blogombal Chapter 101 The Crisis in Yelin City (4) - The Mysterious Man in Black Robes
Chapter 101 The Crisis in Yelin City (4) - The Mysterious Man in Black Robes
Fang Ya's eyes were filled with glistening tears, like two dazzling gems shimmering in their sockets. Mu Chen, who stood in front of Fang Ya, wanting to protect her with his own body, slowly closed his eyes, seemingly trying to hide the fear of facing death deep in his heart, but a single tear still involuntarily welled up in the corner of his eye.
Just then, a voice, like a thunderclap, suddenly entered their ears.
Third Soul Skill: Sword Shadows Abound—
The sudden sound made Mu Chen, who was immersed in sadness, instantly open her tightly closed eyes and turn her head sharply, looking urgently in the direction from which the sound came.
Not far away, a gigantic, silver-blue longsword was plunged straight into the ground, its blade radiating a dazzling light that seemed capable of tearing through the darkness. Around this giant sword, countless silver sword shadows spun and danced rapidly like agile sprites, each exuding a chillingly sharp killing intent, filling the entire space with a tense and oppressive atmosphere.
"Zhao Ke—" Mu Chen couldn't help but call out the name, his face showing a mixture of surprise and hope. It turned out that the savior who had arrived just in time was none other than Zhao Ke, who had hurriedly packed his things and sped from the hotel after hearing the alarm!
At this moment, Zhao Ke exuded an incomparably powerful aura. His third soul skill had formed a terrifying whirlwind of sword shadows, howling and sweeping towards the enemy. However, facing such a terrifying attack, the ferocious Thousand-Pound Ants showed no sign of retreat. They remained fearless, heads bowed, like a horde of daredevils, charging straight into the deathly whirlwind of sword shadows...
Upon seeing the scene before him, Zhao Ke frowned deeply, his face filled with doubt and worry: "What's going on with these soul beasts...?" His gaze was fixed on the soul beasts that were frantically rushing towards him, and he secretly pondered how to deal with them.
At this moment, Mu Chen, panting heavily, said intermittently, "Hah—hah—these guys are not to be trifled with. They're all like madmen, just charging headlong..." Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly seemed to have all his strength drained away, and his body went limp and slumped downwards. In that critical moment, Fang Ya reacted quickly, rushing forward and steadily catching Mu Chen as he was about to fall.
Mu Chen glanced gratefully at Fang Ya beside him, a knowing smile appearing on his face.
However, this heartwarming scene didn't last long before Zhao Ke interrupted it. Knowing the situation was dire and there was no room for complacency, Zhao Ke quickly turned around, reached into his backpack, and pulled out several faintly glowing soul-restoring devices. He strode over to Mu Chen, handed them to him, and anxiously called out, "Quickly use these to recover your soul power! I can hold on a little longer; you guys need to get yourselves back in shape!"
After speaking, his eyes narrowed, and he gripped the Seven Kill Sword, which gleamed with a cold light, tightly with both hands. Without hesitation, he charged towards the dense, terrifying swarm of 8000-year-old ants before him.
With a furious roar, "First Soul Skill: Sword Qi!" the yellow first soul ring beneath Zhao Ke's feet suddenly blazed brightly, as dazzling as a burning flame. Simultaneously, the Seven Kill Sword in his hand shone brilliantly, its dazzling silver light almost blinding. Then, Zhao Ke flashed forward, executing a powerful horizontal sweep, unleashing a tangible, silver-white sword qi that roared forth with unparalleled force, like a ferocious silver dragon unsheathed, baring its fangs and claws as it charged towards the remaining half of the Thousand-Pound Ant swarm. Its overwhelming momentum seemed poised to tear the entire world apart.
These Thousand-Pound Ants were indeed incredibly strong defensively; they had previously managed to withstand Zhao Ke's third soul skill attack with their incredibly hard carapaces. However, now, facing this terrifying sword energy, despite their best efforts to resist, cracks inevitably appeared on their carapaces, and some were even completely shattered.
In the blink of an eye, Zhao Ke's sword energy struck the forepaw of the foremost Thousand-Pound Ant with lightning speed. A crisp "crack" rang out, and the thick, powerful forepaw fell like a severed twig. Not only that, the sword energy, still carrying its momentum, traced an arc in the air before accurately striking the neck of another Thousand-Pound Ant positioned diagonally behind. With another muffled "thud," the head exploded like a ripe watermelon, blood splattering everywhere, creating a bloody and shocking scene against the backdrop of the silvery-white sword energy. In the blink of an eye, the unfortunate Thousand-Pound Ant was decapitated and collapsed to the ground.
"Zhao Ke—well done!!" In the midst of a fierce battle, Qian Yuhan caught a glimpse of Zhao Ke arriving as reinforcements and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief for Mu Chen. At the same time, he also witnessed the powerful attack methods Zhao Ke unleashed, demonstrating the truly remarkable enhancement effect of the Seven Absolute Lotus on him.
"Did you come with you?" Ouyang Luoxue asked curiously from the side.
"Yes, that's right, he came to Tiandou City with me for an exchange and study." Qian Yuhan hurriedly replied, but before she could finish speaking, her expression suddenly changed drastically, and she shouted loudly, "Watch out—"
Suddenly, a Thousand-Pound Ant with the strength of a 50,000-year-old being swooped down from the sky, charging menacingly towards the two of them. Qian Yuhan had no time to think; he instantly raised the Divine Sword of Light in his hand, using all his strength to block this sudden and ferocious attack.
In an instant, Qian Yuhan and the Thousand-Pound Ant engaged in a breathtaking contest of strength. He gripped the sword hilt tightly with both hands, his muscles tense, struggling against the immense pressure from the Thousand-Pound Ant's two incredibly sharp forelegs. After a period of stalemate, Qian Yuhan suddenly unleashed a powerful burst of strength, successfully pushing the Thousand-Pound Ant's forelegs away.
Just then, Ouyang Luoxue reacted swiftly. Her Ice Spirit Staff instantly gleamed with a chilling light, followed by a burst of icy air that struck the Thousand-Pound Ant's leg with unerring accuracy. In the blink of an eye, the Thousand-Pound Ant's leg was frozen solid, rendering it unable to move. Its wings flapped rapidly, trying to take flight. However, no matter how hard the Thousand-Pound Ant struggled, its legs seemed to be embedded in its body, leaving it only able to sway and struggle desperately.
Seeing this, Qian Yuhan unleashed his ultimate move without hesitation. His wings of light suddenly unfurled, and his fourth soul ring flashed with dazzling light. With a roar, "Baptism of Light!" countless light swords rained down like a storm, sweeping towards the Thousand-Pound Ant.
Faced with the overwhelming barrage of sword attacks, the Thousand-Pound Ant struggled desperately and roared, but ultimately could not withstand the powerful offensive. In the end, under the relentless bombardment of the swords, cracks began to appear on its indestructible outer armor, and it gradually shattered.
At the same time, its lower limbs swayed from side to side, exerting force, and cracks appeared in the thick ice, growing larger and deeper. Only after Qian Yuhan's fourth soul skill ended did the Thousand-Pound Ant break free from Ouyang Luoxue's icy control.
"Third Soul Skill: Ice Cage!" As Ouyang Luoxue's clear, cold voice rang out, the Ice Spirit Staff she gripped tightly in her left hand began to slowly rise. At the same time, the purple third soul ring encircling the staff suddenly shone brightly, emitting a dazzling light.
In an instant, a dazzling blue beam of light shot from the tip of the Ice Spirit Staff, hurtling straight towards the ground like lightning. Immediately afterward, beneath the feet of the Thousand-Pound Ant, a massive cage rose rapidly at a visible speed. This cage was entirely composed of thick ice crystals, its translucent surface shimmering with a chilling light.
Just as the cage was completed, the Thousand-Pound Ant, which had been charging forward with great momentum, crashed headlong into the incredibly hard cage wall due to its excessive force. With a loud "bang," the Thousand-Pound Ant was thrown back and fell heavily to the ground. However, it did not give up. Instead, it immediately flapped its wings and flew up again, swooping down on the cage wall, but to no avail.
This ice cage was not only exceptionally sturdy, but also exuded a bone-chilling cold. The chill seemed to penetrate the soul, causing the surrounding air to freeze into frost, making anyone who approached it feel a chill run down their spine.
Actually, avoiding Ouyang Luoxue's powerful third soul skill wasn't impossible. As long as one quickly flew out of its effective range before the skill fully materialized, they would be safe. Unfortunately, this Thousand-Pound Ant had just barely escaped Ouyang Luoxue's icy confinement and had no time to react before being firmly trapped in this cold cage. Although the Thousand-Pound Ant possessed excellent flying abilities, in this confined space, it could only bump around aimlessly like a headless fly, constantly colliding with the hard cage walls.
Ouyang Luoxue and Qian Yuhan exchanged a glance. The reason they were struggling so much against this 50,000-year-old Thousand-Pound Ant was that their soul power was already exhausted. If they were to forcibly unleash their soul skills again, they would inevitably suffer a backlash and drag the ant down. Therefore, temporarily imprisoning the Thousand-Pound Ant and giving themselves time to recover their soul power was now the top priority.
The beast tide was of unknown duration, so sustained combat capability was what they needed right now. Qian Yuhan had two soul tools for restoring soul power; after handing one to Ouyang Luoxue, he quickly began to restore his own soul power.
They are currently in the middle of a battlefield, and can only try to recover their soul power while dodging the Thousand-Pound Ants and other soul beasts that crawl out of the burrows.
At that moment, Han Xue unleashed her seventh soul skill without hesitation—the Dragon Pattern Staff Martial Soul True Form! In an instant, a dazzling silver light burst forth, enveloping her entire body. When the light dissipated, everyone looked closely and saw that a magnificent set of silver armor was now tightly draped over her entire body.
The silver armor shimmered with a mysterious and captivating luster. Upon closer inspection, one could discover that its surface was intricately carved with golden dragon patterns. These dragon patterns were so lifelike, as if they were about to soar into the sky at any moment, baring their fangs and claws. At this moment, Han Xue, clad in the armor bestowed by her Martial Soul True Body state, was heroic and awe-inspiring, like a female war goddess descended from the heavens, firmly restraining the powerful high-level soul beasts on this battlefield.
Han Xue let out a series of delicate shouts: "Ya, heh, heh—" With her cries, the dragon-patterned staff in her hand swung out like lightning, her staff techniques fierce and unparalleled, each strike precisely aimed at the vital points of the soul beasts. Whether the soul beasts were ten thousand or forty thousand years old, none could withstand a single blow from Han Xue. They were all sent flying by her staff, crashing heavily to the ground in the distance, never to rise again.
Meanwhile, Baili Qian on the city wall was equally formidable. He gripped a powerful Qiankun Divine Spear in each hand, his figure moving like a ghost through the horde of soul beasts, leaving a trail of blood and gore in his wake. The two spears danced in his hands, sometimes transforming into two roaring dragons, sometimes striking out like shooting stars; his mastery of the spears was unparalleled.
From afar outside Yelin City, flames soared into the sky from the city walls, thick smoke billowing upwards. One after another, enormous corpses of soul beasts shot from the walls, crashing heavily to the ground, splattering blood everywhere. The crimson blood flowed like a river, slowly trickling down the walls, staining the entire ground crimson—a horrifying sight. At this moment, Yelin City had become a living hell, permeated with an aura of death and fear, truly a terrifying spectacle, a veritable hellish arena!
In the vast forest west of Yelin City, deep within this secluded wood, stood two mysterious men dressed in black robes.
The two stood there silently, their hands behind their backs, motionless like two statues. However, if one were to observe closely, one would be astonished to discover that wisps of black mist emanated from their bodies. This black mist flowed slowly as if it were alive, making the entire scene appear exceptionally eerie and sinister.
What's even more chilling is that if a Soul Master who had just fought fiercely with those berserk Soul Beasts happened to pass by at this moment, he would be astonished to notice that the black robes of these two men in black robes were clearly printed with a dark red vortex pattern that was exactly the same as the one on the bodies of those frenzied Soul Beasts! This pattern looked as if it had been stained with blood, exuding an evil and oppressive aura.
Just then, the tall, bald man in black robes bowed slightly, cupped his hands in greeting to the other man in black robes in front of him, and said respectfully:
"My lord, in my opinion, the time is ripe. Shall we make our move?"
After speaking, he looked up at the person in front of him, his eyes revealing a hint of eager anticipation for instructions.
However, the black-robed figure addressed as "Master" did not respond verbally. He merely raised his right hand and waved it slightly, as if indicating that the other party should proceed according to plan. Upon receiving the instruction, the bald, black-robed man acted without hesitation. His figure flickered, and he vanished from the spot like a ghost, leaving only a faint wisp of black mist in the air, proving that he had indeed been there…
After the bald man's figure completely disappeared from sight, the mysterious man shrouded in black robes lowered his voice and let out a sinister laugh: "Evenly matched? Hmph, how could such a situation possibly occur? Absolutely not, such a bland and uneventful situation is just too boring, hehehehe..." His laughter seemed to come from the deepest hell, sending chills down one's spine.
Suddenly, the black-robed man's tone and expression made a complete 180-degree turn, and he shouted, "Come out! Child—" As his voice fell, a figure slowly walked out from behind a large tree not far behind him.
The man in black robes smiled as he watched the approaching figure, then his voice suddenly softened as he said:
"Harley, you are the most outstanding junior disciple in our sect. This time, you lead a group of people in and have some fun."
The man called Harley bowed respectfully to the man in black robes and replied, "Yes, Seventh Elder!" His voice was loud and firm.
The man in black narrowed his eyes slightly, a cruel and excited glint in them, and then gave the order:
"Remember, I only have one request for you, and that is to turn this place upside down and create complete chaos. I love hearing the terrified screams of those weak ants and the agonizing howls as their flesh is torn apart, hahahahahaha..." As he finished speaking, his laughter became increasingly shrill and piercing, like the hooting of an owl, sending chills down one's spine.
Harley wore a sly smile that seemed to pierce through one's heart, sending chills down one's spine. He licked his lips lightly, his eyes revealing a hint of excitement and anticipation: "Hehe, no problem, this is exactly what I wanted!" Before he finished speaking, his figure vanished like a ghost, leaving no trace.
Time ticked by, and the world remained shrouded in silence. Yet, a breathtaking contest was quietly unfolding. Then, a deep, resonant voice drifted through the air:
"The game has only just begun. This is my first large-scale operation, so please don't let me get bored—"
This mysterious voice seemed to come from another dimension, making it impossible to know where its owner was hiding.
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Two in one!
The villainous organization is here!!
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