Chapter 579: Lifting Of The Hand (1/2)

Chapter 579: Lifting Of The Hand

Translator: Sparrow TranslationsEditor: Sparrow Translations

”Bo Luojin, you are very brave indeed. How dare you not kneel down to pay your respects when the Archbishop is right here?” Feng Lu shouted when he saw Bo Luojin with his heads lowered throughout the whole time while he was in the hall.

As the Archbishop of the East Mon Church, Wu Dian was ruthless and vicious. However, this didn’t mean that he was a fool. Mo Wuji’s silent entrance into the hall, his tone and attitude showed that he didn’t put the Archbishop in his eyes. Naturally, he knew that Mo Wuji was definitely not an ordinary person.

”Men, bring these mad people away…” The moment Wu Dian’s stern voice was heard, hundreds of men in black charged out from both sides of the hall. None of these men was any weaker than Bo Luojin and every single one of them had serious killing intent.

The moment these people appeared, black formless ropes were thrown towards Mo Wuji.

Despite being a student of the An Jing Academy, this was the first time Lou Yueshuang had seen such methods. For ordinary people like herself, this was already far beyond what she could possibly perceived.

At this moment, there were slight movements in the eyes of Qian Zhicheng because he was well aware of what these black ropes were. Don’t underestimate the hundreds of people here because on a real battlefield, these hundreds were capable of going against tens of thousand of people. These black ropes were capable of cleaving off soldiers’ bodies before forming a massive dragnet.

The reason why the Archbishop was able to ride above many countries was because he had many other similarly terrifying methods.

Mo Wuji didn’t even budge an inch and before the black ropes could come close to him, it stopped in mid air. Following which, the black formless ropes turned into countless of sharp arrows before being shot right back at them.

Hundreds of sharp arrows shot every single one of them in the forehead without any exception.

Without any resistance, hundreds of people fell onto the ground. The place ended up being even more quiet than when they entered.

”You…” Wu Dian hurried to stand up as red mist of blood surrounded him. His icy cold killing intent surged as if he was about to explode.

Even so, he simply couldn’t conceal the fear in his heart. Ever since he became the Archbishop, he, Wu Dian, didn’t know what was fear. In his eyes, he was almost like god as he had absolute control over everyone’s life. One word was enough for him to send even a king to death.

Presently, all he felt was fear. Even he couldn’t apprehend Mo Wuji’s method because the mana ropes that he used against Mo Wuji was the epitome of the true power of mana which even cold weapons could not fend against. However, this young man in front of him actually didn’t move an inch and yet these mana ropes turned into sharp arrows and countered.

”Who on earth are you?” Seeing that Mo Wuji had walked over, Wu Dian’s killing intent grew sharper.

Wu Dian raised his hand and multiple red blade radiance were shot at Mo Wuji. Additionally, a few flames appeared as it filled up all the gaps between the blade radiances.

Mo Wuji didn’t bother moving because whether it was the red blade radiance or the flame, they would instantly dissipate without a trace when it came close to him.

In what seemed like a single step, Mo Wuji was already standing right in front of Wu Dian, ”Are you the Archbishop Wu Dian of the East Mon Church?”

Wu Dian’s forehead started sweating profusely as he finally realised that he was no match for the young man in front of him. At this moment, he finally experienced the fear that Qian Zhicheng and Cheng Gu felt earlier on.

”A skillful friend like you would definitely be worthy to sit with the Archbishop of the East Mon Church. Please…” Wu Dian leaned one side as he extended his arm to direct Mo Wuji to a seat beside his.

”Scram!” Mo Wuji kicked and Wu Dian looked like he was swept off his feet by an invisible force before landing roughly beside Qian Zhicheng and Gu Cheng.

Death shrouded Wu Dian and he clearly regretted coming over to An Jing.

Mo Wuji didn’t intend to sit on Wu Dian’s seat because he was never interested in the position of the Archbishop. Honestly, it was really boring for him as a Xuan Immortal to be dealing with these people who were not even considered to be cultivators.

Qian Zhicheng finally felt relieved as he saw Wu Dian landed beside him in cold sweat.

”The technique that you want was what I taught Lou Yueshuang, do you want to learn? Why don’t you try absorbing mana from the cyclic fire spirit channel? Do you know where the cyclic fire spirit channel is? Let me teach you, it is right here,” Mo Wuji said as he pointed to a spot on his middle Dantian.

Wu Dian subconsciously followed Mo Wuji’s directions as he started absorbing mana from that spot. He was astonished when he managed to absorb mana at a rate at least ten times faster than his average.

One must know that as an Archbishop of the East Mon Church, his mana technique was naturally not something others could compare with. However, his mana technique was actually so much worse than a few casual sentence of this young man in front of him.