Chapter 88 - The Ice Field Soaked in Blood (1/2)

Zhong Yue coughed and spat out a mouthful of clotted blood. He strode quickly towards the position of the Bei God Primordial Spirit that was maneuvering around in evasion of the Fang Blade, as it continued to close the distance with Zhong Yue.

Clearly, Bei Shisong knew very well of the adage of catching a snake by the head; Zhong Yue was severely injured, his prowess heavily impaired, and as long as he was killed, the Fang Blade would cease to be a threat.

"Mister Bei, do you think you can still move?"

Zhong Yue wiped away the blood trickling down his mouth with the back of his hand. The Great Sun Golden Crow, by the prompting of his, Primordial Spirit, commanded the zither string to extended as long as it could. Soon, the zither string reached its limit, stopping at a length of three miles long!

Immediately after, the zither string turned and spiraled around the Bei God Primordial Spirit, encircling it like a hornet's nest encasing it in the middle. Meanwhile, the Fang Blade also followed suit in winding around the Bei God while thrusting and slashing at it incessantly.

The Bei God Primordial Spirit's movements were restricted and a cold sweat rushed out of Bei Shisong's forehead. The zither string was very sharp and incisive, it was after all, the soul weapon forged and refined by one of Swords Gate successors, Jun Sixie. With his current prowess, it was true that he could ward off the zither string; but with the zither string encircling him in tens of rounds, he could only fend against the Fang Blade in hopes of disrupting the zither string so that it would not come close to him!

However, the Fang Blade was thrusting at him incessantly, it pinned down part of his sabers, if he stopped defending, he would be slain dead by this god's fang.

These monster wolves and monster hyenas, there are fifty-six of them, which means fifty-six sabers; I've broken seven away, leaving 49 left. Bei Shisong's Sabre Blade Array is now incomplete, there's a flaw in it!

Rays flashed in Zhong Yue's eyes, he did not go straight for the Bei God Primordial Spirit, instead, he was staring at its body. Fifty-six monster beasts, forty-nine sabers; the sabers were revolving around, the monster beasts were passing the sabers around to those that had their sabers broken so that they could ward off the zither string sword silk and seventeen feet Fang Blade.

One had to admit that Bei Shisong was indeed clever and brilliant, a terribly strong and formidable opponent. Under his command, the forty-nine nine sabers were passed around in the hands of the fifty-six six monster beasts; and yet there was no incoherence nor chaos, everything was smoothly done in an orderly manner, showing no flaws in its form!

What a smart monster Qi Practitioner, so hard to deal with.

Zhong Yue coughed again and another mouthful of blood was spurted out, he lifts his head with a smile on his face, "But our roles are switched, you now are the one defending, and your sabres are lacking in number; the longer the time, the greater the chances you will make a mistake."

A ray flashed in Bei Shisong's eyes, he smirked and said, "With my intelligence and control ability, how is it possible for me to make a mistake? Don't you be proud so quickly, the intense battle between you and I will attract the other monster Qi Practitioners over; I only need to hold a little longer until their arrival, and fear not, it will be very soon."

Zhong Yue smiled and responded, "I'm not dead yet, be at ease, with me being here, you will make a mistake before they will be able to arrive."

His Primordial Spirit controlled the 18 Coral Tree Sword Qis, Xiang Dragon Sword and Wood Sword Qi, and proceeded to launch a vicious salvo of the three right at Bei God Primordial Spirit. However, he was not aiming at the monster beasts on the Bei God's body, but rather, the sabers in their hands!

Myriad rays of Sword Qi rained down like a storm upon Bei Shisong, leaving him no option but to block them all. But in the fleeting silence following the ferocious exchange, the distinct sounds of metal cracking would be heard – another two sabers were broken away by the Fang Blade!

Cold sweat continued to percolate out on Bei Shisong's forehead, he could immediately discern the growing difficulty of maintaining the defensive and offensive efficiency of the revolving sabers around his Primordial Spirit body.

Zheng!

Another saber was broken away.

"Forty-six left."

Zhong Yue said calmly, "And now, forty-five sabers left."

One after another, the sabers continued to shatter into oblivion and Bei Shisong's forehead began flooding in cold sweat, this was the first time he has ever encountered such a dire situation.

Lost – I've been defeated by a petty human child. Now, the only question is, the price I'll have to pay for my defeat….

His eyes suffused in a flashing light, suddenly, a sinister pair of wings spanned out from his back as he launched into the air, the Bei God Primordial Spirit quickly following behind. In the meantime, the monster wolves and monster hyenas that were bound to the Primordial Spirit dispersed, hurriedly chasing after Jun Sixie like a flood of ants.

"Hahaha, this is being decisive to cut loss quickly, and the diversion tactic!"

Bei Shisong's voice grew indistinct as he flew away, he guffawed in conceit, "Brat, your identity will be exposed, after I leave, the true paragons of the monster race will be coming after you! Who do you think it'll be, Gu Hongzi or Lang Qingyun?"

All of a sudden, a calm and indifferent voice came behind him, "Whoever it is, your life can't be salvaged."

His hairs tingled and his heart skipped a beat, he shouted in fear and shock as he saw Zhong Yue riding atop lightning as he flashed over to him accompanied by the cacophonous rumbles of thunder, "You … aren't you incapable of flying?! You've come after me, what about Jun Sixie? Are you going to let her die in the claws of my wolves and dholes?"

"You're quite wrong, Mister Bei."

Zhong Yue flashed over at great speed, Krong! Breaking through the sound barrier, he controlled the zither string sword silk and thrust it over at Bei Shisong, his voice cold and imperious, "I never said I can't fly, I just don't have an airborne combat skill in my arsenal. My Horizontal Thunder Control is faster than any winged flying skill, it is just the agility that it is lacking; hence, I try to refrain from using it in such unpredictable situations such as combat. But if you truly insist on competing with me in pure speed … then I am happy to oblige! After I've killed you, I'll still have time to turn around and save Senior Martial Sister Jun!"

In time taken to say this, he had already closed the distance between Bei Shisong and himself to a mile. No matter how hard Bei Shisong tried, the manifestation of his flying skill was a pair of wings, it was not easy for a pair of fully extended wings to break through the sound barrier – the flowing gale of the wind will always pale against the supreme velocity of lightning. He was doomed to fail the moment he opted to escape from Zhong Yue's Horizontal Thunder Control with a mere flap of his wings.

Chui——

The zither string sword silk shot over, a slight jitter of the string and Bei Shisong was beheaded; but Zhong Yue did not stop there, with a shift of thoughts, the zither string twisted in the air and proceeded to eviscerate Bei Shisong's head and body into mince, the different parts of his body no longer distinguishable from one another.

After Bei Shisong's death, Zhong Yue immediately turned around; the landscape then filled with a blinding flash of lightning as Zhong Yue shot towards Jun Sixie!