Chapter 648: I Am Here To Kill Him (1/2)
Chapter 648: I Am Here To Kill Him
Translator: Sparrow TranslationsEditor: Sparrow Translations
Mo Wuji wielded the Half Moon Weighted Halberd as he swept up a halberd radiance.
If Dao Feng’s blade radiance was falling like leaves in the sky, Mo Wuji’s halberd radiance would be like a fierce wind sweeping up a land of gravels.
The falling leaves brought along forlorn late autumn feels while the gravels swept up the grand and extravagant desert.
Both of them didn’t use their domain because this was not a fight but a duel between a blade dao sacred art and a halberd dao sacred art.
”Boom!” The falling leaves clashed with the grand desert and the entire sky was overwhelming with radiances. Killing intent could be felt everywhere around them as the sky full of falling leaves turned instantly into tiny blades while the grand desert on land exploded and started raging against the leaves.
Dao Feng’s eyes lit up because this was the type of sacred art he wanted. His sacred art was lacking that type of majesty and vigorous because the moment he executed it, what it displayed was a depressing, miserable and chilly attack, just like a wing forward. While Mo Wuji’s Grand Desert’s extravagant and vastness was exactly what he wanted.
Perhaps, today could be the day he obtained what he was lacking the most.
At this instance, even the cultivators on the outside could feel the bone piercing energy emitting from the duel as they all took a step back.
Dao Feng’s excitement was surging and even though the explosive halberd radiance had already torn his clothing and caused multiple scars on his body, he appeared as if he didn’t see it. He continued taking a step forward as he wielded the saber from the inside to the outside.
”Cross Blade Descending Shadow Autumn..” The blade became even more chilly as it brought along a blade intent as if the world was crying while the cross was struck forward.
A blade in the shape of a cross was swung forward and the entire space was split into four sections.
The seemingly scratched space was overwhelming with depressing and chilly energy. If Dao Feng’s first blade was the Autumn Falling Leaves then his second blade would be Mournful Autumn.
Under a space splitting attack like this, everything would be torn apart by the blade. The blade was cold as ice and the strike would definitely not show any mercy on the opponent.
It was really a blade dao of his own and meanwhile, Mo Wuji swung his Half Moon Weighted Halberd once more and the land of desert disappeared.
His first halberd radiance attacked from bottom upwards but now, his halberd radiance was attacking from top to bottom. Once the halberd was wielded, it was no longer a radiance but a long, silver river.
The river started pouring down as it tried to engulf the entire cross.
”Boom boom boom!” The two sacred arts confronted each other as the sky was bursting in explosions yet again. Blade radiance dissipated while the halberd’s shadow started tearing apart.
The desolate autumn was engulfed completely as all they could feel was extravagance and vastness.
”Kacha!” Dao Feng’s hand was burst apart by the tremendous counter attack of Mo Wuji’s halberd shadow but he could only stare blankly at the long river flowing down. This halberd managed to engulf his ‘Cross Blade Descending Shadow Autumn’ sacred art and turned it into a silver river.
Just like his first blade sacred art, his second blade lost to Mo Wuji as well and they shouldn’t even be compared on the same level.
The eyes of Qing Ruoyue, who was watching by the side, instantly lit up. When Dao Feng wielded his first strike, she was so close to tears because facing such a terrifying attack, there should be nothing Mo Wuji could do other than to sacrifice his blood. She couldn’t figure out what methods Mo Wuji had to defend against this attack or maybe he could dodge it in the nick of time.
However, when she saw Mo Wuji’s river came pouring down, she knew that she was wrong. As compared to the chilly cross blade shadow, Mo Wuji’s attack was much more grand and majestic.
Perhaps, this was the true dao, whether it was the blade dao, halberd dao or even the sword dao.
Dao Feng was able use the reason of being embarrassed or wounded to escape but he chose to stare at the river pouring down in torrents. If he were to die under a sacred art like that, he would still consider it to be his good fortune. He was a little regretful that he wouldn’t have the time to gain proper insights on a sacred art like that.
”Kacha!” The immortal energy suddenly solidified as blood started appearing on the corner of Mo Wuji’s mouth.
His Half Moon Weighted Halberd stopped in midair as Mo Wuji was utterly speechless. This Dao Feng fella was simply too ridiculous. Even though his halberd river was strong, it wouldn’t be strong enough to kill Dao Feng but this fella actually chose not to dodge this attack so that he could feel this halberd sacred art firsthand.