Chapter 659 – Swooping In (1/2)
The other cultivators’ gazes towards Li Qingshan and the others became extremely hostile. Originally, they were already anticipating some losses in the competition this time, but they never expected it to almost be complete annihilation.
The Foundation Establishment trembled as he explained everything. The Golden Core cultivators all flew into a rage. Some of these dead disciples were like children to them, and some were actually children or descendants. They were extremely attached to them. These disciples were the foundations of their sect, yet they had all been sacrificed to refine the Asura Field, now all dead. They were overwhelmed with fury and hatred.
“Si Qing, this isn’t over until one of us is dead!”
On the Soaring Clouds terrace, Si Bao placed her hand on the railing and gazed at over a dozen streaks of light flying off into the horizon. She said, “How fast. This Northmoon sure is bold. Though, how is he going to escape from Mo Yu?” She never thought the competition would actually end so quickly.
Gu Yanying waved her folding fan gently and smiled. “It’s just a clone, so even if it’s killed, it doesn’t matter. Though, if he really does end up succeeding, Si Qing and the others are going to cry!”
Si Bao said with admiration, “Big sis, you anticipated this a long time ago, right?”
“How could I? That guy is very unpredictable.”
Pitch-black feathers shot through the air as pitch-black streaks.
Northmoon refused to underestimate the abilities of this crown prince of daemons. With only a mirror clone, he was definitely not Mo Yu’s opponent. If Mo Yu caught him, Si Qing and the others would immediately arrive, and it would be even more difficult to escape.
He turned around, and with a flip of his hand, he raised the Asura Field that had shrunken to the size of an alms bowl high into the air. It erupted with a suction force, drawing in the black feathers like rocks sinking into the ocean.
He smiled. Apart from being able to summon asura, it was a great shield this time too. Not a single powerful attack could cause much harm at all if they were drawn into the Asura Field that spanned several hundred kilometers.
There were two daemons high in the air, one pursuing and one fleeing, moving like flashing lightning.
Failing with that attack, Mo Yu extended his ghastly-pale hand that resembled a corpse’s and reached towards Li Qingshan’s throat with a flash.
“Tremor!”
In a single moment, he lost feeling in his entire arm. Even the colour of his skin had become a deathly grey. The power of this clone alone was nowhere near enough to oppose a Daemon Commander as powerful as Mo Yu. He could not even survive a single strike.
Whoosh!
Mo Yu suddenly unfurled a pair of pitch-black wings that enveloped Li Qingshan completely, forming a black sphere before beginning to twist, collapse, and shrink.
Jia Zhen waved his fan, and a bolt of scorching-white lightning hurtled towards Mo Yu. E Dan threw a punch, and the aura turned into a vicious wolf.
But at that exact moment, the black sphere had already shrunk to the size of a fist, vanishing with Northmoon and the Asura Field. The lightning and the wolf both missed.
“No!” Si Qing roared hysterically.
Five hundred kilometers away, a black speck appeared out of nowhere, turning into a black sphere. A pair of black wings unfurled. Mo Yu gripped Northmoon by the neck as he said sinisterly, “You will die!”
“Everyone will die, but not today!”
Northmoon’s face became a deathly grey, but it exhibited an extremely-resplendent smile.
Mo Yu suddenly noticed that something was amiss. When he checked Northmoon’s hands, they were already empty. The Asura Field had vanished. Afterwards, Northmoon’s figure began to ripple, gradually fading away.
As if someone had kicked up a wave on the mirror-like surface of a lake, the various images reflected in the lake immediately rippled apart. As the ripple settled, Northmoon had already vanished.
Mo Yu was stunned. His face that resembled a dead man’s suddenly began to twitch and twist violently. He had spent several days to invade the Asura Field, even going as far as to fall out with Si Qing, yet in the end, his mortal enemy, Northmon, had swooped in and taken advantage of him. Repressed anger smouldered inside him. Suddenly, he raised his head and let out a crow’s cry. All of the people and beasts that heard this caw on the ground below passed away immediately.
Having watched the Asura Field he had refined vanish right before his eyes, Si Qing felt like he had been struck over the head. He was so furious that he wanted to cough up blood. Overwhelming killing intent assaulted him from behind. He turned around, only to see over a dozen furious Golden Core cultivators rushing over in pursuit. They used their strongest killing move as soon as they struck, without holding back anymore at all.
“You bastard, die!”
Below the Soaring Clouds terrace, Li Qingshan smiled at Han Qiongzhi. “Don’t worry, I’m fine. Tieyi is fine too!” In his right hand hidden within his sleeves, there was a ripple of water, and it turned into a water mirror.
The image in the water mirror twisted, and the palm-sized Asura Field appeared. He immediately used the spirit turtle to suppress its aura.
This was his most flexible innate ability—Watermirror’s Image.
In the very beginning, he could only create a mirror clone, but afterwards, he discovered he could reflect attacks. Even further afterwards, he discovered that no matter how far away, he could use the Watermirror’s Image to directly summon his clone to his side. The items on the clone obviously came too.