Chapter 1228: Grieving The Fragility Of Life (1/2)

Chapter 1228: Grieving The Fragility Of Life

Translator: Sparrow TranslationsEditor: Sparrow Translations

In everyone's eyes, Mo Wuji would definitely be shattered by the Great Art of Thunderclap's lightning-type laws. Even Lei Hongji, who was about to escape, stopped.

Mo Wuji seemed to have used a lightning-type skill back in the cultivation world. However, that low-levelled lightning skill was completely different from his Great Art of Thunderclap powered by the primordial Lightning Law.

There was no need to talk about how Mo Wuji didn't have lightning-type spiritual roots. Even if he did, he would get shattered into pieces if he was struck by the lightning of the Great Art of Thunderclap.

But now, Mo Wuji actually wasn't running away? Was he courting his own death?

A thought flashed across Lei Hongji's mind. It didn't matter whether Mo Wuji was courting his own death. It was best if he ran away for now. If Mo Wuji was really courting his own death, then he would rush back.

At the very next instant, Lei Hongji knew who was the one that was courting death. It wasn't Mo Wuji, but him. The immense force of the Mortal Dao Laws wrapped around him. He was momentarily unable to escape and the breath of death instantly enveloped him.

The boundless lightning landed on Mo Wuji's body. However, besides causing some blood to splash out of Mo Wuji's body, it did not do anything to stop Mo Wuji from his actions. His halberd did not falter as it continued to slash out with deathly might.

Lei Hongji frantically tried to struggle out of the restraints of the Mortal Dao Laws. Unfortunately, he had expended too much of his energy with that Great Art of Thunderclap. Against these Dao Laws, he was barely able to tear a tiny gap in the domain wrapping around him. However, by the time he did that, the beautiful, white halberd light had descended.

Lei Hongji stared at that halberd light in despair. He seemed to see a sad setting sun. It was beautiful, but it was short-lived.

At this instant, the image of a girl flashed across his eyes. She wasn't the most beautiful girl but she seemed delicate and bright. He only knew that she was called Su Rou'Er…

No matter what he had done, and no matter how many people he had killed in order to reach the peak, there was still a clean and pure spot in the depths of his heart. This spot was reserved for Su Rou'Er. Unfortunately, he never got to that day.

”Pff!” Blinding red light filled his eyes as a flower of blood exploded in front of him. Lei Hongji could hear his sea of consciousness collapsing and his spirit channels and dantian shattering. At the same time, his primordial spirit was extinguished by that beautiful setting sun.

Mo Wuji didn't show any courtesy as he tore open Lei Hongji's world. No matter what their enmity was, it would end today and turn into dust.

When Mo Wuji managed to deal against the Great Art of Thunderclap, Luo Xu knew that they had lost the advantage. He did not hesitate to turn and escape. Although Tian Hen could fight against Luo Xu, he was still slightly weaker than Luo Xu. If Luo Xu wanted to escape, Tian Hen had no means of preventing it.

Mo Wuji had just killed Lei Hongji. Even if he desperately wanted to kill Luo Xu, he couldn't be at two places at the same time.

A chilly killing intent which seemed capable of piercing into your bones shot out from the other side of the universe. This killing intent had directly blocked Luo Xu's path of escape. As Luo Xu anxiously tried to change his direction, this killing intent had already sliced through Luo Xu's head.

Like that killing intent, a female stepped out from what seemed like the other side of the universe. With another sweep of her hand, an icy cold energy had wrapped around Luo Xu's primordial spirit, rapidly weakening it.

”It's you? Sage Bing Ying?” Luo Xu's soul gradually scattered. If there was another person that he feared, it would definitely be Sage Bing Ying.

In this universe, the strongest Sage among the eight Sages wasn't him. Instead, it was Bing Ying. The remaining seven were Luo Xu, Tian Hen, Qing Yuan, Huan Ti, Fo Ti, Tai Luan and the Sage Nun.

Sage Bing Ying had disappeared before the previous Cataclysm. He didn't think that she would appear again during the World-Ending Cataclysm. Not only that, he had lost his life under Sage Bing Ying.

When Lei Hongji was killed and when Luo Xu tried to escape, Tai Luan also tried to run away. It was just that Tai Luan didn't even manage to get as far as Luo Xu before he was smacked back into the battlefield by a tree root. After which, Yuan Zhenyi's fist arrived. On that very spot, Tai Luan was smashed into a fog of blood and his soul was destroyed.

He didn't think that he would have died so soon after Tai Shixiao. If Heng Zuo hadn't turned against them, he might actually have been able to escape.

Heng Zuo clasped his fists towards Yuan Zhenyi, ”I was forced to come here by Luo. I am an acquaintance of Dao Friend Mo, so I didn't use my full powers previously.”

Yuan Zhenyi also knew that Heng Zuo didn't use his full powers previously. Thus, he didn't care about Heng Zuo, but charged towards Fo Ti who was tangling with the Sage Nun. Seeing that Yuan Zhenyi had not acted against him, Heng Zuo then turned to fight Yuan Jie with his full might. Since he had rebelled, he needed to express it. After all, he wasn't the one that killed Tai Luan.

”Yingxian…” Mo Wuji saw the female who killed Luo Xu and cried out in pleasant surprise.