Chapter 221: The Martial God
–Cangsheng Palace
Ten minutes had passed since the vanguard of the Wind Realm army attacked the First Saint Court, yet they had made no progress. It was as if everything had settled down.
Within the palace guarded by the Libra Fighting Swallow, the silver liquid figure relentlessly pounded the floor, a storm of fists and feet.
More frequent than raindrops, the silver blurs flashed, yet they couldn’t touch a single feather of the swallow woman.
Bang!
As the Libra Fighting Swallow’s body trembled slightly, the Six-Faced God was sent flying again, like being hit by a train, propelled back dozens of meters, crashing into the wall.
However, in less than a second, the Six-Faced God, its face a cold mask, charged back into the fight.
As it dodged the relentless assault, the Libra Fighting Swallow felt a growing sense of frustration and impatience.
This creature had no technique, no form, no style, just a flurry of wild punches.
Why was this weakling so arrogant, so defiant? That smug look on its face, as if victory was certain.
It was like a tireless wild beast, willing to do anything to get a single bite, a display of raw, savage power.
Ding!
A deep, echoing chime, like a call from the abyss.
The Libra Fighting Swallow’s consciousness paused for a brief instant as a bell rang.
A beautiful ghost woman, wearing a shroud, stood in a corner, shaking a demonic bell.
With a mental thumbs-up to the attacking Nether Bell Maiden, the Six-Faced God clenched its fist, unleashing a powerful blow towards the Libra Fighting Swallow’s chest.
[Battle Technique – Heavenly Waterfall Pierce]
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM
A massive explosion rocked the palace, a silver flash piercing through the wall, sweeping across a 180-degree arc.
In an instant, the palace wall behind the Libra Fighting Swallow crumbled, leaving a strange, open-air ruin.
The Six-Faced God, panting, its face a twisted grimace, leaned against its knees.
However, seconds later, as the dust settled, the eyes of both the Six-Faced God and the Nether Bell Maiden widened in shock.
The swallow woman, unharmed, was coated in a shimmering, jade-like substance, radiating a holy glow.
The Libra Fighting Swallow slowly opened its black and white magatama-shaped eyes, a powerful aura radiating from its body.
“I am truly angry now!”
Boom, boom—
As the swallow woman spoke, it vanished, reappearing a moment later between the shroud-wearing ghost woman and the silver fluid figure.
With a burst of heat, it exhaled, its hands clenched behind its back.
[Martial Arts Manual – Jade Peak Fist]
The next second, both the Nether Bell Maiden and the Six-Faced God were sent spinning, blood spraying, their bodies contorted, their insides ruptured.
They lay on the ground, coughing blood, their abdomens marked with swirling fist prints.
This was the Libra Fighting Swallow’s first strike since the battle began. It had been toying with the Six-Faced God, simply using its opponent’s force against it.
The power difference was simply too vast…
The Libra Fighting Swallow brushed the dust from its feathers and calmly looked down at the two figures.
Just as it was about to finish off the Six-Faced God, its black and white magatama-shaped eyes narrowed, and it turned sharply, looking behind it.
Interesting. Another combat-type?
A few seconds later, a beautiful, voluptuous, silver-haired rabbit woman with a massive tail entered the palace.
The Tyrant Demon Seed. Its unmistakable presence was instantly recognized by the Libra Fighting Swallow.
At the same time, it instinctively thought of the legendary being, a chill running down its spine.
The Tyrant Demon Seed’s ancestor, the White Moon Lord, a titled legendary being of the Moon-Chasing Demon Rabbit clan, one of the six great disasters of the spirit world.
Even ordinary legendary beings couldn’t withstand its aura. Let alone human Spirit Masters or wild spirit beasts. The impact of a single jump from the White Moon Lord could kill a creature in another realm.
However, this Tyrant Demon Seed had been born in a weak realm. It was likely as naive and inexperienced as the Six-Faced God.
“Be careful! This thing’s martial arts are incredible! I couldn’t even enter its domain!”
The Six-Faced God, barely clinging to life, warned the nearby silver rabbit woman.
However, the Tyrant Demon Seed, as if oblivious to the silver fluid figure beneath its feet, simply stepped on it, its massive tail dragging on the ground.
“…”
“…”
The Libra Fighting Swallow watched the approaching Tyrant Demon Seed, making no move to defend itself. It simply watched as it entered the ten-meter range.
These barbarians from weak realms… they couldn’t possibly understand its level of martial arts.
At the same time, the silver rabbit woman, facing the humanoid swallow, slowly raised its right arm.
With a slow, deliberate motion, it brought its hand to its chest, fingers curled, a strange gesture, like giving a “thumbs up,” but sideways.
So slow… no, so fast!
The Libra Fighting Swallow’s eyes widened in disbelief. The rabbit woman’s arm moved so slowly, yet the afterimage it left was so clear and solid. Its body and vision simply couldn’t keep up.
Even though it was adding unnecessary drama, it knew that not even a millisecond had passed in the spirit world.
What kind of martial arts was this? It had never heard of it!
Its fur swayed gently as it recalled the scene of the Jade Concubine and the Snow Monarch clashing, creating countless afterimages with their punches. The Tyrant Demon Seed’s fingers twitched slightly.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM
The next second, a deafening explosion of fist power.
In the horrified eyes of the Six-Faced God and the Nether Bell Maiden, the seemingly invincible Libra Fighting Swallow was sent flying like a rag doll, tumbling backwards, crashing into the mountains hundreds of meters away, blood splattering everywhere.
Chapter 222: The Unbeatable Spirit Beast
–Cangsheng Palace, First Saint Court
The Fourth Commander, the Flowing Shadow.
Its body was like a hazy shadow, its shimmering core located at its most prominent point, the heart.
The Wicked Garden Saintess of the Blacklight Tower and her Saint-rank spirit beast, the Sleepless Sparrow, unleashed a relentless bombardment on the shadowy figure, but made no progress.
Ten minutes later, the Sleepless Sparrow collapsed, panting, its face a mask of frustration and helplessness.
The Wicked Garden Saintess, her face pale, her body trembling from the effort of sustaining the Sleepless Sparrow’s attack, almost fell several times.
“What is going on? Why isn’t our attack working!?”
“This is a mysterious-type spirit beast. Truly troublesome…”
“Is it… immortal?”
Both the Sleepless Sparrow and the Wicked Garden Saintess had given up hope. They knew their plan had failed.
According to the plan, they had to defeat the Flowing Shadow within five minutes and then rendezvous at the Water Element’s main palace.
But it was too late now to simply bypass the Flowing Shadow. They couldn’t even leave this hall, surrounded by a dense black mist.
The walls and exits were all blocked by the same dark shadow that made up the Flowing Shadow. If they couldn’t harm the Flowing Shadow, they certainly couldn’t break through the denser walls.
This creature… wanted to trap them here and toy with them…
Just then, the Flowing Shadow, which had been motionless, turned its head, looking towards the hall entrance, obscured by shadow.
This shadow, made of some special substance, allowed entry but prevented exit, like a boss room in a game.
The Flowing Shadow sensed a terrifying, chilling aura approaching.
Swish!
The next second, an ice-cold Snow Woman, wearing a shroud and carrying an ice coffin, emerged from the mist.
Instantly, the Wicked Garden Saintess’s face froze in shock, and the Sleepless Sparrow’s eyes widened in terror. A chilling dread washed over them, leaving only despair.
This was the Sorrowful Saintess’s spirit beast…
Any spirit beast or Spirit Master who had participated in the Wind Realm Overlord’s birthday celebration would recognize this spirit beast: the Saint-rank Frost Snow Woman!
Didn’t this mean the Blood Garden Phoenix Stage, the Ice Soul Cold Star, and the Tyrant Demon Seed were also here?
With five Saint-rank water-attribute commanders already a formidable force, the arrival of the Sorrowful Saintess and her four Saint-rank spirit beasts, along with that legendary Water Element…
The combat power of the First Saint Court was now terrifying enough to annihilate the entire Wind Realm army. They had no chance of winning!
Both the Sleepless Sparrow and the Wicked Garden Saintess shared the same thought. The Sorrowful Saintess was here to help the Water Element. Such a formidable Saint-rank lineup… they could only hope the Wind Realm forces would at least retrieve their ashes, assuming they weren’t completely annihilated.
As the Sleepless Sparrow’s spirit energy fluctuated, the Flowing Shadow’s calm aura also wavered slightly.
It was ranked 12th among water-attribute Saint-rank spirit beasts, just one rank below the Frost Snow Woman, who was ranked 11th.
Seeing the second-ranked Water Moon Lantern Flower Sword Heart Crane and the fourth-ranked Ice Soul Cold Star hadn’t fazed it, but for some reason, this Frost Snow Woman, only one rank higher, made it feel… annoyed?
This was a common human emotion. The Flowing Shadow didn’t know where this feeling came from, but it desperately wanted to defeat this opponent. It had never felt this way about a rival before.
Boom!!!
The next second, the Wicked Garden Saintess and the Sleepless Sparrow, their wills broken, were consumed by a cold blast and a black mist.
They had thought the Sorrowful Saintess was here to help the Water Element, but instead, the auras of the Flowing Shadow and the Frost Snow Woman clashed.
The Frost Snow Woman radiated a chilling mist, her white shroud billowing.
Bang, bang, bang~~~
The icy aura quickly froze the surrounding walls, transforming the palace into a beautiful ice castle.
The Flowing Shadow, in a rare display of aggression, also unleashed its power, the shadowy mist forming several black vortexes.
The Frost Snow Woman, a Saint-rank, elemental, support-type, water-attribute spirit beast.
The Flowing Shadow, a Saint-rank, elemental, mysterious-type, water-attribute spirit beast.
Elemental spirit beasts weren’t just elemental forms like Water Elements, Ice Spirits, or Fire Spirits. Many smaller, long-range spellcasters also belonged to this category, like the Frost Snow Woman and the Snow Monarch.
Wait, was she here to help us?!
The Sleepless Sparrow, blinking in confusion, regained consciousness and quickly warned, “Be careful! That thing might not be its true form! Attacks are useless!”
Hearing the Sleepless Sparrow’s words, the Frost Snow Woman’s cold expression remained unchanged. No matter what strange methods the enemy used, they were useless against her.
Bang!
Instantly, her eyes widened, and a terrifying wave of spirit energy erupted.
[Battle Technique – Frozen Domain]
Whoosh!
Without warning, a bone-chilling cold pierced their minds, and the Flowing Shadow was enveloped in an icy aura.
In that instant, it lost contact with all its battle techniques, and the black mist filling the hall dissipated uncontrollably.
Seeing this, the Flowing Shadow’s aura surged in panic.
At the same time, all its secrets were revealed to the Frost Snow Woman through their shared spirit energy.
[Saint-rank Samsara Stage: Flowing Shadow]
[Talent: Illusion]
[Battle Techniques: Shadow Soul, Twin Form, Phantom]
In just a few seconds, the Frost Snow Woman had completely stripped the Flowing Shadow’s stats bare, as if it were standing naked in the freezing cold, revealing why it couldn’t be harmed.
Talent: Illusion. The Flowing Shadow was actually two beings, its other body likely located elsewhere in the Cangsheng Palace.
Combined with the Twin Form battle technique, its core had to be destroyed simultaneously in both bodies. An impossible feat, an unbeatable spirit beast!
“Ooo!!!!!”
Three seconds later, having reestablished its connection with its battle techniques, the Flowing Shadow, drenched in a cold sweat, roared in frustration.
What was this Snow Woman? It had sealed its battle techniques for a single breath?!
If it could only unleash that technique again, it could dispel the black mist and the surrounding barrier, allowing the lurking Sleepless Sparrow to escape and pose a threat to their master!
This was a cheat! Using a bug to bypass a mini-boss, saving time for the main boss, breaking the dungeon record!
A hint of panic flickered in the Flowing Shadow’s spirit energy. The Frost Snow Woman, however, didn’t use Ice Binding Contract again. It simply placed the Ice Coffin on the ground, radiating a chilling aura.
