870 The Celestial Luck Banner (1/2)
Almost immediately, the saber light spilled over like a storm, intensely focused on the bony bandit. A saber materialized out of thin air, almost invisible due to its speed, as it shot straight for the fatal spot between the fat bandit's brows.
For the first time, the saber truth, Destiny Blade, greeted the Bound of Universe!
Merciless Blade, Merciless Dao – the styles were directed at different targets but they had been executed concurrently.
A splatter of blood gleamed following the form as the bandits drew back almost simultaneously with loud cries. The fat one hurriedly cried out, ”Who are you? This is a misunderstanding, have mercy….”
Yun Yang remained stoic but his saber light exploded with sheer intensity.
Saber Laic – another realm seemed to emerge right before the two bandits.
The bandits' upper bodies, their shoulders, and their chests, were littered with wounds. They staggered as they withdrew, bleeding heavily. Both of them were terrified and agitated; wielding their weapons fervently, they attempted to put up a defense, but there was no stopping the absorbing laic attacks.
Ultimately, they managed to parry the saber form based on their proficient cultivation base and self-defending mystical Qi; they remained alive but injured. However, what caused their despair to grow even more debilitating came at the very next moment.
Black and white, Yin and Yang, two beams of opposite yet complementing saber light flashed into existence in the sky. The Destiny Blade's saber forms presented themselves consecutively, continuing their saber legend in the Bound of Universe.
”Life and Death in a Thought!” Yun Yang's icy voice rang out.
”Stop! We're –”
Gripped in the horrible feeling of death, both bandits shouted in hopes of salvaging the situation. It was too late. Before they finished their words, their heads were already soaring through the air as blood spurted from the gaping cuts, putting an end to the battle.
A blink of violet and Yun Yang stood tall thirty feet away, staring into the distance as the beheaded corpses that had yet to collapse jetted blood from their necks. After a while, two soft thuds could be heard; the corpses had succumbed and fallen to the earth.
Almost at once, two mystical auras slipped into Yun Yang's deific consciousness. The youth's brow arched.
This was most probably the karmic force of this realm, existing much stronger in this present form than in the Tianxuan Continent. The karmic force of killing two people like this was much more than that when he killed hundreds of wrongdoers in Tianxuan Continent. It was a considerable harvest.
The outcome delighted Yun Yang, but he still experienced conflicting emotions…
The little fatty Qian Duoduo stared at Yun Yang in a stupor before his frozen gaze shifted to the two corpses. He screamed with all his might, ”Ah! Ahh! Ahh! Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh, my land! Oh my heaven!”
”Are you out of your mind?” Yun Yang asked with a frown.
'I've helped him kill his enemy, but here he is, shrieking like a lunatic without any sense of joy… What is he up to? Has he gotten inebriated from excessive acting?'
Yun Yang was already annoyed with him, but his irritation grew even further. Yet, as he turned to look, he could not help widening his eyes too.
Ghostly images of two banners popped out above the two corpses laid on the ground. They hovered in the air, fluttering softly. It was a sight never before seen. Despite the flags being only a shadow, it was obvious that they were glimmering. If it were not for their ephemeral appearance, it was like the banners were real! It was remarkably strange.
After proficient cultivators died, their spiritual essence would show due to their significant cultivation base. They could even enter the cycle of reincarnation consciously. Such occurrences were not rare. It was unusual, however, to have two banners jump out of the dead bodies like this. What did it mean?
This situation was completely beyond Yun Yang's experience and knowledge! Despite his wisdom and calm, he was still bewildered, asking with a frown, ”What is this?”
The question was, of course, posed to Qian Duoduo, a local of the Bound of Universe.
Surprisingly, just as Yun Yang finished his question, the two banners were already rising into the air and vanishing quickly as they drifted up. All traces of their existence quickly disappeared.
Little fatty shrieked with all his might, ”The Celestial Luck Banner! It's the green Celestial Luck Banner! Ah, it's the Celestial Luck Banner! We're doomed! We're doomed!”
”Doomed? What are you shrieking at? Summoning spirits?” Yun Yang scolded as he slapped the agitated culprit straight across his face.
Qian Duoduo was in total despair.
”Boss, we're in deep sh*t…”
”Deep sh*t?”