Chapter 469 - Blood Seeking Sword - Slaughter Arts (1/2)
It was said that a cultivator who had entered a state of rage was volatile and uncontrollable. This was the truth. But the ones who stand at the peak know how to use their rage to their advantage, and Wang Ling knew this all too well.
”Yuan Qing, Yuan Ming, help me entrap them when I begin the battle. Can you do that?”
”We have a way.”
”Thank you.” He said as he put on another mask.
His killing intent was rampaging still, but his head was clear. He knew what it was needed to be done, his steps resumed, his killing intent quickly receded into his body, and the Heaven's Edge Sword and an unnamed pair resonated with a hum.
They came to him, sword at hand, killing intent pushing his back, and their lives
Wang Ling… closed his eyes, the Bell of the Heaven's echoed, his soul accepted it all, and then, the flood of Revenants came with a sword in hand.
The Revenants intended to fully kill him, a person with Holy Qi. The Revenants craved for his Primordial Essence inside the member of the Origin Races. The Revenants care little for Deities or Beasts with Deity bloodline, but they would do anything to kill anyone with Holy Qi and Hellish Qi.
These Revenants would be devoid of thought as they ravage anything in their path to reach the location of the Primordial Essence. They would kill for the Primordial Essence, they would die to collect them, thus, Wang Ling lured them with Primordial Essence of his own.
The Revenants got into range, their minds were freed from the grasps of the Abyss, but their d.e.s.i.r.es were not overwritten. They retrieved their minds with the command of retrieving the Primordial Essence, thus, they brandished their swords.
Blood Seeking Sword: Blood Falls.
Blood Seeking Sword: Culling River.
Blood Seeking Sword: Sunrise Blood.
The oscillating sword slashes flashed turning into a net. Sharp, deadly, and without a way to escape, it was the perfect trap, but, Wang Ling did not budge, ”Seeing it now, I can see how much I have stagnated. Good thing I do more practice and internal introspection in this lifetime.” Wang Ling's steps did not falter.
In Wang Ling's first life, he was an unstoppable killing machine who spared none, he massacred indiscriminately any Faction who got in his way.
In his second life he killed the moment he knew who it was he needed to end, he slaughtered everyone he considered an enemy.
The third life was him already enlightened at the path that he walked. His sword intent was that of [Pure Death], allowing him to see through the necessity of being soft. His calmness broadened his fighting method and allowed him a much more efficient path. He was more willing to sacrifice everything to kill his opponent. He was merciless even to himself.
The Revenants were him, but he was not them, because no matter what they do, they could only be the Second Life, and Wang Ling was long past that sort of existence. He was beyond his previous self.
His unfaltering heart moved him to retaliate, his hands moved, his sword moved, and then… only he moved, ”Twilight Sword: Crossing the Void.”
Everything was silent with the movement of his left sword. But clear to the n.a.k.e.d eyes, the sword slashes were torn apart by the explosion of qi that warped space itself.
Fwu! BOOM!
The wind picked up, the ground upturned, and carried the massive force to the Revenants. All of the Revenants reacted to the attack, they ducked and then swung their swords to blow away the sword, but, Wang Ling had already gotten through the billowing dust.
With his movement, water appeared from out of nowhere as the twins proceeded to create a water dome around Wang Ling and the Revenants, ”Origin Water Art: Temple of the Lord — Reversed Flow.”
The technique the two used in keeping out the Revenants when Qinyang fought them appeared but this time, instead of keeping them from entering, it was from escaping the dome. The Revenants were momentarily distracted. Wang Ling clicked his tongue.
”You Impostors are really making me bear a bad name.” Wang Ling gathered his strength to his fist, Holy Qi emerged, and then the flow was set ablaze. A white flame slithered out of his frame, filling the room with its brilliance.
”Heavenly Flame Arts: World Devouring Serpent!”
Angel suddenly appeared by his side, the two connected their minds and intents with each other, ”BURN!” Wang Ling shouted as he poured more and more qi into the serpent's form enlarging it, filling the entire dome with nothing but its open maw.
The Revenants saw these and fought back, they tried pushing back the serpent of flames with their swords and qi, only to be brought inside the body of the Serpent. Inside, they found their target, awaiting them—slash— a single stroke separated their heads from their shoulders, a single movement took a life.