Bab 33: Chapter 33 Life and death battle (Updated)
When Nightin fell inside the formation array, he landed on the forest grounds, littered with human bodies. Even though it was the day right now, the forest gave off a gloomy feeling and the whole area seems to be of a creepy dark shade of blue with bright lights.
Nightin swallowed a deep gulp of his saliva as he raised his index finger and pointed it towards the elder, "Elder, what are you doing right now? Aren't we here to save the hall master who has been trapped?"
The elder raised his palm up as he licked his fingers one by one as they slowly turned into razor sharp claws. Looking at Nightin, he gave him a farewell smile, "You're still too young child, haven't you heard about the term of demonic cultivators? I've joined the evil path and in return, they gave me this cultivation base which helped me to breakthrough to the peak of Martial Spirit. After consuming you, even the Martial Lord realm wouldn't be a impossible dream for me anymore.
Nightin stepped backwards with his finger raised up and said fiercely, "You're a cultivator of the evil path! Just how many misdeeds have you done till now! Today ,you shall pay with your life!" Nightin released his aura towards the elder as he took out his sword as five mystic swords clad in the colour of black as they surrounded him.
The elder laughed "Hahaha! You're already at your wits end, you should just surrender while you can. I may not know how a low grade Martial Spirit like you can obtain the blood of a Demon Emperor, but there's no way that you'll be able to escape from my clutches today!"
Nightin smirked as he rushed forward and stabbed towards the evil cultivator, "You don't get it do you. I've been playing along with your plans just so that you'll guide me here, do you think that I would have followed you here without knowing your plans?
The evil cultivator's body shook for a moment, yet the force of his attack didn't decrease and increased instead.
"Boom!"
A claw and sword clashed against each other as both parties retreated backwards for a few meters, they were actually evenly matched against each other in terms of brute force.
The face of the evil cultivator changed as he dashed towards Nightin again, this time much stronger than the claw attack before as he infuse all the spirit energy he can into this one move.
This young lad is too dangerous, it would be a great merit for me if i kill him right here and now.
The evil cultivator knew that the longer this fight dragged on, the more the battle will tilt towards Nightin. What geniuses like Nightin doesn't fear most is a dragged out battle with the countless tricks up their sleeves.
Nightin wasn't willing to back down either, this was a life and death battle, defeat means death. Raising his sword above his head, he slashed towards the evil cultivator again with the strength of five mystic swords combined.
The air splits apart wherever the sword wave went as it clashed against the claw. In the clash, the claw was shredded like paper as the sword continued to dash towards the evil cultivator.
The evil cultivator jumped away and managed to barely avoid the attack. In the process, one arm could be seen flying in the air as it landed on the cold hard ground.
"Argh! Damn you!" The evil cultivator screamed out in pain as he covered the wound from his right arm which is his dominant arm. A clean cut was made from his shoulder and not only that, the sword energy remained there which made it difficult for his wound to recover. At this rate, he'll lose his entire arm without being able to attach it back.
The evil cultivator hurriedly took out a token from his robe as he started to chant, "O great demon lord, please grant me the strength to kill this brat in front of me and recover my arm, I'm willing to give up four hundred years of my lifespan in return."
Nightin was shocked at this moment, the evil cultivator in front of him has went mad. The average Martial Spirit would only have a lifespan of five hundred years while a Martial Lord have a lifespan of a thousand years. With the evil cultivator in front of him right now sacrificing four hundred years of his lifespan, he would be at his deathbed even with a breakthrough. He would have lost too much of his life essence in the process.
Nightin immediately sent out all five of his mystic swords towards the evil cultivator and attempted to take his life, he had to end the battle right now before the evil cultivator gets much stronger after the chant.
"Hehehehe!"
A sinister laughter sounded out from a demon who had appeared behind the evil cultivator. It had four arms and a yellow ring around its neck; only his upper body could be seen while the lower body of his seems to be missing.
"Young fella, thanks for the nice meal that you've just given me. In return, I'll force the summoner to give you a swift death. Hehehehe!"
"Poof!" The demon vanished.
The evil cultivator looked at Nightin as he closed his eyes, his razor sharp claws were placed in front of his chest. Looking at Nightin ,fury started to rise from his chest as he shouted and mocked at the same time, "Young fella, I'll make sure that you regret whatever you've done to me!"
Nightin smirked, "As expected from a demon, you definitely don't keep your promise. Hey, is there any point in giving your powers to a servant who disobeys you?"
The evil cultivator laughed, "Hahahaha! You don't get it don't you? It was the demon himself who gave my the order to kill you and even torture you alive. It wanted you as a worship foolish child.
Nightin shook his head as he readied his sword. Everything was clear right now, the lower realm is already in a mess right now for such demons to be existing and causing havoc in the cultivation world.
Nightin smiled and closed his eyes before releasing his sword aura once and for all, releasing the Encompassing Sword Heart intent to its limit as the spirit essence in the surroundings all started to flow towards him. The him right now is just like the center of a whirlpool which sucks all the water in,into a endless circulation again and again.
"The air, the trees, the plants, the flowers, the spirit energies, everything here right now, please lend me your strength to slay this demon in front of me right now!"
Nightin felt like a sudden, it was as though everything here was meant to serve under him. That was his thought, but he soon shook it with with the mindset that he's being too complacent.
The surrounding seemed to be responding to him as spirit essence started to flow into him endlessly before circulating to his sword. The sword which Phoenix had entrusted him with before his death, the sword of Rebirth.
With the sword in hand, he danced on the spot as fire feathers started to appear and surround him while whirling around him just like a tornado.
At this moment, he opened his eyes as the feathers all vanished as a slash appeared out of nowhere and dashed towards the evil cultivator who has attained Lord.
The evil cultivator laughed as he started to mock Nightin once again, "Just give up, there's no way you can defeat a Martial Lord no matter how much you try, that's not possible no matter how much you try!"
In this world, skipping a major realm to defeat a opportunity may be possible below the Martial Lord realm, but that's because there isn't a substantial difference between them. It's however a whole different story in such a high realm. A Martial Lord not only has the ability to use Spiritual energy at a higher level, their spirit essence is at least ten times thicker as well.
Raising his claws this time, he actually attacked with both his claws this time as two blood red claws intersected with each other in the middle and advanced together. Wherever they went,t he surrounding would rustle while air would split apart from the intense pressure.
Nightin's slash seemed simple, yet only he understood how scary that attack of his is. Dance of the Rebirth, an attack which he can only use once before running out of spirit energy. If he fails to end the battle now, it would be the end of the line for him.
The sword wave and claws clashed with each other in the air as they started to push each other away. Neither wanting to be pushed back, both of them were betting their lives on this attack,both of them knew and yet all they could see right now is survival. Their survival instincts are pushing their body beyond its limits both physically and mentally, their body knew that their time wasn't up yet.
Right at this moment, Nightin's sword wave actually lost by that one bit and vanished into the air while the blood claws charged on with that little momentum left, yet this little was enough to kill Nightin.
Nightin tried to raise his sword with whatever strength he had left, he wasn't ready to die. Soon, the blood claws struck his sword and sent him flying backwards for tens of meters as he landed on the ground flat with a loud thud.
Nightin lied down on the floor as blood continued to bleed profusely from his chest wound. His bones could be seen which shows how much the blood claw had pierced through his body. If not for that final block, he would already be a corpse.
The energy which has rampaged into his body was ravaging from within as well,making it a tough ordeal for him to even move a single bit.
The evil cultivator slowly walked up Nightin as he placed his foot on Nightin's chest and pressed down on his bones.
"Crack!"
Nightin could hear his bones cracking which made him opened his eyes while he still kept his mouth shut, Lucifer's pride seemed to have influence his mentality greatly here.
The evil cultivator started at Nightin viciously as he repeated again and again "Will you shout? Will you scream? Will you shout? Will you scream?"
The evil cultivator had already went mad at this time as he tried to torture Nightin continuously without the intention to kill him at all. He's hopeless and done for already, yet he's still capable of taking Nightin's life.
Seeing that Nightin wasn't willing to listen to him,his killing instinct took over. Raising his claws up,he stabbed it towards Nightin's face.
Nightin knew that he was done for as he closed his eyes and waited for death, yet what he was awaiting for didn't arrive.
A old man had killed the evil cultivator in one move with just one palm of his, killing a Martial Lord easily with just one move...
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