Chapter 890 - Wash the Sin with Blood (2/2)

When Jiang Fei and Ariel returned to the battlefield, the battle was already about to close its curtain. It was somewhat wrong to call it a battle since it was a one-sided massacre. The Mutants might be of a higher level but they lacked any proficiency in close-quarter combat. Martial artists were the bane of their existence.

The main factor that led to their victory was Lincoln's miscalculation. He had genuinely thought that his plan was flawless and had never even thought of having his ranged attackers protected.

Only when the battle was about to reach its conclusion, the Scarlet Hunters started to realize something was wrong. It took them too long to realize since they ran with everything they had to reach their position far ahead and close to the beach. The distance between the battle and the Scarlet Hunters was too large. Even if they tried to push themselves beyond their limit to reach in time, they would have only arrived at the now silent field of dead bodies of their fallen comrades.

”Finish them! Now!” Jiang Fei roared. Based on the information 0541 had given him, the Scarlet Hunters and the main Mutant group led by Lincoln were on their way there.

It was only obvious that the ranged attackers Mutant group had already relayed the information to the other Mutants. Right then, Lincoln ordered every Mutant available then to charge towards the back, to avenge their fallen comrades.

Jiang Fei's roar was nothing but adding salt to the sea. Every martial artist was already fueled with rage, granting them extraordinary strength and vigor at killing the Mutants.

”Urgh!”

When Jiang Fei was killing a few stronger Mutants that others could not handle, he heard a familiar scream. Nervously, he searched around for the source and found Chen Xuanming piercing his sword through a Mutant's head. At the same time, there was a large icicle protruding from his chest. It was a miracle that the man could still even stand when that icicle looked like it had punctured through his lungs and, hopefully not, his heart.

”Mr. Jiang Fei! Please save my master!” cried a Level 3 Soaring Cloud Sect disciple as he was on his knees. Chen Xuanming had taken too much damage that the only thing that was keeping him alive was sheer willpower. No miracle pills of the martial artist circle could save him now. Only Jiang Fei's could.

”I will,” Jiang Fei declared and quickly dashed towards Chen Xuaming and made three pills.

”Don't… Don't waste them on me… This one has accepted his fate…” Chen Xuanming tried his best to talk but blood was choking on him.

”Pills can be made easily but human life comes once in a lifetime, literally,” Jiang Fei barked before trying to pry open Chen Xuanming's mouth to force-feed him the pills.

”Heh… Please… take care of my treasure disciples…” Chen Xuanming smiled and closed his eyes. He then lifted his hands and placed them on his chest where his heart was. Before Jiang Fei realized what he was doing, it was already too late as Chen Xuanming vomited so much blood and died. It was then Jiang Fei realized that Chen Xuanming had uses his qi to shatter his own veins to kill himself. It was a skill that was easy to learn, Pulse Shattering.

”...”

Jiang Fei was at lost of words. The man was so determined to die in the battlefield that even when Jiang Fei could literally restore him back to full health, Chen Xuaming had killed himself.

”Brother Chen, I will be with you shortly! This brother of yours will be coming with you!” cried Feng Xuanyi not far from where Chen Xuanming had died.

Maddened with rage, fueled with determination, and strengthened with sheer willpower, Feng Xuanyi walked through the battlefield like Death itself, reaping away the souls of anyone who was in his path. He had never even thought of dodging or evading attacks. Instead, he welcomed them to his battle-hardened body.

”Sigh… What a waste…” Jiang Fei sighed. He then understood that Chen Xuanming and Feng Xuanyi had steeled their decision to die right there and then.

”They are trying to wash away the sins of the Soaring Cloud Sect with their own blood!” said Bai Wanli melancholically.

”It was inevitable. If they do not put their lives on the line for the alliance, they would only be charged with treason and sentenced to death when they return to China. Brother Chen and Brother Feng understood this and had decided to use their life to the sake of the sect! It was to carve a path for those that were left here! For the future of their own disciples!” said Granny Jinghua, with tears pouring down her wrinkled cheeks.