FVN #335 - Everyone loses
#335 - Everyone loses
Moments before.
Within the valley, the sounds of battle shook the heavens.
The Great Snow Mountain Sect and the forces brought by Huyan Xian were locked in fierce combat. Shouts of battle and cries of agony intertwined, echoing throughout the valley.
Sect Leader Bai Qiuying and Huyan Xian stood in mid-air, facing each other, the surrounding air seemingly frozen by their tense, drawn-bow atmosphere.
Bai Qiuying wielded a cane, using it as a sword, her attacks sharp and fierce.
Though aged, at this moment, she possessed an unparalleled, formidable aura.
Huyan Xian, on the other hand, resembled an enraged bull, emanating a savage aura.
His broad frame was clad in thick fur and a short coat, making him appear even more robust. The whiskers on his face stood up like steel needles, his eyes burning with the raging flames of revenge, staring intently at Bai Qiuying, as if wanting to devour her alive.
The long saber he gripped tightly in his hand faintly glowed with blood on its blade, seemingly recounting past glorious battles.
"You old hag from the Great Snow Mountain Sect, you must be implicated in my son's death!"
Huyan Xian roared in anger, like a roaring lion, his voice shaking the wilderness.
Before his roar could fade, he charged towards Bai Qiuying like a tiger pouncing on its prey, his long saber raised high, carrying the force of a thousand pounds, fiercely hacking down towards Bai Qiuying's head. The saber wind howled, actually tearing the surrounding air apart.
Bai Qiuying's expression remained calm, but her eyes were as sharp as an eagle's. She lightly tapped her feet, her figure like a bolt of white lightning, instantly retreating backward.
Huyan Xian's powerful and heavy strike only landed on empty air.
However, the fierce saber energy cleaved into the ground, scattering a shower of dust and gravel, even splitting the ground, creating a deep fissure.
"Hmph, barbarian from the Black Dragon Kingdom, daring to spout nonsense!"
Bai Qiuying coldly snorted, her cane lightly thrusting towards Huyan Xian like snowflakes.
The sword move seemed gentle, yet it contained the profound inner strength of the Great Snow Mountain Sect. Wherever the sword wind passed, the air froze, forming glittering ice flowers.
Huyan Xian, however, did not dodge or evade, holding his long saber horizontally, using the blade to forcefully block Bai Qiuying's sword move.
"Clang!!!"
A loud noise, like a resounding bell, made the eardrums of the surrounding people ache.
At the point where the cane and saber met, sparks flew everywhere. Bai Qiuying's ice flowers shattered instantly upon touching Huyan Xian's long saber.
Taking advantage of the situation, Huyan Xian stepped forward, his long saber attacking Bai Qiuying like a storm.
His saber technique was fierce and unrelenting, each strike carrying the force of an overwhelming wave, as if wanting to shatter everything in front of him.
Bai Qiuying, on the other hand, moved nimbly, like a snowflake swaying in a storm, skillfully dodging Huyan Xian's attacks.
The cane in her hand sometimes darted out like a snake leaving its hole, piercing towards Huyan Xian's vital points; at other times, it transformed into an ice wall, blocking Huyan Xian's fierce offensive.
The two exchanged blows, the battle growing increasingly intense.
Both were third-rank masters, which meant their battle could only take place in the air.
Even so, it still had a great impact.
Anyone within the range of their attacks who was even slightly weaker was either frozen into an ice sculpture or cut apart by the saber energy, resulting in extremely tragic deaths and injuries.
The stone walls on both sides of the valley were constantly shedding rocks and dust under the bombardment of their sword and saber energy, and aftershocks.
At this moment.
Everyone in the valley felt as if the end of the world had arrived.
At the mouth of the valley.
Black Vulture, the Right Envoy of the Star Demon Sea, and Cang Du of the Bureau of Investigation were also engaged in battle.
Many people tried to escape in the chaos, but when they collided with the imperceptible Golden Silkworm Threads, they were all reduced to fragments.
Even the sky above the valley was sealed off by the Golden Silkworm Threads.
Breaking these Golden Silkworm Threads would take a lot of time.
On the other side of the valley.
Two giants of the Immeasurable Bright King Sect—Immeasurable Dharma King and Bull-headed Bright King—were in the midst of a thrilling contest of inner strength.
Immeasurable Dharma King, dressed in a crimson monastic robe, was facing the Bull-headed Bright King, dressed in an ochre monastic robe, with their palms pressed together, competing in inner strength.
The power generated by the two's competition was extremely terrifying. Even the sand and stones on the ground trembled slightly, as if paying homage to this powerful force.
The two had been deadlocked for a long time, and this was not a sustainable solution.
The Bull-headed Bright King launched an attack first. He shouted loudly, his voice like a resounding bell, and the inner strength within his body erupted suddenly like a volcanic eruption.
This inner strength carried an indomitable momentum, like a raging dragon, directly meeting the inner strength of the Immeasurable Dharma King.
The two powerful inner strengths collided fiercely in mid-air, emitting a dull, loud noise, as if the heavens and earth were shaking.
For a time, sand and dust flew, and the surrounding air seemed to be ignited, forming twisted heat waves.
Under the impact of this powerful force, cracks quickly appeared on the ground beneath the two's feet, spreading around like a spider web.
From the cracks, dust faintly billowed out, as if the earth was also bearing an unbearable pressure.
The Immeasurable Dharma King immediately began to counterattack.
His inner strength was like a trickle of water melting from a snow mountain, seemingly gentle but continuous, trying to penetrate the Bull-headed Bright King's defense in a subtle way, finding a flaw and delivering a fatal blow.
The Bull-headed Bright King's inner strength, on the other hand, was like a surging river, constantly impacting the Immeasurable Dharma King's defense with an overwhelming force, trying to break through the opponent's defense directly with powerful force.
As the competition continued, the space around the two seemed to be distorted.
An invisible pressure permeated the air, making the disciples present feel difficulty breathing, and they retreated backward unconsciously.
Not far away.
On a square table, the steam rising from the tea was curling upwards.
Ming Cangwu, the leader of the Star Demon Sea, was sitting at the table, slowly drinking tea.
Everything was proceeding according to his plan.
The people of the Black Dragon Kingdom and the Great Snow Mountain Sect directly conflicted.
The Immeasurable Bright King Sect was caught in internal strife.
Only the Star Demon Sea remained uninvolved.
In the end, Ming Cangwu would also become the biggest beneficiary.
"The prince still doesn't understand the situation in the Western Desert, and he still doubts whether I can do it?"
"When all this is over, my Star Demon Sea can become the master of the Western Desert!"
Ming Cangwu smiled, coldly watching the surrounding battle situation.
Within two zhang around him, he was completely unaffected by the battle.
Whether it was the fierce wind and waves generated by the intense battle on both sides, or the flying sand and rocks, or the smoke and dust, all were separated by an invisible force within his two-zhang range.
Ming Cangwu poured himself a cup of tea, about to continue drinking.
Suddenly.
"Is it about to be a desperate fight?"
His gaze suddenly focused, looking to the side.
Ming Cangwu was looking at the place where the Immeasurable Dharma King and the Bull-headed Bright King were competing in inner strength.
Only to see that both the Immeasurable Dharma King and the Bull-headed Bright King had a trace of blood flowing from the corners of their mouths, obviously their competition of inner strength had reached the most critical moment.
The excessive competition of inner strength had already caused internal injuries to both of them.
Suddenly!
The Immeasurable Dharma King's whole body suddenly surged with inner strength, and a vast inner strength surged towards the Bull-headed Bright King along his palm.
"Boom!"
Only to see the Bull-headed Bright King's body shake violently, and the yellow monastic robe on his body was completely shattered.
"Pfft!"
He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
Although the two were both third-rank warriors, the Immeasurable Dharma King's inner strength was ultimately deeper.
In this contest of internal force, the Bull-Headed Ming King not only had his clothes shattered, but he was also seriously injured.
His gaunt body was covered with mysterious and ancient scripture tattoos, these scriptures were all over his body, as if telling the story of the boundless glory of the Boundless Ming King Sect in the past.
Ming Cangwu glanced at these scripture tattoos, and his expression changed slightly:
"This is… the 'Mahākāla Protector Art'!"
Ming Cangwu couldn't sit still any longer.
The "Mahākāla Protector Art" is the treasure of the Boundless Ming King Sect, and also a secret that is not passed on.
Only the Dharma Kings of the past can practice it.
Although he knew about the internal strife within the Boundless Ming King Sect, he did not expect that this Bull-Headed Ming King would actually steal the "Mahākāla Protector Art" and tattoo it on his body.
With Ming Cangwu's martial arts cultivation, he could naturally see that this "Mahākāla Protector Art" was definitely genuine!
At this moment.
The Boundless Dharma King was also stunned when he saw the tattoos on the Bull-Headed Ming King:
"You traitor! How dare you…"
Then, he seemed to realize something and hurriedly shouted:
"Everyone, turn your backs!"
Upon hearing this, the disciples of the Boundless Ming King Sect turned around one after another.
The Boundless Dharma King also noticed Ming Cangwu's gaze.
He immediately shook his body again.
As his internal force surged, a cloud of smoke immediately rose from the battlefield between him and the Bull-Headed Ming King, completely enveloping their figures.
Ming Cangwu was watching intently, but his vision was suddenly blocked by the smoke.
He snorted coldly in his heart:
"What, you still want to destroy the technique?"
"You two are destined to die tonight, are you going to take the 'Mahākāla Protector Art' to hell with you?"
"Why not hand over this supreme technique to me, and I will practice it for you."
Ming Cangwu moved his body, and his whole person suddenly shrank into the black robe.
Then, this black robe actually flew towards the scene of the duel between the Boundless Dharma King and the Bull-Headed Ming King like a large bat.
This is Ming Cangwu's skillful qinggong, the "Black Bat Art".
At this time, his aura was completely absent, and it was difficult for others to detect.
In addition, his bone shrinking technique made his body in the black robe so small that it was unimaginable.
Even if the airflow caused by his flight was noticed by others, others would only think that a large bird or bat was approaching based on their perception of the shape of the visitor, but they would never think that it was a person approaching.
This black robe floated towards the place where the Boundless Dharma King and the Bull-Headed Ming King were competing in internal strength.
Although Ming Cangwu had promised not to disrupt the duel between the two, he was obviously going to break his promise for the sake of the "Mahākāla Protector Art".
He knew very well that the Boundless Dharma King and the Bull-Headed Ming King were already injured, and both sides had reached the most critical moment, and neither of them could do anything to him.
Ming Cangwu had just rushed into the dust.
But an unexpected change appeared before his eyes!
"Swish!"
Two palms suddenly slammed towards Ming Cangwu from the dust!
"What?!"
Ming Cangwu was shocked and hurriedly wanted to retreat quickly.
But who knew that a huge suction force suddenly generated on these two palms, making it difficult for Ming Cangwu to break free for a while.
"Dragon Absorption Palm?!"
Ming Cangwu immediately recognized this palm.
This is the Dragon Absorption Palm in the "Mount Sumeru Four Divine Palms" of the Boundless Ming King Sect.
This palm is like a long dragon absorbing a rainbow, not to repel the enemy, but to suck the agile enemy into his body, forcing the opponent to fight him in close combat.
And among the Boundless Ming King Sect, the one who is best at this palm is the Bull-Headed Ming King!
When Ming Cangwu realized the danger, it was too late to avoid it.
The next moment, he only felt a powerful and irresistible force attacking from behind, which made him instantly terrified.
"Bald donkeys! You are framing me!"
At this moment, Ming Cangwu understood that he had been tricked by the Boundless Dharma King and the Bull-Headed Ming King!
But it was too late.
The Boundless Dharma King's palm force was like overturning mountains and seas, with the momentum of thunder, directly bombarding Ming Cangwu's back.
"Boom!"
With a loud noise, the palm force hit Ming Cangwu hard.
His body flew out straight like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily to the ground, splashing a cloud of dust.
Ming Cangwu spat out blood, his eyes full of unwillingness and shock.
He never expected that the Boundless Dharma King and the Bull-Headed Ming King would join forces to put on a show, just to sneak attack him.
"Why?"
He shouted sharply.
The smoke dissipated, revealing the figures of the Bull-Headed Ming King and the Boundless Dharma King.
The Boundless Dharma King put his hands together and sighed:
"If we didn't put on a show to make you mistakenly believe that my sect was caught in internal strife and division, then my sect would surely be destroyed by your Star Demon Sea tonight."
"Now that you are dead, my sect will surely become the master of the Western Desert and restore the power of the ancient Elephant Kingdom."
Ming Cangwu couldn't help but feel bitter.
In order to put on this show, these two bald donkeys really took great pains.
Not only did many disciples in the sect die and were injured, but the Bull-Headed Ming King was also really seriously injured, and even the "Mahākāla Protector Art" was taken out as bait.
Ming Cangwu only blamed himself for thinking that he had the victory in his hands, and thus had unreasonable greed, so he fell into the trap of these two bald donkeys.
"Benefactor Ming, go on your way in peace."
The Boundless Dharma King snorted coldly and suddenly attacked Ming Cangwu.
The Bull-Headed Ming King was already seriously injured, so naturally the Boundless Dharma King would send Ming Cangwu on his way.
The next moment.
The Boundless Dharma King arrived in an instant, his palm with the momentum of splitting mountains and cracking the earth, slammed down on the injured Ming Cangwu.
With Ming Cangwu's current state, he could no longer dodge this palm.
But a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes:
"Want me to die?"
"Then die with me!"
The moment the Boundless Dharma King shattered Ming Cangwu's chest with his palm.
He only felt a powerful force suddenly erupting from Ming Cangwu's body.
"Boom!!!!!!"
A huge explosion occurred instantly.
The Boundless Dharma King's palm would not have caused such a big explosion.
The power of the explosion actually erupted from Ming Cangwu's body.
As the smoke from the explosion dissipated, Ming Cangwu had turned into countless fragments.
But the Boundless Dharma King screamed.
"Ah!!!!"
His scream was extremely painful and terrifying.
Countless black wriggling things appeared on his skin, like wriggling leeches drilling under his skin.
These black things only exposed an inch of the Boundless Dharma King's body, but they had already penetrated three feet into the Boundless Dharma King's body.
Especially on the palm of the Boundless Dharma King that killed Ming Cangwu, it was densely covered with such terrifying things, so that his entire arm had turned black.
This is Ming Cangwu's other secret technique, the "Disintegration Bone Erosion Great Art", which is a desperate trick to perish together with the enemy.
Through the power generated by the self-explosion, a kind of evil insect secretly raised by the Star Demon Sea is shot into the enemy's body, so that the enemy and himself go to hell together.
Sure enough.
While the Boundless Dharma King was screaming, his whole person actually began to melt like a burning candle.
In less than a quarter of an hour, his whole person had turned into a pool of stinky black water, only his big red monk robe was left in place…