Chapter 43 (1/2)

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The Patriarch, His Horse And His Spear

The piercing cry scared every horse in the line, all standing on their hind legs in terror. Li Chengfeng was almost thrown off his horse. After struggling to calm his horse, he looked around. “What happened? What was that?”

Madam Xie also poked her head out of the carriage, asking, “What is happening in front?”

Li Chengfeng urged his horse forward. “I'll go check…”

Before he could finish, the ground shook so hard all the carriages were b.u.mped slightly into the air. Li Chengfeng's horse stood on its hind legs again, finally throwing Li Chengfeng off.

Responding quickly, he did a flip in the air while keeping the reins firmly in his grasp so it would not run away.

Furious, he yelled, “What is going on?!”

Madam Xie was equally lost. When she saw Green Bead panicking and struggling to calm her startled horse, she screamed, “Calm down, calm down!”

Li Chengfeng realised the entire entourage was in chaos, only Su Yuehan was staring straight ahead in terror.

“What's the matter?” he asked her, puzzled.

Su Yuehan turned to him, terrified. “I don't know what happened but I know… livestock are usually only this scared when a fierce beast is around. A beast that could cause such a response must be…”

Before she finished, the ground shook harder than before. She almost bit her tongue at the jolt.

He then heard agonised wailing and screaming at the head of the line.

“MONSTER! RUN!”

“HELP, HELP!”

He instinctively reached over to retrieve his sword that was attached to the side of his horse. It was kept in a luxurious sheath, its hilt was ancient-styled. It was the heirloom of the Li family — the Brilliant Cleansing Moon Sword.

He shook the sword with the flick of his wrist, then kept the sheath back in the pouch by the horse. He then tied the reins to a carriage.

Clenching his teeth, he smirked. “Let's see what animal it is! It came just in time to be slaughtered for my ancestors!”

Just as he spoke, Asparta suddenly came sprinting from the front, shouting, “Young Master, Run! Get off the carriage, run now! Agatha, run!”

Agatha quickly opened the curtains and yelled, “Asparta, what happened?!”

His voice was cracking as he shoved people in his way blindly, rus.h.i.+ng straight towards Agatha. “It's the Grim Stork, also called the Flying G.o.d of Death! The Grim Stork!”

As if to prove his point, a large shadow fell upon them all, and then came a deafening crash of something landing on the path ahead.

Ten metres away from the line stood a beast no one had seen before.

The monster was carrying a live person in its beak. It then closed its beak and the person was immediately sliced into two sections. Fresh blood spattered in every direction as his intestines poured out of his belly. A dent formed in the snow from the warm blood.

The crowd was terrified to their core. They let out deep wails and cries, then rushed back like madmen.