Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty Five – Sneak Attack (1/2)
Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty Five – Sneak Attack
The sutra characters were like leaves floating in the wind that scattered into every corner.
These beautiful gold leaves carried the calm presence unique to dhyana xiu and made people unconsciously intoxicated. Zong Ru’s expression suddenly changed and he stepped forward. Threads of wish power wrapped onto the Crossed Prayer Wheel and the talisman lit up!
A circle of sutra characters suddenly lit up on the prayer wheel. The faint gold light covered Zuo Mo and Wei Sheng behind him.
Dong!
The sounds of dhyana chanting echoed!
All of the sutra characters suddenly exploded. They turned to slender golden lines that swept through every part of the space!
The ice crystals that had been floating in the air were struck by the gold lights. With crisp sounds, they turned to ice shards! In this time, the space became filled with ice shards. The candle flames that had been sealed in ice suddenly exploded in size. Each of them were the size of a fist and wavered as they floated in the air.
The light shield that Zong Ru had released was unusually fragile in front of these minuscule golden lights!
The two were not on the same level of power. Innate differences were completely revealed now.
The shield of light shattered instantly. Zong Ru gave a muffled grunt and stumbled back multiple steps.
Wei Sheng’s expression changed slightly. He held the black sword across his body. A hole suddenly seemed to open in the space in front of him. The golden lights were instantly consumed by this hole!
A imperceptible sound came from Ding Zhen.
He glanced at Wei Sheng with slight surprise. He had a high opinion of Wei Sheng before but he had never thought that this youth that looked outrageously young had already reached the border of [Boundary]!
Such a genious!
Which sect did he come from … … how did they end up together with the mist people?
Did this sect dare to publicly break the rules of the Four Realms?
Ding Zhen’s praise and puzzlement swept past. In his eyes, Wei Sheng’s [Boundary] was crude and weak. Ding Zhen did not hold any real power in the sect, but due to this, he could focus more on cultivation.
Twenty years ago, he had stepped into the doorway of [Boundary] and created his Lantern Fire Buddhist Boundary. His exploration and perfecting during these twenty years had caused his Lantern Fire Buddhist Boundary to grow significantly.
The sect leader of Xuan Kong Temple was one of the rare few that knew Ding Zhen’s true power so even when he knew that Tian Huan’s Sheng Wu Hai had been defeated and retreated from Cloud Sea Jie, the sect leader had stilled believed that Ding Zhen had the power to complete this mission.
The air vibrated as though there was an invisible hand that gathered all the golden hairs of light. It formed an enormous whirlpool that suddenly appeared in front of Wei Sheng.
The hair thin lines entered the hole in front of Wei Sheng.
The hole suddenly shook!
Wei Sheng’s expression suddenly changed. Before he could react, the hole exploded with an enormous bang! Wei Sheng’s body shook but he did not retreat even one step. A trace of blood dripped out the corner of his mouth. Injured, Wei Sheng did not give up. His burning gaze was locked onto Ding Zhen!
Of determined personality, such a good talent … …
Ding Zhen couldn’t help but praise inside, it was a pity … …
A thread of sharp light flashed through Ding Zhen’s sharp and gentle eyes!
Bing Yao’s expression was very ugly. The other’s strength clearly surpassed his. The mist people that had lost their totem had struggled to survive for tens of thousands of years in the depths of the cloud sea. Without realizing it, their strength had degraded!
This kind of degradation was made clearer when they faced a top sect like Xuan Kong Temple.
No matter what, they could not let him escape!
Bing Yao knew that if the other escaped, what was waiting for the mist people was gradual extermination. Compared to Xuan Kong Temple, the present mist people tribe was as fragile as a baby.
But we found Lan!
Bing Yao believed the mist people tribe that had found Lan again would become strong just like they were tens of thousands of years ago!
But that required time … … they definitely could not let this person leave alive!
Bing Yao had never felt such a deep belief before. His pupils became even more transparent and blue as though all impurities had been eliminated. They reflected the burning sea of candlelights.
A faint blue and glacial presence rose from Bing Yao’s feet.
Bing Yao closed his eyes, and raised his arms up high. The ten blue threads of light burrowed into the darkness like roots.
Ding Zhen’s expression changed slightly. He had not expected the other to go all out so quickly! Bing Yao’s resolve caused Ding Zhen’s dhyana heart to waver for the first time.
This thread of wavering and hesitation was an extremely fatal weakness!
Bing Yao opened his eyes. A blue light flashed through his pupils. Without any warning the blue threads of light shattered and scattered!
Everywhere the eye looked there were broken fragments of the blue threads of light. They were like rootless willow branches that slowly fell.
Ding Zhen’s eyes became extremely wary. His ling power furiously flooded into the wooden hammer in his hand.
Dong dong dong!
With every strike against the wooden fish, the candle lights floating in the air would jump and the flames would grow a fraction bigger.
“Karmic fire!” Zong Ru’s face was ashen. He has already been wounded in the previous attack and his voice was hoarse.
Zuo Mo had originally been thinking of how to dodge but Zong Ru and Wei Sheng’s injuries caused him to throw his thought of dodging away. New and old grievances gathered. He stared hatefully at Ding Zhe and searched for a chance to attack the other!
When he saw the Karmic Fire pulsing, he smiled darkly.