Capítulo 117: A Perfect End?
The air stilled.
There was no rustling of leaves. No fluttering of Butterfly wings.
In the frigid air, a golden needle pierced the layers of air as it dashed at Sheng Tian's dantian.
"Stop." Leng Yue Yan threw caution to wind and tried to block the attack. She was fast. But the needle was way faster.
Sheng Tian felt a field appearing around him, instantly restricting his access to profound energy. He could no longer circulate the profound energy in his own body and stared at the flashing golden light with cold eyes.
His spirit sense moved and an rusted token appeared on his palm.
The golden light spit out a black hue and struck at his dantian in the blink of an eye.
"Bang!"
A purple barrier soundlessly appeared.
Leng Yue Yan sighed in relief.
The defense token Old Man Li bestowed. Who would have guessed that it would be used in a few hours?
"Break!" Qi Yue's thinned her lips and spat.
"Boom!" Sheng Tian clenched his fist and tried to invoke the bloodline power.
He failed.
The barrier broke like a thin paper and the golden light was less obscure, revealing the tip of the evil needle.
Despair of Night. A fitting name. No one under the OverLord realm could stop it.
Like a broken kite, Sheng Tian was blasted away under the torrential momentum.
"Blergh" a warm liquid filled his throat as he spat out a mouthful of wet, sticky liquid. His legs gave out and he began to fall on his back.
"Sheng Tian!" A soft body caught him in her arms.
"*Cough*, *Cough*. Tell me, it can be used only once, right?" His eyelids were drooping, but his hoarse voice didn't quaver.
"Even if it is, do you think I will let you escape?" A figure wearing green clothes appeared in front of them as she snickered playfully.
"Crazy bitch!" Sheng Tian smiled through his bloodied teeth as he pushed himself to get up.
Leng Yue Yan removed her arms in reluctance and stood in front of him.
"Still acting tough? Isn't your body feeling weak? Aren't you feeling dizzy?" Her gaze caught his oozing blood that shimmered with a hazy golden light.
"Oh, what secrets are you hiding in your body? I will make you spit them out, one-by-one!" Her aura rose and she instantly pressured them onto the ground.
Sheng Tian grit his teeth and cursed the Old Man. If he didn't meet that Old bastard today, probably, he wouldn't be smitten with such rotten luck.
"Teleportation Token." Leng Yue Yan, injured, bore the pressure and trilled.
"She got our souls locked. It won't work." Sheng Tian shook his head.
The Despair Night would have chased him down regardless of the distance. A weapon that can go head to head with anyone below OverLord Realm is no joke.
"It seems you are smart. But you are not wise. Else, you would have chosen me over her." Qi Yue's footsteps were unhurried.
She already knew how this is gonna end.
Everything is under her control or at least, it seemed so….
"Descent of the Cold Moon." Leng Yue Yan dashed at her sect sister and used all her energy.
"Mist Wave" Qi Yue snorted and hummed, her smooth palm shone with a dangerous blue light.
Without hesitation, she struck at the cold moon.
"CRACK!!!"
"Ugh"
A trail of sweet blood flowed down her red lips as her profound art was broken. Leng Yue Yan couldn't help but groan in pain.
Finally, she collapsed in front of Sheng Tian. Her right hand grazed his shoulder.
Sheng Tian raised his head and saw a hot black...…*ahem*. He knocked some sense into himself and shut down the dirty thoughts.
Seriously, look at the situation.
"Eh? Such a pervert!" Her charming laughter echoed over her light foot steps.
Sheng Tian could see her jade feet right before him. His eyes turned cold as he raised his head..
Qi Yue bent her head to meet Sheng Tian's gaze.
What she saw wasn't anger or despair. Instead, it was only extreme calmness.
An ominous feeling loomed in her heart.
"Pu" a hand impaled her stomach, aiming straight at her dantian.
In that instant, everything was over.
"Aaaaah!!!" She squealed rolling over the ground.
"Cough" Sheng Tian withdrew his bloodied palm. His hand was covered by an icy blue light, and the aura bore semblance to Leng Yue Yan's profound energy!
An invisible white light slowly seeped out of his dantian, covering his entire body. Slowly, but surely, his body initiated recovery.
The lost sensation of profound veins and profound energy returned.
He turned to Leng Yue Yan on the ground, her hand touching his shoulder.
"Leng Yue Yan. It's over." He sighed, feeling the continuous stream of ice profound energy from her palm.
"Are you alright?" Leng Yue Yan dragged herself to sit, she had no strength to stand.
Sheng Tian thinned his lips and shook his head. Clenching his fist, he sat down slowly.
"Kill her." Leng Yue Yan looked at Qi Yue's soulless eyes and gnashed her teeth.
Sheng Tian rose to his feet, panting. With shaky foot steps, he approached the horrible woman.
Her dantian is beyond redemption. Her cultivation is gone. She crumbled under the weight of her own ambition. How rueful!
Once she took that step, there was no coming back.
Sheng Tian smiled in glee, relishing the sweet revenge.
"How come your dantian is perfectly fine?" Her shrill voice was with no emotions.
Sheng Tian shrugged.
Who knows? Except him that is.
Using the barrier by the Old Man did a great help in reducing the impact the Despair Night needle would have.
But when it actually pierced his dantian, the unexpected happened.
He didn't take into account a single game changing variable—Primal Seed!
When the golden needle broke open his body and entered his dantian region, it was also breaching the domain of primal seed.
That's probably the worst thing anyone could do—Angering a treasure whose origins are unknown across the cosmos.
The result?
Absolute dominance.
No fight. No resistance.
The despair night turned into streams of metal essence which was expelled out and the profound energy was absorbed into the primal seed.
Sheng Tian brandished his sword and glared at Qi Yue.
Despite everything, he was still terribly injured by the attack itself!
"Phew. I can't leave you alive." Sheng Tian's wanted to use his right arm to hold the sword. But he realised that he couldn't do so after the heavy attack he received.
The heavy red sword was thus wielded by his left hand. He was injured, but he is definitely not willing to leave behind this ticking bomb.
His sword swung down at her snow white nape.
"Ugh."
Just when everything seemed to end well, a tremendous force hit him and his left hand, blasting him through several trees.
"Cough. Cough." Sheng Tian felt a horrible profound energy attacking his body.
Shaken by the familiar aura, he raised his head to meet a pair of black eyes.
Qi Yue was standing, the wound on her stomach was not bleeding anymore.
Raising her head in arrogance, she chuckled in glee "Who said I'm done? This is only the beginning."
A dark aura rose from her body and her figure turned pitch black.
PENSAMENTOS DOS CRIADORES 
_Transcendent
_Transcendent I didn't think the chapter would end here.
Hehehe.
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