Chapter Six Hundred and Thirty Nine – Divine Moon (1/2)
Chapter Six Hundred and Thirty Nine – Divine Moon
Moonlight flashed through those bewitching eyes.
Pia!
The bubbles around the two exploded in unison.
Gusts of sharp air rushed out and covered the two.
Yet such powerful gusts were unable to harm the two at all. There seemed to be an invisible barrier two zhang around Mister Tong which stopped the gust. While Ceng Lian’er seemed to be intangible. The gusts easily passed through her. Her figure was like a reflection in the water. It wavered, became blurry and seemed almost unreal.
Mister Tong’s gaze focused.
His hand grabbed at Ceng Lian’er
A black palmprint left his hand and turned into a black ball of mist that headed towards Ceng Lian’er. There seemed to be countless monsters howling from within the black mist. The roars filled the air and everyone who heard it felt their hairs stand up.
Ceng Lian’ers gaze was bewitching. Her lips parted slightly and she breathed.
“Moon!”
Her long sleeve moved lightly like silk in water.
The air around her suddenly became dark. A crescent moon floated behind her. This crescent moon was slightly taller than her, and gave off a cool light.
Ceng Lian’er was extremely excited. The divine moon had finally appeared!
The moon shen power succession technique she had inherited was relatively complete but some of the crucial parts had been lost. The heir of each generation had tried to do all they could to perfect the cultivation method but the restoration effects were minute. Even their own cultivation had progressed at a difficult rate.
Divine Moon, the crux of the later stages of cultivation, had been lost long before.
Now it was restored on Ceng Lian’ers hands.
Ceng Lian’er’s talent was outstanding and she had worked hard on her cultivation from a young age. In this period of time, her frequent battles, especially the one with Lin Qian, had benefited her greatly.
The powerful Mister Tong pressured her greatly and was also the cause of her epiphany of the Divine Moon.
“Divine Moon!” A cool voice came from behind the silk curtains. Marshal Yu said, “So Ceng Lian’er cultivates shen power, it was this seat that made a wrong guess.”
The commanders around the chariot shook with astonishment on their faces.
Shen power!
So this was shen power!
The crescent moon in the sky seemed to have passed through time from the ancient era!
“Lord!” some of the commanders called.
“Do not let her escape,” Marshal Yu quietly commanded.
The middle-aged attendant next to Princess Xia had an unfocused gaze as she murmured to herself, “Divine Moon! So this is what shen power truly is like!”
She had been searching hard for decades and schemed to just reach the edge. Previously, she had detected that Ceng Lian’er cultivated shen power, but when she saw the crescent moon in the sky, her mouth felt bitter.
The Divine Moon’s appearance meant that Ceng Lian’er’s shen power was finally on the right path!
A look flashed through Princess Xia’s eyes and she reflexively looked towards Xiao Mo Ge.
Her eyes flickered. She noticed that Zuo Mo’s body imperceptibly shook and his expression change slightly.
Noticing Princess Xia’s gaze, Zuo Mo turned around. The two’s gazes met.
Princess Xia found a flash of joy in Zuo Mo’s eyes.
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Bie Han was not interested in the fight ongoing in the sky. For battle generals like him who focused on battle command, struggles through individual power were not interesting. His Sin Battalion was almost all equal in power, and there were no strong experts. Almost all his energy was spent on how to squeeze the most power out of Sin Battalion.
Over a long period of time, this also became a habit, or rather, his combat style.
Regardless of the intensity of the battle in the air, it could not attract his gaze. He constantly swept the Yu Frontier Guards warily like a cunning wolf looking for an opening to attack.
He was not frightened by the Yu Frontier Guards.
Even though his days in the past had been the same as being in prison, Xuan Kong Temple was one of the four great sects. Even the opponents the sect sent against him were on par with Jiang Zhe. Growing up in an environment like this, Bie Han could not fear a battalion he had not even heard of, even if the other’s leader was at marshal level.
After decades of being icy and stoic, his heart was as hard as stone.
The other people were intimidated by Marshal Yu’s reputation and didn’t dare to move. However, Bie Han constantly looked at this enormous battalion in search of a weakness he could use to break through.
His spirit had not calmed down from his battle with the Ming Bandits. He was like a lion that had been caged for too long. He had charged out of the cage and was yearning to find any fight!
Light flashed in his narrowed eyes.
When he saw a small troop of the Yu Frontier Guards move towards the flank when people were not paying attention, his eyes turned cold.
After a moment of thought, he understood what the other intended—the other was surrounding Ceng Lian’er and preventing her from running away.
Even though this guess was slightly ridiculous because from every angle, it seemed impossible that Ceng Lian’er could escape, Bie Han did not hesitate. His harrowed eyes slowly swept across where the troop was situated and he believed even more in his own judgement.
The movement of this little troupe did not attract anyone’s attention. Among the dense ranks, it was hard to detect a change in position. Even if the Yu Frontier Guard battle generals noticed this shift in position, they would soon look elsewhere. In such a large army, the change in position of a thousand people was not something of particular note.
Bie Han’s eyes narrowed even more. The killing energy and light in his eyes was almost hidden by his eyelids.
This seemed like a change in position of no value, but Bie Han paid attention.