Chapter 173 Life and Death (2/2)

The flying serpent reached Yuqing Mountain within seconds, hovering over the peak with its gargantuan length of several hundreds of meters long. The spectacle of the huge leviathan unhinged many young defenders that their knees almost buckled. Was this the ancient dragon from the legends?

The vicious beast emitted a fearsome roar, sending a powerful shockwave that hit every heavily-wounded defender, rendering their injuries even worse. Master Xuanji's expression turned somber and white. He might be able to hold off Patriarch Guanshan, but the odds were badly against him with the addition of a dragon with powers of the Nascent Soul Realm! Common warriors of Core Forming Realm were nothing but mere specks of dirt before them!

Perched imperiously on his dragon, Patriarch Guanshan laughed triumphantly. ”How dare you raise arms against me! For your transgressions, you should have all been dead. But I am merciful! Surrender now and I will spare you!”

His voice echoed across the entire stronghold of Yuqing Mountain; an indomitable tyrant that ruled supreme, wielding the life and death of every single defender at his fingertips. Many amongst the defenders crumbled, their confidence and resolve shattered like glass, as they began to show signs of yielding. But there were more who refused to give in. ”Demon! How dare you wreak havoc upon this fair earth!” Some began yelling, ”We'll fight you to the end!”

”Ah?” Patriarch Guanshan glared at the defiant person who spoke. Two shafts of death-rays shot from the Patriarch's eyes, instantly killing the poor man. The demonic founder of the Skygale Sect swung his sword again, sending another projectile of energy that immediately obliterated another contingent of more than twenty Core Forming Realm warriors.

Gasps of shock and horror escaped several mouths from the crowd while some began shivering with fear. Their final ounce of morale completely demolished. There was nothing left of their faith and conviction. Several defenders immediately collapsed to their knees, crying loudly, ”We'll gladly surrender to you, great Patriarch!”

So began the plummet. Many more began following suit, plopping to their knees and prostrating themselves humbly to the tyrant in the sky. Patriarch Guanshan began roaring in laughter proudly, ”Very good! Very good! All of you are now under the dominion of the Skygale Sect!”

One after another, the defenders surrendered to the superior might of Patriarch Guanshan. The defenders had lost. The Elders stood with contempt before the Coalesced Colors Hall, still unwilling to give up. The Four Elders of the Skygale Sect flew to the Patriarch and whispered into his ears.

Patriarch Guanshan listened intently to the reports of his captains and threw a gaze at the Coalesced Colors Hall before swinging his sword again, sending another projectile that curved in a slight arc at the great hall. With a yelp of fright, Elder Zhou threw himself into the way of the auric blade and tried to parry the blow. But the force was simply too powerful for him; it overwhelmed his strength and Elder Zhou began falling to the ground, internally injured.

”Old Man Zhou!” Elder Ding screamed. He flew up to catch his colleague although he instantly realized that Elder Zhou was already dying. His heart had been crushed by the impact and Elder Zhou breathed his last.

His disciples immediately rushed forward, tears streaming down their faces, crying, ”Teacher!”

Elder Ding could not contain his rage. He turned into an aura of light that shot straight at Patriarch Guanshan, hoping to seek retribution for his fallen comrade. But the monstrous dragon needed only to whip its tail at him, and batted him off the sky, leaving the old man injured with cracked ribs as he spat a mouthful of blood.

With a hateful and scathing look, Patriarch Guanshan sent forth another auric blade to kill Elder Ding for good. Just then, the hulking edifice of the Coalesced Colors Hall shook with a sudden wave of strength! A white ray of light, radiant and bright, poured from the doors of the entrance and instantly nullified the Patriarch's attack.

The doors opened larger, groaning with suppressed rage as Xiao Chen stepped out, cloaked in a stunning radiance with all the glory and might of a God! Everyone beheld the sight of his advent with held breaths. This power, this aura! The Nascent Soul Realm!