AST 1688 - Death of the third palace master, Qing Shui and the Setting Sun Palace Mistress are injured (1/2)

AST 1688 - Death of the Third Palace Master, Qing Shui and the Sunset Palace Mistress are injured

At this moment, Qing Shui didn’t dare to be careless. Both of his eyes stared at the broken dragon thorn that was piercing over.

This broken thorn emitted a special energy that felt like a spatial lock. Qing Shui wanted to evade, but he couldn’t do so. It wasn’t because his opponent’s speed was fast. It was simply a feeling that he couldn’t evade the strike, no matter how much he wanted to.

Qing Shui’s spiritual sense was very clear. He wouldn’t joke around with his life. Right now, he only had a single method left.

Sacrifice the pawn to protect the king!

Minute Subtlety!

It has been a very long time since Qing Shui had used Minute Subtlety. At the very instant before the dragon thorn pierced into his throat, a marvelous attractive force seemed to guide the thorn downwards in a slanted path.

Chi!

Despite Qing Shui’s fearsome defence, he couldn’t block the penetrative might of that strike. The broken dragon thorn pierced right into his shoulder. The wound was very deep but the dragon thorn didn’t manage to penetrate it cleanly. Qing Shui instantly felt an extremely cold coursing through his entire body.

It wasn’t over yet!

At this instant, Qing Shui suddenly felt an intense chill assailing his senses. This was the ultimate water elemental technique of the Third Palace Master - Frozen Solid!

At this instant, despite having a Nine Yang Body, Qing Shui also felt his heart turn cold from fear. In spite of the chill, Qing Shui was still able to move. If it isn’t for his special physique, he would likely have already turned into a block of ice.

Although he still could move, his movements became much slower. Right now, he was in great danger and didn’t have much time to think. A golden beam of light flashed from the area near his heart.

The Third Palace Master was still very happy when he saw that the dragon thorn managed to pierce into Qing Shui’s shoulder. He knew that not many people could withstand the freezing energy within. Just as he was preparing to use his origin energy to augment the dragon thorn to shatter Qing Shui, he suddenly felt a pain in his brain.

This pain acted up very fast, but the Third Palace Master didn’t believe that there was no cause for this pain. He hurriedly sent his origin Qi, wanting to use it to invade Qing Shui’s body.

But at this very moment, the Marrow Nibbling Golden Dragon Silkworm Qing Shui placed in the Third Palace Master’s body already started to nibble on his brain tissue. Such pain was something unbearable, no matter how strong one was in cultivation.

Very swiftly, the Third Palace Master’s consciousness started to grow blurry. However, his origin qi still invaded Qing Shui’s body, causing more cracks to appear around Qing Shui’s wound.

The meridians around it were broken, but luckily the wound wasn’t near his heart. If the wound was there, things would be extremely troublesome. Broken meridians were something incurable in the Nine Continents. Many cultivators were crippled because their meridians were broken.

To cripple a cultivator, damage to the meridians must be precisely administered. Damage to the meridians near the cultivator’s shoulder wouldn’t be able to disable the cultivator at all. There were plenty of experts who had lost the use of a shoulder, but for those cases, it could still be considered damage to their meridians. Their combat prowess would be affected.

Only if those important meridians near the heart, the central Palace, dantian, or brain were damaged would the cultivator be crippled.

The Third Palace Master had died. He died an extremely swift death. Qing Shui had immense confidence in the abilities of the Marrow Nibbling Golden Dragon Silkworm. He glanced at the gory wound on his shoulder, yet a happy smile could be seen on his face.

He was on the border of life and death in this battle!

If he didn’t have the Marrow Nibbling Golden Dragon Silkworm, he would have no idea how to evade this calamity. At this moment, Qing Shui was completely drenched in his perspiration, yet he couldn’t feel the pain of his shoulder.