Chapter 199: Chapter 199 - A shameful trump card (1/2)

Chapter 199: Chapter 199 - A shameful trump card

Translator: Stardu5t Editor: Kurisu

Chapter 199 - A shameful trump card

The sword was coming at him too fast, thus Song Shuhang only had one choice—”innate skill of the Eye Aperture, Expert Sight!”

He instantly activated the innate skill of the Eye Aperture.

In a flash, the whole world slowed down; as for the lightning-fast black sword’s trajectory, he could see it clearly!

It was just that the consumption of Song Shuhang’s qi and blood within his Heart and Eye Apertures as well as his mental energy was very rapid—it was way too much; based on his current realm, at the peak of his condition, he could only activate ‘Expert Sight’ for a few breaths.

Within that short interval, Song Shuhang used all his might to move his arms; when his wrist flipped, it activated the Flaming Saber Technique on the ancient bronze ring.

Under the Expert Sight, Song Shuhang could see that the speed which his wrist was moving at was as slow as a turtle’s… luckily, based on the estimation of the trajectory, his saber should be able to make it in time!

”Clank…” flames burned brightly on his treasured saber Broken Tyrant, hitting against the black sword.

Thanks to Senior White, Song Shuhang managed to learn and master basic use of saber from the young man in a green robe in the vast desert.

The full power of the ‘Flaming Saber’ was unleashed in all its entirety by him.

Saber and sword clashed.

Thereafter, flames burned everywhere. The Flaming Saber Technique got broken by the black sword.

Song Shuhang felt his purlicue[1] going numb and a tightness in his chest; his entire being flew upon impact.

Even if he used the Flaming Saber, it was only but a Second Stage attack.

And, this flying sword Branch Leader Jing Mo used to attack with his boiling rage was after all a Fourth Stage cultivator’s weapon.

A full-on attack with Broken Tyrant could only be used to delay the black flying sword’s attack. Under the control of Branch Leader Jing Mo, the black sword still swung ruthlessly towards Song Shuhang as before.

Truth to be told, if what Song Shuhang was holding in his hand wasn’t the treasured saber Broken Tyrant, then not only his weapon would have been destroyed, he would have lost his life as well.

After being attacked head on, Song Shuhang’s innate skill, Expert Sight, disappeared. At the same time, he used up all the qi and blood within his Apertures, as well as his mental energy.

Just as he was looking at the flying sword swinging towards his body once again, a small golden s.h.i.+eld suddenly appeared in front of him.

The ghost spirit within the Heart Aperture sensed his master was in danger and used all its qi and blood to forcefully activate its innate skill—forming a small s.h.i.+eld to defend Song Shuhang.

”Clank!”

The sword and s.h.i.+eld came in contact with each other.

In the next moment, the s.h.i.+eld broke…

...and the attack made by the black flying sword finally was blocked!

However, the remnants of the sword qi from the flying sword swept Song Shuhang’s body away, once again causing him to fly and crash heavily against the mountain wall.

Song Shuhang slid down the stone wall, and weakly sat on the floor as he gasped for air. He was unable to move.

His entire qi and blood was fully consumed; even the qi and blood the ghost blood stored had already been used earlier for the small golden s.h.i.+eld to ward off the attack. Moreover, due to the injuries he had received from the remnants of the sword qi, he couldn't even raise a finger.

In the sky, Branch Leader Jing Mo did not wave his sword another time. The golden lightning flas.h.i.+ng in his eyes started to be tamped down. The pain and rage of losing his friend were actually being suppressed by him.

He landed from the sky and talked down to Shuhang from an elevated position as he said, ”b.a.s.t.a.r.d, I initially wanted to swing my sword and slash you, ending everything. But I can give you a chance—give me the Blood G.o.d Crystal and I will spare your life!”

Killing this b.a.s.t.a.r.d just like that was practically too merciful. He killed his only good friend, so he was definitely gonna capture this b.a.s.t.a.r.d and take him back to the Limitless Demon Sect to torture him in several thousands of different ways and make him wish he was dead!

The Limitless Demon Sect specialized in such torture.

”Hehe.” Song Shuhang laughed softly, he wasn’t frightened.

That’s because he had one last trump card left.

He never thought that he would have to resort to this. Honestly, if there were any traces of his qi and blood or energy within his body, he wouldn’t be willing to resort to this move.

Because... it was too shameful. Just thinking about the steps to activate it, he got the feeling that the world hated him, doing this to him.

However, in the face of death… he felt that even if it was an embarra.s.sing trump card, it still had to be used.

”Moon Prism Power… Make Up!” Song Shuhang gritted his teeth and shouted.

As he chanted that, he had already cussed Doudou more than ten times in his heart!

”?” Branch Leader Jing Mo was on his guard—actually, transforming oneself was quite common in the world of cultivators.

Many cultivators possessed ancient bloodlines or monster beast’s bloodlines, and when they were facing death, they could activate their own bloodline and raise their combat effectiveness exponentially via body transformation.

Except that… Moon prism power transformation, what kind of ancient bloodline was it? Jing Mo had never heard of it before.

As he was distracted and in a daze, all he saw was a hologram of a ‘3D Calabash Brother’ appearing out of Shuhang's wrist. This hologram enveloped Song Shuhang and after that, ‘Pow’—it became a string of light particles, wrapping around Song Shuhang and sending him fleeing into the sky, escaping at a very fast speed…

Describing the entire situation in words might make it sound quite long, but in reality, the time taken for Song Shuhang to recite the chant and make his escape at lightning speed took only a split second!

You f*cker, transformation my a*ss! It’s nothing but an escape technique!