Chapter 2 — A Bizarre Scene (2/2)

Blood from a human and a group of beasts brought rise to a mesmerizing phoenix dance with a peculiar charm.

Everything, from Yun Wu’s landing at the bottom of the cliff to her discovery of the beasts to the fight, was seen by a pair of unnerving black eyes as fascination slowly materialized in the curving corners of the holder’s closed lips.

“What an interesting little pipsqueak.”

An unmoving shadow, one masked by darkness, watched as Yun Wu struck the beasts and as the latter’s honed claws ripped the flesh on her body. This scene roused a glimmer of bloodthirsty excitement in the shadow’s black eyes. One could tell that he enjoyed this brutal bloodbath and had little to no intentions to interrupt.

Yun Wu quickened her attacks. Nonetheless, resisting a besiege of beasts with her sorry body and the makeshift weapon would inevitably cost her loses.

Her body was already heavily gashed, to begin with. Now, under the beasts’ claws, several more bone-deep wounds appeared. Blood dyed her figure from head to toe.

Suddenly!

Yun Wu stiffened, and her complexion abruptly shifted. Her entire body felt like it was fixed in place. She tried her utmost to free herself but to no avail.

She cursed.

In the next moment, from along her neck to her chest, there came a terrible, burning pain. It was comparable to having ten thousand needles perforating every single acupuncture point on her body. She grit her teeth as she endured the soul-excruciating pain.

Beads of cold sweat slid down her forehead. Her face paled.

Seeing the opportunity, the wolf pack and giant tiger attacked. She had never felt so small and helpless before, and she loathed the feeling of powerlessness. If she really was to die in the mouths of these beasts… she was unwilling, and she would always be unwilling.

“Brat2 countless people in this world are unwilling to depart, but your resistance pleases me quite a bit, so I shall lend you a hand.” An elderly voice loftily sounded in her ears.Yun Wu’s heart violently shook, because the moment that voice fell, she saw a black flame appear out of nowhere and momentarily burn all of the lunging beasts into ashes.

An evening breeze swept by, taking the ashes with it. If it weren’t for the few Iron-Back Wolf corpses still sprawled on the ground, she would’ve believed everything was all a hallucination fabricated by her overexertion.

The hidden man’s eyes widened slightly. He had intended to make a move but was interrupted by that elderly voice. However, the astonishment in his eyes was quickly subdued and replaced with a trace of great delight. His gaze became probing.

“Don’t be too amazed. If it wasn’t because I didn’t have any other choice, I would’ve been too lazy to take action. However, brat, you’ve really surprised me. I’ve been in a deep slumber for thousands of years, and aside from my first master, no one else has ever been able to break my seal. You were able to awaken me, so evidently, you must have potential, but pity… right now, your body… Alas, what a pity. Sleep well, child. Don’t push yourself any further.”

At his words, the prickling pain that had enveloped her entire body was gradually buffered by a warm current. Darkness invaded her consciousness.

VIN: The elderly voice actually addresses himself as “this old fellow” and not first-person pronouns.