Chapter 18: A Song That Wrenches The Hear (2/2)
Even the ground started shaking as many deafening explosions occurred. The house collapsed, pillars went flying, and a huge fire was started. This caused the entire Blood Eagle Mansion to be engulfed in a sea of flame.
The black clothed and domineering men from earlier were all frightened, and they had deathly pale faces; they escaped in the midst of the disaster. There were also those with piercing cries of despair that screamed like pigs being butchered.
“In the end, what’s happening?”
San Ye screamed loudly, but he still stood there, standing in the middle of the spreading flames as a black aura consumed his face like an evil ghost.
“San Ye, that bastard Feng Fei Yun hid some elite troops inside the twenty eight large carriages, as well as some fire oils and thunder explosive crystals. Now, the entire Blood Eagle Mansion has been destroyed.”
Boss Wu stumbled from the flames, and he kneeled in front San Ye; his face blackened by the fire, and a large chunk of his hair was burned off. His mouth exhaled smoke – words couldn’t describe the patheticness of the scene.
“Useless waste!”
San Ye’s entire body shook from rage, and a heavenly palm came out, turning into dark black clouds, tearing Boss Wu into pieces – blood and flesh scattered across the floor.
The twenty eight large carriages had four chests each, and each chest had two men hidden inside; thus, the total was two hundred and twenty four hidden elites from the city guard.
These two hundred and twenty four guards were truly the real elite; in one shot, they fractured the Eagle Claw gang to the core.
They appeared to repair the gallery roads, but they actually made secret advances through Chencang!
(TL: A strategy by Han Xin, meaning to perform an elaborate ruse)
Fire continued to spread and burned even more rigorously.
With the bright fire’s light, that night in Spirit State city was particularly bright.
The Blood Eagle Mansion’s walls were big and fortified – even thunder explosive crystals weren’t certain of destroying them, it used to be an impregnable fortress. But now, it had became the burial ground for the few thousand gang members of the Eagle Hawk Gang – they couldn’t escape even if they tried.
San Ye broke into a long laugh, and he wore an especially gloomy smile, saying, “Feng Fei Yun, I underestimated you. However, if you want to kill me, I’m afraid that this isn’t enough weight.”
“Boom!”
San Ye stomped once, and his whole body invertedly flew into the sky, directly to the top of the wall that was tens of meters high. He spread his hands, and two strands of black spirit energy came out of his fingers, like two giant black suns floating in the sky.
Two magical divine runes and ghost spirits were wrapped around the two black spirit energies. One was “Ghost Manual” and the other was “Battle Sword.”
It created a terrible force that stirred the souls of the spectators.
“Oh! San Ye wants to activate the Soul Suppressing Blood Formation; if we let him activate the formation, we’ll all die here.”
Feng Fei Yun flew out from the sea of flames with the Crimson Dragon saber in his hand, his hair standing up from anger. He headed towards the top of the walls, wanting to stop San Ye from activating the Soul Suppressing Blood Formation.
At this moment, Housekeeper Liu was fighting with a few hundred black clothed fighters, and his attention couldn’t be divided. Fei Yun could only count on himself.
Right now, Fei Yun’s cultivation was in the intermediate Spirit Realm stage, where one step could travel five zhang, almost to the stage where each step he took would be the same as taking flight.
(TL: One zhang = 3.33 meters. Each step taking flight describes someone so fast that his walking was like flying)
San Ye stood on top of the wall that towered tens of meters high; his eyes filled with disdain. With both of his folded hands positioned in front of his chest, he yelled, “Soul Suppressing Blood Formation, open!”
His white hair stood straight up as the two magical runes in his hands fused together, creating a power capable of destroying the heavens and earth. At this moment, he was like an evil god descending.
The two magical runes and their spirit energies became a huge human head, that was as big as a black hole. It seemed as if it could devour the world.
“Boom!”
The force became ten times more powerful; like a wild tornado screeching, like a wild beast roaring, and like the wide sea turning itself into a tsunami. Even the earth began to crack open, and it created a small opening. It was as if something was emerging from underground.
Feng Fei Yun was unable to move from the pressure. He could only insert his blade into the ground and grip it heavily so that the energy wouldn’t blow him away.
The blade’s body in the crevice started making “crack crack” sounds from the friction as his body was slowly pushed backward.
San Ye originally was in the intermediate Immortal Foundation stage, and that was three stages higher than Fei Yun’s. Plus, the Soul Suppressing Blood Formation, indeed, had the strength to rebel against the heavens. Too powerful, one couldn’t resist!
“A song that wrenches the heart, O where do I find knowing ears!”
A person was playing the lute, and the beautiful sound of the lute touched their hearts.
A loud lute sound vibrated from above the heavens, and it pierced the expansive sky – a ray of sonic waves came from above like a sharp blade.
San Ye’s body was suddenly startled and became motionless; it was as if he had been petrified.
“Slash!”
San Ye’s body split in two like there was an invisible double-edged sword that had cut him from above.
Fresh blood flew everywhere, staining the walls red.
San Ye’s body fell from the wall down to the ground, and shattered into pieces.
An intermediate Immortal Foundation expert died from just one sound of a lute?
Everyone was shocked. Just who was the person who’d played the lute in the end?
Housekeeper Liu was frightened! In the distance, Feng Wan Peng was also shocked!
Feng Fei Yun, with the Crimson Dragon saber in his hand, was also filled with surprise. He rubbed his cold palms together, looked towards the outside of the Blood Eagle Mansion, and he said, “Wow, this old grandma’s cultivation is truly horrifying. It’s surely gone beyond the realm of Immortal Foundation. Not simple, truly not simple.”
“Boom!”
Just as Feng Fei Yun finished speaking, a loud crumbling noise occurred.
The thick stone walls started to crack, and then they collapsed, becoming thick powder covering the ground.
Everyone took a deep cold breath. This lute sound was too extraordinary; it had killed San Ye, destroyed the Soul Suppressing Blood Formation, and it had broken the walls.
This… This was the power of a human?