Chapter Seven Hundred and Ninety Three – Ghost Mist Child (1/2)

Chapter Seven Hundred and Ninety Three – Ghost Mist Child

It was the first time Zuo Mo fought someone so strong.

The other seemed to possess an undying body. The endless mist sea would heal his injuries. Compared to him, the mist monsters that Zuo Mo and the others encountered in the Mist Hall weren’t worth a mention. Every Ghost Mist Head was like a heavy little mountain. Their shifting faces were filled with an eerie power.

It the sun shen power wasn’t their bane, Zuo Mo doubted that he could have managed to survive until now.

However, at this time, Zuo Mo didn’t have any stray thoughts in his head.

The green strand in his hand floated uncontrollably. The light at the tip of Zuo Mo’s finger suddenly gave off an ancient and desolate power. It was like the vast primal plain where everything grew naturally. There were no signs of civilization, only the vitality of nature.

This shen glyph he did not know the name of, this shen glyph that he had not yet completely comprehended flooded into his mind as Zuo Mo was forced to a precipice.

The green strand suddenly rolled back as though it was summoned.

The hair-thin strand tore through the air with a piercing shriek.

Zuo Mo’s attention was completely focused as he searched for the feeling from that day. The light at his fingertip gradually grew brighter.

Suddenly, his fingertip felt heavy. Joy flashed through Zuo Mo’s eyes. This was the feeling!

Vroom!

A heart-shaking low roar came as though it was like a tide coming closer.

The dancing green strand started to give off eerie light. It was like a luminescent seagrass dancing in the air.

Any ghost mist head that was touched by the green strand would pop. The hair-thin green strand seemed to contain astounding power. With just light blows, even the largest ghost mist heads would turn to dust!

This scene was amazing to see.

Pop pop pop!

The ghost mist heads rushing towards Zuo Mo were destroyed. Before their destruction, the sorrowful wails of the ghost mist heads would send chills to anyone listening.

Yet Zuo Mo who was immersed in the shen glyph did not seem to feel it. In a blink, the space in front of Zuo Mo was clear.

The mist giant saw the glowing green strand and exclaimed after a moment of stillness, “Green Pulse String!”

Green Pulse String?

Zuo Mo did not have time to think. The feeling coming from his fingertips was not one of heaviness but a dull burning pain as though he had rubbed the skin on his finger raw.

Zuo Mo gave a muffled grunt but ignored the pain. He continued to draw the shen glyph that appeared in his mind.

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The green strand suddenly untied itself from Zuo Mo’s wrist.

The green stand danced in front of Zuo Mo, one end flying into the sky, and the other end under Zuo Mo.

In a flash, the green strand was pulled tight like a piano wire made from light connecting the sky and earth!

The mist giant was clearly panicked. His body sank and he was about to flee into the mist sea. As long as he fled into the mist sea, he would be safe.

Suddenly, his figure froze. The lower half of his body did not listen to him.

Watching as the light of the green strand grew, he panicked even more.

What was going on?

He bent his neck and found to his shock that the lower half of his body had, at some time, become a dull grey.

Only now he did suddenly recall the woman who had dodged before had channeled something into his body. His body could change at will, was immune to all toxins. As long as he was in the mist sea, he was immortal!

Ever since he began guarding the Mist Eye Tablet, after fighting so many totem warriors, there was only a handful of warriors that he felt threatened by.

How could these two worms threaten him, an entity who had lived for tens of thousands of years and was peerlessly powerful?

But … ..

The initial spread of the grey color hadn’t attracted his attention. In the moments before this, he had dismissed it.

What was this?

The mist giant was slightly shocked but he did not lose his composure. This was probably a great poison! He pondered. This was not a challenge to him. He was experienced.

Poison was useless against him!

The mist giant recovered his calm and smirked inside. This endless mist sea was his greatest support. He had experience in dealing with poisons. If he collapsed his body and then reconstructed it again, even the greatest poison was useless.

Just like usual, he prepared to destroy his body.

Yet, in the next moment, his expression changed. He was unable to break down his body!

How was this possible!

How was this possible!

The mist giant was both shocked and angry. Suddenly, an eerie green light entered his vision.

He couldn’t help but turn his head. His soul was scared out of him.

The ruler-straight green thread energy was so thick it was almost tangible from afar. This piano string that connected the earth to the sky was giving off a blinding and intense light.

When the mist giant’s eyes landed on Zuo Mo’s finger that was drawing in the air, he was motionless as though he had been struck by lightning!

Impossible!

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The burning sensation from his fingertip grew stronger. Zuo Mo had reached the end of what he could draw. His attention was focused and tense, so focused he had no other thoughts. He feared that if he slacked off slightly, all of this work would go to waste.

As Zuo Mo drew the shen glyph, the green strand that was like a chord of light in front of him seemed to be drawn back by invisible hands.

As the green thread was drawn out, the green lights quickly gathered at the point where the green strand was being pulled.