118 Severing the Bond of Brotherhood (2/2)

He Xinghan was shocked by its speed that surpassed his expectations and was glad he had gotten to the cave before it left. Otherwise, he wasn't sure he could catch up to it on open ground. Although his eyes could not see it, he could still track it through his spiritual sense. Just as the lynx was about to make it past, He Xinghan extended a burly arm and slammed against its body.

Boom!

The lynx was blasted back into the ground and it rolled a few times before getting back to its feet. It wobbled slightly, still stunned from the hit.

”Not fast enough.” He Xinghan muttered and charged in to continue his assault.

The lynx was still an immortal and it wasn't done with merely one blow. It dodged He Xinghan's next few strikes on pure speed and instinct and began its counterattack. Wind energy was imbued within its claws which whirled around like a maelstrom. The cave soon filled with deadly sharpness and He Xinghan was pressed back almost to the cave entrance.

”Ahhggg!” He Xinghan grunted in pain as he carelessly took a claw strike to his chest. It left three bloody scratches but failed get through his armored lion fur.

”Roet lynx like a hail storm. They blasted away the lynx's claw strikes and soon landed on its body. Within the close quarters of the cave, it had no where to run and it was overwhelmed. It was fighting by instinct while He Xinghan was using a secret art developed over hundreds of years. The difference was clear and eventually the lynx fell in a pool of blood, its body broken.

He Xinghan made sure to break all four of its limbs before he picked up the limp body by the neck and studied its battered face. A pair of eyes filled with pure hatred and rage stared at him. He Xinghan stared back mockingly before knocking it out with a final blow to the head.

Even within the immortal realms, not all humans and creatures were equal in terms of combat power. The comet lynx was not good at close quarters combat in addition to the fact that it hadn't gotten used to its immortal strength yet. If it had faced He Xinghan a month later an open field, it would have been a completely different story. But, the law of the jungle was simply ruthless and it did not wait for anyone.

He Xinghan carried the beast on his shoulders and walked out of the cave. He looked all around to see if anyone else was around. He even used his spiritual sense to the maximum but there was no one around. He felt safe enough to return to the city but he had barely taken two steps down the mountain when a massive pair of talons flashed across his eyes, almost wrapping completely around his head. He activated his protective item instantly, praying for his life.

Clang!!

”Ahhhhh!”

The talons crashed into a massive dull grey shield that appeared out of thin air instead of his head. He was still blown back three hundred meters by the impact but he was thankfully still alive. He got up from the ground amid grey metallic splinters of his broken shield and looked up only to see the massive crimson eagle dive towards him once again. It was way faster than the comet lynx and he had nothing to defend himself this time...

But, at the last moment a familiar golden aura encircled him and this forced the eagle veer off and back into the air.

”Father!” He Xinghan cried out in relief at He Zicheng who appeared at his side with a grim face.

He Zicheng looked up at the soaring eagle in the sky and called out, ”Qu Shen! Are you finally severing our bond of brotherhood?”