Chapter Eight Hundred and Forty Seven – Each Person’s Intentions (2/2)

So fast!

Wei Sheng’s brow furrowed slightly, his body turning and his right leg following along to take half a step forward. The blood sword swung at the place he had just been.

A burning light formed at the tip of his sword.

Ding!

A clear sound like metal grinding against metal caused Wei Sheng’s ears to tingle.

That shadow also paused.

Wei Sheng finally saw what this was. It was an ape-like creature half a man’s height. Its entire body was covered in a layer of black smoke, its limbs extremely long. At its fingertips were two bloody curved bone daggers that looked like sickles.

Little Double Sickle Ghost!

The Little Double Sickle Ghost were hunters that lived in the endless void. They were wary and vicious and easily moved through the endless void.

Wei Sheng did not hesitate. The sword essence shot towards the other.

Yet what occurred astounded him. The Little Double Sickle Ghost wailed and sucked that hair-thin void sword essence that could cut everything into its stomach.

What Wei Sheng did not know was that the Little Double Sickle Ghost was born knowing how to use the endless void. Using void cracks to cut, slice, and counter it was something it was familiar with.

Wei Sheng’s expression did not change as sword essence erupted!

The Little Double Sickle Ghost had an expression of mockery. It opened its mouth and sucked. The sword essence was sucked into its mouth.

Wei Sheng’s expression was calm as he shook the blood sword. Numerous sword essences sprouted out!

The mockery on the face of the Little Double Sickle Ghost grew even greater. Just like previously, it opened its mouth and the sword essences flew towards its mouth.

Dealing with void cracks was as simple as eating.

Then its expression froze on its face.

A dot of light lit up in its stomach. Suddenly, a rice-sized dot of light exploded in its stomach!

The peerlessly sharp sword essence exploded.

The stomach of the Little Double Sickle Ghost was cut up. The ghost wailed before it turned into mist and dissipated in the air.

Wei Sheng had detected its weakness after observing him a long time ago. When he found the Little Double Sickle Ghost could consume cracks of the endless void, he first used the void sword essence to lure it into consuming more and then mixed in a compressed sword essence among the flood of void sword essences.

The Little Double Sickle Ghost immediately fell for it.

Wei Sheng didn’t look at the Little Double Sickle Ghost’s fading body. His figure flashed like lightning as he travelled through the seal scripts and shen glyphs in search of the chief elder.

He knew that they would win only if they found and defeated the Chief Elder.

Otherwise, the endless glyph sea could exhaust them and lead to their deaths. If Chief Elder dragged it on until the Central Plains collapsed, everyone would die together, that was also a solution.

But Wei Sheng still had a thread of hope.

If they could kill Chief Elder soon enough, maybe they could fight for a chance for Shidi to escape.

Unlike Zuo Mo who was fighting in the sea of flames, everyone else was clear-minded.

Mo Cloud Sea had an unique way to communicate between them. At this time, everyone was stronger than usual. Even in the sea of glyphs, Wei Sheng was still able to communicate his thoughts to everyone else.

Other than A Gui, everyone else immediately responded.

Wei Sheng had no attention to spare as he charged into the center of the glyph sea. He was not skilled in forming plans. He was only skilled in one thing, fighting.

Wei Sheng passed through the glyphs like lightning.

After defeating a few dozen shen glyphs that blocked his path, Wei Sheng finally saw Chief Elder.

At the same time, three figures entered his view. Zong Ru, Ceng Lian Er, and Wo Li. He saw a flash of purple light out of the corner of his eyes, A Gui!

Everyone had arrived!

Chief Elder looked calmly at the five people that had charged over.

Compared to just now, the five had even stronger presences. Chief Elder’s mouth couldn’t help but curve. He could feel that other than Wei Sheng, everyone else had greatly expended their power.

Burning shen power could increase their strength, but it would wring out every thread of potential.

Those that burned shen power would feel that they were more powerful than they ever had been. This feeling of power would numb them so that they would not be sparing with their shen power. Also, burning shen power was for when their lives were on the line, who would hold back?

Of the five, three were at the end of their ropes. Wei Sheng still had most of his abilities, and A Gui the majority of her power.

The shen glyphs in the glyph sea were made from the remnants of shen glyphs he collected. The great majority were not strong. However, even the weakest shen glyph was still a shen glyph. They definitely had expended a great portion of shen power to reach him.

There were six shen glyphs floating around him. These six shen glyphs were the strongest of the shen glyphs he had collected and were his ultimate move.

Wei Sheng and the others did not know that Chief Elder had been preparing these six shen glyphs for escaping the jie’s collapse. The six shen glyphs would protect the chief elder when the Central Plains crumbled. While he could escape with his life, it was not possible to travel through the completely undamaged. He would likely have to recover for ten years. So until he had to, Chief Elder did not want to use these glyphs.

Wei Sheng and the others’ intentions of finishing the battle quickly was also what he wanted.

Confident that the five people could not defeat him, Chief Elder raised his head and glanced at the ball of fire in the distant part of the glyph sea.

If there were any uncertain factors … …

Only that person … …

Translator Ramblings: This Lil’ Cliffy is so big it has its own initial structure. This chapter is on the flat part.