Chapter 112 (1/2)
So incredible!
Jiang Yundao's heart shivered. Five Nebula Stage Cultivators unexpectedly had been dispatched within a breath. His attack strategy flowed smoothly, like moving clouds and flowing water, and those five Star Cultivators in any case could be considered to have assets. Jiang Yundao knew one of them possessed a High Grade Talisman, but even that was not used quickly enough, thus leading to complete defeat.
This man was too unwavering.
Jiang Yundao believed he himself could not handle five Star Cultivators as relaxed as that man had. He looked at Zhao Cheng, and while the Great Liang's Fourth Highness did not bat an eyelid, his eyes nevertheless very clearly revealed a trace of astonishment.
The arena very quickly was left with Su Xing and Zhao Cheng.
”Very good. Defeating this kind of Star Cultivator such as yourself certainly will make Father Emperor sit up and take notice.” Zhao Cheng sneered, already continuously placing defenses around his whole body, a shallow black color glimpsing nearby.
Su Xing raised and cut with the Firebolt Sword. The flames knocked against Zhao Cheng's defenses and shook open a ripple but did not bring about a significant result. Zhao Cheng immediately regained confidence, brought out a box of ink-stone and threw it at Su Xing while chanting an incantation.
That ink slab suddenly swelled several sizes, the deep and distinct engraved lines clearly visible, and a black and evil smoke sprayed out under Zhao Cheng's control. The black smoke had myriad changes, spreading all around Su Xing and acted as a shroud.
”Black Evil Inkstone!”1 Jiang Yundao slightly smiled. Prince Zhao Cheng deserved to be called a Star Master nurtured by the Great Liang. The moment he acted, it was a Supreme Grade Nebula Artifact. Some black smoke concentrated like black ink, an encroaching qi that engulfed. The Nebula Star Cultivators simply had no method that could block it, and like its name said, it was black and evil tyranny that made people detest it bitterly. Yet, Zhao Cheng was not satisfied. After raising the Black Evil Inkstone, he also bit open a fingertip, dispersing essence blood that dissolved into the black smoke. The black smoke immediately showed blood among its black, and the bloody light condensed together, seeming like an evil spirit from purgatory opening its bloody mouth.
A few cultivators just looking at it felt themselves shudder while the masses already had been scared out of their wits.
”Blood Sacrifice Mind Great Array!”2 Jiang Yundao shouted in astonishment.
The Blood Sacrifice Mind Great Array was one of Liangshan Continent's Demonic Arts, specially for refining one's own essence blood. Dissolving it into an ability, that ability then would show this kind of bloody and fiendish light. Not only would it let spellcasters have greater and easier control of the their powers, the Blood Fiend within would make the power's might even more corrosive than before. From when the five Nebula Cultivators began to fight Su Xing, Zhao Cheng knew the valiance of the man before him, and when he acted, he wanted to directly slay Su Xing.
The Supreme Grade Nebula Artifact Black Evil Inkstone combined with the secret art Blood Sacrifice Mind Great Array. This kind of combined position that could loftily correspond to the Star Cultivator was fine. This was the imperial family's Star Master of authority and power, Jiang Yundao thought to himself. Looking at Su Xing, he had originally thought this man would certainly be scared pale, or at least show alarm. However, he completely exceeded Jiang Yundao's imagination – Su Xing was steady and calm, not moved in the slightest.
It seemed as if the blood-colored black smoke filling the sky was merely only so.
Under Zhao Cheng's Divine Intent, the blood-light black smoke even more quickly condensed into an enormous form that sealed Su Xing's escape route before then engulfing Su Xing. Having been swallowed by the black smoke, they feared Su Xing certainly would be crippled or left half alive.
When Su Xing scattered several Heavenly Lightning Earthly Fires that were cleanly swallowed by the black smoke, he immediately realized what was different about this black smoke. Once again looking at that clear blood-light, it made the attacking blood smoke brim even more with a fierce look. Su Xing stowed away the Firebolt Sword, losing the obstruction provided by Heavenly Lightning Earthly Fire. The black smoke viciously bit at him, seeming like an evil spirit from the underworld.
Su Xing shouted, and in his hand appeared a shield. The shield was carved with the seal of a divinatory diagram, the amulets flashing. An infant's crying broke through the air, and the weeping tore at the heart, shaking people from the core.
The fiercely engulfing black smoke halted as if it had been stopped by something invisible, continuously stopped in midair. The shield's soundwaves unceasingly beat upon the smoke. That congealed and unchanging black cloud withered a little bit, and Zhao Cheng could only sacrifice essence blood to further enlarge the black smoke so that it could finally counterattack.
”That is a magic weapon??” Jiang Yundao stood up in shock. He shouted, overwhelmed. He could see with just a look that the shield in Su Xing's hand was the Crying Infant's Ancient Lost Treasure Earth Shield refined. The magic energy on the shield appeared cloud-shaped, surrounding Su Xing. The Black Evil Inkstone's black smoke could only tear at him from nearby, completely incapable of penetrating. How could an artifact break through a magic weapon's might.
Zhao Cheng at this time was also astonished, unwilling to give up as he linked hand seals. A Daoist magic and essence blood shot into the black smoke, and in the blink of an eye, the black smoke completely enveloped Su Xing.
The arena already appeared as a deep, dark color. The thick as black smoke absorbed every source of light.
Shi Yuan saw this, and her heart could not help but tighten, springing up from her seat.
”There is no need to worry. Young Master's Heaven Sword has not been used.” Wu Xinjie smiled. Even if Zhao Cheng's Supreme Grade Artifact and Blood Sacrifice Mind emitted anything more brilliantly, he himself in the end was merely a Nebula Late Stage Cultivator. In terms of magic power, Su Xing far surpassed him. A Nebula Magic Weapon simply was not something a Great Liang Prince could shake up.
Of course, that was unless he had some type of trump card.
Wu Xinjie knit her brow. Sure enough, she saw that after Zhao Cheng saw that the Black Evil Inkstone could only use up his magic energy in a steady flow, he abandoned continuing to support it. He turned to slapping his hand on a suspended charm. Light flashed, and a black qi cut and revealed a demon's broadsword.
The black sword swelled several times in the wind, a demonic face that terrified people. The sword's hilt spat out a black light that hacked towards Su Xing. The Su Xing who used the Heaven Shield to defend was too late in making the adjustment.
Everyone cried out in alarm, hastily dodging out of the way. As the broadsword slashed, the sticky and thick unchanging black smoke was torn open easily by this sword, the smoke rapidly faded away under the black sword's light. This unexpectedly was a Nebula Magic Weapon!!
Lin Yingmei tightly clenched her fists, already rising, jumping down.
All of the girls did not dare carelessly follow down, fearful that Su Xing met with a mishap.
”You thought only you had a magic weapon? Taste This King's 'Crying Ghost Saber'!”3 Zhao Cheng proudly laughed his head off.