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

His body was still very strong. The Nine Yang physique was able to ward off the cold in his body. He was slowly recovering, Qing Shui gritted his teeth and wrenched the broken thorn out of his body as he coughed out blood. The intense pain caused his body to tremble violently as he let out a groan of misery.

He took out some golden needles to seal his meridians, and used a drop of water from the Spring of Life to wash the wound first before using Golden Ointment Powder on it. When all that was done, he swiftly took out some bandages and wrapped them around the injured area.

All this happened within the span of a single breath. Qing Shui didn’t dare delay for too long. The battle had yet to end but the death of the Third Palace Master caused chaos to erupt from the experts under him. The death of a supreme expert could cause the situation to change abruptly.

The Sunset Palace Mistress took this chance and launched a sure-kill technique, breaking off the arm of one of the old men. Her opponent was distracted for a moment because of the death of the Third Palace Master.

WIth immense spirit, one could conquer mountains and rivers. This location was considered their territory, while the Eastern Peak Dragonwolf Palace had to travel so far. It was inevitable their aura and morale would be slightly weakened.

Qing Shui initially thought that he still needed to act. He didn’t expect the death of the Third Palace Master would instantly cause the battle situation to change.

These people were all supreme experts and should have perfected their states of heart. However, humans were all like this. People who wouldn’t flinch in the face of death were very rare, very very rare.

The remaining old man suddenly executed a technique that caused his figure to grow faint. The dragon thorn in his hand transformed into an oily dark-color as he stabbed towards the Sunset Palace Mistress.

Brand of Life, Soul Chasing Strike!

Muyun Qingge’s countenance changed. At this moment, Qing Shui rapidly rushed over but because of the distance, he couldn’t be there in time.

Muyun Qingge was closer and she was prepared for something like this to happen earlier. She sent out a burst of energy that shifted the Sunset Palace Mistress.

This made it so that the Palace Mistress was able to evade the strike to the heart, but her stomach was pierced through.

Only then did Qing Shui arrive. The Golden Battle Halberd smashed down with no mercy, onto the body of that old man.

Qing Shui could fight evenly against the Third Palace Master, but it was clear that these remaining enemies were not on his level. The old man naturally collapsed under the might of that strike and died.

The remaining old man only had a single arm left. Right now, both parties were already at a state where one wouldn’t give up until the others died. He didn’t beg for mercy because he knew it was useless. If he did so, this wouldn’t be a life-and-death battle.

Qing Shui caught hold of the Palace Mistress. The wound to her stomach was very deep and he didn’t dare to be careless. He hurriedly took out his golden needles to seal the meridians and vessels around the wound to stop the flow of blood. Staring at that beautiful face of the Palace Mistress, her countenance was a pale, sickly white.

Muyun Qingge was completely enraged. She went all out against the remaining old man, and because of her anger, her attacking power rose sharply. Her anger caused her blood to be ignited, granting her even more strength. This was especially true for those with unique bloodlines.

The injuries the Sunset Palace Mistress had suffered were very serious. Right now, Qing Shui was taking care of her. Qing Shui was proficient in the medical arts and held her in his arms. The Palace Mistress was also holding on to him very tightly, as though she was afraid that Qing Shui would leave her.

“Am I going to die soon?” The Palace Mistress felt her life force vanishing after being struck by that unique weapon. The place of her injury was near her Dantian, and it was undoubtedly an extremely serious one. If nothing unexpected happened, she would most probably become a cripple in the future.

“With me here, nothing will go wrong. Believe in me.” Qing Shui spoke assuredly.

“I believe you. I have always trusted you. I’m fine... just put me down and assist them. I don’t want any of my subordinates to be injured.” The Palace Mistress propped herself up and stood there unyieldingly, supported by the strength of her spirit.

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