Chapter 85 - The Empress’ Dog, Battle With Astral Infant (1/2)
Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
“Someone’s here. Be careful, everyone!”
Xiao Jinghong’s voice came from under the tree nearby.
Zhao Congjian and Beixiao Wangjian turned around. Jiang Xue, who was washing the Dragon Eagles, as well as Huang Lianxin, were both on the alert.
The little black snake was sleeping on the Three-eyed Drought Rodent, but when it heard the voice, it looked up in shock.
”The Emperor said that you have the Mandate of Heaven, but you passed away at two years old and became a joke. It was such a surprise to see you still alive.”
The calm voice of an old man resounded in the valley. No one could sense his emotions flux.
Zhou Xuanji’s heart trembled. Is he from Great Zhou Empire?
Before he could speak, Xiao Jinghong asked first, “Who are you? What is your purpose here?”
”Sword Noble Xiao Jinghong? You are really a man of character, but it’s a pity that you followed the wrong person. The future world belongs to the Second Prince. Xuan Zhao’s son must die!”
The old voice resounded again. After that, he lept down and charged toward Zhou Xuanji.
As he charged out from the sunlight, his appearance was revealed. His face was like an eagle, with his white hair danced messily in the wind. He was wearing a loose black robe and looked like a devil.
Zhou Xuanji immediately took out his Hell King Sword and Thunderclap Sword to prepare for battle.
Shwoooosh!
A cold light flashed. Xiao Jinghong’s sword was like a sharp arrow as it shot toward the old man in black.
”Revered Master, this person is at Astral Infant stage. Let me deal with him!”
Xiao Jinghong shouted. He lept up and took out another sword in mid-air to slash at the old man.
The old man dodged the sword that was shot at him with extreme speed. He flipped his hand, and a black staff appeared. The top of the staff was like a charred claw. It looked terrifying.
The clash between the staff and the sword caused sparks to burst out, along with an ear-piercing sound.
Xiao Jinghong turned around and received with the sword that was returning with his left hand.
With two swords in hand, his body was agile like a swallow. He fought fiercely with the old man in the air.
The two people attacked with extreme speed, even Zhou Xuanji was a little dizzy looking at the fight.
Zhao Congjian watched with burning passion in his eyes. He totally forgot about the dangers but was only excited to learn something.
Xiao JInghong’s swords were like the wind, his fierce attack looked somewhat like Zhou Xuanji’s.
The old man held onto his staff, and strands of evil aura flowed out from it. It transformed into a skull and surrounded Xiao Jinghong.
Compared to Xiao Jinghong, the old man’s attack was broad and straight to the point. He fought with the might of a war general.
Zhou Xuanji frowned slightly. He could see that Xiao Jinghong did not have the advantage.
It seemed like this person was at the top of the Astral Infant stage.
Jiang Xue walked to Zhou Xuanji and took out her Flaming Fan. “Should we help?” She asked.
”We can’t. Let’s not become his burden.” Zhou Xuanji said.
He was a little moved in his heart. Facing the Great Zhou Empire’s powerful cultivators, Xiao Jinghong was willing to stand up for him.
Coming to think of it, Xiao Jinghong had yet to master the Dual Sword Will that Zhou Xuanji taught him, yet he had already helped him so many times.
It was life’s great fortune to have such a disciple.
The battle continued.
The old man momentum was becoming more and more imposing, Xiao Jinghong could not gain an advantage over him even by switching sword wills consecutively. The two fought along the cliff walls and countless mountain rocks fell from their bombardment.
If the fight continued, the rocks might even fill up the valley.
”Xiao Jinghong! You are good, indeed! But I was ranked fifth on Hero Ranking Board when I was young too. Now, I’m seven levels higher than you. You cannot defeat me!”
The old man snorted. Indifference and killing intent could be sensed from his tone.
After he spoke, he lept up suddenly and drew some distance from Xiao Jinghong.
Billows of black wind blew out from his sleeves and surrounded him, forming into a Black Dragon that was hundreds of meters long. Its roar shook the sky.
The little black snake saw this and said, trembling, “Dragon soul! This guy is fortunate!”
Next, the old man submerged himself into the Black Dragon’s head. The Black Dragon twirled its body and charged at Xiao Jinghong.
Shwoooosh! Shwoooosh! Shwoooosh…
Xiao Jinghong did not mess up his stance. He danced with his sword on the spot, and countess sword shadows appeared out of nowhere. As tens of thousands of sword shadows surrounded, he pierced and the sword shadows shot forward.
It was like a tidal wave crashing on to the Black Dragon.
Boooooom–
The mountains that surrounded the valley shook violently, the trees swayed by a violent gale that was swept up.