noffsinger Chapter 98 Fierce Battle Against Ferocious Beasts, Defeating Enemies with Gentle Strategizing and Un
Chapter 98 Fierce Battle Against Ferocious Beasts, Defeating Enemies with Gentle Strategizing and Un
But it discovered in despair that the severed limb, scorched by that terrifying true fire, had been rejected by the laws of heaven and earth and could not regenerate at all. Its wound was charred black and emitted a scorching heat.
At this moment, Han Yi and the others had already rushed to within a hundred feet like a whirlwind. Relying on their divine senses, they summoned back the true fire with a thought.
This beast's cultivation level far surpasses that of the past, having already reached the stage of human transformation, and its realm is probably approaching that of a human Nascent Soul cultivator.
It would be such a pity if such a powerful beast were burned to ashes by real fire.
Han Yi already had a plan in mind: after killing it, he would skin it, remove its tendons, cut off its flesh, and stew it into soup to nourish himself. Perhaps he could obtain its strange sacrificial talent through this, helping him to advance his cultivation to a higher level.
"Attack with all your might and kill him!"
Having said that, he charged towards the humanoid beasts, his spiritual energy surging wildly and flowing into the Proud Snow Sword. The sword shone brightly, and a powerful sword aura roared towards the rear of the beast horde, attempting to slay them.
Seeing this, the humanoid beast directly withstood Han Yi's sword energy, suffering another penetrating wound. Yet, relying solely on the strength of its leg, it leaped towards Han Yi, intending to fight to the death.
It opened its gaping maw and spewed out a dark breath, containing pure energy, which rushed straight at Han Yi who was coming towards it. Han Yi nimbly dodged the attack, while his sword momentum remained undiminished as he closed in on the humanoid beast.
Just then, Tuoba Xun'er also made her move. She swiftly formed hand seals, and the poisonous mist instantly condensed into a green python, coiling towards the area behind the beast tide. The poisonous gas emanating from the green python caused the surrounding ferocious beasts to flee.
The humanoid beast had to be distracted by the poisonous fog python, and its movements faltered slightly. Han Yi seized the opportunity and thrust his Aoxue Sword fiercely into the humanoid beast's abdomen.
The humanoid beast, in pain, let out an angry roar.
It struggled to break free from the venomous python's coils, its remaining claws slamming down towards Han Yi's chest. Han Yi quickly parried with his sword, only to feel an immense force surge through him, his arm going numb, and he was thrown several feet back by the force.
"What a beast! The more wounded you are, the stronger you become in battle! You think you're some kind of barbarian king!"
Han Yi never expected that even after fighting to this extent, he still couldn't take down this thing.
Upon seeing this, Lu Xuefeng shouted.
"You beast, take this!"
His crimson spear pierced the humanoid beast's back like lightning. The beast sensed the attack from behind and tried to dodge, but it was too late.
The Crimson Feather Spear pierced it fiercely, and blood splattered out immediately.
The humanoid beast, wounded by another bullet, became even more frenzied. It began attacking the group indiscriminately, and the beast horde, under its command, grew even more ferocious.
Han Yi knew that this guy was making a desperate struggle, so he wasn't in a hurry. He launched an orderly attack, cooperating with each other and making the most of their respective strengths.
Wang Weiwei continuously fired her energy needles at the humanoid beast's eyes and vital areas, disrupting its movements; Po Yue wielded his spiked club, blocking the beast tide's onslaught and creating opportunities for the others to attack; Li Ming, meanwhile, searched for the humanoid beast's weaknesses and launched attacks at opportune moments.
The battle reached its climax, with both sides fighting with all their might. Although Han Yi and the others were injured, they were exceptionally excited. They knew that the stronger this guy's counterattack, the closer he was to his demise.
With everyone's combined efforts, the humanoid beast gradually weakened. Its movements became increasingly sluggish, and its attacks lost their previous power. Han Yi seized the opportunity, using all his strength to plunge the Aoxue Sword into the humanoid beast's heart. The humanoid beast let out a desperate scream and collapsed with a thud.
As the humanoid beasts fell, the beast tide instantly lost its command and descended into chaos. Han Yi and his companions seized the opportunity to launch an attack, sweeping away the remaining beasts one by one like autumn leaves in the wind.
Beside the Moon Reflection Lake at the Prince of Zhenbei's Mansion, Mu Qingwan, dressed in an elegant light blue robe, sat serenely by the lake, her graceful figure like a fairy descended from heaven. Her long, slender fingers gently picked up fish food, scattering it into the lake like a celestial maiden scattering petals. This fish food, like a divine gift, instantly shattered the lake's tranquility.
In the lake, colorful fish gathered like clouds, swarming towards the shore.
The fish are brightly colored, as if celestial maidens wove them with fairy clouds; all are fiery red, as red as a raging fire, just like the blood-red setting sun, burning away the world's prosperity; the red and orange colors intertwine in a dazzling display, like the setting sun reflecting all things in the world, just like a magnificent scroll painted with celestial magic, slowly unfolding in the sparkling blue water.
The纨绔子弟 (a spoiled, dissolute young master) had once told her that the fish in this lake were no ordinary creatures, but fighting fish. Beneath their beautiful appearance lay a bloodthirsty nature, and their seemingly dazzling colors were merely a disguise to lure prey. Hidden within the gentle ripples were the survival rules of a life-or-death struggle.
Meanwhile, several enormous fighting fish, like waterborne warriors, moved with the agility of dragons and the ferocity of thunder, seemingly the overlords of this body of water, engaging in a breathtaking battle for the seemingly divine fish food. As they clashed, their fins gleamed like blades wielded by immortals, each powerful impact sending up strings of crystal-clear water droplets that refracted iridescent light under the sunlight, like celestial pearls falling. This struggle stirred the lake into a turbulent sea, the ripples spreading outwards like the graceful movements of celestial robes, a scene of breathtaking grandeur, a battle between immortals and demons.
Beyond this chaotic battlefield, not far away, stood a creature noticeably smaller. This adorable little fellow was like an elf descended to earth, exceptionally clever. Its movements were as light as a celestial feather, as agile as a shooting star, and it always managed to seize the perfect opportunity with extraordinary acuity.
While the larger fish were locked in a fierce battle, unable to spare a glance for anything else, it moved like a nimble streak of light, skillfully weaving between them. Its small body twisted and dodged with agility, like a celestial being performing wondrous movements, easily avoiding the attacks of the stronger fighting fish, and then, as if absorbing celestial dew, swiftly swallowing its food. After several rounds, this little fighting fish was the one that ate the most.
Its small figure stands out among the colorful, frenzied fish, like a banished immortal shining with mysterious light in a chaotic world, detached from the world and exuding a unique charm.
"Yuehong, have you heard any news from Mr. Li these past few days?" Mu Qingwan asked the maid beside her, her voice as gentle as a clear mountain spring.
"Miss, there has been no news from Mr. Li, but Miss Qingqiu has sent someone with a message." The maid replied respectfully, her voice soft and gentle, as if afraid of disturbing the dreamlike tranquility of the lakeside.
"Give it to me!" She raised her jade-like hand slightly, her sleeves fluttering in the wind like graceful jade butterflies, light and beautiful.
Upon hearing this, the maid carefully handed her a piece of brocade. Her expression was calm, like a still lake, as she gracefully unfolded the brocade, revealing only a few words.
Murong Qingxun was born in the thirteenth year of Xirui. He was of pure character and the seventeenth son of the king.
"Only twelve?"
Her eyes were deep, like the endless starry sky in the night, and she spoke softly as if lost in thought.
His gaze slowly turned to the small yet incredibly agile reflection in the lake, a glint of starlight flashing in his eyes that was hard for others to fathom, as if he understood everything in the world.
"Take good care of them! Wait until they fight it out, and wait until you're a little older."
Her voice was melodious and lingering, as if carrying a mysterious and unpredictable power, blending into the scenery of the lake and mountains, weaving with the breeze, the lake water, and the fish into a mysterious and timeless picture.
"Send someone to send a message back to Qingqiu." Mu Qingwan frowned slightly, her eyes revealing a hint of determination. "I only have twelve words for Murong Qingxun: 'Hide your talents and bide your time, be low-key and humble, and stay out of the world'." Her words were like a gentle breeze on a lake, carrying an undeniable firmness, slowly spreading through the air.