Chapter 128 - Psychic (1/2)

Perfect World Chen Dong 67960K 2022-07-22

Her name was Yu Zimo. Black clothes covered her body, fluttering about in the wind. Her skin was sparkling, and her eyelashes were long. Her pupils were quick-witted and deep, as if she came straight out of a picture. She was extremely beautiful, and carried a type of rarely seen spiritual nature.

The Rain Clan’s people all stared blanky. They all knew too well how talented the hero Yu Zimo was. She had a special type of psychic power, and would sometimes strangely understand the cause of indescribably things.

No one knew exactly what type of divine power this was. Everyone within the clan all admired her greatly. If not for the existence of Shi Yi, then she would inevitably become even more dazzling.

The little guy did not actually know about these things, and he didn’t really care either. He was calm and at ease, sitting upright on the Nine-Headed Lion’s back. He cool-headedly looked at these people, preparing to fight a large battle.

“He is on the same class as Shi Yi. I can’t see through him, and my gaze does not pass through him. He is enshrouded in mist.” Yu Zimo opened her mouth and spoke with a pleasant voice. It was as if pearls and jades dropped into a clear spring to create a blossom of water, soft and spirited.

“He killed eighteen experts from my Rain Clan! Zimo, you must capture him.” A few people beside the lake simultaneously opened their mouths. They walked over with large strides with the intention of lending a helping hand.

They had a lot of confidence in this fifteen to sixteen year old girl, and knew that she was extremely strong. Just a casual movement or change in expression would carry a divine force. This was a girl with psychic powers.

“Of course I will make my move. The reason why I sat in front of the passageway was to wait for his arrival,” spoke Yu Zimo. She was considered a member of the Rain Clan. The reason she entered the Hundred Shattering Mountains this time was due to an order from the elders; to use all of her strength to kill an individual.

Within barely a second, Yu Zimo’s temperament completely changed. A cyan-colored symbol appeared, marking the area behind her back. With an extremely ancient feeling, it was as if an old scroll had been opened up.

This was the word for psychic power. It radiated a hazy radiance, and every single character was three dimensional. It was as if they were alive, releasing an energy that was difficult to put into words.

“Good! Zimo, quickly make your move and catch him!”

All of them were rejoicing. They knew that their own family’s junior sister was using a great divine power. Typically, it was really difficult to see her reveal all of this, as it would only happen about once a year.

The little guy sat on top of the Nine-Headed Lion without moving at all. He calmly watched everything, however, within his eyes was a threatening look. Within his heart, as long as it was an enemy, it didn’t matter what kind of background that person had.

“Seal!”

Yu Zimo lightly spoke. Her voice sounded as if it was transmitted from beyond the ninth heaven, and the gentle sound carried a hint of distinct coldness that was filled with killing intent.

These symbols were all sparkling and translucent, and they seemed to have been cast in cold. Bright and dazzling metallic luster flickered, yet it carried with it an ancient aura; their might were astonishing.

Hong!

The little guy made his move. He naturally would not act passively and wait for the attack to arrive. His ten fingers simultaneously stretched out, and ten thick streams of golden lightning hacked outwards. It penetrated through this area of symbols, ringing out with pipa sounds. It continuously emitted the sound of explosions.

Many symbols were struck by the lightning, transforming it into fireworks within the air. Splendid and beautiful fluctuations of energy shocked everyone.

However, this was a mottled ancient scroll. The energy accumulated over the years seemed to be near infinite. After all of the symbols were erased, they were actually once again reborn from the original position, emitting pressure again.

Close and numerous symbols covered this area in all directions. It was like a God’s curse, scattering down ancient scrolls from the heavens and sealing the skies.

A terrifying fluctuation appeared. Although it was level and was not that violent, it was still like an ocean, slowly moving up and down. A powerful wave could overflow into the heavens at any time and cause that dark cloud to scatter.

The little guy felt his heart tremble. He extended both his hands, and used strength to join them together. In front of him appeared a pair of silver-colored disks. They merged together before slowly rotating.

Kacha sounds rang out incessantly. The silver disks were crushing and compacting symbols, annihilating the dense markings with the goal of breaking through this sealing curtain of light.

“World of Scrolls!”

Yu Zimo gently shouted. This time, the voice was bright and clear, resonating between the heavens and the earth. Her entire body was emitting light, burning magnificently. Rumbling sounds rang out, and the aura in this area immediately began to violently shake.

Within the void, characters formed. An ancient scroll was unraveled, gradually becoming more and more prominent. It increasingly condensed, as if it was a demon sealing scroll from the heavens, aiming to seal the little guy and his group.

The Nine-Headed Lion’s expression changed. This young lady’s precious technique was strange and powerful, unexpectedly unique. It moved its head and tail white preparing to use precious artifacts to defend itself.

The little guy lightly shouted, and did not dare to act carelessly. He immersed himself in silver splendor, surrounding himself with a moon disk. His two hands operated the large silver disk, slowly making it advance to shatter that scroll and destroy the seal.

Hong

The silver-colored plate struck the skies, colliding together with the scroll. All types of mysterious markings lit up, as if they were the stars in the sky.

“Seal! Seal! Seal!” The young lady continuously spoke. Her entire body was shining, surrounded by all types of ancient characters. She seemed as if she was going to leave the ground and take flight.

“Open!” The little guy also loudly roared. His aura burst into the skies, and his eyes revealed a golden light. His hair began to stand erect, and his temperament changed greatly, becoming strict and powerful to the extreme.

It was similar to a comet smashing into an ocean. This area erupted with overflowing billows, and what was different was that these waves were all condensed out of symbols. They were even more terrifying, engulfing all directions.

The other geniuses from the Rain Clan all fled. They ran far away from this area in fear of being caught up in the vortex of this scroll.

Within the sky, strands of light danced everywhere. Symbols interweaved, and the sound of lightning rang out unendingly. The mottled ancient scroll swept out, appearing like a galaxy as it grew increasingly brighter.

That silver-colored disk violently shook as well. Soon after, two large stones split apart before fiercely colliding together. With a honglong sound, a lump of silver light came out from the explosion. It was as if a volcano had erupted, charging into the sky.

The heavens shook and the ground quaked. Great rivers surged up violently, and the mountain forest rumbled!

Finally, the silver-colored disk exploded, forming endless specks of light. It broke through the ancient scroll, breaking it in half in the sky, causing all of the symbols to vanish.

“Zimo’s Psychic Technique has failed!”

The Rain Clan’s people were dumbstruck. They felt absolute horror within their hearts.

“There’s no need to be anxious. We have just started.”

The powerful individuals were calm as they continued to observe the battle.

The ancient scroll disappeared. A rainy mist rose, pouring down in torrents where Yu Zimo stood. It formed sparkling and translucent water blossoms one after another. They drifted about that area, accumulating the mysteriousness of symbols.

The rain served as weapons, spiraling and filling the sky. They lingered around Yu Zimo’s body, forming sparkling and translucent petals. They were gorgeous as they flickered with astonishing multicolored light.

The little guy revealed a smiling expressing from the corners of his mouth. He wanted the rain clan to use this type of technique the most, because this was the same as completing his lightning. As soon as the lightning hacked out, the power will multiply by many times!

Within chichi sounds, an area of sparkling petals danced in the breeze. They rushed forward with killing intent as if they were flying swords. Covering the sky, they were sharp and penetrating.