suddenly leapt up.
Below, the sand formed a vortex trying to engulf him, while simultaneously, countless poison arrows attacked.
The Breaking Body Sword Qi emanated from around him, deflecting them.
Duan Yun had already realized that this was a secret chamber filled with numerous deadly traps.
With a patter, Duan Yun landed outside the engaging quicksand, seeing a path lit with Everlasting Lamps.
Observing the passage's style and specifications, along with the slightly green Everlasting Lamps, confirmed that this was a tomb.
The tunnel Wei Wuxing dug led directly to an ancient tomb — this clearly wasn't a coincidence.
Trying to stall me with the tomb's traps?
Afraid that Wei Wuxing might escape, Duan Yun quickly followed the passage because he had already noticed traces along the way.
The passage soon reached its end, and Duan Yun quickly slowed his pace.
It wasn't because he feared the tomb's traps but because at the end of the passage, in a wider burial chamber, Wei Wuxing was sitting there.
He had already dressed the wound on his rear, looking at Duan Yun with an eerie gaze as if waiting for him.
Duan Yun walked over.
He saw seven lamps floating in the air in the shape of the Big Dipper's seven stars.
Below the seven lamps hung seven coffins wrapped in iron chains.
Wei Wuxing watched him, saying softly, "Do you know why Yun State's Wangchun City could be built this grand?"
Duan Yun thought the other was recovering his energy but didn't mind, even intrigued by Wei Wuxing's question, saying, "Why?"
Wei Wuxing said, "Because it used to be the capital of an ancient nation, its foundation was robust, and the Mo Sect merely took over its nest, patching it here and there."
"This is called the Seven Star Coffin, which entombs an extraordinarily talented genius from the ancient nation. That genius thought they could borrow life from the heavens, but ultimately, they couldn't defeat time."
Duan Yun hadn't expected such a secret about the Wangchun City area.
Wei Wuxing had already stood up, saying, "You stabbed me with Death Qi just now, right."
"Then let me show you what true Death Qi means!"
"This is my weapon. To see it, and die by it, is your honor."
At that moment, Wei Wuxing appeared immensely confident.
In Duan Yun's eyes, it seemed as if he was glowing, like a god descending with a divine command.
Somehow, a knife had appeared in his hand.
A black knife, yet it had a dark golden gleam.
"Black Gold Ancient Knife, that's its name."
"When it is unsheathed, it marks your death!"
Duan Yun, eyeing the knife, was also intrigued and said, "Then draw it, I want to see how I die."
Wei Wuxing's gaze turned cold, saying, "You insist on pursuing me here, you truly are hard-headed, truly seeking death."
"Then I will fulfill your wish!"
With that, the Black Gold Ancient Knife was drawn.
In that instant, Duan Yun's hairs stood on end because he even heard a song.
"A knife can sing?"
It was as if the knife was home to resentful souls, with ghostly wailing chanting as it was drawn.
The song was eerie, yet carried a hint of valor, strangely alluring.
However, moments later, the song abruptly stopped.
Duan Yun frowned slightly, saying, "Why did it stop."
Wei Wuxing scoffed, "Sorry, it's been a long time since I've sharpened this knife, and it got stuck!"
As he said this, his legs clamped tightly, his muscular arms tensed, pulling out the blade.
That strange singing resumed.
"Your path to life will be severed by me!"
Wei Wuxing, blade in hand, said icily.
Simultaneously, the seven Seven Star Coffins also began to sway as if the corpses inside were about to burst free.