Translator: CinderTL
Mi He stared at Song Wen, her eyes blazing with disbelief and fury.
Kind and easily deceived!?
How could he say such a thing?
She had seen no trace of "kindness" in Song Wen, only arrogance and aggression.
This was the territory of the Beastmaster Sect, and the Blood Sui was a creature the sect had cultivated for centuries. Yet Song Wen dared to act so imperiously here and still claim to be "kind and easily deceived"?
Mi He was about to retort when she saw Song Wen's hands begin to form a seal.
Immediately, a vast Heavenly Might poured down from above.
Startled, Mi He looked up and saw the sky above had turned pitch black, as if dyed with ink.
Strands of purple Thunderlight darted through the dark clouds, converging into a single point.
An earth-shattering aura of destruction spread out, pressing down on Mi He with the force of ten thousand mountains.
Only now did Mi He truly grasp how terrifying Song Wen's power was.
Her earlier resolve to argue her case vanished in an instant.
She was standing right in front of Song Wen. If he intended her harm, she had no chance of survival.
The Blood Sui within Sui Peak seemed to sense the gathering Heavenly Might above.
Aside from the deep hole at the summit of Sui Peak, eighteen pitch-black openings dotted the mountain's flanks.
A massive tentacle shot out from one of these openings, rising like a giant pillar from the abyss, surging toward the dark clouds above as if to shatter the vast Heavenly Might.
Crack! A deafening thunderclap echoed.
A blinding purple bolt of lightning pierced through the layers of dark clouds and struck the tentacle.
The lightning instantly engulfed the entire tentacle, turning its surface black and charred.
Yet the tentacle did not tear apart. Instead, as if enraged, it thrashed even more violently, shattering the lightning bolt with sheer force.
Simultaneously, a tentacle erupted from each of the remaining seventeen side openings, coiling toward Song Wen and Mi He.
The fleshy pillar that the Blood Sui had been feeding on also emerged from the deep hole at the summit.
The pillar split open, revealing a gaping maw lined with countless fleshy barbs—its esophagus.
Mi He had turned and fled the moment the first tentacle appeared.
This Ji Yin has gone mad!
So close to Sui Peak, and he dares to attack Blood Sui!
Ji Yin is too arrogant and reckless!
He is practically courting death!
Earlier, Song Wen had said he wanted to test Blood Sui's strength. Mi He had assumed Song Wen would create distance between himself and Blood Sui before launching his attack, giving him a chance to escape if things turned dangerous.
She had no intention of dying alongside Ji Yin.
The Mist was only ten meters ahead, but the sharp whistle of tentacles piercing the air and the unique bloody stench of Blood Sui grew closer, sending chills down Mi He's spine. She was utterly terrified.
She hastily summoned a shield to protect her back.
Just as she braced for the tentacles to strike, a blinding flash of Thunderlight erupted behind her.
A short spear wreathed in Thunderlight slammed into the tip of a tentacle.
The spear only pierced the tentacle's outer layer before being knocked away.
But this bought Mi He precious time to escape. She seized the opportunity to vanish into the Mist.
The Blood Shadow Formless Formation within the Mist shielded Blood Sui's senses, granting her temporary safety.
Meanwhile, Song Wen...
The Mount Tai Ring floated above Song Wen's head, emitting waves of bronze light that coalesced into an azure shield around him.
The tentacles, like whips, lashed fiercely against the shield.
The shield swayed violently but didn't shatter. Instead, it sent Song Wen and the shield flying backward.
Before Song Wen could fly far, another tentacle struck the shield.
The repeated, violent impacts left Song Wen feeling as though his internal organs had shifted. He grew dizzy and disoriented, utterly miserable.
But he couldn't afford to dwell on his discomfort. The shield formed by the Mount Tai Ring could only withstand a few more strikes. He had to seize this opportunity to test whether his current abilities could truly threaten Blood Sui.
Song Wen raised his hand and pointed at the Mount Tai Ring above his head. The ring instantly split into a Bronze Ring Phantom Shadow, which shot toward the meat pillar Blood Sui was consuming.
The meat pillar made no attempt to dodge or resist, allowing the Phantom Shadow to land on it.
The Bronze Ring Phantom Shadow tightened, gradually constricting the meat pillar and deforming it slightly.
At that moment, the eighteen tentacles thrashing wildly in the air seemed to sink into quicksand, their speed abruptly slowing.
The surface of the meat pillar's body suddenly rippled and churned.
The Bronze Ring Phantom Shadow suddenly shattered, vanishing without a trace.
The eighteen tentacles instantly reverted to their original form, leaving trails of afterimages as they lashed out at Song Wen.
Boom!
The azure shield shattered.
Immediately, the tentacles struck Song Wen's body.
His flesh exploded, scattering into countless fragments that drifted in all directions.
The next moment, ten meters above the meat pillar, Song Wen's figure abruptly reappeared.
A glimmer flashed between his eyebrows as nine transparent, razor-sharp blades materialized, shooting toward the depths of the esophagus within the meat pillar.
Blood Sui, pierced by the Focused Spirit Stab, showed no reaction. The meat pillar it was consuming suddenly elongated, swallowing Song Wen whole in a single gulp.
A cold light flashed in Song Wen's hand as the Soul Cleaving Blade materialized. He thrust it fiercely into the inner wall of the esophagus.
The blade pierced through the flesh instantly, plunging completely into the wall.
However, Song Wen realized that the blade was less than a foot long. Though fully embedded in the wall, Blood Sui's massive size and the thickness of its outer layer exceeded his expectations.
Even after penetrating a full foot, the blade still hadn't completely pierced through the outer layer of the esophagus's inner wall.
The esophagus's inner wall, covered in fleshy barbs, squeezed in from all sides, instantly grinding Song Wen into dust.
A flash of light.
Song Wen's figure reappeared on the ground at the edge of the Mist.
Song Wen watched the eighteen tentacles in mid-air, now changing direction and heading toward him, his heart sinking.
Blood Sui's strength had far exceeded his expectations.
The Soul Cleaving Blade, the Mount Tai Ring, the Purple Mansion Divine Thunder, and the Focused Spirit Stab—the four techniques he had placed the greatest hope in—had all failed to harm it.
"Then I'll have to try something else," Song Wen thought grimly.
He flipped his hands. His right hand ignited with a roaring green flame—the Ghost Slaughter Azure Flame. His left hand produced a mass of viscous black water—the Black Water of Destruction.
With a wave of his hands, the Ghost Slaughter Azure Flame and the Black Water of Destruction shot out simultaneously.
The Ghost Slaughter Azure Flame rapidly expanded into a massive fireball, hurtling toward a tentacle. But the tentacle easily shattered it, scattering green fire rain across the sky.
The tentacle's surface showed only slight curling, with no other damage.
The Black Water of Destruction transformed into a spear, piercing toward another tentacle.
The spear was similarly shattered by the tentacle, but it reformed into a puddle of black water, seizing the opportunity to cling to the tentacle's surface.
The Black Water of Destruction was renowned for its ability to corrode all things.
The tentacle's surface gradually became pitted and uneven, but the corrosion progressed at an agonizingly slow pace.
Before the Black Water of Destruction could eat through the tentacle's outer layer, the tentacle violently shook it off, sending the black water flying.
(End of the Chapter)
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