Chapter 33 - Life and death battle (1/2)
When Nightin fell inside the formation array,he landed on the cold hard pathway of a forest. Even though it was the day right now,the forest gave off a gloomy feeling and the whole area seems to be of a creepy dark shade of blue with bright lights.
Nightin swallowed a deep gulp of his saliva as he raised his index finger and pointed it towards the elder ”Elder,what are you doing right now? Aren't we here to save the hall master who has been trapped?”
The elder raised his palm up as he licked his fingers one by one as they slowly turned into razor sharp claws. Looking at Nightin,he gave him a farewell smile ”You're still too young child, haven't you heard about the term of demonic cultivators? I've joined the evil path and in return,they gave me this cultivation which helped me to breakthrough to the peak of Martial Spirit. After consuming you,even the Lord realm wouldn't be a impossible dream for me anymore.
Nightin took a step backwards and more gradually while moving backwards as he said with his finger raised up ”You're a cultivator of the evil path! Just how many misdeeds have you done till now! Today,you shall pay with your life!” Nightin released his aura towards the elder as he took out his sword as five mystic swords clad in the colour of black surrounded him
The elder laughed ”Haha! Haha! You're already at your wits end,you should just surrender while you can. I may not know how a low grade Martial Spirit like you can obtain the blood of a Demon Emperor,but there's no way that you'll be able to escape from my clutches today!”
Nightin smirked as he rushed forward and stabbed towards the evil cultivator ”You don't get it do you. I've been playing along with your plans just so that you'll guide me here,do you think that since someone to do something without the confidence to do so?”
The evil cultivator's body shook for a moment,yet the force of his attack didn't decrease and increased instead.
”Boom!”
A claw and sword clashed against each other as both parties retreated backwards for a few metres,they were actually evenly matched against each other in terms of brute force.
The face of the evil cultivator changed as he dashed towards Nightin again,this time much stronger than the claw attack before as he infuse all the spirit energy he can into this one move.
The evil cultivator knew that the longer this fight dragged on,the more the battle will tilt towards Nightin. What geniuses like Nightin doesn't fear most is a dragged out battle,they have many tricks up their sleeves.
Nightin wasn't willing to back down either,this was a life and death battle,defeat means death. Raising his sword above his head,he slashed towards the evil cultivator again with the strength of five mystic swords combined.
The air splits apart wherever the sword wave went as it clashed against the claw. In their clash,the claw was shredded like paper as the sword continued to dash towards the evil cultivator.
The evil cultivator jumped away and managed to barely avoid the attack. In the process,one arm could be seen flying in the air as it landed on the cold hard ground.
”Argh! Damn you!” The evil cultivator screamed out in pain as he covered the wound from his right arm which is his dominant arm. A clean cut was made from his shoulder and not only that, the sword energy remained there which made it difficult for his wound to recover. At this rate, he'll lose his whole arm.
The evil cultivator hurriedly took out a token from his robe,as he started to chant ”O great demon lord,go grant me the strength to kill this brat in front of me and recover my arm, I'm willing to give up four hundred years of my lifespan in return.”
Nightin was shocked at this moment,the evil cultivator in front of him has went mad. The average Martial Spirit would only have a lifespan of five hundred years while a Martial Lord have a lifespan of a thousand years. With the evil cultivator in front of him right now sacrificing four hundred years of his lifespan,he would be at his deathbed even with a breakthrough. He would have lost too much of his life essence in the process,sadly for him, it's something he would never know about.
Nightin immediately sent out all five of his mystic swords towards the evil cultivator and attempted to take his life,he had to end the battle right now before the evil cultivator gets much stronger after the chant.
”Hehehehe!”
A sinister laughter sounded out from a demon who had appeared behind the evil cultivator. It had four arms and a yellow ring around its neck; only his upper body could be seen while the lower body of his seems to be missing.
”Young fella,thanks for the nice meal that you've just given me. In return, I'll force the summoner to give you a swift death. Hehehehe!”
”Poof!” The demon finished as he finished what he has to say,just like as though as if it had never appeared with to begin in the first place.
The evil cultivator looked at Nightin as he closed his eyes until his eyeballs couldn't even be seen,his razor sharp claws were placed in front of his chest. Looking at Nightin,fury started to rise from his chest as he shouted and mocked at the same time ”Young fella, I'll make sure that you regret whatever you've done to me!”
Nightin smirked ”As expected from a demon,you definitely don't keep your promise. Hey,is there any point in giving your powers to a servant who disobeys you?”