221 Saving His Eleventh Disciple II (1/2)

This was no doubt due to the stress of the realm-crossing special ability. Her body at the 8th Level of the Body Refinement Realm simply could not support such power.

The monkey realized this and spent a great deal of spiritual energy stabilizing her. It did not skimp on the medicine and brought out several herbs that even Chen Wentian was impressed with. After it did everything it could, it bundled the woman up in layers of furs and put her away in one of the side rooms. It wasn't a doctor and it could only wait until she woke up.

The monkey was still anxious about its new prize and vented its frustration on some of the other women. Ironically, the beast had rather weak stamina and was completely spent after only twenty minutes. Chen Wentian felt a bit of pride in comparison.

Once the beast finished it sent the women away. It laid down alone in the hot tub and fell asleep. The women did not make a fuss or try to escape. They obediently stayed in their rooms to quietly weep their sorrows away.

Chen Wentian's expression hardened and he decided that the time had arrived to make his move. The beast was alone and its guard was down. There was no other Spirit Lord in the entire mountain to interfere and there was no chance for the monkey king to return.

He wanted to kill the beast but he also wanted it for his collection. It would make the perfect soul guardian for an immortal item!

Chen Mo's shadow body emerged from the dark crevasse and crept up along the ceiling until he was completely above the monkey.

Surprise was the most important factor in an ambush. He could not let the snow monkey react until it was too late. Overwhelming force was the second most important factor. He could not allow the snow monkey to fight back until resistance was futile.

He called upon the Dao of shadow and dropped down from the ceiling in a rapidly expanding pitch-black domain.

Shadow Realm!

Black clouds covered the snow monkey and also the entire room in an instant.

The monkey's eyes snapped open but all it saw was complete nothingness. It howled in alarm but no sound escaped the cloud. It called forth its snow powers and summoned a blizzard but outside the cloud, it was still toasty warm.

It was trapped!

The shadow domain ability didn't work perfectly in such a closed room since the monkey was still familiar with its own dwelling. However, keeping something blind and confused wasn't the only ability of the domain.

”Kyaaa! Too weak!” It howled furiously.

The blizzard increased in intensity and enveloped the shadow spikes before any could cause damage. The snowstorm formed an impenetrable defense but the shadow barrage continued.

”Not enough! You can't keep me in here forever! Your domain can't last forever! I, General Sun, have fought countless trashy immortals like you. You can't beat me!!”

Chen Wentian ignored the taunts and continued his attack. Although both were at a deadlock, it was exactly what he wanted. Chen Mo was capable of more and the monkey was also capable of more. However, all he needed was to keep it here and waste its time and energy.

Duels between two equal immortals in the Spirit Lord Realm were often decided by who had more spiritual energy to expend. Unless one side completely overpowered the other by force or interaction of their Daos, both would find it hard to land a killing blow. Immortal bodies were tough and spiritual auras served as a never-ending shield. Thus, it came down to stamina and who would be the first one forced to give up and run. It was during the escape and subsequent chase that beginner immortals had the highest chance of dying.

General Sun understood this and that's why it had confidence. It had already sensed that the shadowy immortal's spiritual energy was less powerful and not as profound. It simply had to wait until the right time to launch a counterattack…

The minutes went by and the stalemate continued. Snow and hail whipped around the monkey's body, protecting it from the storm of shadow spikes that seemed never-ending. Spiritual energy clashed against spiritual energy, one attacking and one defending.

Five minutes…

Ten minutes…

Both sides were now expending their full effort, leaving little in reserve. The monkey was breathing heavily, gasping for breath. Chen Mo, if it was himself, would have already run out of spiritual energy. But since he was connected to the soul realm of the Anatta Soul Nirvana Art, he could call upon the spiritual energy of all other souls since they were all one.

It was a complete ruse and the snow monkey had completely fallen into the real trap without even realizing it. It might have been able to break free if it had brought out its full power at the very beginning. Now, it was simply too late.

Fifteen minutes…

Twenty minutes…

”No… no domain lasts this long!” The monkey muttered, finally sensing something was terribly wrong.