Chapter 112: Besieged
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The chilling ray of the saber graced the world with its presence, as grand as stars falling from the sky to land all across the earth.
The assassin was shocked to see such a style and emitted a low hum of surprise. As a high-level martial artist, he instinctually felt that this style could actually exploit all the flaws within him.
He might be able to deal a significant blow to Yun Yang if he pushed forward with his attack but Yun Yang’s blow would definitely be able to kill him!
What style of saber form was this?
How could such a resplendent and luminescent saber form exist in this world?
My cultivation base is at least three levels higher than this fellow. In theory, he might not even be able to land a strike on me even if I stayed stationary. Why is it that I feel threatened now?
He took a step back instinctively as the blade in his hand subconsciously twisted out in a blocking manoeuver.
He felt an icy breeze blow past before his blade was soundlessly shattered; strangely, he had not felt anything strike against it?
The icy breeze came forth once more.
Shocked, he took three continuous steps back, avoiding the fatal blow just in time.
His body that had been concealed as a shadow ceased to maintain it's invisible state, revealing his true identity to Yun Yang for the first time.
Yun Yang grinned. "I guessed as much."
The assassin was none other than Eunuch Wu who had not even changed out of his eunuch uniform yet.
Eunuch Wu who was fifty feet away now resembled a roaming ghost in the night, his eyes under a pair of eyebrows glinting like a will-o’-the-wisp, staring at Yun Yang eerily. He suddenly asked aloud, "What skill is this? What saber truth? What blade?"
Yun Yang answered lightly, "This is called Destiny, Saber Truth: Destiny Blade, the Divine Edge! It also means that it is my destiny to have this saber in my hands, avoid your assassination attempt and to kill you!"
Yun Yang was speaking the truth, it was just that the tone that enveloped his words made it sound like there was an implied meaning.
Eunuch Wu’s grayed eyebrows raised as he said indifferently, "I see."
His body then suddenly floated again like a specter, turning into countless silhouettes within the blink of an eye. As one shadow appeared, the other disappeared into thin air; all of them looked illusory, real yet imaginary.
"At the end of it all, I would like to see whether your so-called destiny will bless me or you!"
He threw the shard of what was left of his blade on the ground. His treasured blade that had accompanied him through endless years of life and death was discarded like any other piece of junk.
To Eunuch Wu, who was a top assassin himself, things that he could not use were to be considered as junk. What was there to be reluctant about when throwing them?
Tsk, tsk, tsk.
Sounds of explosions resounded in the air.
Eunuch Wu’s hands turned into a pair of hawk’s claws as they struck at Yun Yang, nearly invisible from their speed.
Without casting a single glance at him, Yun Yang maintained his style – Merciless Blade!
The sword-light gleamed again like stars. Eunuch Wu retracted his attacks and quickly retreated. He shook his head. "Looks like that won't work."
After some thought, his body became as if a stream of water, flying over in a fluid manner as his palms landed lightly yet brought out a strong power within.
Yun Yang continued to use the Merciless Blade as his countermeasure.
Although he had used it for the third time now, Yun Yang felt that each time he used this style, he seemed to understand it a little more.
It was especially under the overwhelming pressure of facing a life and death situation that the sentiment was deeper.
This time, a spark flew out amidst the starry glow of the sword-light.
Eunuch Wu was once again forced to retreat; the front of his robes had been slit.
He was alarmed. How could this be?
He had gone through countless battles, his cultivation base was even at the peak of his life, reaching the seventh level pinnacle of mystical Qi. This young man from Yun Family was only a third or fourth level mystical Qi. The difference between their cultivation base was more than the difference between heaven and earth.
Yet the opposite party had a saber in his hand, and was blocking all his attacks with a single style; Somehow it was sufficient to keep him at bay!
If he continued to push through forcefully, there was some risk of him being injured.
This was unbelievable!
Yun Yang took in a deep breath. The continuous three blows, while flawless and mighty, had set his mystical Qi blaring in a warning from the exhaustion. Thankfully there was Emmie supporting him but this situation could not last long. Emmie’s support was limited as well. Yun Yang estimated that he would be at his end with another two blows at most.
Yun Yang felt a glaring sense of helplessness. He could clearly tell that if he had sufficient power, even if he only had the cultivation base of a sixth heaven beginner, he could chop this formidable enemy into two instantly with a single blow of the Merciless Blade.
He had such intense killing intent and a lethal skill yet he could only defend himself when facing an enemy that was higher by three levels.
As he pondered, Eunuch Wu suddenly chuckled coldly and said softly, "Young Master Yun, die."
He sprung up, advancing twenty and a half feet in the air as a palm came striking down!
The Slashing Palm!
They were twenty feet apart but Yun Yang could already feel the imposing force coming at him. He raised his saber to block; the impact was so strong he skidded five steps back. His chest felt as if it had been struck by lightning as his face paled from the exertion.
Seeing that a melee attack could not do much, Eunuch Wu struck with a ranged mystical Qi attack that would expend the most cultivation base instead.
This was the one attack that Yun Yang could not block right now.
"However sharp your saber is, however strong your saber form is, you can't face down such an intense force!" Eunuch Wu chuckled gleefully. "What use do you have of such proficient skill? Tonight, this old man shall give you a lesson just before you die!"
Yun Yang suppressed the surging billowing in his chest as he smiled faintly. "You’re only a eunuch with a handicap. How are you qualified to call yourself old man? Do you know what a man means? Can you be a man? Do you have what it takes?"
To Eunuch Wu, no amount of wicked curses could compare to the vileness of his words.
His ruddy cheeks were drained of colors instantly, turning a rusty green.
He grew eerily silent, the murderous intent in his eyes heaving, as his anger rose to the boiling point. Without words, he took three steps in midair; three blows of strong wind rippling over simultaneously.
Yun Yang crumbled like a withered leaf in the wind, retreating to more than a hundred and fifty feet away.
The mystical Qi from Eunuch Wu did not weaken, the blow undulating onto the Divine Edge from over a hundred feet of distance.
"Wa!"
Yun Yang’s head lifted as he spat a mouthful of blood into the air, the crimson liquid spraying like a fountain.
He staggered and almost collapsed.
Eunuch Wu chuckled strangely, his laughter was filled with endless resentment as he gave chase like a lurking shadow. "Young Master Yun, let this handicapped eunuch send you on your way. Although I am handicapped, I am still alive in this world. Young Master Yun has a complete body but only the underworld awaits you. Leave in peace!"
He raised his palm like a blade as he landed the strike even more forcefully.
Boom!
A loud explosion resounded.
Eunuch Wu’s thin body flew some thirty feet away like a broken kite.
A muscular silhouette stood in front of Yun Yang, its aura imposing and majestic.
The newcomer was dressed in black, his gaze staring at Eunuch Wu sharply as a scoffing smirk hung on his lips. "A mere eunuch wants to send my young master on his way? Don’t regard yourself so highly!"
It was Fang Mofei. Whitey Three was huffing behind him too.
Eunuch Wu was surprised. Looking at this person who was full of vigor and the solid attack just now, he knew that this person’s cultivation base was no lower than his. "Who are you?"
"My surname is Mei!"
A cold voice rang out from the dark. "Let’s send you on your way! You’re already handicapped, why do you wish to continue living? Better to quickly die and hope for reincarnation!"
Eunuch Wu spun like a whirlwind as one of his palms struck out with a massive blow.
With a loud thud, the person behind took three consecutive steps back as his body twirled like a flood dragon whirling through the clouds and sailing in the fog. A palm struck like the sharp horn of the dragon in the clouds!
"Single-horned Flood Dragon Mei Wenjian!" Eunuch Wu roared, flailing with both his hands and legs. "The butler of the Residence of Yun!"
Lao Mei snorted. "And what about it?"
He did not back down, soon, both of them were engaged in a fervid brawl.
Fang Mofei sprung into the air then, his palms chopping down like a mountain ax; both experts besieged Eunuch Wu together!
Eunuch Wu had exhausted himself fighting with Yun Yang earlier. It would be arduous to face even Fang Mofei alone, what more Lao Mei who was no weaker than Fang Mofei.
Eunuch Wu growled as his punches lashed out at Lao Mei while his kicks flew out towards Fang Mofei; his body twirled like a whirlwind as his hands attacked tirelessly. His entire person seemed to have transformed into a thousand-limbed devil.
Puu!
Eunuch Wu spat blood but he had successfully saved himself from the two men's concerted attack. He spoke in a broken voice, "Today’s grudge shall be avenged in the near future!"
Meow!
A white shadow appeared out of thin air like a strike of lightning following the mewling, two sharp front claws extended to strike.
"A mere Lightning…" Eunuch Wu scoffed as he extended a punch.
However, before he could complete his sentence, the kitten charging over suddenly mewled sharply, "Meow!"
With a shake of its head and tail along with a howl, the kitten's head, which was only the size of a fist suddenly increased to the width of a basin. Its gaping mouth grew bigger than its head as the chilling ivory fangs gleamed with the luster of steel. It began chomping relentlessly on Eunuch Wu’s right fist.
"Eclipse Panther!"
Eunuch Wu felt his soul leaving him then, as he pulled his fist back with all his might. Even though he had reacted spontaneously, he had still been snapped at; the surface of his fist was bloodied and the pain sunk deep into his bones.
Such a paradox was totally unexpected.
It was a kitten that meowed but it was an Eclipse Panther that charged over?
Eunuch Wu felt his mind becoming increasingly muddled.
He had never seen nor heard of such a bizarre event in his life!