Chapter Seven Hundred and Seventy Six – Wei Sheng’s Sword (2/2)
The sky seemed to shake. The water in front of Wei Sheng immediately disappeared, and a ruler-straight passage that was dozens of li long appeared.
In the five zhang wide chasm, there wasn’t a drop of water. The black rock at the bottom of the ocean was exposed to the air. The walls of water on the two sides of the passageway were five hundred zhang tall and as smooth as glass.
The chasm stretched into the distance. The octopus was fully exposed. There was a straight red blood line through the middle of its body.
Pia!
The enormous body of the octopus fell from the air to the bottom of the chasm in two pieces. Poof, the blood that should have gushed and sprayed instead exploded into a mist.
Wei Sheng’s blood sword shook. The blood mist was drawn into the blood sword and turned into a pillar of blood as it was absorbed.
There wasn’t a drop of blood left in the octopus.
At this time, the walls of water started to crumble. The ruckus was like tens of thousands of horses galloping at once.
Everyone, including Zuo Mo, was stunned by Wei Sheng’s strike!
Eldest Shixiong … … really … … really … … was too much of a freak!
Suddenly, Zuo Mo shook, the octopus!
Little Mo Ge’s eyes were immediately taken over by countless jingshi. He appeared like lightning next to the octopus corpse. Without a second word, each of his hands pulled on one half of the octopus. Golden scripts appeared on his body, his shen power rippling, his eyes wide, his muscles tensing, he breathed and shouted, “Ah ah ah aaaaaaaaah! Rise!”
Under the motivation of jingshi, the power that Zuo Mo displayed far surpassed his power when he had been fighting Xiao Ru Jian. Zuo Mo seemed to be possessed by a god, an ancient monster. His tendons bulged, he panted as he pulled the two enormous pieces and slowly rose. He finally pulled them up onto the transportation ship before the water passageway collapsed.
Wei Sheng who had just finished his strike saw this, and the devoutness and concentration on his face disappeared. His mouth was open wide, the muscles in his face frozen, he looked dazedly at Zuo Mo’s superhuman action.
The blood sword in his hand couldn’t help but tremble.
Everyone was stunned.
In this moment, the entire place was silent. There was only the sound of Zuo Mo panting like the bellows of a furnace. He collapsed and leaned against the two mountains of meat, completely out of energy, with a dumb smile on his face.
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“Did you find their origins?” The sect leader of Thunder Sound Temple said.
“We are not sure.” The disciple responsible sweated. Looking at the unhappy expression of the sect leader, the disciple hurriedly added, “From the present clues, it is very likely they come from Mo Cloud Sea.”
“Mo Cloud Sea!” The sect leader’s expression turned grave.
“But it is not easy to determine their true identity. They did not fight, and we could not prove that Lao De Guang was on their ships. We searched through their fleet and did not find him. But then when we closed the transportation formation, they flew into the Black Sea Flying Route, they are highly suspicious.”
The sect leader remained silent.
A long time later, the sect leader spoke, “This matter will end here.”
The disciple responsible stilled, and then had a surprised expression. The sect leader seemed to not see it and said, “You may leave.”
The disciple shook and reacted, bowing hurriedly. “This disciple bids farewell!”
After the disciple left the hall, a youth with an impressive presence walked out from behind the drapes. If the disciple that had been here before saw this, they would have been greatly surprised.
Yang Yuan Hao!
The best battle general of the Nine Great Dhyana Sects, Yang Yuan Hao!
No one knew that Yang Yuan Hao had sneaked back to the sect without anyone’s knowledge.
“Sect Leader, are you worried about Mo Cloud Sea?” Yang Yuan Hao also had some surprise on his face and asked.
The sect leader’s gaze was deep. Seeing Yang Yuan Hao, he had a small smile. “Yuan Hao, you do not understand?”
Yang Yuan Hao shook his head. “Mo Cloud Sea will be our ally for a long time. However, we have not discovered if they are from Mo Cloud Sea or not … …”
“They could go through the Black Sea Flight Route, ha!” The sect leader huffed a laugh. “They aren’t just Mo Cloud Sea, they are most likely Wei Sheng’s group.”
Yang Yuan Hao thought of another problem. He frowned. “Mo Cloud Sea knows our situation very well, how long has it been since the ruins appeared? They have already learned the news!”
For any battle general, it was a taboo for one’s enemies to know too much about one’s situation. [1]
The sect leader shook his head. “It may not be the case. Do not forget the matter regarding Heart Leaf Dhyana Sect, Mo Cloud Sea are not timid people.”
Yang Yuan Hao nodded. “Heart Leaf Dhyana Sect did a stupid thing.”
The sect leader said, “What is the situation on the front lines?”
“Kun Lun has been very silent recently, it is slightly unusual.” A hint of worry flashed through Yang Yuan Hao’s eyes.
A hint of cold flashed through the sect leader’s eyes. “Silent? It probably was them in the shadows creating the storm right now. Some people are always short-sighted. When they see that there is nothing to be worried about at the moment, they will want to make a fuss. I summoned you back here because I wanted to ask your opinion.”
Yang Yuan Hao had been thinking on the way back. The sects had been very active recently which had affect the unity of the Nine Great Dhyana Sect. A divided Nine Great Dhyana Sects would not even hold against one enemy attack.
He suddenly thought of Mo Cloud Sea that was just mentioned. His eyes lit up. “Maybe we could borrow some power.”
Editor’s note:
[1] Yang Yuan Hao is implying Mo Cloud Sea discovered information about the ruin through an established information network. This implies that Yang Yuan Hao has made a mistake by assuming Zuo Mo’s group did not discover the ruins by coincidence. This in turn suggests that Mo Cloud Sea’s spy network as infiltrated the Nine Great Dhyana Sects to a large extent.
Also, has anyone else noticed how FX has already subtly introduced the 3rd faction in the Yao Elder Council?
Translator Ramblings: Even a sword tens of thousands of years old is intimidated by Zuo Mo’s lust for jingshi.