Chapter 410 - Clash(Part-5) (1/2)
Zywia looked at Ryuu with her eyes wide, 'So this what mother and father said about standing by Pangu's side you feel invincible, is it the same in Ryuu's case but why do I not see the rumoured silhouette? Do not tell me this is his strength without the use of his Divine Body.'
What Zywia did not know was that Ryuu was indeed using his Divine Body, but he had over the years managed to control it as much as possible, when he was younger he would rely on it too often for his current self's liking as such he had worked hard to not become addictive to it and had managed to do so, but even after all the Divine Body his body as such how he could completely disregard it or turn it off, and it was only because of his mask that his companions were not able to see the torn pupil that he now sported.
Ryuu knew that by quality and quantity he far surpassed his opponent after all his opponent was still a 9th rank Mystic Immortal Cultivator, whereas he was a step above, well he would have been two steps above him if only he could break the barrier that separated him from reaching the 11th rank, but he also knew that as his teacher always said that given a chance even a toddler can kill an Immortal.
Zikris growled before he charged forward only for him to jump up as an army of swords charged at him with intent to skewer him, but he was not safe as he had to with great difficulty dodge the hail of spears, but he was unsuccessful as he received a few gnash on his body making him growl in pain and anger but he was not allowed to rest as Ryuu was already on top of him as more and more wounds appeared on his body.
Jethrar sat beside Ithrura as he viewed the entire fight from a distance as he spoke, ”That scrying ball of yours is amazing.”
Ithrura narrowed her eyes as she spoke, ”He is good, but nothing exceptional so why is his bounty so high?”
Jethrar drank from his goblet as he spoke, ”Well he killed some very important people with an important background so I have been told but looks can be deceiving, not to mention I have never heard that he uses a spear.”
Ithrura bit her lips as she spoke, ”Many cultivators would be jealous of him, those attacks look like Dao based.”
Jethrar nodded at that as he spoke, ”They do not look like Dao based, they are Dao based, and to have such talent well he will make a fine addition to my collection.”
Ithrura nodded at that as she spoke, ”Do you think you can win against him?”
Jethrar snorted at that as he spoke looking towards Ithrura, ”With my hands tied behind my back.”
Ithrura simply stared at him before she spoke with a shake of her head, ”You do not use your hands but those corps…..”, she looked at the orb with her eyes wide and seeing her stunning look Jethrar looked towards the orb as he widens as well.
The reason for their stunned expression was no one else but Ryuu, who was looking not only directed towards them but waving as well, before he blew a flying kiss rather brazenly as bow appeared in his hand and the last thing they saw was him aiming towards them followed by a bright flash as the orb cracked.
Jethrar blinked owlishly as he spoke, ”What happened?”
”He detected us, how did he detect us?”, then the orb they were using fell apart, as Ithrura held her head as she screamed in anger, ”Damn it, it was a loaned to me by my elder Martial sister what will I tell her now.”, while Jethrar simply laughed at her misfortune.
A few minutes ago Elmer tilted his head as he looked at Ryuu confused as he spoke with a frown on his face, ”Huh, why did he stop?”
Their confusion deepened even more as they watched Ryuu turn his back towards his enemy as Zywia shouted out in alarm, ”What is he doing? Why is turning his back towards his enemy? Did the enemy use illusion or something like that?”
Her words made many of the cultivators to feel a sense of dread as Frost Flames spoke with a snarl, ”Enough is enough I am going to help him.”, seeing him waving and sending a flying kiss towards the empty sky was more than enough but before she or any other could ask anything Ryuu fired a hail of arrows towards a certain spot in the air overlooking the battlefield, the arrows seemed to have struck a pane of glass which shattered and disappeared soon after.