424 Rejoice in the Power of the Nine Supremes! (1/2)

The person did not get the respite he was looking for. Just as his mystical Qi had been expended and all his energy had been exhausted, his body fell into the Niello Bear's tight embrace. For once, he could only gasp out air without any fresh air to fill his lungs. With a sharp tightening of the Niello Bears arms, three of his bones broke with a series of cracks.

The fact that he hadn't been instantly pulverized was the result of his proficient cultivation base and the profound defense mystical Qi within him, a force that the Niello Bear could not break apart.

However, the contact allowed the person to finally regain a much-needed break from flying. He cried aloud with specks of blood flecking his saliva; his sword glimmered radiantly again as the berserk swordsman released a wave of indestructible sword energy.

In that instant, he depleted every drop and every ounce of energy within his body.

The person was filled with endless loathing, a loathing for this black bear that had destroyed his grand plan.

Not only should the bear die, it must die!

The Niello Bear continued growling wildly, grappling with the swordsman without letting up in the slightest. The duo continued fighting in the collapsing building, smog rising up to hide the occasion behind a screen of dust.

Yun Yang's eyes prickled with slight heat.

The swordsman's true capability was higher than that of Yun Yang; the Niello Bear that could not even stand up to Yun Yang would never have defeated the swordsman despite having the advantage of the first strike. The swordsman knew it, Yun Yang knew it, the Niello Bear knew it as well. It had still done what it did without looking back; just like Yun Yang, it had gone with its impulse for comradeship, having no regrets even if it meant that it had to die.

Before the lethal battle began, it had first tossed the Moire Python, its mortal enemy, away.

The meaning was obvious – Go first, I'll cover for you!

The Moire Python hissed, trying to free itself from Yun Yang's hands with all its might and rush back. Yun Yang held onto the snake with a death grip, plucking Whitey Three that was heavily wounded into his embrace, and tossed two balls of air of vitality out before he fled towards the west gate.

He had acted recklessly once.

There would never be a second time.

If he and the Moire Python were to rush back, there would be no meaning to the bear's sacrifice.

With that despondent thought in mind, Yun Yang immediately began to flee.

However, he could not help looking back, feeling his heart ache with a sharp pang.

He still held onto the hope that the big and muscular creature would charge over and catch up to them, huffing and puffing.

He hoped that it could turn into the innocent, tiny, little bear again.

As he continued to hope, the chaotic noise that emanated from the collapsed building was slowly dying down.

Yun Yang sighed softly and sped up his forward motion. He could already see the west gate's shadow.

Whitey Two swooped down abruptly.

Shangguang Lingxiu and squad were already observing the sky closely for any sign of movement and some men were already arranged by the gate's sides. When the anticipated Supreme Cloud finally arrived, over two hundred warriors would attack simultaneously under Shangguan Lingxiu's command.

Amidst the flying flesh and splattering blood, a passage was forcefully cleared from the west gate's defenses.

Ziyou's attention was concentrated on the city. Despite the gate having secure defenses and numerous cultivators guarding it, their true abilities were still lacking compared to those involved in the city's battle. Shangguan Lingxiu's ambush was abrupt and unexpected; Ziyou's army was not even certain about what had happened when the attack came.

Wasn't Supreme Cloud in the city?

Why are we being attacked?

Are we being attacked by ghosts?

No, it had to be men from Yutang that had come to Supreme Cloud's assistance!

The Ziyou army reacted reasonably quickly as enemy troops rushed over, but it was already too late.

The city gate had fallen!

As Yun Yang swooped down, still glinting with saber light, he howled out loud, ”Follow me out of the city!”

The glinting saber light bright as a dragon's flame. The city gate that was shut tight with a thousand-catty floodgate had no chance against the Divine Edge; a large hole was quickly carved out with a crash as Yun Yang charged out amidst the roiling smog.

Shangguan Lingxiu followed close behind as two hundred soldiers raced out of the city.

Behind them, countless Deicide arrows gave chase; it was a dense flock, covering the sky and sun.

However, the arrows went no further than the large hole in the gate made by Yun Yang; they were barely lethal.

Shangguan Lingxiu had only about two hundred men, but each of them was a veteran who had been through hundreds of wars. Once they got out of the city, they spread out.