AST 2358 - The Deitys Decree and the Secret Mystical Technique (1/2)

AST 2358 - The Deity's Decree and the Secret Mystical Technique

Giant waves were formed. Water splashing everywhere, water droplets penetrating steel, the sound of the wind whistling filled the air, sharp enough to penetrate gold.

The tooth necklace emitted a ring of white light, blocking the water waves. But the Water Emperor’s armor was not just any ordinary armor. It was now a desperate fight of vitality.

“The battle is going to end right now. I’m not going to play around with you anymore. I’ll send you off!”

The Ghost King took a pale gold “Deity's Decree” and hit it, making the surroundings suddenly become silent. After he threw this decree out, a gold light appeared and shrouded the entire area.

All of a sudden, everyone felt their own strength drop, their bodies as heavy as lead.

“Water Emperor, if I kill you now, wouldn’t it be as easy as flipping my palm?” The Ghost King snickered guiltlessly.

Qing Shui’s brows furrowed. This decree was extremely powerful, as his own powers were diminished by half. Fortunately, it seemed that he could quickly recover; the Battle God Halo power that was previously used was still present, which made Qing Shui sigh in relief.

Still, the Water Emperor was panicking on the inside. It would be too much a waste if he lost the battle like this.

“This is the Deity’s decree. Even though it only carries a hint of divine will, it is enough. I wouldn’t have used it randomly, as it is far too precious. For you to have resisted me so, your death has already been decided.”

“Beiyuan Cao, can’t you see? At best, the Beiyuan family will be mere puppets. You’re just giving everything up on a silver platter.” the Water Emperor chided Beiyuan Cao.

“The Ghost King’s aim is not to conquer the Water Nation. This is merely the first step. We aim to unite all nations to form a greater and stronger country. When that happens, the Beiyuan family will gain many benefits,” Beiyuan Cao said unhurriedly.

“That’s enough. You’ve rambled on for long enough. It’s time for your whole clan to die, but I have to say I really like your daughter.” The Ghost King chuckled with a blatant disregard for others.

“Hey, you’re really disgusting on top of being hideous. I don’t even want to know who accidentally gave birth to you…” Qing Shui didn’t want to speak, but he wanted to help the Water Emperor. He didn’t think that this old ghost would suddenly get Nalan Qing involved in his ugly mess.

The Ghost King was very ugly. Even though it had something to do with his cultivation techniques, he was ugly to begin with. He hated being called ugly by others the most. In his youth, a woman whom he desired didn’t like him for his appearance and he had killed her in a fit of rage.

Now that he was older, he was not as crazy, but this kind of deep-rooted stigma did not change. Now listening to someone not just call him ugly, but hideous, made anger pool inside him. He set his sights on Qing Shui, “I will make sure you know what being dead is while still living, and make you become a creature more disgusting than I am.

“I’ll just say it. You by yourself isn’t enough. I can simply annihilate you. How long do you think your decree will last?” Qing Shui snickered.

“Half an hour. No, just fifteen minutes will do. It’s time to die!”

The Ghost King immediately waved his bone weapon and charged toward Qing Shui.

The Water Emperor naturally wanted to intercept the Ghost King but before he could do so, Qing Shui speedily launched his Divine Soldier Soaring Blade, while applying Emperor’s Qi onto the Ghost King.

Following a loud crash, both parties flew backward in silence.

If the Water Emperor had taken that violent blow, he would have gotten seriously injured or maybe even died, but now he was all fine and did not sustain any injuries. He was wearing a big smile on his face as he turned to Qing Shui. He was fearful of taking that blow, but the impact on his body was just a hollow feeling. It was like biting one’s gums and sucking in a breath, or hitting oneself on the chest. Although the hit sounded unpleasant, it was not actually painful.

Art of Pursuing!